"Where did this colander come from? There wasn't one before, right?" Chen Ke picked up the colander and looked at Li Bo.

Li Bo stepped forward, took the colander and looked at it for a long time in confusion. He said, "I don't know... the noodles used below all look like this. I can't remember even if I ask..."

"How many colanders do you have here? Just count and see if there are too many." Chen Ke suggested.

Li Bo slapped his head, rummaged around in the kitchen, and counted the cooking tools. Sure enough, there was an extra colander.

"Damn, you're so awesome! How did you know there was something wrong with the colander?" Li Bo said in surprise.

"We witchers have special tools. We can sense anything that's not right when we get close to it." Chen Ke said seriously, taking out the Nokia 1208 cell phone that had been charged with battery and shaking it, "This thing was in my trouser pocket just now.

If it kept vibrating, I knew there must be something wrong with the colander."

"It's amazing...much better than the administration!" Li Bo praised.

Combining Li Bo's statement with the photos on Pihom's cell phone, Chen Ke already knew the general outline of the whole incident.

The skinny monsters coerce the noodle shop owner to help the poor. This colander that makes the food smelly is a kind of target filter.

But there are still two points that don't make sense.

One is distortion. Noodles have a curse that slowly turns people into monsters. This power does not exist on the colander. Where does it come from?

The second is the result of distortion. Based on the current state of distortion among the diners, it is difficult for Chen Ke to imagine that they will transform into skinny monsters. Instead, they are more likely to transform into another species.

The biggest doubt in the whole matter ultimately fell on the motive.

Why do supernatural monsters do this? Is their purpose really just to help the poor?

Chen Ke knew that things would not be that simple, but now, at least the source of the odor had been found. As long as the colander was no longer used, Li Bo's noodle shop could operate normally.

Those monsters are the only trouble now.

"What should I do now? Although you have found the source of the stink, those monsters will not give up..." Li Bo was a little worried.

"Let's talk about remuneration. Demon hunters are not free." Chen Ke said, hugging his chest.

"Of course...but you won't charge on a daily basis..." Li Bo asked worriedly.

Chen Ke shook his head and said: "Pay it all in one lump sum, receive cash, no transfer."

Li Bo pondered, lowered his head and thought for a moment. He seemed to have gone through a mental struggle. Finally he said: "If you can solve this problem once and for all, I will give you 5,000 joint coins."

Chen Ke was very satisfied with the price. Counting the 5,000 given by Pihom, he would have earned 10,000 after completing this job.

"The deal is done. I will come to you to get the money after the deal is completed." Chen Ke nodded.

"Great! How are you going to find them?" Li Bo was very happy when he heard this.

Chen Ke picked up the colander and said: "They will come to me."

He walked out of the kitchen hall, and under the surprised looks of the waiters and diners, he took a colander and pushed open the door of the noodle shop, leaving only his back.

At the same time, a strong murderous aura rose from Chen Ke's back, and he knew that the thing had taken the bait. It turned out that it had been hidden among the diners.

The streets were still very empty at 8 o'clock in the morning. Chen Ke crossed the road and deliberately went into a remote and dark alley with his little tail behind him. The dirty alley between the dilapidated residential buildings was only three people wide.

Sewage flowed across the street, trash cans were overturned, and rats walked among the garbage from time to time.

He suddenly stopped, and the follower behind him was only a dozen steps away from him.

The murderous aura changed from one to four. Chen Ke looked up and saw three red outlines hidden in the dilapidated residential buildings on both sides.

"If you refuse to accept charity, why don't you just leave quietly?" the female diner's voice came from behind.

"This is not charity, this is robbery." Chen Ke turned around, turned the colander into an L shape and threw it into the trash can next to him.

"No one cares about their life or death. If you do this, these people will only starve to death." The female diner complained.

"You can't care less about the life and death of the noodle shop owner." Chen Ke said with a smile.

"+30 minutes"

"+30 minutes"

"+30 minutes"

"+30 minutes"

"The upper limit has been reached..."

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Three enemies hidden in the building were slowly approaching him. They came out of the window and crawled down the external sewer. Of course Chen Ke didn't see them, but he could feel the murderous movement.

"You are a heartless man. There are too many heartless people in this world..." The female diner looked at Chen Ke coldly and snapped her fingers.

"Snapped!"

Three shadows jumped down from the wall and rushed toward Chen Ke. At the same time, a broad-edged sword suddenly appeared on Chen Ke's right hand!

He turned around and dodged the attacks of three knives with a sliding step.

Only then did Chen Ke see the appearance of the three attackers. They were holding fruit knives in their hands. They were about the same height as himself. They were wearing black sportswear and a pair of white masks under their hoods.

Without taking a breath, Chen Ke slashed at the nearest monster's left arm with his sword. The force of the collision with the hard object was transmitted from the hilt of the sword to the palm of his hand. The monster's left arm was chopped off with both bones and flesh. Chen Ke continued

He took the second sword and chopped off the monster's neck. The broad-bladed sword chopped off the monster's head without any hindrance. The mask fell to the ground and cracked in half. A hairless humanoid head rolled on the ground.

, not a drop of blood was shed.

one.

Two other attackers attacked Chen Ke. He dodged to the side, took out the Colt Python with his left hand, pointed at the head of one of the monsters and pulled the trigger. Exaggerated gunfire sounded in the alley, and flame magnum bullets were heard.

Breaking the mask and getting into the monster's head was like stuffing a spring thunder into a watermelon.

The monster's head exploded, and at the same time, a burst of flames suddenly burst out and ignited the monster. The flesh and clothes burned together, and the burning sticky meat splashed onto the wall. Even if it was broken into pieces, not a drop of blood was shed.

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two.

This flame magnum bullet is really powerful, and it is only at the level of private imitation. If it is a genuine product from the Administration, and coupled with the blessing of a psychic pistol, it will definitely be even more powerful.

Just look at Parker's .45-caliber m1911a1. Its power is not much different from the large-caliber revolver that Chen Ke holds that shoots magnum bullets. It would be great if there was a way to avoid the location and tracking of psychic firearms by the Bureau.

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The last monster's mask fell to the ground in panic. The pale face and gloomy eyes under the mask made people shudder.

Although Chen Ke, who had been baptized by the human-faced dog, was a little embarrassed by the Sadako-like gaze, these monsters would not harm his sanity, and he was already familiar with the feeling of fighting monsters.

"Murderous trigger!"

Chen Ke poured murderous intent into the last attacking monster, but he was unable to shake its movements at all. These monsters have no emotions and don't know what fear is!

But even so, Chen Ke still dodged the monster's attack, then looked for an opening and cut off the monster's sword-holding arm with one sword, and then cut the monster in half with another sword.

"The third one." Chen Kedao said.

They are more like monsters than wild dogs, but much weaker than human-faced dogs. Chen Ke commented on these scrawny things.

The fighting process was not long, only less than six or seven seconds. The female diner did not expect that Chen Ke's fighting power was so amazing, and she was actually speechless at this time.

"Are you... from the Administration...?" The female diner's voice revealed fear, but no emotion could be seen in her cloudy and dim eyes.

"Whatever you say." Chen Ke flipped the hammer of the revolver.

The female diner thought Chen Ke was going to shoot her and was so frightened that she quickly turned around and ran away.

"Yes, that's it, take me to your lair."

Chen Ke took back the bloodletting dagger. At this time, he found that the luster of the diamond had become a little dull.

what happened?

He took a closer look and saw a message box pop up on Diamond:

[The Executioner's Bloodletting Dagger]

[Durability: on the verge of damage]

[Tearing wounds: The wounds caused never heal]

[Blood drain tank: Puncture causes massive blood loss]

When the sword was first acquired, its durability was not high enough. After another night of killing dogs, its condition became even worse. After this battle, the entire sword was actually on the verge of disintegration.
Chapter completed!