At this time, Swain stood up straight and stood there, staring deeply at the lifeless monster under his feet.

He took out a deflated metal wine jug from nowhere, pulled off the lid, Gulu drank half of it, then tilted the mouth of the bottle, aimed at the monster, and spilled all the remaining spirits on the opponent.

After doing all this, Swain seemed to have grown old all of a sudden, with his back bent a bit.

Old Neil sighed, looked at the scene below, and said to Klein in a low voice: "I know this out-of-control Punisher, he has followed Swain for twenty or thirty years, and once cleared the water ghosts who went ashore to kill people, Captured the evil Extraordinary who tried to escape by diving from the Tussock River..."

He didn't continue, but Klein could hear his hidden meaning:

Such a "guard" who made a lot of contributions and killed many monsters turned into a monster in the end.

And this is not an isolated case, it is a possible ending for many Nighthawks, Punishers and Mechanical Heart members.

() Looking at Swain standing in front of the monster's corpse, and looking sideways at the "Punisher" who was in charge of restraining him just now to help his half-conscious companion, Klein suddenly felt an indescribable sadness.

Regardless of the Nighthawks, Punishers, or members of the Mechanical Heart, it is almost impossible to become a hero, because everything they do will not be known to the public, and can only be hidden in various confidential documents, but the dangers and Painful yet so real.

Maybe one day, my opponent will be my teammate Klein sighing silently, feeling the heavy weight contained in terms such as "Nighthawk", "Punisher" and "Member of the Mechanical Heart".

At this moment, Old Neil sighed and said, "Let's leave and don't disturb them."

"Okay." Klein picked up his cane and was about to take a step when he suddenly saw Old Neil still clutching his left hand, so he asked with concern, "Are you injured?"

Old Neil snorted and said, "I got stuck by the flying fragments. If I were young, I would definitely be able to avoid it. Fortunately, this is just a small problem."

He slightly let go of his right hand, allowing Klein to see the small wound on the back of his left palm that was still dripping with blood.

After confirming that there was no major problem, Klein sighed as he went down the gangway, "Mr. Neil, you are calmer than I imagined, and you can still read calmly when the monster is less than two meters away from you." Say words, use spells."

Although the Punisher who lost control and turned into a monster at that time threw himself at Klein, Old Neil was always very close to him.

Facing the compliment, Old Neil immediately laughed and said, "I'm a senior Nighthawk. Among the dangerous scenes I've experienced, what happened just now didn't even rank in the top ten. I remember one time when Dunn and I were pulling Fell cemetery inspection, some dead people turned into living corpses at some point, left the tomb, quietly ambush in the shadow of the trees, I passed by there, didn�t notice it at all, thinking to find a hidden place, hey, you I understand, but he threw himself on the back and pinched his neck."

Klein was a little terrified when he heard it, and asked in anticipation: "In this situation, can you still calmly use a spell, or a spell that a voyeur can cast quickly?"

Old Neil glanced at him, and said with a low smile, "No, Dunn dragged that living corpse into a deep sleep in time. I said this to tell you that as a Nighthawk, you must not only believe in yourself, but also believe in yourself." teammate."

"" Klein was silent for a few seconds, half joking and half saying from the bottom of his heart, "Mr. Neil, you are so wise today."

Old Neil took a small step, stepped onto the pier, and replied with disdain: "It's because you usually only recognize the most insignificant side of me."

The two walked out of the pier and returned to the front of the Dragon Bar.

Klein put away the revolver, leaned on his cane, took off his coat, and checked for any damage by the light of the gas street lamp.

"It's really lucky, it's just a few wooden thorns that stained a small area." He pulled out the sundries, roughly wiped off the dust, and dressed neatly again.

Old Neil watched with a smile, imitated his tone, and added leisurely: "It's a pity, I can't get reimbursed."

"" Klein couldn't find the words to respond for a while.

I am not such a person! He emphasized a sentence in his heart.

At this time, the public carriage arrived, and Klein took out the silver pocket watch with vine patterns, and opened it to take a look.

"If there is nothing else, I have to go home." He turned his head and said to Old Neil.

Old Neil nodded slightly and said, "Go back and enjoy your dinner, don't worry about the sleeping charm just now, I will ask Swain to compensate him, he is a rich man, of course, not today, I have to consider his mood .� JrNovels.com