The bounty hunter of the film and television world

Chapter 18 The Old Bat and the Old Gentleman

This greasy guy has been staring at him with scrutiny since Harry Potter left.

It seemed that sitting in front of him was a clown who could jump at any time.

This annoyed Hunter.

Damn greasy guy, no wonder he is not well received by students in school.

He looks like a dead mother all day long, wearing a big robe, like an old bat, or that kind of greasy old bat.

It is strange to be liked by children.

Oh, of course I am not a child, and I will not like him either!

After a moment of slander in his heart, the other party didn't speak, Hunter could only show a smirk, and said, "Hello, Hunter Longman. A poor bounty hunter who was attacked by innocent demons, just call me Hunter!"

After arriving in London, Hunter found Harry Potter.

He was a very innocent child. After performing some performances, he even accepted a few trivial tasks from him, and after getting a reward of 2 yuan in exchange.

It is worth mentioning that the system shows many skills for Harry, but none of them can be learned in terms of magic.

This makes Hunter quite regretful.

Harry Potter said very sincerely that he would try his best to ask the great white wizard, Professor Albus Dumbledore, to help him.

Next, Dumbledore really met himself.

The atmosphere is friendly.

This old glass didn't just stare at people and then take the telepathy.If he was so awesome, he would have seen the evil of the snake-faced man in his student days.

You know, Dumbledore was even more unscrupulous when he was young.

After meeting at that time, Dumbledore helped detect the demon mark in Hunter's heart.

He quickly said that he could go back and study.And, he gave an affirmative answer on the spot: "If nothing else happens, I will cooperate with a powerful potion science professor to make a healing potion. Finally, Mr. Longman, the magic world is unknown, at least the big Some people shouldn't know.

You'll keep it a secret for us, won't you? "

Hunter answered in the affirmative.

Then, it is now.

This old bat appeared in front of him.If it wasn't for the other party holding his life-saving gadget in his hand.

It was really hard for Hunter to give him a good face.

After all, respect is mutual!
It's not a good feeling to have a hot face against a cold butt.

Snape frowned and stared at Hunter's outstretched hand, as if he was studying a complicated potion formula. He quickly took out a cloth bag from his robe and threw it on the table, "Mr. Longman, what you want is in In here!”

Hunter was both happy and embarrassed when the other party refused to shake hands. He was too lazy to say anything to the weirdo, so he picked up the bag and opened it, which contained a bunch of bottles and cans.

Through the dim light, one can vaguely see that it is all gray and strange thick liquid.

Hunter: "Okay, thank you. Is it okay to drink these?"

Snape pursed his lips, his voice was cold: "According to Dumbledore's speculation, it will take about three times to recover."

"It's great, just drink three bottles. Can you leave the extra for me?"

"One bottle a day, six bottles at a time! There are only five bottles here."

"Uh... so, what about the rest?"

"Medical materials, it will take a while to find new medicinal materials."

Hunter said uncertainly, "Do you want me to contribute some funds?"

"No, Dumbledore will take care of it. I'll do it again in five days. We'll have to meet three times!"

Hunter curled his lips, damn the old bat, can't you finish the sentence at once, it's hard for me to thank you sincerely with your appearance.

Still smirking: "Oh, okay, let's make an appointment here, at two o'clock in the afternoon. Professor Snape, you don't seem like an easygoing person, but, um... thanks for your help!
I'm a bounty hunter, if you need anything, you can ask me for help.Want to leave a contact? "

Snape's dead mother shook her head, "No, you shouldn't have an owl, and you just need to thank that idiot Harry Potter. Goodbye, Mr. Langman!"

After speaking, the old bat swung his robe and left quickly.

When I came out, a group of people entered the door.

The other party almost bumped into Snape. He looked over with sharp eyes. The group of guys who didn't look like good people made fierce expressions and walked past him through the door.

After finishing a glass of wine, Hunter gave a middle finger.

I rub, this old bat is so cute.With his appearance, it's no wonder he is licking a dog and has nothing.He was also severely bullied by Harry Potter's dad.

He had an expression of not being spanked all day long, so it would be strange if he didn't get spanked.

Seriously choreographed meal old bat.

Hunter put away the potion and frowned slightly. So, he still has to stay in London for a while?
Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

It was noticed earlier that the two men were arguing loudly with a group of people who had just entered.

Hunter's eyes lit up, he got up and walked over.

This is a small bar, except for booths for drinking, there are no disco dances, that's what nightclubs do.

It was daytime, and there were not many people in the store.

The surrounding windows had curtains drawn, making the room darker.

The group of people who came in later had nothing to say.Crooked melons, big gold chains, scars, strange tattoos.

At first glance, they look like a bunch of minions.

The guy that Harry Potter bumped into earlier, the middle-aged man in the seat opposite, was wearing a high-end suit that looked like it was custom-made, with meticulous hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a perfect British gentleman's attire.

However, one can vaguely see strong and powerful muscles.Also, the calluses left by years of practicing firearms on both hands.

Two groups of people were arguing, and the middle-aged gentleman had a cold expression and did not participate in it.

Hunter stepped forward, smiled and nodded slightly to the two sitting, and stretched out his hand: "Hey, hello! I am Hunter, a bounty hunter. Yes, the job is the same as the name."

The middle-aged gentleman took a serious look at Hunter, stood up, and extended his hand politely, "Hello, Harry Hart."

Another Harry.This Harry is spelled the same as Harry.

The big boy sitting across from him looked arrogant, "Eggsy, are you looking for a job? Not here!"

Hunter smiled and didn't care at all.

Before his memory came back, he often looked like this.

In this way, it is the Western world.Ordinary children who grew up in non-rich areas seem to have similar experiences and personalities.

At this time, the group of troublemakers became impatient.

"You two bastards, if you don't want to die, get out of here. Did you hear me, this is our trouble with Eggsy."

"What are you looking at, glasses, believe it or not, I'll blow your glasses off!"

"Hey, don't think that you are tall, so you can look down at me and want me to..."

Hunter tilted his head slightly and gave him a hard look.After all, it was the guy with a lot of blood on his hands, who interrupted the other party all of a sudden.

Turning his head, looking at Eggsy, he said with a smile: "Do you need help? Oh, it seems that there is no need!"

(End of this chapter)