Drink! Drink!

At 11 o'clock in the evening, heavy breathing echoed in the gym dedicated to the garrison with dull impacts.

Normally, the garrison at this time should be very quiet, because the police finished their day's work until 10 pm without any special circumstances. After all, it is November 15th, and it is already winter. Except for the few people on night shifts, no one wants to stay in the garrison without heating at the big night.

White lights were lit around the boxing ring in the gym. Kylot, wearing a black vest and shorts, had some white cloth strips wrapped around his hands, and kept punching the sandbag in front of him with a certain routine. The ground under his feet was already covered with traces of sweat soaked.

It has been a week since he joined the garrison. I have to say that there are people on it. Kylot's identity certificate and police officer certificate were completely completed five days ago. He even had a complete identity file in the garrison, with the official seal of the garrison. No matter who comes to check, there will be no problem.

He was almost familiar with the work in the garrison. Burke said he wanted to take care of him, not just to play. Kylot is now a follower around Burke and enjoys the treatment of elite police officers.

Generally, he doesn't need to participate in the patrol work of ordinary police officers. What he has to do every day is to follow Burke to deal with some more difficult cases.

Fortunately, there was no strange incident this week. Burke sat in the office every day to process some documents handed over from below, while Kylot spent all his free time on becoming stronger!

The guards at Duras Port had a lot of funds. Not only did they buy a gym for all police officers, but they also hired two or three professionals to take turns teaching all police officers. Kylot, who lacked combat skills and exercise equipment, was naturally overjoyed when he heard that there was such a place.

I applied to Burke to come here for systematic fighting teaching. Given that there was nothing wrong recently, and Burke wanted to train Kellot as his confidant, he agreed readily, so Kellot got the opportunity to receive training for several days.

In order to be able to make himself stronger every minute and every second, Kylot's desire to exercise can be said to have scared everyone in the gym. In their opinion, this newcomer has never taken a step in the gym except for eating every day. It can be said that he touched all kinds of equipment, and his sweat was soaked in it!

The professional who taught fighting skills was also shocked. He had never seen such a serious person before, but this also aroused his desire to teach. During the few days of teaching, he basically instilled all the things he knew into Kelot like a cram, and the rest depends on Kelot's own understanding.

Bang!! Brush...

A heavy punch hit the center of the sandbag. The sandbag that had been ravaged by Kylot for a day could no longer withstand his destruction. The strong coat was directly blasted out of a big hole, and the sand inside flowed all over the floor.

"Ah... another one is broken... It's so comfortable!"

He took the sandbag off the ring with one hand. This was the fifth sandbag he broke this week. According to the rules, if the sandbag was broken, it would be compensated. However, when the gym administrator walked to Kelot with an upset face and was about to claim compensation, he happened to see the scene of him blowing the second sandbag...

So everything is the same... During the time of practice, Kylott's practice, he had to come over to comfort him with a few bottles of water...

Kelot stretched his body slightly, and the sound of explosions sounded like beans all over his body. The fiery feeling from the muscles in his body made Kelot feel his strength. The explosive muscles on his arms expanded and contracted, as if a monster was greedily absorbing the surrounding energy!

Turning his head and looking at the clock hanging on the wall of the gym, wiping the sweat off his face, Kylot walked into the shower room next to him and took a shower with cold water, used his own water element ability to suck the water dry, put on his own clothes, and carried a large bag of roast beef back to his rental house.

Turn on the light and walk into the bathroom, fill the bathtub with hot water and sit in. While eating beef to replenish the energy of exercise for the whole day, ease the riot of the tidal bloodline in the body. This period of exercise shortens the time Kylot needs to soak in water by 10 seconds. This is the result of his daily calculation of the table, proving that his human bloodline is stronger.

The next morning, Kellot got up and changed into the police uniform of the garrison. The uniform that was originally fit seemed a little tight when worn today. Standing in front of the mirror and looking at it, Kellot found that he seemed to be taller and stronger. He scratched his head and decided to have the opportunity to ask the tailor shop to change his clothes.

When he walked to his own position in the garrison, he was about to pack up his things and continue to go to the gym, but Burke called him at the door of the office.

"Kylot, don't go to the gym today. I've received a difficult case here. Come with me to see the situation and don't forget to get a weapon."

"Okay, Sheriff Burke!"

Put the gun on the desk to his waist. The dagger he got from the bodyguard last time had been sold by Kylot for money. After adding some money, he got his new weapon from the weapon shop, a pair of exquisite finger tigers specially made according to his hand shape!

Because most of the fighting skills he learned during this period were fighting with empty hands, and Kylot could feel that his physical strength could be best played under this combat system, so after a brief thought, he decided to set his fighting style as close-kill in melee, so in addition to the short-handled axe, he also customized the Finger Tiger.

Although the dagger was also melee, the effect of this weapon and the short-handed axe was repeated, and Kellot could not fight with the short-handed axe in one hand and the dagger in the other. After making choices, he still felt that this axe was suitable for him and the combat routine.

He hung his finger tiger on both sides of his waist for easy access, and the short-handled axe was inserted directly behind Kylot's waist. Finally, he picked up the shield and followed Burke into the police car in the garrison to rush to the crime scene. The scene was in a small park within the jurisdiction of the garrison Port Duras. When the two arrived, they found that ordinary police officers from the garrison had already blocked the other side to prevent the people from entering and destroying the scene.

Following Burke over the blockade and approaching the scene, a bloodless broken body in red clothes was lying on the bench in the park. There were many police officers checking the situation around it. The reason why the body was broken was because she seemed to have been bitten by some kind of beast. There were three scratches on her chest that could be seen with bones. Her abdomen was forcibly cut open, and half of the internal organs disappeared...

"Nard, how is the situation on the scene?"

Burke put on gloves and squatted beside the corpse, reached out and pushed away the clothes of the female corpse, checked her wounds, and asked the young man next to him who was also holding a panel to record some information.

"Well... the deceased was killed head-on by the murderer. He had struggled violently before his death. The lawn on her right foot was the best proof, but the effect seemed to be very good. The murderer's power was much greater than her. After forcibly killing her, he cut open the girl's chest and... had a full meal."

"What a beast... Is there any clue that can track the identity of the murderer at the scene?"

Frowning and cursing, Burke asked, looking at the more record boards in the young man's hands.

"From now and then, some hair and some claw marks, you can't find the monster just by just these. After all, under normal circumstances..."

"I get it, let's go, Kellot, we have something to do!"

Burke stood up and walked past Kellot to find him staring at the body, and couldn't help but say something.

"Sheriff, this time the murderer is the... monsters in the garrison file?"

There are no demon hunters in this world, but there are still many dark monsters. In terms of the threat to humans, to some extent, they are even stronger than those giant races living in remote areas!

Because they are usually hidden in the crowd, just like ordinary people, they cannot be seen without special methods. Only when the bloodthirsty desire in their hearts awakens will they go out to hunt humans, and the responsibility for dealing with them will naturally fall on the police officers in the garrison who maintain safety in various places.

Speaking of which, those ordinary dark monsters are not as powerful as those in movies or TV series in Kylot's memory. They are like some low-level dark monsters whose strength is at the level of body-building intermediate level, and bullets can also penetrate their bodies.

As long as he cooperates well, several elite police officers can completely solve this monster in a head-on duel. Burke and Kylot mentioned that he had killed such monsters before, and his claws are still left at home as souvenirs.

These low-level dark monsters do not have much rationality when hunting humans, so the murder scene they left behind is quite obvious, and people with relatively old qualifications in the garrison can easily see it.

After seeing the iconic devouring of flesh and blood, Kylot realized that the murderer this time was probably those monsters. To be honest, he had never seen such a creature that was as threatening as a giant species.
Chapter completed!