Chapter 44

The rumble of the subway went away.

Cole knelt on one knee with a knife, half of his body bathed in the thick blood splashed by the strong man's body.

There is no chance of breathing.

Asian vampires and Eastern European women attacked him at the same time.

Pull the gun and pull the trigger.

High speed silver bullets hit the abdomen of women in central and Eastern Europe at the same time.

Like being knocked down by a hungry hyena, the Asian elite vampire has twice the power of human beings and presses cole to the ground.

Put your knees against your chest.

One hand pressed his head, the other hand pulled open his collar, exposed his fangs, opened his mouth and bit hard at Cole's neck.

In this moment of facing death.

Cole's bloody face was still cold.

Perhaps in the eyes of vampires, the Night Walker like a butcher will finally end his evil life of hunting vampires here.

The blood slaves shouted excitedly and couldn't wait to see him bitten off his neck, and the hot blood gushed out.

Kun held his broken hand and shouted excitedly.

"Yeah! That's it! Bite off his neck!! ha ha!"

Unfortunately, they can't think of it at all.

Until it was suppressed on the ground, all the battle tracks were under Cole's control and expectation.

When the Asian vampire ignored his weak struggle and resistance and tried to bite Cole's neck with brute force.

A sleeve sword burning blood flame.

Silently popped out of Cole's sleeve and deeply pierced the throat of Asian vampires.

Bend your elbow 90 degrees, hold the sleeve sword bent at the same time, and cut it hard.

Poof!

The completely cut neck is like a fountain of blood.

The head, which had not yet been opened, solidified its ferocious expression and fell to the ground.

Evolution progress: 98.7%.

The sudden change made the excited blood slaves and Kun all quiet for a moment.

It's all a damn expression.

They were afraid of day walkers, but they had never seen a human Night Walker, more terrible than that guy's means.

Shrink the sleeve sword and kick open the burning elite vampire body. Cole rolls back and holds a knife to prepare for the attack of Eastern European women.

result.

All he saw was a graceful figure covering his abdomen, stepping back, turning and staggering to the distance.

Escaped?

The change of events is often so dramatic.

Seeing this, other blood slaves and ordinary vampires, from predators to sheep like strong wolves, screamed one after another and fled in a swarm, fearing that they would be the next to die.

As Forster's number one pony, Kun, the psychopathic vampire, was in a bad situation. He pushed away the blood slaves stopped on the road and ran away!

Other vampires, Cole can let go.

But it is impossible to let go of a walking branch task reward.

Collect the knife and replace the cartridge clip for colt m1900 while chasing.

The subway tunnel is long.

The recent maintenance channel has collapsed. It's not easy to find another exit.

Kun will never think of it.

One day in the future.

He will meet a human Nightwalker who is more cruel and evil than the blade.

He tried his best to escape along the tunnel. Kunben thought he had escaped. As a result, when he looked back, he found that the night walker who was bleeding and like a butcher was less than ten meters behind him. He was surprised and angry, and shouted wildly, "Oh no! No, no, no!"

Bang!

Bang bang!

He shrunk his neck, tried to avoid flying bullets and yelled.

"Fark! You son of a bitch Night Walker!"

Bang bang!

"Ah --!"

He was hit in the back by a silver bullet. The huge kinetic energy of the bullet stopped and his allergy to silver made him scream in pain and fall to the ground.

Turning around and seeing Cole pressing step by step, he sat on the ground and stepped back crazily, covered his face with one hand and shouted, "you're not a blade! Kill me, Forrest won't let you go! He must..."

Cole's face was expressionless.

Three steps in front of it, aim at his forehead and pull the trigger mercilessly.

Bang!

The last silver bullet in the clip accurately sank into the head, then blossomed and splashed with blood.

Pull out the long knife and activate the blood flame to stab into the heart.

The moment the flame rises.

The cold mechanical synthesis sounded in my ears.

"Task 2 of the feeder line has been completed."

'you have: Van Helsing's Pneumatic crossbow.'

[fan Haixin's Pneumatic crossbow: a special demon hunter crossbow with 30 rounds of ammunition and a firing rate of two crossbows per second. It can add half of the damage of a single secret skill. It can not be discarded and will never be damaged. It is poured with divine power, poured with the ingenuity of the master, soaked with the blood of demons. With it, you are the most fierce and hot man in the demon hunter team!]

"Evolution progress: 100%."

"Calculating additional progress..."

"Blood flame, the secret technique of slaughter, has completed the second evolution. Progress of the third evolution: 5.3%."

[evolution II: the strength of the cold weapon you use blood flame has been increased, the destructive power of blood flame has been increased, and the blood consumption has been reduced.]

In the open and dark subway tunnel.

Cole frowned, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

I heard footsteps not far away and looked back.

Perhaps it was too much fear. A lost blood slave saw Cole standing on the edge of Kun's burning wreckage from a distance, and their eyes collided.

The expression of fear of blood slaves is even more exaggerated than that of human beings when they encounter blood sucking species.

"Fark..."

The left foot tripped over the right foot, and then turned around and ran away. I was afraid that if I looked at the terrible vampire butcher more, he would bleed.

Didn't chase.

After Cole satisfied his smoking addiction, he activated the blood flame and began to count.

One... Two... Three

Turn off the blood flame.

In other words, does a moderate reduction mean a 30% reduction in bleeding?

Hold the wall.

Killing so many blood sucking species, the accumulated fatigue of combat instinct is on the one hand. The longer the blood flame secret skill is used, the more blood is bled, which is much more harmful than the elite vampires.

Take a deep breath of a cigarette, dry lips, sit on the edge of the road.

At the moment, he not only has soft legs, but also feels flustered

It's impossible for anyone to pick a group of dark creatures alone and release at least 100 ml of blood by sequence arcane.

His eyes stopped at the coat that had been soaked with blood and left a lot of scabs.

Tut.

Unfortunately, the two hundred West pounds.

Take out a wrinkled handkerchief from your pocket and wipe the blood off your face.

Had a good rest.

Throw away the second burnt cigarette fart. Cole slowly returns along the road, ready to find the sewer where Whistler evacuated and leave the subway tunnel.

...

In an hour.

On the top of a skyscraper in Angel City, there is a senior apartment with an independent swimming pool.

Deacon frost, fiercely biting the neck of a unlucky man who tried to join them but was rejected.

After sucking his blood, he said contentedly, "you said, Kun is dead?"

"A human Night Walker killed him."

"Night Walker?"

Forrest has the same temperament as a local ruffian and a little crazy. It's difficult for people who don't know him to connect him with the underground emperor of the city of angels.

Throw the unlucky guy's body to other blood sucking species, go to the blood slave who reported to him, hold his face, smile and say, "help me find him and live."

Then he licked the blood slave's face with his bloody tongue.

therefore.

On this night.

Blood sucking species active under the night in Los Angeles have received a safety warning.

The butcher in the subway tunnel.

A human Nightwalker, who killed three nobles alone under the protection of a large number of blood slaves, announced the arrival of the vampire hunting season to the city.