Chapter 47

"I want a truce with you, Cole."

"Eat shit."

Nodding down a cigarette, Cole hung up the phone, picked up his luggage bag and left the apartment building.

You can imagine.

First rejected by the blade, then rejected by Cole.

Frost on the other end of the phone, what kind of angry expression is he at this time.

Take a taxi back to the abandoned garage.

After getting off the bus and walking forward for about 20 meters, Cole saw four strange black cars parked behind a container.

Gunfire could be heard faintly from the factory building.

Has Forrest's men arrived yet?

Go to an abandoned car, put the luggage bag into the trunk, take out the G3 rifle, install the optical sight and silencer, and load it.

Two Glock pistols, one left and one right, are pinned in the belt.

Hearing the sound of the iron door being pushed open in the factory building, Cole hid behind a container and secretly watched Forrest and two bodyguards come out, get in a black car and walk away.

It's noon.

As long as Cole wants to kill him, Deacon frost will never get out of here alive.

Unfortunately, if the angry Beast dies here, the main task will fail.

Stamp out cigarette butts with your feet and watch them leave.

Cole bent down and quietly approached the factory along the wall. At the entrance, a thug who was shot and killed fell under the iron frame.

Two armed thugs were standing at the commanding height to patrol, and two other thugs in black put Karen, a female doctor, out of it.

Another group of blood slaves were beating Whistler inside. The blond Eastern European woman in a white coat stood aside with a pistol full of blood.

Not surprisingly, Whistler has been infected by her.

The purpose of Forrest's doing this is to revenge the blade, kill and kill his heart, and let him personally kill his father and friend's old partner.

After determining the positions of all the enemies in his eyes outside the gate, Cole took a deep breath.

Dodge into the gate.

Raise your gun.

Pull the trigger decisively.

The rifle with silencer is very quiet, and the sound of the gun is like dull dumb thunder.

But even so, the gunfire was caught by others.

Standing at the highest place to patrol, the dead thug in black hasn't fallen from it yet. The two people escorting Karen quickly pulled out their guns and shouted, "there are people around!"

Bang!

Dong!

The sound of the corpse falling from a high place instantly attracted everyone's attention in the workshop.

Karen saw that the two people around her were distracted, turned and ran.

"Hey! You come back!"

One of them raised his gun, but was pressed down by another, "Forrest wants to live! Don't shoot! Ah -!"

"Damn it! It's... Uh --!"

Against human thugs, silver bullets are far less useful than ordinary bullets and rifles.

Quickly solve the four armed guards.

With a gun in his hand, Cole, like a well-trained marine, tightened his body, highly concentrated his mind, slightly bent down and lowered his center of gravity, and quickly pushed into the plant.

Compared to vampires.

These thugs with guns pose a higher threat to him.

Take advantage of the enemy's advantage of being clear and dark.

Cole spent a short time cleaning up the other three human thugs with guns in the plant.

Decisively throw away the rifle, take down the pneumatic crossbow from the back, put it in front of the body and continue to push inward.

Finally.

After turning a corner blocked by an iron frame, Cole met the vampire beside Whistler.

When one of the blood slaves saw Cole's strange face, he sighed with relief and said with a relaxed smile, "I thought it was the blade back. It was one..."

I haven't finished yet.

He looked down and saw a short crossbow stabbed into his chest and burning blood flame. He looked up and was stunned.

Coax!

Just like the dry firewood ignited, it burns instantly and turns into ashes.

Evolution progress: 6.3%

"Damn it!"

"Joseph!! you bastard!"

Blood sucking species were shocked and angry for a time!

Until they thought of the rumor and warning.

Vampire butcher, Nightwalker Cole walker.

Seeing the situation, the woman in Eastern Europe shot to suppress Cole's attack, quickly retreated and said, "stop him!"

Drop this sentence, turn around and run away.

Man's name is the shadow of the tree.

For the blood sucking species in Los Angeles, the name of vampire butcher is now as terrible as the blade.

"Fark!"

"It's him! Cole walker, the subway butcher!"

"God... Mike!!"

The silent crossbow was like the reaping sickle of death. One blood slave after another fell in the burning blood flame and howled, turning into burning debris.

In just 30 seconds, the group of blood slaves who beat Whistler were cleaned up by Cole.

Evolution progress: 13.3%

The other side.

Karen, a female doctor, suddenly jumped out of a corner, pointed a gun at the head of an Eastern European woman and forced her back.

"Cole! Go and see Whistler. He may not be able."

Carrying the pneumatic crossbow behind his back, Cole took out his pistol and walked over. At the same time, he was alert to the possible thugs and blood slaves around him.

The terrain in the plant is very complex. In such a short time, he can't be sure whether it is cleaned up completely.

Seeing Whistler tied to a chair, covered in blood and with vampire bite marks on his neck, Cole took a deep breath and walked over to kick the women in Eastern Europe.

Tie her hands with a rope, then hold her hair and drag her to Whistler. She said coldly, "did you bite?"

"Kill me."

"I will realize your wish, coin pool."

Let Karen find an iron chain and tie the female vampire to the pillar of the factory.

They walked up to Whistler, who was dying.

The old man's breathing was very weak. He opened his eyes and saw Cole. He smiled reluctantly and joked, "cough... I appreciate you more and more, boy."

Cole frowned, lit a cigarette and put it into Whistler's dry mouth.

This time.

But I heard the sound of the blade outside.

"Whistler!"

When he pulled out his gun and crossed a corpse, he saw Cole and Karen. He went to Whistler and saw that the old American man, who was also a father and friend, was beaten out of shape and infected by vampires.

Take off your sunglasses and be silent for a moment.

Whistler said weakly, "it's irreparable, you know."

Blade didn't respond.

As he had talked with Karen before, silence was greater than heart death, and silence was the deepest grief.

The female doctor sat on the sofa mountain without saying a word.

Cole lit a cigarette, went to the East European woman, turned out a mobile phone in her pocket, put it in her pocket, found Forrest's phone and dialed it out.

"You and Forrest are lovers?"

The woman said expressionless, "it has nothing to do with you."

Soon, Frost's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mercury, is it done?"

Cole took a puff of his cigarette, and before the white fog had cleared under his mouth and nose, he frowned and said, "it's done, Deakin frost."