Indiana.

The Wen brothers helped each other and walked out of an abandoned mine. The suit that originally fit was also in tatters, stained with blood and mud. Reaching out to protect the eyes, blocking the dazzling sunlight, froze for a while before the brothers continued to walk out.

"Dean, don't you think that the frequency of evil spirits is getting higher and higher recently?" Sam frowned and said, "Not only that, these abnormal creatures like vampires, werewolves, mummies, etc. have also begun to frequent. Be aware. After so many years of hunting, their numbers have become very rare."

"Who knows, if they dare to show up anyway, we will kill!"

Dean rubbed his arm, where he was grabbed by the evil spirit in the mine. Fortunately, it was only a skin trauma, no bones were injured.

"Anyway, I don't think it's a good phenomenon. I'd better report to Xie Lun if I have a chance."

Sam frowned.

"Don't bother him with this little thing, and I don't know if he is discharged." Dean shook his head and sighed suddenly, "Look at Sharon. He has solved the gold robbery again and rescued the president. Follow him In comparison, the work we do is like children's play."

"Okay, he is a big shot now, we can't compare it." Sam took a deep breath, "My ideal now is to have the opportunity to kill Asazil and avenge my mother and girlfriend."

"Don't worry, he will be dug out and slaughtered sooner or later."

The brothers talked and walked to the Chevrolet Blackbuck car parked at the foot of the mountain. But before they walked in, the brothers discovered that there was a person sitting in the driver's seat in the car that was supposed to be empty.

Almost instantly, the brothers both drew their pistols. It's just that Dean couldn't help taking a breath of pain when he drew his gun because of a wound on his arm.

Seeing Dean and Sam approaching with guns, the mysterious person in the car did nothing. He waited until the brothers walked to the side of the car before poking his head out of the car window and said in a deep voice: "Dean, Sam, have not seen you for a long time."

"dad?"

After seeing the mysterious person in the car, Dean and Sam opened their eyes at the same time.

John Winchester smiled, and just opened the car door and walked out, before he could speak, suddenly a bottle of cold water was poured over him.

"...I am not possessed by a demon."

John reached out his hand and wiped a handful of water drops on his face, a little helpless.

"Just in case, dad."

Dean smiled and threw the mineral water bottle with holy water aside.

"It's been a long time, Dad."

Sam stepped forward, reached out and gave John a light hug.

"... Definitely, I am not a shapeshifting blame."

John lowered his head speechlessly, and Sam held a silver knife in one hand, just touching his belly.

"As a demon hunter, the most important thing is always to be cautious."

Sam put away the smile on his face, took two steps back, and said coldly. Unlike Dean, his relationship with John was not close, and even before going to school, his father and son had a big quarrel. If it weren't for Dean to come to him later, Sam wouldn't bother to care about John's life or death.

John could also see the estrangement between his little son and himself. He didn't say much, turned his head to Dean and said, "Xie Lun, are you familiar with this person?"

"Yes." Dean nodded. "He is our boss now. I have already emailed you about this situation."

"I know, I've seen that young man." John said, "To be honest, that young man made a deep impression on me. He is brave and decisive, scheming, and his actions can be said to be impeccable."

"Dad, did you meet Sharon?" Dean snorted. "That guy has never mentioned it before. His mouth is strict enough."

"I only saw it once, and I didn't know at the time. You will have a relationship with him in the future." John sighed, "You said, if I want to borrow something from him, something very precious, you Say he will lend it to us?"

"What are you talking about first?"

Sam said coldly.

"It's a gun, a gun that can kill all monsters in the legend." John hesitated and said, "The gun was originally in the hands of a rich man in New York, but after more than three months of investigation, I found it The rich man gave the gun to Xie Lun."

"A gun that can kill all demons and monsters?" Dean frowned. "I seem to have seen it on your sheepskin book. Is it... the legendary Colt gun?"

"This gun actually exists?" Sam also frowned, staring suspiciously at John. "How do you know about this?"

"I naturally have my own source of information." Facing Sam's doubts, John was also a little impatient, and said in a deep voice, "Anyway, I need this gun now, but I can't get in touch with Sharon, so I can only entrust You guys, see if he can lend me that gun for a period of time."

"He was seriously injured and hospitalized because of the rescue of the President." Dean took out his cell phone and said, "I can send him a message, but it's hard to say whether he received it."

Sam suddenly reached out and held Dean's phone, and asked John, "What do you want that gun for?"

John said a little displeased: "I naturally have my purpose."

Sam pressed hard: "You want to use that gun to kill Azazel, don't you?"

"You also know Azazel?" John suddenly reacted and nodded. "Yes, you should have seen Mary. She told you everything, right?"

"Do you even know this?" Sam said anxiously. "You always watch us in the dark, but you never show up?"

Hearing Sam's words, Dean also looked suspiciously at John.

"Shut up, Sam, how can you talk to me like this!" John took a deep breath, suppressed his impatient anger, and gritted his teeth. "As I said earlier, I have my way of information. If you don't If you think it's surveillance, then it's up to you."

Probably the father-son relationship in the whole world is like this. Two or three sentences can explain things clearly, but they have to be arrogant, like enemies.

Dean thought for a moment, decided to believe in his father, stretched out his hand to hold Sam, stood between the emotional father and son, frowned and said: "Well, let me call Sharon first, if he really has that gun in his hand. , I think he will lend it to us."

With that, Dean called. However, soon, he heard an unreachable tone.

"It seems that Sharon has not been discharged from the hospital, and may not even be awake, otherwise the phone will not shut down." Dean sighed and comforted John, "Dad, I think this is fine. You will come back to New York with us first, and wait for Sharon. The injury is healed, let's go see him again, how about?"

John glanced at Sam and said coldly: "No, I have other things to be busy. If Shay Lun has a response, just use the original mailbox to notify me."

Dean was in a hurry. He wanted to let the father and son travel together to see if he could take the opportunity to ease the relationship between John and Sam, but he didn't expect John to refuse directly. And Sam looked at John who turned and left, his lips opened, but in the end he didn't say anything to stay.

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