[Main American Drama] Poison Brother's Exotic Travel

It took the brothers and Larry almost an afternoon to find these materials in the library.And Larry knew that they didn't have much time left, because he remembered that according to the plot, the little girl would kill another person tonight.

"Sam, why don't you call Sarah and ask Sarah about the painting. Until we find a solution, it seems safer for us to keep it." On the way out of the library, Larry said to Sam suddenly.

"Oh, that's a good idea." Sam ignored Dean's teasing eyes on the other side, and quickly turned on his phone to call Sarah.

"Hi, Sarah! I'm Sam..." Sam, who was on the phone, walked more and more slowly, falling further and further away as Larry and Dean snickered at each other.

Just when Larry and Dean got into the car, they suddenly saw Sam, who was left behind, running towards them in panic.

"Quick! Go to 33 Locke Street! I asked Sarah that we were going to buy that painting, but she told me that her father just sold that painting today." Sam opened the passenger seat door and hurriedly He came in and said to the two of them.

Although Larry mentioned the matter of looking at the paintings in advance, since five or six o'clock was the off-duty time, they were still stuck in a traffic jam on the road to Locke Street, which is close to the main road.

It was getting dark, and Larry was getting more and more anxious.

"Hey, why don't I go there first. I can walk faster than a car by myself, you know." Larry took out his flute and looked at it, then suddenly raised his head and said to the Winchester brothers.

Sam was a little surprised, "No, Larry! We can't let you face this alone, you know this is the first time you have to face this. Didn't you once say that you are more afraid of ghosts?"

Yes, I did say that...but that was before I killed those people.I've had enough of those dead bodies. Larry thought to himself.

"No, I can." Without giving them any room to refute, Larry opened the car door and jumped out, turning around and walking into the alley beside the road.

The alley was empty, and Larry wrapped his black coat tightly, triple-dumped, and began to cut the path and run towards Locke Street.

Because he is only level 16, his strength is not enough to claim that he has run too far.So after meditating 3 times in a row, Larry arrived at Locke Street not long after it was completely dark.

In mid-air, Larry, who had exhausted his last bit of strength, took a double jump before landing, and landed lightly in the back garden of Evelyn's house.

Of course Evelyn was the name of the person who bought the painting.

Larry was leaning gently against the window near the living room, where Evelyn was sitting in a rocking chair reading a book.He tried his best to think of all ways to get the old lady to leave her home temporarily.

But time was running out, and Larry suddenly noticed that the little girl in the painting disappeared suddenly.

do not care! Larry took a step back to equip the worm flute, and after giving himself a Mysterious Water Gu, facing the window was a scorpion heart.

The shattered window made Evelyn jump up screaming, but her focus wasn't there the next moment.

The moment she jumped up, the little girl's razor cut completely tore the cotton recliner she was sitting on.

Seeing the ghost of the little girl made her even more frightened.Her high-pitched screams made Larry feel his eardrums sting, and she rushed to the obviously human Larry, yelling for help.

"Get out of this house from here!" Larry pulled the old woman behind him, and quickly put a death-killing Gu on the little girl, interrupting the little girl's actions.

Obviously, the internal force of the Poison Sutra ignores the difference between the spiritual body and the physical body.The little girl was obviously taken a big step back by the pain, her face no longer formed a human shape, but a ferocious half-rotten face flashed.

Evelyn didn't dare to leave behind Larry, so she had to crawl out through the broken window.But no matter what, she was still old after all, she tried several times but failed to climb the window sill, and the tone of her exclamation was already crying.

But Larry didn't dare to look back at all. He stared at the little girl's restored form, and quickly got on the snake's shadow again, and began to read Scorpion's Heart.

Every time the girl's ghost is hit, she will pause her progress, but the scorpion heart has a reading bar.The little girl was getting closer and closer to Larry and the two of them.

Maybe Larry should be grateful that this little girl is obviously a melee fighter. If the demon was a long-range attack species, Larry, who was only level 16, would have already finished playing.

But the little girl still has at least three quarters of her blood left!The little girl's level is 30, which is nearly half of Larry's 16.This determined that it was difficult for Larry's attack to cause real damage to her.

I don't want to die here! Larry was almost desperate.

Because now the little girl was only three steps away from Larry, she swung the razor and already swiped Larry's hand wielding the bug flute several times. Larry could see that his health bar had dropped to half, and it was constantly decreasing due to the blood loss from the wound.

Just when Larry was already hesitating whether to use the two big red medicines he got from playing Sword [-] and doing the mission.

There was a turning point.

Larry suddenly felt his back collar being pulled forcefully, and he was pulled out of the house, and fell to the ground covered in blood.

It's Dean!I saw Sam raised his gun and shot several times at the ghost who was about to pounce in an instant.Seeing the surprised expression on the little girl's face when she was hit, and the retreating solid figure that suddenly dissipated. Larry instantly collapsed in relief.

"Evelyn! Are you okay!" It was Sarah's voice.

Larry stood up with Dean's support, followed by Sam. The three of them didn't have time to explain anything to Evelyn and Sarah, they just said to follow us.Just get out of that house as soon as possible.

Due to the limitation of painting, the little girl cannot leave the house.About ten meters away from the car, the system prompted Larry to leave the battle.

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Because of Larry's saving action, the system reminded Larry again that the trust of the Winchester brothers increased by 30 points each.

So now it's Sam Trust: 180. Dean trust: 160.

Dean, who was driving in front, suddenly turned his head and smiled at Larry, "Yo, you're crying. Although you're scared, you did a good job."

Larry, who was meditating to recover his blood, looked up and smiled and said, "It's not that I'm afraid of crying, it's just that it hurts. I haven't been cut like this before."

The topic of going from ordinary people to risking their lives to fight seems a bit heavy.It was quiet again in the car.

Larry knew that he was close to getting their approval, so he followed the system's prompts.When the trust level reaches 200, it is the standard for the Winchester brothers to allow him to join the ranks of demon hunters.

Being a demon hunter is not just what you want to do. They have their own intelligence network and their own internal channels.Although it looks loose and loose, it can't be seen.But like Sam and Dean's pile of documents that are convenient for investigation, and the credit card with fake identity.Even their gunpowder bullets.

Without certain channels, they would not be able to hold so many heavy guns.Even in the United States, a country that allows private guns, it is the same.

To really become a witcher, at least after the Winchester brothers introduced him to Bubby as a witcher and set out to teach him their tricks.

"Everyone will have a first time, you must be a good witcher." In the compartment where only the sound of breathing could be heard, Sam said suddenly.

"Sam!" Dean still seemed to disapprove of Sam bringing up the subject.

"What's wrong. Am I wrong?" Sam seemed to think about it, shrugged indifferently and said, "Larry has all the qualities of a demon hunter, he has the carefulness to collect information, and the calmness and courage to face the enemy."

After a pause, Sam said again: "There's...something to carry. It's just like what you told me." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Dean.

Dean seemed to have thought of something and was not answering.

Larry knew it was because of Sam's dead ex-girlfriend Jessica and their mother.But Sam and Dean don't know that he does.

So Larry just kept his mouth shut.He knew that after they had enough trust, they would tell him the whole thing.Maybe, after the trust level is 300?

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In the hotel room where the Winchester brothers were temporarily staying, Sarah carefully bandaged the wound of Evelyn whose arm was scratched by glass, and kept apologizing to her father for selling the painting until she comforted the frightened Evelyn to sleep with.

"Now... who can tell me what's going on?" Sarah, who was also frightened after a whole night of tossing, asked while sitting on the bed, looking at the three people standing beside the bed.

"Who the hell is that little girl?" Sarah was a little hysterical.

Larry was taking off his blood-stained and torn black coat, planning to throw it in the trash.Hearing Sarah ask this, while the Winchester brothers were still looking at each other, thinking about what to say.

He suddenly said coldly: "What."

"What?" Sarah seemed a little surprised why Larry would say that.

"You should ask that little girl who it is, not Who." Larry rolled up the coat and threw it in the trash.

Sam came back to his senses and said, "Yes, Sarah. I think you also saw the little girl who fought Larry. She is gray and translucent, isn't she?"

Sarah seemed to be stunned for a moment, then turned around and hesitated: "Don't you tell me that little girl is a ghost?!" She suddenly laughed dryly, "You are just joking, right?"

"If you thought my blood was just a joke." Larry took an apple from the hotel table and took a bite.Hearing Sarah's words, he pointed to the coat in the trash can that was still smelling of blood and said.

Dean sat at the coffee table, raised his eyebrows when he heard Larry say that, and said, "Yeah, well! Welcome to our world."