Chapter 55

"Go away!"

The terrorist power of the blood of the Japanese Walker made Cole run like a humanoid chariot all the way to the target location!

Yu guangpi glanced at his watch: 3:59:51 a.m.

Target range 50 meters!

Reading seconds in my heart, I even had no time to cut down the blood sucking seed stopped on the road, hit and kick it.

By all means.

Finally.

When the cold mechanical synthetic sound sounded in Cole's ear, there was only one jump left from the second hand to the end of the time limit!

"The limited time extension mission has been completed."

"Get a reward: Voodoo doll."

[voodoo dolls: consumables. The wearer can despise a call of death by using a doll with soul grabbing Blackwood characteristics: unexpectedly, I am resurrected again.]

"Rosie enor is a pure blood elder who attaches great importance to tradition and peace. Knock on the door five times to show your identity. He will tell you the location of the eternal night hall."

Maybe Cole and three seals rushed all the way. In the eyes of many blood sucking species, it was a manifestation of his fear and cowardice.

The famous vampire butcher, but so.

In their cognition.

If it's blades, they're the ones who should run away now.

No one will easily let go of the $1 million offered to his mouth, so this group of short eyed beasts will pursue him all the way.

It's like Cole running all the way. He's the timid prey running around and panicked by them in the street.

After mechanical synthesis.

Cole stopped, took a deep breath, and touched his pants pocket.

"Do any of you smoke?"

With weapons in their hands, the three seals looked nervously at the blood sucking plants that surrounded the house in just half a minute.

Bain's throat wriggled, swallowed his saliva, and his voice trembled slightly. "Walker, they're coming around."

"Damn it! The crossbow is out of ammunition."

"Captain Bain, how many bullets do you have?"

"Last clip."

Blood sucking species gathered three meters away from Cole. A strong bald man with a metal baseball bat in his hand took a step forward and laughed at his kind, "Wow! Did the vampire butcher, the famous Nightwalker Cole Walker finally stop his escape?

What a bullshit butcher! Just now he looked like a frightened wild dog! Ha ha! "

The blood sucking species immediately burst into a mocking laugh.

"A hunter as famous as the blade? Oh, it really scares me."

"Hey! What kind of dog! Didn't you run very fast just now? Why don't you run now? If you kneel down and lock our cattle, maybe we will be kind enough to let you go, hee hee."

As if he hadn't heard the foul language of blood sucking, Cole bowed his head, hit a metal flip lighter, took a cigarette, turned his head and said to Bain, "knock on the door of the room behind you five times. When you meet a vampire, you say I'm looking for Rosie enor about Deakin Forster."

Facing the approaching blood sucking species, Bain stepped back and said nervously, "what about you?"

"Me?"

Cole smiled.

Pull out the long knife and wipe the blood on the blade with your sleeve. "Tut, have you started rolling the blade?"

Take a deep breath of cigarette, spit out half of the burning cigarette butts, and the white smoke in his mouth and nose drifted slowly. Cole looked up at the blood slave who came up to him with a baseball bat in his hand and hit his crotch.

When the blood slave bent down because of severe pain, he grabbed his hair. Cole smiled, "you don't want to hide and don't want to die. It's hard for me to do."

"Fark! I'll kill..."

Before the strong man had time to attack Cole, the long knife fell, and a burning head fell to the ground with blood splashing.

Then Cole pulled out the pocket and took a step forward.

It is like an invisible powerful aura.

This step.

He pushed the huge number of blood slaves back one step.

Behind him.

Bain knocked on the door of the room and was greeted by a bodyguard with sunglasses, suits and ties.

After explaining the purpose.

He glanced at Cole's back and said coldly, "butcher, Lord enor has been waiting for you for a long time."

Cole waved back at him and said, "I'll deal with some private affairs with these little cute people and let him wait a little longer."

Bang.

The iron door was slammed shut.

Cole activated the blood flame, the smile on his face gradually cooled, held a knife in both hands, spit on the ground, and suddenly roared, "fuck you!"

For a moment.

Like a wolf into a sheep!

Under the blood flame long knife, no blood slave can live for a second in the blood flame after three evolutions.

Screams of horror, burning bodies, flying ashes!

At this moment, I finally understood why the man was nicknamed "vampire butcher".

Bang!

A blood slave who quietly touched and detoured behind Cole and fiercely hit him on the back with a hot metal pipe had not had time to show a smile of successful sneak attack.

Waiting for him was Cole, who suddenly turned back and stared at death with blood on his face.

"Fark, it's over..."

The blood of the experienced hunter and the day walker, Cole's body highlights an anti beating.

The sneak attack was successful.

The hard hand feeling from the blood slave's hand is more like hitting on a stone.

Now.

Like the beast that blew up its nest, a dozen vampires who were cut to death face to face retreated one after another, crying and howling, and fled in all directions.

"Crazy! That guy is crazy!"

"NIMA's! Who told me to make a million dollars by doing it?! I won't tear his mouth!"

"Stop chasing me! Wow, mom, help!"

Cole took a long knife and looked like a blood sea demon. He cut down the nearest unlucky man and scolded wildly, "you dogs! Stop, don't let him run away!"

He grabbed a passing blood slave's arm, elbowed him on the neck, threw it on the ground, jumped up and trampled on his face with his boots. While stepping on it, he wiped the blood off his face and yelled.

"Asshole! Come back here! FAK FAK! Chase, like chasing?!"

It is not difficult to kill blood sucking species in a closed environment because they have no way out.

But in the open street, the frightened blood sucking species scattered in a crowd, like dirty water on the ground. Seriously, Cole really didn't have a good way to take them.

Drinking water.

In a blink of an eye, there were only Cole and the screaming blood sucking species trampled under his feet. In addition, no ghost could be seen.

Holding the blood slave on the ground in his hand, Cole looked very fierce and said, "go back and tell your peers that today's business is not over!"

Hit it hard on the street lamp post, and Cole kicked him angrily.

When the unlucky man who was hurt all over and his face was crushed ran away, Cole felt out the cigarette box, but found that all the cigarettes inside were broken.

Pinch the cigarette box.

Take a deep breath to calm the anger that will be rekindled again.

Take the knife, put your hands in the bag and walk to the room.

Bain pushed open the door and held the tactical helmet on his head, as if he knew Cole for the first time. The veteran held it for a long time, raised his thumb and whispered, "cow."