In the sun, a black business car slowly drove on a road on the Nebraska border, both slow and leisurely.

Three men in black suits were sitting in the car. The one who was driving the vehicle had a white beard and was very old, but the one beside him had a tender face, looking only sixteen or seventeen years old. When he suddenly saw it, he would probably be mistaken for his grandparents and grandchildren.

"Asazel sent Amos and the others to carry out the massacre, why can we just send the minions here?"

A fat man wearing glasses sitting alone in the back of the chair was bored and played with his nails, complaining, "I can handle this alone."

"Human?" The young man in the passenger seat turned his head strangely and looked at him: "You actually said you are a human?"

The fat man in his eyes snorted and said, "Of course, what's wrong with humans? Before we became a demon, we were all humans, but now we are still humans."

As he said that, he sighed, "Don't say it, this is really a special experience. But when I was a human being, I haven't noticed that babies are so delicious. It's strange, why didn't I notice such a good thing?"

"Because you are an idiot," the boy replied.

"Idiot? This is also called an idiot, then you are no different from me."

The other party said contemptuously: "Who is like you? I killed many prostitutes in London before I died."

"You are killing people, what does it have to do with cannibalism?"

"How do you know I didn't eat?"

"Okay, you're so lucky." Seeing the companion's expression of smugness, the fat man in glasses' tone was a little weak, but he was not willing to be outdone: "It's best for human prostitutes to bully him, and you only have this ability."

"It's better than nothing. Let me think about it, how did you die? Drop into a cesspool?"

Listening to these messy things, Nickel Bay in the driver's seat couldn't stand it. He shouted loudly, interrupting the two of them's ridicule.

"You should shut up!"

As a result, the consequences of this statement are very serious.

"Shut up? Nickel Bay, why do we listen to you?" The fat man in the back seat questioned.

The boy in the co-pilot also snorted coldly, "Just based on your body there is more ** than us?"

"Two idiots!" Nickelbe, who looked like an old man, couldn't help but curse when he heard this, but he tried his best to keep his tone steady: "As an old devil of the 15th century, why can't I teach you two a lesson?"

"Oh, an old idiot." The fat man in the back seat mocked him.

The old man who wanted to remain steady just now was furious when he heard this. He ignored him driving and turned his head and said gloomyly: "Maybe you should taste the taste of being eaten by me."

"Is this the secret to your second*?"

...

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little nervous, or seeing that Nickelbet was driving the car around her, the young man in the passenger car didn't care about the sarcastic tongue and quickly spoke.

"Okay, OK, carry out the mission. Then we play around while we are free. Azazel is in charge of it. Maybe we will do something after finishing this time. Time cannot be wasted!"

Hearing this, the fat man in the back seat closed his mouth angrily, but before that, he still sarcastically said.

"Nickel Bay, be glad, if it weren't for this, I would have to burst your anus."

"It depends on whether you have the ability." Nickelbet retorted.

The fat man with glasses snorted coldly about this and did not speak again.

...

The next period of the journey was quite dull, and no one of the three "people" who were trapped in a cold war spoke again.

The three of them started to discuss until the vehicle left the road and slowly stopped in front of a roadside bar.

"what to do?"

"Of course I rushed in!"

“I think we should have a plan.”

"Plan? Nickel Bay, you are so shameless. Can you still use plan to deal with humans?"

“Be more organized with planning.”

"Oh, then you're here to plan honestly. When you think about it, we'll be done." The fat man in glasses said, pushing the door and getting out of the car, turning his head and adding again: "Maybe you can finish it before you finish it."

Nickel Bebe felt embarrassed by the sarcastic words, so he didn't think of any plans anymore, and pushed open the car door and followed him.

The fat man with glasses took the lead in walking in front with a casual look on his face. He felt that his strength was enough to crush a few weak humans, so he was not prepared for any conspiracy. After arriving at the door, he didn't even think about it and kicked it.

With a bang, relying on the huge power of the demon possession, he kicked the newly replaced door of the bar away.

The three of them then stepped into it, and what came towards them was a "shocked" look.

Looking around, the sparse hunters were sitting everywhere in the bar. They turned around because of the sound, and looked so "panicked".

The fat man with glasses smiled satisfied.

Although the number of internal hunters is actually a bit beyond their expectations, what is the number in front of absolute strength?

The demons are powerful and can knock ordinary people away with one punch. At the same time, they are not afraid of guns and any other weapons attacks. Only a few things, such as holy water or blessed ancient weapons, can hurt them.

Weapons, these people are simply impossible to have. But if the holy water is caught off guard, who can prepare?

In the past, they have slaughtered hunters. Faced with "rare" monsters like demons, most of them have no experience in dealing with them.

So despite the large number gap, Nickelbe and the other two still smiled grimly in the face of these weak people who were "taken off guard" and then pulled out their daggers and prepared to start a killing campaign.

However, after walking a few steps, they were forced to stop.

It was not because of the dark muzzles pointed around, but the ground under the feet. Or in other words, some kind of force on the ground under the feet restricted them from moving forward again.

The three of them looked down and saw that the surface of the ground was a dark black carpet that looked nothing special, but they could not go any further.

"This is..." Nickelbet murmured.

"There is a demon-sealing trap below, three idiots, you have been arrested."

A cold and hard voice followed. Looking around, a mother and daughter were standing behind the bar holding a shotgun, and the old one sneered.

This really made the three demons a little unexpected. They looked at each other and couldn't figure out how their actions were exposed.

But obviously the hunters around them would not explain it to them. Faced with the bound demon, they immediately carried the rope and tied the three of them to their original position in turn.

So not long after, three "human" sluts tied to the chair were seen.

"What are your plans?" After everything was over, a hunter asked sternly.

No answer.

After the initial panic, the three demons were calm at this moment. They just sneered at their own experience.

"The plan is to eat all of you."

The hunters were angry because of this. The person who was asking the question directly punched Nickelbet in the face, and blood splattered between the gaps of his white beard, and a tooth fell off.

However, Nickel Bay just snorted coldly: "Didn't you eat?"

Before he finished speaking, he punched him in the other side of the face.

Unfortunately, the results are the same.

After spitting blood and phlegm on the ground, Nickelbet grinned and said, "Tell you a lesson. The first thing that human souls do when they go to hell is to be tortured, ten years or a hundred years? You can't imagine how painful it is. Now, just your fist? Haha."

Hearing this, the hunters couldn't help but look at each other, and were a little silent. The one who took action gritted his teeth, and then stabbed a dagger directly on the old demon's shoulder, but Nickelbet didn't care about it.

"Maybe you should use the exorcist to drive me away? But that's not really useful. I'll crawl back sooner or later. At that time, I'll pull you out one by one and kill them all. Do you know, I love eating human babies the most. If you have babies in your family, be careful. Look forward to it, the mess."

His expression didn't seem to be bluffing when he spoke, and the hunters around him were angry about it.

It was just strange that after vocal discussion, they did not continue to torture or expel them. Instead, they gave up any action and began to wait on the spot.

What are you waiting for?

The three Nickel Bay people are not clear about it, but relying on their immortality, they are not afraid of it.

So in this strange atmosphere, not long after, a roar of engines came into my ears. It was weak at first, but in the blink of an eye it seemed to come to my ears, loud and loud like thunder.

This voice made Nickelbet and the other three were extremely curious, and one of them was even more thoughtful.

"Why do I feel something is wrong?"

“Where is something wrong?”

"I seem to smell the sour smell of hellfire..."

While they were whispering, a young human stepped in outside the bar. After nodding to the hunters, he did not exchange any greetings. He glanced at him and came directly to the three demons.

"What are your plans?" he asked, repeating the hunter's words just now.

"Are you a little bitch?" The fat man in glasses looked at the other party and laughed: "Why, I want to seduce me? Maybe you should try it at Nickelbet, he has always had this hobby."

After the words came to his voice, the other party raised his eyebrows, and then said nothing, stretched out his right hand and bursts of strange syllables came out of his mouth.

Just hearing this sound, Nickelbet felt distracted when he was approaching. When he saw his fat companion start to smoke and shine, his bones were reflected from the inside out, he changed his calmness just now, and a hint of fear could not be concealed in his eyes.

The fat demon screamed in pain and even started begging for mercy. The voice kept ringing from his ears, extremely miserable, and it was so painful that the person who heard it was crying.

However, the other party was indifferent.

Finally, the fat man in glasses twitched and turned into a human-shaped torch. The little white-faced human in front of him smiled because of this, and Nickelbet shivered inexplicably.

"This is a pervert." He said to himself secretly, his heart thrust.
To be continued...