Under the dark night with bright moon and starry stars, the lights in the "Neighbor" room on the left are flickering at this moment. The faint screams and the sound of glass breaking came into my ears, making the young man walking out of the room a little speechless.

"Another ghost? Or some other monster?"

"It's only one day, is the United States so dangerous?"

Turning his head to look at everything, Charles couldn't help but squint.

He still knows a little about the next door.

When renting a house during the day, the old landlord introduced him to the neighbor's situation. A middle-aged couple, the male owner was a forest ranger in the town, and the female owner was a police officer from the local police station.

This couple is quite powerful for ordinary people, but now, you can tell by just listening to the sound that they basically have no power to fight back when facing the "monster" who broke into the house.

After hesitating, Charles then stepped towards the opposite side. In fact, the two houses were separated by a piece of white painted wooden railings, and they were not tall.

So Charles just took a little bit and came to the yard of the "neighbor" house.

Under the pitch-black light, looking in the front window, the lights flashed, and the messy living room came into view.

At this time, a "man" dressed in old hippie costume was standing in the corner of the living room, with his hands tightly slamming a woman's neck hanging high in the air, and his back to Shire and letting a low roar.

Not far away, a man in home pajamas collapsed on the sofa, with a bloodstain on his face. I don’t know if he was unconscious or dead.

The situation seems to be in jeopardy.

Seeing this, Charles stopped hesitating and stepped to the window and kicked. With a clamor, he bent down and got into it.

The movement caused by this kick was very loud. The ghost immediately turned his head when he heard the sound, and also revealed a hostile young man's face.

The ghosts in this world are generally consistent with their appearance during their lifetime. Sometimes normal people can't even tell whether they are humans or ghosts. However, Shire, who has a real eye, will not make mistakes.

So he had no scruples about it.

The other party obviously would not have thought of what methods this human who suddenly broke in. Faced with Shir's "provocation", it immediately let go of its prey and walked towards Shir with a fierce momentum!

It is not until broad daylight now, and Shire's talent will naturally not take effect, so it has successfully approached Shire's body.

However, because of this, it did not stay in this world for even one second.

The ferocious face approached and he ran into Charle's raised palm without any scruples. Then a golden light flashed, and the ferocious ghost disappeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"A ghost who doesn't know how to remember motivation."

After looking down at the card in his hand and put it in his pocket, Charles immediately glanced at the current situation of the neighbor's house.

The male owner was in a coma, and after the mistress was detained from the ghost, she was now leaning against the corner of the wall, staring blankly at Charles who was entering the broken window, looking at him with lingering fear, as if she had forgotten to speak.

Overall, they were basically fine, so Charles had no intention of staying here to greet him, and turned around and decisively crawled out along the broken window.

But before that, he bounced his hand on the window ridge a few times.

So within a while, the home phone hanging on the wall in the house rang a hands-free beep, followed by a pleasant sound.

"Hello, this is the 911 Emergency Help Center..."

...

"If I come this time every day, I don't have to run around."

Holding the metal texture card in the pocket, Charles muttered secretly on the way back.

This card sealing effect is not mentioned, and a simple spell seal is a very convenient way to cast spells.

So Shire has always planned to accumulate cards, so that he can release a lot of spells at will without chanting spells or something when encountering a crisis.

In fact, if he could return to the Song of Ice and Fire now, it wouldn't be so irritating - there, there was a lot of souls he had stored.

"It's a pity that I didn't expect it in advance..."

Thinking of it, he walked towards his door, but after walking a few steps, his steps suddenly stopped. Then he turned around and looked at the trash can outside the yard.

Under the dim light, a middle-aged white man in a black windbreaker was standing there, with a round face and slightly fat hair.

Seeing Charles look over, the other party blinked, and his eyes, which were originally normal, suddenly turned dark red. At the same time, he raised his hand and greeted him friendly.

"hello."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged white man disappeared from the spot in a blink of an eye, and then appeared in front of Shire.

"I'm glad to see you, Charles." As he said, the other party's eyes blinked again, and the dark red disappeared.

"My name is Crowley."

With such behavior, he might be expressing his identity, but Charles, who has the real eye, does not need to introduce himself.

Moreover, the other party's real name is not actually Crowley

[Feggs McLeod, Hell Demon, Age about 400-500 years old]

[He is the devil leader in contract transactions at the intersection]

【He is full of vigilance towards you】

...

"alert?"

After thinking a little, Charles guessed that this might be because he burned one of his kind to death yesterday.

"Is there anything to ask me for?"

After glanced at the other party a few times, Charles felt that he should be the one who was actually alert to him.

With this kind of teleportation ability, this person ran behind him and stabbed him, and he probably would have to fail.

However, the other party didn't think so.

"If you're burning me to death now, I think it might not be possible. Look, there are no traps around, and I'm not as stupid as some fool."

"When it comes to stupid, I just ran to take a look. I have to say, you are so cruel..."

He said, his eyes deliberately staying on the cross "tattoo" on Charles' right hand for a moment.

Obviously, he knew what Charles had done, and for this reason, the sudden demon did not act rashly.

He resisted the attack of Hellhound, sealed it without any injury, and burned a demon alive. The other party obviously estimated Shire's strength very high.

Charles also realized the other party's caution, so he felt a little relieved.

"So you did the trick just now?"

"The cute baby who broke into your neighbor's house? Oh, of course. But don't get me wrong. I actually came to you with the purpose of friendly negotiation, but before that, it is necessary to explain my trading party indirectly."

As he said that, he shrugged when he saw Char frowning and failing to respond.

"Okay, let's get back to the point. Given the mistake of a fool's personal work, that is, he lost a hellhound, the boss specially sent me to wipe his butt. Of course, I asked you in advance, so now I am very sincere - that is, there is no need to move, we can actually make a deal."

"What kind of trading method?" Charles raised his eyebrows.

"Give me the Hellhound, and I can let a hostage go." Crowley replied with a smile.

"Maybe you don't know yet, Mr. Sean Boyden, who you risked your life to save, is now in our hands. In fact, many people always don't want to do things according to the rules, so we usually make some preparations. You hunters, tsk..."

"Shawn?" Shire was stunned and then blinked.

"Let him die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on the other person's face was a little frozen.
Chapter completed!