Zhong Wentao cursed his low level even more than John. If he were an ordinary strong man, or a strong man with bare hands, he wouldn't be afraid of two more. With the strong physique of the vampires, he would definitely be able to defeat them. But this time it was actually a hunter.
The devil not only has a gun in his hand, but it is also a weapon specially designed to deal with vampires like himself! This will really cost you your life.
Even though he said this, Zhong Wentao still very quickly kicked the wall and moved to the opposite side. Then he ran a few steps and suddenly rolled, jumped up and staggered around, and still had time to turn his head to look at the pursuer.
The black super.
"Hey, luckily this guy's shooting skills are not accurate, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hide for long." Zhong Wentao secretly rejoiced. Just when he was about to turn around and continue twisting his body, he suddenly saw the black superman changing bullets. What a good opportunity! Of course.
He twisted his body sharply and lunged towards the black super.
The Hei Chao obviously didn't expect that the guy he was chasing and jumping around like a wild monkey would dare to fight back! After such a hesitation, he was thrown to the ground. Zhong Wentao, who was very angry at being chased, was naturally rude.
, and immediately punched Hei Chao under him: "Have you enjoyed chasing? I told you to chase! I told you to chase!"
Zhong Wentao, who was just feeling refreshed, heard a popping sound and looked blankly at his blood-stained chest. He then looked up at the other black Chao who was shooting at him with a gun in front of him. He couldn't help but struggled and said: "No."
Fair..." Then he collapsed to the ground softly.
John, who just happened to see this scene, stared with anger and shouted: "No!" Then he rushed over and kicked the black super who was shooting several meters away without waiting for him to turn his gun.
, and happened to hit Hei Chao who was unconscious on the ground.
John hurriedly picked up Zhong Wentao: "Are you okay?"
Zhong Wentao said as he was dying: "You, you guy, are still so cunning, you actually asked me to deal with two..."
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! I'll let you run away first next time!" John hurriedly went to block the wound on his chest, and the light from his palm flashed past, but the blood still flowed out, making John endure it.
He couldn't help but yell at the two unconscious Hei Chao: "I rely on you demon hunters! Too much money or something?! They are all silver holy light bullets!"
Zhong Wentao spit out a mouthful of blood and said with a smile: "No, it's useless, my heart was broken, you kid..." At this point, he rolled his eyes and passed out.
"Oh, no! Damn it! This bleeding can't be stopped!" John pressed desperately on the wound on Zhong Wentao's chest in panic. He had long noticed that Zhong Wentao's heart was broken. Originally, a vampire would be dead if his heart was broken, let alone
It was said that it was broken by the Holy Light Bullet, and there was absolutely no hope for the vampire! His old brother of many years was about to leave him! When he thought of this, John couldn't help feeling weak and feeling sad in his heart.
But in the panic, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately picked up Zhong Wentao with a happy face and ran away: "Brother, don't worry! You won't die! The young master's blood will definitely save you!" He was too eager to bother at all.
Paying attention to the two unconscious Hei Chao on the ground, he quickly stepped past.
Chen Shihao put away the boxes of tonics, and when he was clapping his hands and preparing to go back to his room, there was an urgent knock on the door. If someone hadn't been in the living room, he really wouldn't have heard such a knock. The noise reduction measures in this building are very good.
Really good.
John stood outside the door with a grimace and slapped the door hard. As the property director, he knew that calling people outside the door could not be heard inside, so he couldn't help but grit his teeth and decided to ring the doorbell for them even if the property management paid for it. The intercom was only useful for the first floor.
! Just thinking that his brother is about to die, but he still has such leisurely thoughts, John is really embarrassed to look at his brother in his arms. Isn’t it because I have confidence in the young master, John defended secretly.
When Chen Shihao opened the door, John immediately rushed in with Zhong Wentao in his arms. Zhong Wentao, who was covered in blood, shocked Chen Shihao: "What's going on?" How long had it been since I left here, and it turned out like this all of a sudden?!
After John came in, he closed the door with a kick of his foot, then carefully put Zhong Wentao aside, and knelt down with a bang: "Master, please save Zhong Wentao!"
"Save? How can I save him? You should go to the hospital... uh..." As soon as he said this, Chen Shihao realized that he wanted to bleed himself to save people.
Looking at John's expression of nervousness, thirst and worry, and Zhong Wentao on the ground who was pale, his clothes were bloody, and almost unresponsive, Chen Shihao sighed helplessly: "Okay, let's go.
My room." The reason why Chen Shihao agreed so readily was because he had just agreed to the other party's bloodletting not long ago. Although 100 ml was added together each time, it was still bloodletting. Secondly, he felt that after practicing the exercises,
My body felt very comfortable, and I didn't feel like I was suffering from a lack of blood, so I dared to agree.
"Yes! Thank you, Master!" John immediately picked up Zhong Wentao in surprise and followed him into Chen Shihao's room. Although he was a little disdainful of Chen Shihao being so easy to talk to, he was also very grateful to Chen Shihao for being so easy to talk to. Otherwise, let alone Zhong Wentao, he would have become
Mummy.
After entering the room, John naturally found that the room was shabby, but his mind was not on it now. When he saw Chen Shihao picking up a craft knife, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. When he saw that he was about to cut his wrist, he couldn't help but wave his hand hurriedly.
Stopped: "Master, there is no need for this, we can use a syringe!" After saying that, he took out the syringe for drawing blood from Zhong Wentao's pocket. When he took it out, John was a little embarrassed, because it meant that he was here at any time.
I'm thinking of drawing your young master's blood!
"No, no! I'll just use this!" Chen Shihao waved his hands in a panic, and then without waiting for John to speak, he directly cut the blood vessel and let the blood drip into Zhong Wentao's mouth.
John was dumbfounded and looked at the bloody craft knife in Chen Shihao's hand, and then looked at the needle in his own hand. Well, even an idiot knows which method is better for bloodletting? Why did the young master use such a drastic and troublesome method?
I can't just wipe the wound away later. This injury, which is equivalent to cutting the veins, requires sutures to heal!
Suddenly something moved in John's mind. The last time he persuaded the young master to get a patch of injection, he was unwilling to go. Is the young master afraid of injections? John suddenly wanted to laugh, but when he saw the bloody craft knife, he suddenly felt a little cold sweat, scared.
The injection was given, but the blood was cut in a calm manner. This young master is not really as weak as he thought. Who would dare to do this? Does this mean that the young master is very cruel to him? Let this blood flow out.
It does not stop and never solidify. You can imagine how deep the wound is. You must know that people who commit suicide by cutting their pulses usually put their wrists in the water because they are afraid that the blood will solidify and stop the bleeding.
Well, you must not anger this young master in the future, otherwise it will be terrible for someone who is not angry to get angry. John secretly made a decision.
At first, Chen Shihao's face was still very rosy, but as the blood flowed by, his face became paler and paler. John's eyes were moving back and forth at this moment, fearing that Chen Shihao had given out too much blood and would be unlucky if he fell down, but he was also afraid that if he fell down, he would be unlucky.
After rescuing Zhong Wentao, he lost his brother, so he had no choice but to keep a close eye on the two of them, preparing to find a balance.
Chen Shihao's face became paler and paler, and John became more and more worried, because Chen Shihao had just given himself a few hundred milliliters of blood not long ago. He couldn't help but add a few hundred milliliters more, and he died from excessive blood loss! John died several times.
He wanted to reach out and heal Chen Shihao's wound, but the motionless Zhong Wentao made him hesitate again. But looking at it now, if he doesn't help Chen Shihao stop the bleeding, someone will really die! At this time, he can only feel sorry for Zhong Wentao, and he can't
Let Chen Shihao get himself involved because of saving people.
As soon as John touched his hand, Chen Shihao's wrist wound healed immediately. Except for some blood stains, there was no trace of a cut vein. John helped Chen Shihao sit down, sighed sadly and wanted to say something, when Zhong Wentao suddenly heard a gurgling throat.
When he turned his head and looked around, he could see that Zhong Wentao was exerting all his strength while lying on the ground.
Chen Shihao asked a little weakly: "What happened to him? Why is it different from when you recovered?"
John was completely relieved and replied with a smile: "Master, Zhong Wentao was hit in the heart by a holy light bomb. Now he is repairing his heart, so his recovery status is different from mine."
Chen Shihao, who was leaning softly on the bed, nodded thoughtfully. This vampire's vitality is really strong enough. He was able to save his life after being hit in the heart. Is his own blood so powerful? Well, it should be said that it is.
The technique is so powerful that it can actually transform the blood energy in your body.
When he visited and chatted not long ago, John had already told Chen Shihao about the strange energy contained in Chen Shihao's blood. He also told Chen Shihao that the blood could repair the injuries of the vampires and enhance the abilities of the vampires. Chen Shihao did not make a fuss about this.
Monsters and ghosts can appear, and it is normal for your blood to become like this.
Zhong Wentao exerted himself there for a while, and suddenly with a pop, a silver-white bullet popped out of his chest, and then you could see the blood stains on his clothes quickly disappearing. This scene made Chen Shihao couldn't help but stare with wide eyes and curiously.
, and John curled his lips, still as stingy as before, unwilling to shed any blood, but the trick just now was too bad, he just popped out the bullet, unlike himself, it sprayed out like a gun.
!Brother, everything is fine. John is in a good mood, so he is naturally interested in thinking about these things.