Wednesday saw that the three adults had lost two, and he immediately became anxious. If he had wanted to fight before, now the three adults had lost two, and he was still struggling! His loyalty to the clan made Wednesday make the final decision.
Actions that are in the interests of the clan.
"Sir! Go quickly! Go quickly!"
The last man in black robe saw the two companions he had been with day and night dying, and he was immediately furious. But in the end, the rationality of survival made him calm down. Four of them fought two, and two of them were killed in reverse. What will happen now when two versus two are killed?
Needless to say?
It's important to escape!
The man in black robe did a backflip, widened the distance between him and the blade, and then dodged and fled towards the door!
Of course, Daofeng couldn't let him go and wanted to chase him immediately, but at this time Wednesday, he found an automatic rifle from the ground and shot Daofeng continuously. Daofeng carried several rounds of bullets and rushed towards Wednesday, but Wednesday's other hand shot
Turning around, a pistol appeared in his hand and fired three shots at Blade's knee!
The blade was struck all of a sudden, and he could only kneel down on one knee, watching the old ghost rush out the door!
While holding onto the blade on Wednesday, Wednesday did not forget to shoot at Hannibal. Then he threw away the automatic that had emptied the magazine, and pulled out the second one from his waist. There was a continuous popping sound, and he fired at Hannibal.
Hannibal and Blade press away.
For a moment, Hannibal and Blade were actually suppressed.
When Hannibal counterattacked, he decisively threw himself behind the counter next to him. While squatting and moving forward quickly, he removed the empty magazine and replaced it with a new one. All he had to do now was to delay time for that adult!
So we must stop them both!
But at this moment.
Suddenly there was a scream outside the gate!
"No! Don't come here! Don't come here!"
Then I saw the man in black robe who had finally escaped running in again!
Wednesday was shocked.
"Sir! You..."
"There's a monster!!! There's a monster! Run!!!" The man in black robe didn't care about Wednesday at all, but ran towards Hannibal and the others. It looked like he was going to die.
But the blade didn't move, and neither did Hannibal.
Blade frowned and looked at Hannibal: "No wonder you are so embarrassed...it turns out your dog is elsewhere."
By this time Wednesday had forgotten to shoot, and Hannibal didn't need to be so alert. He wiped his sweat and stood up.
"There is nothing we can do. There are too many scum in this building. It would be more efficient to act separately."
Dao Feng frowned. He never cared much about human affairs, except for the Hagui clan. So for Hannibal's massacre, he was still a bit... I can't say he couldn't accept it, but it always felt too cruel.
Hannibal didn't explain either. Hannibal's character is not that of a nice guy.
In just two words, all the lights outside the gate were extinguished, and waves of darkness poured in from outside the gate. Then countless eyes opened in the darkness and stared at the fleeing man in black robe. The man in black robe was about to approach Hannibal and the others.
While he was there, a big mouth suddenly stretched out from the ceiling and bit him!
Seeing this scene on Wednesday, he immediately raised his hand and shot at the monster, hoping to save the man in black robe.
But this move not only failed to save the man in black robe, but instead attracted the attention of another monster in the darkness.
In fact, Blade knew that the outcome was destined after the hounds appeared, so he didn't feel anything strange. On the contrary, Wednesday's actions surprised Blade again.
The sacrifice of one's life before had already surprised Dao Feng. Unexpectedly, he still didn't give up now... When did the vampires also have such a realization?
Blade has killed so many vampires. It's not like I've never seen vampires who are loyal and emotional, but I've never seen one with such devotion...
Do you need to be so loyal?
At the same time, this also made Blade even more wary of this vampire group known as the 'Ancient Blood Ones'.
Blade is not afraid of vampires. After all, even if those guys get together, they are only superficially united. In fact, they are selfish. Everyone only cares about themselves. Seeing that there are many people, they are actually a mess. No matter how many such vampires there are, Blade
Not afraid either.
But this Wednesday in front of him made Blade see a terrifying reality, that is, among the vampires, there is a highly organized and disciplined clan!
He is not afraid of vampires being strong, but he is afraid of vampires uniting!
In the darkness, a monster that looked like a snake, a dog, or a crocodile with eyes all over its body came out and stopped in front of Wednesday.
That terrifying, indescribable shape brought a strong impact to Wednesday. At that moment, Wednesday's thoughts began to become confused, as if his thinking was disturbed by something. He wanted to calm down, but the ever-present feeling
Disturbances constantly disturbed me.
"No! No! Monster! Monster!!!"
In the previous period, the hounds finally had enough souls and finally began to evolve. Their next stage is called Msisha, also known as the Lord of Tindaros, a more powerful and rare purgatory creature.
Legend has it that Msisha is a being composed of a multi-faceted body, angular limbs, prismatic objects and other weird structures. From many angles, he looks like a huge wolf-shaped creature, with its body rolled around.
Shrouded in purple-black smoke. His body was covered in blood, his eyes were blazing, and his lower jaw was protruding, but the outlines were constantly changing, as if all the evil in the universe were reshaping them all the time.
In fact, they are not solid flesh and blood. Their shapes are sometimes human-like, sometimes like snakes, and sometimes more like wolves.
However, this process does not happen overnight. It takes time to slowly complete the transformation. But they already have some of the abilities of Lord Tindaros. For example, looking directly into their eyes will cause people to fall into extreme fear and confusion, and eventually go crazy and die.
As for their other abilities, further observation is needed. Kai is also the first to raise such monsters and has no experience.
Dao Feng looked at Wednesday in confusion, what's going on?
"Hannibal, wait! Don't kill him yet, I need to get some information from him."
Hannibal nodded, and then Wednesday was caught by the hound and thrown in front of the blade.
Blade glanced at the hound, and felt that these two monsters were even more terrifying than the last time he saw them. It made him feel uncomfortable all over. So Blade quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at Wednesday, whose eyes became a little dull.
…
Blade found a room to interrogate Wednesday. Hannibal didn't worry about this. He sent the hounds to continue hunting. The hounds in the evolutionary stage were in urgent need of nutrition, and the killer in this building happened to be the rare food. Hannibal
Just let them hunt on their own. The most you can do is let them not make the place dirty. Today's hounds are more concerned about nutritional supplements and don't care much about things like taste, so there is no need to torture those 'rations', so
It's not necessary for Hannibal to keep an eye on it himself.
After the hounds left, Hannibal found a relatively complete chair from the ground and sat down.
About half an hour later, Xue Mint came from outside the door. She had several deep wounds on her body. One wound even had to open up her entire abdomen, but this woman just used a curtain rag she found from nowhere.
Wrapped him up, he limped in.
She was also holding a black man covered in blood.
That's Cornell.
Seeing Hannibal, Bloodmint seemed to want to smile at him, but before she could do anything, the wound on her waist was pulled, causing her to grit her teeth in pain. Thanks to Hannibal's keel on her
It has been strengthened, otherwise, I probably wouldn't have gotten here.
Hannibal frowned and helped her sit down.
"Why are you taking this guy with you? You can handle him yourself."
Blood Mint smiled weakly, but actually she didn't know. Maybe it was because she wanted to seek a sense of security? She herself was quite confused as to why she trusted this guy who wanted her soul so much.
Fortunately, Hannibal didn't go into details. He promised to help Bloodmint get revenge. As for what Bloodmint would do specifically, that was her business.
"Can you wake him up? As soon as I saw him, I started fighting. The fight was so fierce that I couldn't even speak." Blood Mint asked. After she and Cornell met in the presidential suite of the Continental Hotel,
The two started fighting without saying a word, and as a result...as you can see, both sides basically lost.
Hannibal curled his lips while healing the blood mint: "Is this necessary? Wouldn't it be easier to kill him with a knife?"
"My life...but it became like this because of him. There must be an explanation." Blood Mint said in a very depressed mood.
"Well, it's really troublesome." She said so, but Hannibal still helped her wake up Cornell.
Because he was still in a weak stage, he couldn't use magic or anything like that, so he simply found an unopened bottle of champagne from the ground and poured it on Cornell's head along with the ice cubes in the champagne bucket.
Cornell suddenly woke up. When he saw the surrounding environment, Cornell didn't yell like those good-for-nothing gangsters. Instead, he was very calm. After all, if a person like him comes out to hang out, one day
If you are killed, you have already prepared for it.
But this kind of calmness deeply hurt Xuemint. If she could, she would rather see Connell yelling, crying and begging for mercy. Although there was no substantial comfort, it was still much better than now!
Xue Mint managed to stand up. Although her body was hurting everywhere, the hatred in her heart made her stand up slowly without fear of pain.
"Do you regret it?" She had a lot to say, but when it came to her mouth, she lost it again, and finally she asked this sentence.
Cornell's lips moved, his body shook a few times, and then he suddenly laughed: "Why should I regret it? It was your man who wanted to steal my money. What's wrong with me killing a despicable thief?"
Bloodmint: "No, my husband has already rejected Mickey, and he has no intention of participating in that matter. You know this. Just for the sake of demonstration, he sent people to kill our whole family, right?"
Cornell's eyes were stern: "It sounds nice. Do I have to wait until he steals my money before I take action? I am a gangster! I am not a judge."
Xue Mint was speechless. Indeed, how could such a scumbag repent? Even if he really repented, it was just an act. Xue Mint suddenly laughed: "Yes. None of us are judges!"
"The only thing I regret now is why I didn't kill you before." Cornell looked at Blood Mint, his eyes full of resentment and regret. Of course, he didn't regret it because of his own crime, but because he didn't do it out of concern for public opinion.
He asked people to go to the hospital to eradicate the roots. If he had known that things would end up like this, he should have been more decisive at the beginning. It didn't cost much to bribe one or two unscrupulous doctors. He could kill her silently by giving her an injection.
.
Blood Mint shook his head, not planning to say anything else.
Next, Blood Mint pulled out his dagger and began his final revenge.
…
Blood Mint has improved compared to last time, perhaps because Cornell is her enemy. She killed Cornell very slowly this time, a full half an hour later, and Cornell's screams were slow.
Slowly descending, Cornell did not think of resisting during this period. He tried to use voodoo to curse the blood mint, but the blood mint did not give him a chance. Every time he tried to do something, the blade would cut slowly and roughly.
his body.
Not to mention casting spells, Cornell couldn't stay awake for even a moment.
In the end, Cornell couldn't stand it any longer, so the blood mint gave him a pleasant surprise. Before he died, the blood mint cut off Cornell's hands. In her words, Cornell's hands were covered with blood.
The blood of innocent people.
At the moment Cornell died, Blood Mint seemed to have been drained of all its strength. It softened. At the same time, its breathing became basic, and the whole person began to be in a trance. Perhaps it was finally letting go of the heavy burden in her heart, allowing her to relax for a while.
You can't get used to it, or you may be too excited that your body can't keep up.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He helped the panting Bloodmint back to the chair and motioned her to rest for a while. As for Cornell's body, naturally a hound was responsible for cleaning it, and it was still a piece of meat after all.
When the blood mint finally calmed down, Hannibal asked: "How is it? Are you okay?"
Bloodmint was silent for a moment, then said: "If you can, can you take me to the cemetery? Cypress Hill Cemetery, the one in Glendale, Queens."
"as you wish."
Hannibal said hello to Blade who was working, agreed on where to meet, and left with the blood mint.
…
New York is a city that will never let you down. Even at three o'clock in the morning, there is still no calm. You can hear police sirens ringing everywhere in Queens from time to time.
Hannibal helped the faltering woman into the cemetery and found a place among a pile of tombstones. On the tombstone was the surname "North" in large letters, and below were the names Chris and Kelly, which were blood mints.
's family.
He let go of his hand and let Xue Mint walk to the tomb and slowly sit down.
Her head slowly rested on the tombstone, and an uncontrollable low cry came from her throat.
"I miss you so much, I really miss you so much..."
Her trembling hands rubbed the two names on the tombstone, and she burst into tears.
Many times, she wondered if it would have been better if she had died along with her. Xue Mint was also hit in the head by a stray bullet, but luckily it only missed him and did not die on the spot like her husband and daughter. Really
I don't know if that's lucky or unfortunate.
Those who survived endured everything and were immersed in heart-wrenching thoughts and anger with nowhere to vent every day.
Now that the great revenge has been avenged, Blood Mint is not relieved at all. Instead, it becomes even more painful and even wants to die.
Blood Mint cried for more than ten minutes, and finally passed out again after she was exhausted and hoarse. Hannibal helped her up again and sent her to a secret safe house, and Hannibal did not dare to leave, for fear of this
As soon as a woman wakes up, she does stupid things.
No matter how difficult life is, you have to survive with difficulty.
