Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 89 89. Dating, plan termination

In the dark night, in the dark corner of the old street.

A strong man in a gray sweater and a mask was pressing a red-haired woman against the wall, and the hot gas from his nose slapped her face like a flame.

The knuckle-protruding right hand covered her mouth vigorously, drawing red marks, and the other hand roughly pulled the brown windbreaker, exposing the skin.

"Um..."

The woman struggled desperately, kicked, and beat with her handbag, but it was like hitting steel, but the man moved faster and harder because of the stimulation.

The woman closed her eyes in despair, her arms drooped limply, and tears welled up in her eyes, soaking the man's big hand with bulging veins.

Rumble!
A thunderous exhaust pipe roared, tearing apart the quiet night and making one's soul tremble.

The man made a rough move and turned his head to look behind him.

Rumble!
A black motorcycle rolled out of the darkness in the distance.

The dim streetlights illuminated a figure on the car repeatedly twisting the handle.

Black leather jacket, black leather pants concealed a lean figure, black sunglasses and black hair, like a death-defying knight who just drove off the highway of hell, filled with an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

The man was taken aback, with a look of shock on his face, he left the woman behind and ran away, but how could his legs pass the car so fast?
Rumble!
The motorcycle shot out, and black lightning flashed across the 30-meter long street.

The man running for his life could only feel the beeping siren coming behind him in an instant, followed by the piercing wind and a chill that pierced his soul——

A gun was brought to the back of his head, and at the last moment of his life, a pair of eyes as dark as an abyss were reflected in his eyes, like a god of death.

sinner!

I judge you——

death penalty!

boom!
The air hissed and blood spattered everywhere.

The man fell to the ground and turned into a corpse.

The motorcycle passed the corpse and drove straight forward without stopping.

The woman who survived the catastrophe stared at the back that disappeared into the unknown darkness, knelt down limply on the ground, covered her face and burst into tears.

……

Boom!

Dean drove his motorcycle and headed north along the road, leaving Henderson and returning home to Las Vegas.

Enduring the excruciating pain and changing from Hispanic to Asian, Dean changed into comfortable pajamas and sat on the sofa. While eating canned food to replenish his energy, while watching the system prompts, a satisfied smile appeared on his tired face.

“你使用柯尔特M1911A1，击杀了…熟练度+8，远程射击lv1(190/200)。”

"Simulation lv0 (24/100), um, from this point of view, the previous guess is correct, once a week, the proficiency can be fully brushed up at [-] o'clock in four hours, and continuing to maintain the transformation is useless."

Half a month has passed since the first simulation, and the time has entered November. Today is Dean's third simulation.

During this period, other abilities have also been exercised.

Shadow of the Past lv1 (42→57/200)
Balance meditation method lv1 (93→108/200)
In addition, because he was worried that he would expose his identity by driving a white Bronco all the time, Dean bought a black motorcycle for a thousand dollars.

Then, wearing a Brazilian body, wandering around on a motorcycle at night, "hunting", looking for crimes that are being committed, sanctioning them, and brushing up some skill proficiency by the way.

In order not to leave too many traces in the same place, his wanderings expanded from Las Vegas to the surrounding cities of Henderson and Carson.

Counting, this man who tried to force women tonight was the fourth person he killed after transforming.

Searching for criminals is more difficult than he imagined, but he is very patient without violating principles and improving abilities.

……

During several times of mimicry, Dean also conducted an experiment on mimicry, and the injuries received in the body state and the deformed state did not affect each other.

For example, the thigh was stabbed after being deformed, but the injury did not exist after restoring the body.

The finger was cut in the main body, and the wound does not exist after the transformation.

But after changing back to the main body, the injury is still there.

According to this feature, Dean thought of a powerful life-saving method - to complete dangerous tasks in a deformed state, so that even if he is seriously injured, he can recover instantly when he transforms back into the original body.

Of course, if one dies in the transformed state, the main body is also completely dead.

……

The review is over.

Dean took out the Phantom Board and the Ouija Board, and expertly summoned the soul he had just absorbed for interrogation.

Clenched the shackles tightly and stabbed like lightning, and immediately, this sinful soul was shattered into slag in a burst of white light.

You destroy a wraith with a gimbal, gain +1 proficiency.

Fighting lv2 (87/400)
After the trial, Dean went into meditation to recover his energy, and he had an appointment tomorrow.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, the lazy sunlight poured into the window, dotted a few light spots on a handsome face, and awakened Dean who was in meditation.

He just felt refreshed, exhausted from the sleepless night last night.

More than a month has passed since the Death Eater incident, and the negative impact of that strange howl on him began to fade, and he no longer had nightmares.

Now he sleeps every other day to maintain his energy.

I got up to wash, ate a hearty breakfast, changed into a mature attire, striped T-shirt, light yellow chinos slacks, yellow leather boots, made a phone call with my girlfriend, and drove out the door.

……

Gretchen's small three-story western-style building, outside the white-painted wooden fence.

"Dean, come to my house for Thanksgiving the night after tomorrow?" Thomas Allen held Dean's arm with a warm smile on his round face,
"Martina cooks a turkey so well you'll eat your tongue."

he blinked,
"Come here, I promise to persuade Martina to let you stay at home, you can look at the cute photos of Gretchen when she was a child, and get along with her."

"Uh, Thomas, is it really okay for you to push your daughter out like this? But I'm sorry to disappoint you." Dean looked at the fat man helplessly, and the blood-linked memories flooded his heart, "We never celebrate Thanksgiving .In my opinion, it is a day of mourning."

Thanksgiving, which is universally celebrated by Americans, is terrible and hypocritical for Indians.

Although Dean is a latecomer, he still respects the emotions of Noumenon.

"Sorry, Dean, I forgot about this." Thomas quickly apologized with an embarrassed smile,
"How did you hurt Dean's heart?" A middle-aged woman who still has a charm came out of the house, crossed her arms and gave her husband a glance. The wrinkles on her face were light, but she had blue eyes, delicate features and a slender figure. Gretchen is quite similar.

As soon as his wife spoke, Thomas looked listless like a student who had made a mistake.

It turns out that the United States also has raking ears.

Dean rolled his eyes and sincerely advised,
"Ms. Martina, don't embarrass Thomas. Don't let him kneel on the washboard, don't punish him for not smoking for a month, and don't let him be responsible for dinner for a year."

"Stop!" Thomas looked sad and depressed, "Besides, I forbid you to associate with Gretchen!"

The three chatted here.

A girl in a black skirt approached,
"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

She walked up to Dean pretty and turned around. The breeze was blowing, and the hem of her skirt was raised, revealing her long, shiny white legs.

And her black hair, round silver earrings, and the white plumpness under the V-neck trembled at the same time, like a blooming rose. The waist was designed to be tightened, making her curves even more stunning.

"How is it, is it suitable?" Gretchen smiled expectantly, her light blue eyes twinkled like stars.

It was the first time for Dean to see the other party wearing a skirt, and his eyes lit up.
"Did you see the sun in the sky?"

"Ok?"

"Staring at it for 5 minutes is how I feel now." Dean stepped forward to put his arms around her slender waist, and gently touched her lower lip.

Martina next to her hugged her husband and watched this scene with satisfaction, and thoughtfully stepped forward to straighten Dean's collar, with a smile in her eyes,
"Gretchen may be a little stubborn sometimes, I hope you will be more tolerant and tolerant of her, and have fun!"

"What you said is wrong. Gretchen is the most reasonable and beautiful girl I have ever seen, um, because she has such a beautiful and cultivated mother like you."

……

Dean, who coaxed the two women into covering their mouths and laughing, heard a burst of lively dog ​​barking, and the big golden retriever Ke Ke rushed out of the yard, sticking out his tongue, and came straight to Dean like a reflective "golden seaweed".

Dean grinned and squatted down ahead of time, ready to touch the dog's soft belly.

But the barking sound stopped five meters away from him, the black nose of the big golden retriever moved twice, and a trace of human doubt flashed in his eyes.

Then the docile smirk on the face disappeared, replaced by obvious anger lines, it bared its teeth and made a ferocious expression, its fluffy body was crawling, its front paws scratched the ground, and it let out a low and startling growl.

"What's so fierce! Keke, you won't recognize Dean after only a month? Come here quickly."

Gretchen circled the dog's head with a serious face and dragged it this way.

"Woooo..."

The golden retriever wailed with its tail between its legs, desperately grabbing the ground to resist, a man and a dog pulled up the river on the grass.

"It doesn't seem appropriate today. Let's go, Gretchen, I'll see Coco next time." Dean waved his hand, called his depressed girlfriend back into the car, and drove to the department store in the city center.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened today...It used to be very friendly to everyone, basically anyone can abduct it."

"People get angry and uncomfortable, and dogs are no exception. I can understand." Dean turned the steering wheel with one hand, and grabbed his girlfriend's spring onion fingers with the other hand and squeezed, "Have a good chat, Why didn't I see Abby today, hasn't she been inseparable from you all the time?"

"Abby's family went to Rio to visit her grandparents, and they have to spend Thanksgiving there before coming back." Gretchen held his hand instead, interlocking fingers, with a soft smile on the corner of her mouth,
"What about the rest?"

“Last and Britney are busy studying for their last SAT. Baker and Jenny are going crazy.”

……

Today is Tuesday, two days before Thanksgiving, but it has already entered the holiday season. The streets are very festive, with lights and festoons everywhere, and happy people gather and chat on the street. When they are excited, they dance casually with their companions. A dance, a pose, a photo.

A group of kids spread their arms and buzzed about an "airplane dive contest" on the sidewalk.

Smurfs, Snoopy, Flower Fairy and other cartoon characters in doll costumes shuttled back and forth along the street amidst enthusiastic cheers and applause, previewing the grand parade on Thanksgiving Day.

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, the two walked through the bustling streets and came to the mall in the city center. At this time in the past, there were not many people in the mall, but today there are many more customers.

The crazy shopping month that started with Thanksgiving has not yet officially started. Some locals and tourists are already scrambling to be early birds, with large and small bags full of clothes, accessories, snacks... all kinds of gifts for themselves and their families. Also prepare in advance for those who want to "grate".

And under the statue in the middle of the mall.The popular "Mr. Big Pyrenees" is blowing colorful balloons to children for free,

The partner "Mr. Dinosaur" performed the magic trick of "fancy tossing a toy and turning it into candy on the ground", surrounded by a group of children who laughed and showed their baby teeth.

The atmosphere is warm and the wallet is easy to open.

Dean turned around and glanced at his girlfriend who was pulling her to the women's clothing store, but was grabbed by Gretchen. The girl touched the delicate silver earrings and said solemnly,
"Martina told me this pair of Tiffany earrings is more than she and Thomas earn in a month, it's too expensive. I can't let you spend any more money!"

"As long as you like."

Dean smiled indifferently, and there was still [-] yuan left in the robbery of the gangster's deposit last time.

"Listen, you can't always spend money for me unilaterally, otherwise it's not an equal relationship." Gretchen took his hand and said seriously, "This time I'll buy you a gift, what do you want? Whatever you choose, I have already saved my pocket money for half a year."

"Isn't it natural for a man to pay for a gift for his girlfriend? You don't have to keep thinking about saving money for me." Dean was dragged by force, but still tried to resist,
"It's not fair, this rule doesn't work with me, now follow my rule." Gretchen pursed her red lips and stared at him stubbornly, her cheeks flushed slightly from anger.

This is the legendary true feminism, right?
What should I say, it's so cute.

Dean did as the Romans did, and accompanied her to carefully select a few small gifts that were not too expensive.

In the end, at her strong request, Dean chose a camera worth a few hundred dollars, so that when they go out together in the future, they can take pictures as souvenirs.

"Gretchen, don't laugh yet, put your hands on your hips, raise your chin a little bit, and move your left leg slightly forward to the left, revealing your sexy long legs."

"Crack!"

Dean pressed the shutter, and Gretchen, who was leaning against the statue, showing her white legs and bulging her biceps to show her bodybuilding and proud figure, was photographed in the camera.

"Perfect!" Dean walked over and put his arms around the girl's waist, full of admiration, "You'll know when it's washed out, Audrey Hepburn and Marilyn Monroe are all eclipsed in front of you."

"If fans of Goddess hear about it, you will definitely get beaten up." Gretchen wrapped his arms around him, and the corners of his mouth curled up. "Shall we go to the movies next? Martina said that there is a movie that is famous all over the world."

"Listen to you."

The two cuddled together like conjoined twins and walked to the cinema.

Dean only felt extremely comfortable and warm in his heart.

Well, every time he is with this enthusiastic and generous girl, he obviously feels that his hostility has been purified, and he can deeply understand what Tym said about positive emotions resisting negative emotions.

But a soft female voice suddenly sounded on the radio in the shopping mall, interrupting the next arrangement of the two of them——

"Dear customers and friends, sorry to bother you, please note that Tim Cambage, an 8-year-old boy wearing a blue jacket and jeans, blond hair, and blue eyes, is missing from Macy's. We have a clue. Customers, please contact the service center as soon as possible, thank you!"

Everyone tacitly stopped the noise and listened with pricked ears. Only the loud broadcast echoed in the shopping mall.

"I repeat, 8 year old boy, blue jacket, blue jeans, blond hair, blue eyes...Tim Cambage."

Dean and Gretchen looked at each other, and then a reminder flashed in front of them.

Trigger the emergency event - lost child.

On the eve of the festival, in a busy Macy's mall, a naughty boy got separated from his parents and disappeared. Now, use your abilities to find out his whereabouts, bring him back to his parents, or find him dispose of.

Difficulty: easy

Time limit: half an hour
Progress: 0/100
Reward: 30 experience points

Punishment: none
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(End of this chapter)