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Only under the guidance of the waiter, the two walked towards the box.

In the bar, the noise of various laughter and clinking glasses continued to sound, and the guests who appeared in the bar seemed to have no worries and enjoyed everything in front of them.

"..."

Passing through the hall and entering the box, the originally noisy noise was cut off.

In the box, Amanda saw [Sai Gong], who was still wearing that iconic red suit.

And the figure sitting across from him surprised Amanda.

The figure who entered the bar was impressively the witcher Geralt that Amanda had seen in the Devil's Forest.

The demon hunter grabbed the demon hunting gun in one hand and aimed it at the [Sai Gong] in front of him.

Frowning, he swept across Spike and Amanda who had entered the box, and especially stopped on Amanda's body for a while, but the magic hunting gun in his hand was not shaken in the slightest.

"...Tell me, Demon God, where are they?"

Facing the threat of the witcher, the opposite [Sai Gong] did not have the slightest worry on his face. He raised the wine glass in his hand and gestured lightly to Amanda who walked into the box, and took a sip of the red in the glass. Liquid, looked at Geralt in front of him and said.

"I don't want to get involved in your troubles, witcher, the prey you're looking for is not with me, now, get out of my bar!"

The eyes of the beast turned into yellow to warn the witcher in front of him, obviously for the guest who entered the bar uninvited.

[Sai Gong], the owner of the bar, is not welcome.

Following the warning of [Sai Gong], a strong aura erupted from its body.

Feeling the wrath of the Demon God, the originally noisy noise in the hall became quiet.

"If you miss the train... (If you miss the train)

Youwill...mgone

...hearthewhistleblow (you can hear it growling)

...miles

Ahundredmil... (a hundred miles, a hundred miles)..."

The original sad country ballad has become twisted.

The entire bar was horrified by the owner's anger, but the resolute expression on the witcher Geralt's face, who had endured all this in front of [Sai Gong], did not waver in the slightest.

He bit the cigar at the corner of his mouth, the sparks from the cigarette **** looming.

"Don't think I don't know what you are doing in reality, Demon God, if you don't want to be banished to hell, tell me the location of that wolf cub..."

"Or, this thing can make you remember."

As he spoke, the witcher stretched out his hand and took out a silver bullet from his pocket, with various strange runes inscribed on the surface.

"Where did you get it!"

"This kind of bullet should have been lost in the last major cleaning."

Looking at the bullet that Geralt took out, [Sai Gong]'s eyes that turned into beast pupils shrank slightly, and the wine glass in his hand also shattered due to a momentary absence.

"Don't forget who I am. From the beginning of the witcher's life, it was to expel you damned fellows from the real world back to where you should be."

Without answering [Sai Gong]'s question, the surface of the Demon Hunter in Geralt's hand began to flash mysterious runes, and at the same time the Demon Hunter spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Now, I give you a choice, Demon God, tell me where they are, or let me send you back to where you should be."

"..."

Facing the threat of the witcher, [Sai Gong] obviously became a little excited.

From its forehead, the two huge horns began to circle and grow, and at the same time, a pair of griffin wings waving on the back caused a gust of wind in the box of the bar.

"You are threatening me, a mere demon hunter, how dare you threaten me, [Sai Gong], one of the legendary seventy-two demon gods."

"Don't forget, who drove you back to **** from reality, Demon God."

Hearing [Sai Gong]'s roar, the witcher said with a cold face.

And with his words, the expression on the Demon God's face in the box became even more angry.

Feeling the fierce wind blowing on her body like a knife, Amanda couldn't help but close her eyes, but the next second she thought [Sai Gong] would be angry because of the witcher's words .

The gust of wind that was originally wrapped in the box dissipated, and the angry [Sai Gong] on the opposite side also put away the appearance of his demon **** in an instant, and changed his original appearance in a red suit.

"That's why I don't like you witchers. In order to pursue powerful forces, I transformed myself into an inhuman appearance, and even my soul has become a twisted appearance..."

Reaching out and snapping his fingers lightly, the broken bar reappeared in [Sai Gong]'s hands.

After drank the red wine in the glass, it pouted and looked at the witcher in front of him and said.

"To be honest, you and humans today are completely different species, and most of them don't know all the sacrifices you have made. Is it worth it?"

"What the witchers do is not for them, we are for ourselves."

Geralt's expression didn't change in the slightest about [Sai Gong]'s ridicule, he just stated in a calm tone.

Hearing his answer, [Sai Gong] raised his eyebrows a little boringly.

Against such a guy, it feels that even the wine in the glass has become tasteless.

"I don't know much about the group of guys you're looking for, but I recently got some interesting news from the [Spiritual World], a guy in the [Lower Spiritual World] is about to come to reality, your The guys you were looking for might show up there."

The news given by the Demon God made the witcher frown. He bit the cigar at the corner of his mouth and continued to ask.

"Tell me where the [Lower Spirit World] guy came."

"Haiti."

In order to get this spoiled guy to leave his bar quickly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~saigong] There is no riddle, and the location is directly exposed.

"It is said that that guy is quite famous in Haiti, and many people worship it, so don't blame me for not reminding you, witcher, be careful not to hunt down and become the prey of others..."

Although, the mouth said the words of reminder.

But from the expression on [Sai Gong]'s face, it doesn't seem to be worried, on the contrary, it is full of schadenfreude.

Apparently, as the subject of just being coerced, it would have liked to see the witcher unlucky.

Better to die directly at the hands of that guy in Haiti.

"You don't need to worry about this."

Ignoring the demon god's malicious reminder, Geralt put away his demon hunting gun with a cold expression on his face.

Turning to look at Spike and Amanda who entered the box.

He clearly recognized Amanda, but left the bar without saying a word.