Chapter 50

The plan went well.

The vampires who chased him were entangled by the LAPD.

Under the cover of night.

When Cole entered the hotel, he opened his room, spent a rope and a dirty rag, got his clothes from a waiter, shaved his stubble in front of the mirror and washed off his hair wax with water.

Then change into the waiter's clothes, mess up your hair and knock off the lenses on the black framed nerd's glasses.

Tidy up the appearance against the mirror, put all the weapons into the black luggage bag, and Cole looked down at his watch: 1:33 a.m.

There are still two hours and 27 minutes before the end of the limited time task.

His position is twelve kilometers from his destination.

After opening the door and confirming that there was no one else in the corridor, Cole quickly left the hotel.

In the city of angels under the night, the sound of police sirens roared past.

The fierce gunfight in the distance pulled the whole block into the battlefield.

On the night of the arrival of the blood god, the vampire group led by Forster finally couldn't resist the impulse of longing for blood and violence, and had a positive conflict with the human world for the first time.

Walking alone under the street lamp.

In an open car, hippies with big guns and Uzi submachine guns cheered across the road.

"Kill the Night Walker, one million dollars is ours! Wuhu --! Hahaha..."

Dada dada——

The sound sped away with the convertible.

Cole felt into his pocket to light a cigarette, but he left the box of Marlboro in the hotel.

Look into the distance, heart, a million dollars? Forrest, the beast, was really willing to pay for his revenge for killing mercury.

It's the 1990s.

The temptation of one million dollars is enough to drive the gangs and blood sucking species in the whole city crazy!

According to the route marking of holographic map.

Avoiding the sound of gunfire, Cole rode a bicycle borrowed from a civilian house and quickly drove to his destination.

The journey was smooth at first.

Until he entered the slum, a place outside the law where even Los Angeles police officers did not want to visit, gangs ran rampant and blood sucking seeds piled up.

The night here.

Violence and crime are always above the law.

When passing through the alley and the main road, the telephone suddenly rang, which immediately attracted the attention of the mob around.

"Cole, I'm in trouble."

On the other end of the phone, there was a faint gunfight in addition to Karen's voice.

"Vampires occupied the hospital. I can't get what you want."

Yu Guang fell on a group of thugs driving in the distance. Cole said coldly, "where is the hilban clinic?"

"Hilban clinic? Cole, you don't want to..."

"As you think."

"OK, but you have to come to the hospital to pick me up. Now the situation here is a little bad. Those guys are completely crazy!"

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

Karen's hospital is not far from the slum. Fifteen minutes is enough. As for where the car comes from

Braking, Cole looked coldly at the three convertible cars that surrounded him.

A skinny man with a tattooed neck and arms, playing with a butterfly knife, came up and said with a smile, "you seem to be lost, waiter."

"Hey, hey..."

The men and women around laughed and got off one after another.

A bearded man reached out and tugged at his luggage bag tied to the back of his bicycle. "Hey! What's in your black bag? Is your girlfriend's green fun toy?"

Cole grabbed the bag and suddenly grabbed his hair and pulled it down.

His eyes fell on the back of his neck without tattoos, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Isn't it a blood sucking dog?

"Fark! Ah... Let go! I'll kill you, asshole!"

Cole pushed him away and said coldly, "if you don't want to die, don't wander in the street. Get out."

Pushed away, the bearded man rushed to punch him in the face, but Cole pinched his wrist and broke it.

The beard immediately screamed.

"Terry, this son of a bitch looks down on us?!"

"Break his leg!"

However, at this time.

A group of six people suddenly jumped out of a low house, stood in the shadow and said, "cole walker, the famous vampire butcher, finally found you."

People and animals are more harmless than wearing waiter clothes.

The six people who walked out of the shadow slowly knew that they were not easy to mess with just from their appearance.

Sharp fangs, covered with blood on the chin and chest, are different from ordinary people's pale skin.

Ignore them.

Cole found a box of Marlboros in beard's pocket, took out one, lowered his head, lit it and took a deep breath.

Let go of your hand and said coldly, "get out with your friends."

The moment his voice fell.

Vampires are like hungry wolves who break into sheep. Six Street gangsters are caught by them in one face, biting their necks and surging blood.

When have these bullying bastards ever seen such bloody violence.

He was so frightened that he screamed and fled in all directions.

The leading vampire threw down the twitching bastard's body, looked bloodthirsty and fanatical, and laughed, "butcher! Forrest bought your life with a million dollars!"

Cole suddenly pulled out the colt m1900 hidden in his clothes.

Bang bang!

He picked up his luggage bag, turned and ran. While running, he took out the long knife and G3 rifle from inside.

Six elite vampires?

At this moment.

Time is like solidification.

The crack of the loaded bullet was crisp and harsh.

The vampire who jumped off and rushed over could crush Cole in a second, bite his neck and earn a reward of $1 million from Forrest.

The next moment.

The scarlet of cigarettes gradually lit up under the dim street lights.

Holding a cigarette obliquely.

Cole turned abruptly, frowned and pulled the trigger.

Dada dada——

"Ah --"

"Silver bullet!"

"Uh --"

When the first vampire's skull is like a broken watermelon, red and white crack and splash, and the body spontaneously ignites under the great destructive power of the silver bullet.

The firesnake at the muzzle of G3 is like a sickle for mowing grass, and the silver bullet roars!

Even though the speed and power of elite vampires are far better than ordinary humans, it's a pity to face the absolute fire suppression of 7.62mm caliber at close range.

The strong body they are proud of is a weak white paper.

Standing in the burning wreckage, Cole bent down to pick up a mobile phone that hasn't ended the call, took the cigarette in his hand and said indifferently, "tell Forrest I won't leave Los Angeles tonight."

“...”

Throw your cell phone on the ground and trample it.

Take a look at your watch: 2:47 a.m.

It is one hour and thirteen minutes before the end of the mission, and six kilometers from the destination.

Now his whereabouts have been revealed, which has far exceeded the expected objectives of the battle plan.

Cole put the pneumatic crossbow on his back, put the knife back into the leggings, started the convertible left by the street gangsters, and prepared for the possible battle in the second half of the journey.

He slammed down the accelerator and sped off to the hospital where Karen worked.