Chapter 275

Stand where you are.

Habitually touch out a cigarette.

Frown and bow your head.

However.

Before the crisp sound of the metal flip lighter sounded, a reaper quietly appeared at the door of the guest room, like a mouse in the sewer, sniffing the smell in the air.

Eyes swept over Cole.

Maybe high purity blood is more delicious for them.

Hesitated, landed on all fours and ran down the corridor in the direction Nisa left.

Cole frowned slightly.

Smoke your nose and insert the cigarette into the pocket in front of your vest. It seems that this cigarette will have to wait until the hunting is over.

With a knife in one hand and a gun in the other.

Quickly walk out of the guest room, raise your gun to the heart of the reaper and pull the trigger twice in a row.

Roaring silver bullets, wrapped in scarlet.

Tear up the harvester's thin muscles and gray skin, and smash the hard bones that wrap the heart.

At this moment, the destructive nature of blood flame to dark creatures is revealed.

The body is ignited.

Under the visible skin of blood vessels, the scarlet light encroaches on its flesh and bones, like a human flesh lantern, turning into a burning debris covered with sparks in the roaring pain and turbulent flame.

Deliberately pull the trigger twice.

Cole was trying to test his guess after hitting Chad Norma.

The power of blood flame is not that it can't kill the reaper, but these evil creatures infected by artificial virus and similar to zombies. The flesh and blood body is only the shell, and the real body is the heart wrapped in thick bones.

Similar to the characteristics of the Reaper's mother, even if the lower infected people are hit into the head by a silver bullet wrapped in blood flame, they can't effectively kill them except for physical damage.

After reaching a conclusion.

Walk to the nightclub.

Far away.

The sound of gunfight was deafening, and the vampires who fled in all directions were like frightened herds of animals.

Three frightened hybrids, pushing and abusing.

Broke the window and jumped into the corridor leading to the guest room.

Maybe it's fate.

Maybe it's their bad luck.

The first one landed on his chin. The embarrassed hybrid rolled over and tried to stand up and escape from the nightclub filled with death and terror.

However, the crisp clicking sound under the body is related to the burning debris of Mars.

Let him shout and sit back on the ground.

without doubt.

Only after the blood sucking seed dies will it become like this.

"Oh... Fark!"

The other two hybrids followed and turned into the corridor.

But I ran into the man wearing a black windbreaker who was incompatible with the nightclub style.

They recognized Cole.

Cole naturally recognized them.

Previously, in the dance floor, three old friends tried to push him down on the sofa to suck blood.

In the middle of the corridor.

"See you again, three."

Two vampires caught a glimpse of the burning debris stacked at Cole's feet and hurried back. The female vampire showed her tusks, hissed, pushed the guy like his boyfriend, and scolded angrily, "he's a human! What are you afraid of?! kill him!"

Encouraged by his girlfriend.

The young man dressed up as a street gangster roared and jumped at Cole like a brawling local ruffian.

The next moment.

Gunfire rang out.

A silver bullet penetrated its forehead accurately, hit the wall of the corridor, ejected, and penetrated the chest of the hybrid sitting on the ground trying to get up.

There was no time to scream before death.

The raging flames burned them to ashes in an instant.

When the female vampire saw this scene, she stayed where she was, opened her mouth and looked at Cole who had passed to her.

This guy

Until Cole stopped in front of her and said expressionless, "is human blood good to drink?"

The female vampire nodded her head.

Cole smiled at her, clenched his right hand and smashed it fiercely on her side face.

The female vampire screamed.

But before falling, he was grabbed by a big hand and dragged to the nightclub.

A roaring gun battle.

Screams of fear.

The crash of leather shoes on the floor.

The head was hit violently and her consciousness was confused. Only the buzzing female vampire was left in her ears. She suddenly woke up, stretched her hands over her head, grabbed Cole's hand, struggled frantically, splashed saliva stars and blood in her mouth, and shouted, "son of a bitch! Let go of me!"

Ignore her protest.

Cole crossed the corridor into the nightclub.

Now.

The members of the blood bag also fought with the reapers.

Reinhart and Chupa who use guns and crazy vent silver bullets.

German priest whose hand was bitten by the reaper and thrown out of the window with a scream.

The only Asian pure blood snowman to suppress the reaper.

First step into the nightclub, standing not far from the corridor door, took out a gun and aimed at Nisa, turned back and collided with Cole's eyes.

When she saw the female vampire dragged by Cole's hair on the ground and in conflict with him, she was shocked for a moment!

Turn the muzzle.

The star of the infrared sight fell on the gray vest. As he walked towards Cole, he shouted, "let her go! Cole!"

then.

Under Nisa's incredible gaze.

Colson opened his hand, put his foot on the female vampire's neck, and the muzzle of justice was aimed at her forehead.

Smile at the vampire Princess and pull the trigger

Bang!

"No --!"

Follow her voice.

Under the roaring blood flame, the corpse of the female vampire turned into ashes and piled up at Cole's feet.

She saw Cole kill a vampire under her eyes. Nisa was holding a gun, shorting of breath and her chest heaved violently.

However.

Waiting for cole to pass in front of her and throw down a cruel word.

She didn't pull the trigger.

"Now, I don't need your protection, princess."

On the stage.

Chupa held a carbine connected to the drum and pressed the trigger. The muzzle fire snake kept going.

Unfortunately.

Except that the bullet pierced the Reaper's body and made it twist like a grotesque dancer in the spotlight, there was no sign of death.

even to the extent that.

Dozens of bullets in the body can still make a sharp hiss, showing greedy and bloodthirsty eyes to Chupa of pure blood.

Until the last bullet is empty.

See the Reaper get up slowly against the wall full of bullet holes.

“WTF...”

Just under the damn look on his face.

A scarlet light flew wildly across his vision.

Through the Reaper's chest, he nailed it to the wall fiercely.

In the roaring blood flame.

The Reaper shrieked and was consumed by the fire in an instant.

Chupa, wearing retro wind lock armour, put down his gun and turned to look at Cole passing by him. His eyebrows were frowned and his tone was full of hostility.

"Hi! It's mine!"

Ignore hostility and protest.

Cole went over and pulled out the long knife from the wall. Looking through the window, he caught a glimpse of the priest who was sucked by the Reaper's head. He didn't mean to do it at all. He said coldly, "it seems that you'll lose a friend soon, vampire."