Chapter 199 Vampires and Hunters
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
vampire.
An ancient and cursed existence in this world.
The wrapped man looked at more and more people and left quickly.
The police sergeant who came to investigate looked at the gangster's fatal injuries with horror.
"It was punctured by a sharp instrument, and he died of excessive blood loss."
The experienced police chief quickly saw the reason. He called his men and said, "Bring out the nearby surveillance cameras."
He picked up the knife on the ground with his handkerchief, "These guys have criminal records on them and may be involved in a vendetta."
In this modern society with surveillance, it is not as difficult as you think to investigate something.
There are only entrances and exits to this alley, and surveillance is installed outside the store, so you only need to find the person who enters to know who did it.
Soon, they knew who the murderer was.
But the result made them look at each other in shock.
"A woman?"
When the police chief heard this, he also had a look like you're kidding me.
"So it was Black Widow who did it?"
The whole world knows the Avengers, no wonder the police chief asked.
After all, except for the Black Widow, he has never seen any woman who can face several armed gangsters and kill them.
Brutal killing, the kind where the opponent has no power to fight back.
The blood stains at the scene did not belong to anyone except the deceased.
In other words, if these people are killed, the woman will not even get a single injury.
What is this if not Black Widow?
There was nothing the Sheriff could do, after all, this was what the surveillance footage captured.
Apart from that woman, no one else went in.
This place was originally an area where crimes frequently occurred.
There were also disappearances here last month.
Because of this, no one comes to this place.
The director rubbed his messy hair with a headache and said irritably: "Forget it, have the identities of those people been investigated clearly?"
"They have criminal records, and they were all released from prison not long ago, and..." The police chief hesitated at this, "They are not a normal release procedure."
"Huh?" The director narrowed his eyes.
"Someone manipulated the prison to allow them to be released early, and it was probably related to the disappearance case a month ago."
Saying this, there seems to be a suspicion of throwing the unsolved case on the dead.
He hurriedly added: "One of them had dated multiple women, but all of those women disappeared."
The director felt his head hurt even more.
Obviously I only need to finish these two years to retire and play golf, but now such a difficult thing is happening in London.
Moreover, the person who asked the prison to be released early must also be powerful.
He was reluctant to ask the retiring director to risk offending the investigation.
...
A vampire man is submissive during the day, but turns into a love-struck prodigal at night.
His pale face is a bit unhealthy, but with his blond hair and handsome face, he has successfully become a nightclub prince.
His targets were young girls.
Using his handsome appearance, he successfully attracted a girl who just got pregnant.
This girl never expected that she would fall in love with a vampire once in a while.
Unfortunately, this is not the Twilight Zone.
The purpose of vampires has always been to follow the quantity rather than the heart.
Sitting on the convertible sports car, the girl's vanity was greatly satisfied.
They vented their excess desires and kissed passionately in the car.
Not even looking at the driving road.
The so-called irregular driving makes relatives shed tears.
The vampire's teeth scratched the corners of the girl's mouth, greedily tasting the fresh woman's blood.
The two of them were so carried away that they were completely unaware that on the road they were driving on, a tall, dark-skinned man with a sword on his back and sunglasses was watching him on the roadside.
When the car is about to pass in front of you.
The opponent made a move.
He took out three shurikens and threw them out.
The silver shurikens spread out and flew through the tires of the speeding sports car.
A tire blew out, and the two people who were kissing passionately were startled.
The vampire pushed away the girl who was crawling up like a female snake, and turned the steering wheel with cold sweat on his forehead.
The car hit a fire hydrant and water shot into the sky.
This time, the flame of desire was extinguished.
The girl was shocked, and the vampire suddenly looked back, opening his mouth to reveal his sharp fangs, with a ferocious look on his face.
Behind him, the man walked slowly.
The thick soles stepped on the puddles and splashed water.
A black windbreaker and plate armor hidden under the clothes outline tough lines.
When he saw the man's appearance clearly, the vampire's originally exposed fangs quickly became paler.
"It's you! Vampire Hunter!"
After meeting that person, he no longer had the arrogance he had before.
He quickly crossed the car door and sped away into the distance.
The girl was still in shock and had no idea what was happening.
"Hey, Marvin, wait for me!" She wanted to open the car door, but a big hand wearing a holster roughly pushed the door back.
The girl watched with fear as the big man covered in black walked past her.
A vampire named Marvin is in a panic.
"Damn it, it's actually a day walker!" His body burst out at a speed beyond that of humans, and he ran through the streets and alleys.
"Fortunately, the territory is ahead." Marvin's heart dropped a little when he saw the familiar neon sign.
In this city, vampires occupy several places as territories.
The role of the territory is to provide the blood bank needed by vampires.
Marvin is a vampire blood bank porter.
Today's vampires are polarized. One part is the old school who want to continue to be friendly with humans, and the other side is the ambitious young man.
The old school will buy blood from the hospital to stay alive, while the young and strong will choose to drink the blood of living people to maintain their viciousness.
Marvin's behavior of kidnapping a little girl is obviously not an old-school style.
The vampires who were once hunters have become prey with the changes of the times and their own weaknesses.
The vampire hunter's prey.
Humans have mastered the silver and garlic that kill vampires, and vampire hunters are also born.
And now the one chasing Marvin is the vampire hunter.
Still the strongest one.
blade.
A ruthless man who single-handedly killed several vampire strongholds.
Being targeted by him is undoubtedly a countdown to death.
It had only been ten years since Marvin became a vampire, and he didn't want to die.
While being chased, Marvin couldn't help but look back.
This look made him confused.
Didn't see the blade appear.
Could it be that Blade gave up?
Marvin thought and slowed down his pace.
He has a common problem with many bad guys.
I just like waves.
The vampire territory was just ahead, but he chose to stop and look back.
There will be a price to pay for such stupid behavior.
After he saw no one behind him, Marvin finally remembered that he had to return to the stronghold first.
The moment he turned around, his neck was pierced.
Marvin never understood why he wanted to waste time like this until his death.
He pulled out the sharp blade and returned it to its sheath with a sword flower in his hand.
As a vampire hunter, Blade knows that killing one or two vampires has no effect.
So he chose to start the whole litter directly.
Finding the vampire's lair through Marvin, a silly boy, Blade organized his equipment, entered the building with neon signs, and prepared to kill.
However, when he entered, the first thing he saw was not a vampire.
Blade himself was a half-vampire, his nostrils were twitching, and he could smell the strong smell of blood.
Pushing open the door, he saw corpses all over the ground, dying in various postures.
The blade's expression was solemn and he continued to penetrate deeper.
After walking through the corridor filled with corpses, he came to the cold storage at the end.
One hand carefully placed on the cold storage door and opened it.
There was a secret door leading to the blood bank, and an even more terrifying silence came from inside.
Thick blood stained the steps.
Blade put his hand on the weapon and walked into it step by step.
Inside the vampire blood bank.
A woman with red marks on her neck and clothes stained with blood.
The woman's eyes were full of madness, and she used a low and hoarse voice to interrogate the poor owner of the territory.
"Where is Yadani?"
Her sword plunged into the mouth of the kneeling vampire Viscount.
The powerful Viscount was trembling all over, he had no idea who Yadani was.
This mad woman is brought as a delicious dinner, but becomes a vampire's nightmare.
She cleansed all life, including those humans gathered by the Viscount.
"I-I don't know."
"Lie!" the woman growled, inserting the sword blade deeper into the mouth where the fangs were cut off, she murmured to herself, "The witcher will not let you bastards go, you are lying to me!"
The viscount cried, he didn't even know the witcher, he was just a three hundred year old vampire.
He saw the blade coming in, and as if he saw hope, he stretched out his hand and tried to ask for help.
As a result, the sword passed through his head and cut off half of his head.
The woman danced her sword and flew away the vampire blood.
Slowly turned around and looked at the blade that appeared behind him.
The blade was more solemn than ever before.
Because he discovered that this woman killed all the vampires without using any silverware.
And the woman at this moment was covered in blood, her hair was stained with blood and stuck to her cheeks, and the golden color of her hair could be vaguely seen.
Wearing clothes that do not belong to this world, the blade in his hand is not stained with blood and is full of chills.
He doesn't look like a good person no matter how he looks.
...
An ancient and cursed existence in this world.
The wrapped man looked at more and more people and left quickly.
The police sergeant who came to investigate looked at the gangster's fatal injuries with horror.
"It was punctured by a sharp instrument, and he died of excessive blood loss."
The experienced police chief quickly saw the reason. He called his men and said, "Bring out the nearby surveillance cameras."
He picked up the knife on the ground with his handkerchief, "These guys have criminal records on them and may be involved in a vendetta."
In this modern society with surveillance, it is not as difficult as you think to investigate something.
There are only entrances and exits to this alley, and surveillance is installed outside the store, so you only need to find the person who enters to know who did it.
Soon, they knew who the murderer was.
But the result made them look at each other in shock.
"A woman?"
When the police chief heard this, he also had a look like you're kidding me.
"So it was Black Widow who did it?"
The whole world knows the Avengers, no wonder the police chief asked.
After all, except for the Black Widow, he has never seen any woman who can face several armed gangsters and kill them.
Brutal killing, the kind where the opponent has no power to fight back.
The blood stains at the scene did not belong to anyone except the deceased.
In other words, if these people are killed, the woman will not even get a single injury.
What is this if not Black Widow?
There was nothing the Sheriff could do, after all, this was what the surveillance footage captured.
Apart from that woman, no one else went in.
This place was originally an area where crimes frequently occurred.
There were also disappearances here last month.
Because of this, no one comes to this place.
The director rubbed his messy hair with a headache and said irritably: "Forget it, have the identities of those people been investigated clearly?"
"They have criminal records, and they were all released from prison not long ago, and..." The police chief hesitated at this, "They are not a normal release procedure."
"Huh?" The director narrowed his eyes.
"Someone manipulated the prison to allow them to be released early, and it was probably related to the disappearance case a month ago."
Saying this, there seems to be a suspicion of throwing the unsolved case on the dead.
He hurriedly added: "One of them had dated multiple women, but all of those women disappeared."
The director felt his head hurt even more.
Obviously I only need to finish these two years to retire and play golf, but now such a difficult thing is happening in London.
Moreover, the person who asked the prison to be released early must also be powerful.
He was reluctant to ask the retiring director to risk offending the investigation.
...
A vampire man is submissive during the day, but turns into a love-struck prodigal at night.
His pale face is a bit unhealthy, but with his blond hair and handsome face, he has successfully become a nightclub prince.
His targets were young girls.
Using his handsome appearance, he successfully attracted a girl who just got pregnant.
This girl never expected that she would fall in love with a vampire once in a while.
Unfortunately, this is not the Twilight Zone.
The purpose of vampires has always been to follow the quantity rather than the heart.
Sitting on the convertible sports car, the girl's vanity was greatly satisfied.
They vented their excess desires and kissed passionately in the car.
Not even looking at the driving road.
The so-called irregular driving makes relatives shed tears.
The vampire's teeth scratched the corners of the girl's mouth, greedily tasting the fresh woman's blood.
The two of them were so carried away that they were completely unaware that on the road they were driving on, a tall, dark-skinned man with a sword on his back and sunglasses was watching him on the roadside.
When the car is about to pass in front of you.
The opponent made a move.
He took out three shurikens and threw them out.
The silver shurikens spread out and flew through the tires of the speeding sports car.
A tire blew out, and the two people who were kissing passionately were startled.
The vampire pushed away the girl who was crawling up like a female snake, and turned the steering wheel with cold sweat on his forehead.
The car hit a fire hydrant and water shot into the sky.
This time, the flame of desire was extinguished.
The girl was shocked, and the vampire suddenly looked back, opening his mouth to reveal his sharp fangs, with a ferocious look on his face.
Behind him, the man walked slowly.
The thick soles stepped on the puddles and splashed water.
A black windbreaker and plate armor hidden under the clothes outline tough lines.
When he saw the man's appearance clearly, the vampire's originally exposed fangs quickly became paler.
"It's you! Vampire Hunter!"
After meeting that person, he no longer had the arrogance he had before.
He quickly crossed the car door and sped away into the distance.
The girl was still in shock and had no idea what was happening.
"Hey, Marvin, wait for me!" She wanted to open the car door, but a big hand wearing a holster roughly pushed the door back.
The girl watched with fear as the big man covered in black walked past her.
A vampire named Marvin is in a panic.
"Damn it, it's actually a day walker!" His body burst out at a speed beyond that of humans, and he ran through the streets and alleys.
"Fortunately, the territory is ahead." Marvin's heart dropped a little when he saw the familiar neon sign.
In this city, vampires occupy several places as territories.
The role of the territory is to provide the blood bank needed by vampires.
Marvin is a vampire blood bank porter.
Today's vampires are polarized. One part is the old school who want to continue to be friendly with humans, and the other side is the ambitious young man.
The old school will buy blood from the hospital to stay alive, while the young and strong will choose to drink the blood of living people to maintain their viciousness.
Marvin's behavior of kidnapping a little girl is obviously not an old-school style.
The vampires who were once hunters have become prey with the changes of the times and their own weaknesses.
The vampire hunter's prey.
Humans have mastered the silver and garlic that kill vampires, and vampire hunters are also born.
And now the one chasing Marvin is the vampire hunter.
Still the strongest one.
blade.
A ruthless man who single-handedly killed several vampire strongholds.
Being targeted by him is undoubtedly a countdown to death.
It had only been ten years since Marvin became a vampire, and he didn't want to die.
While being chased, Marvin couldn't help but look back.
This look made him confused.
Didn't see the blade appear.
Could it be that Blade gave up?
Marvin thought and slowed down his pace.
He has a common problem with many bad guys.
I just like waves.
The vampire territory was just ahead, but he chose to stop and look back.
There will be a price to pay for such stupid behavior.
After he saw no one behind him, Marvin finally remembered that he had to return to the stronghold first.
The moment he turned around, his neck was pierced.
Marvin never understood why he wanted to waste time like this until his death.
He pulled out the sharp blade and returned it to its sheath with a sword flower in his hand.
As a vampire hunter, Blade knows that killing one or two vampires has no effect.
So he chose to start the whole litter directly.
Finding the vampire's lair through Marvin, a silly boy, Blade organized his equipment, entered the building with neon signs, and prepared to kill.
However, when he entered, the first thing he saw was not a vampire.
Blade himself was a half-vampire, his nostrils were twitching, and he could smell the strong smell of blood.
Pushing open the door, he saw corpses all over the ground, dying in various postures.
The blade's expression was solemn and he continued to penetrate deeper.
After walking through the corridor filled with corpses, he came to the cold storage at the end.
One hand carefully placed on the cold storage door and opened it.
There was a secret door leading to the blood bank, and an even more terrifying silence came from inside.
Thick blood stained the steps.
Blade put his hand on the weapon and walked into it step by step.
Inside the vampire blood bank.
A woman with red marks on her neck and clothes stained with blood.
The woman's eyes were full of madness, and she used a low and hoarse voice to interrogate the poor owner of the territory.
"Where is Yadani?"
Her sword plunged into the mouth of the kneeling vampire Viscount.
The powerful Viscount was trembling all over, he had no idea who Yadani was.
This mad woman is brought as a delicious dinner, but becomes a vampire's nightmare.
She cleansed all life, including those humans gathered by the Viscount.
"I-I don't know."
"Lie!" the woman growled, inserting the sword blade deeper into the mouth where the fangs were cut off, she murmured to herself, "The witcher will not let you bastards go, you are lying to me!"
The viscount cried, he didn't even know the witcher, he was just a three hundred year old vampire.
He saw the blade coming in, and as if he saw hope, he stretched out his hand and tried to ask for help.
As a result, the sword passed through his head and cut off half of his head.
The woman danced her sword and flew away the vampire blood.
Slowly turned around and looked at the blade that appeared behind him.
The blade was more solemn than ever before.
Because he discovered that this woman killed all the vampires without using any silverware.
And the woman at this moment was covered in blood, her hair was stained with blood and stuck to her cheeks, and the golden color of her hair could be vaguely seen.
Wearing clothes that do not belong to this world, the blade in his hand is not stained with blood and is full of chills.
He doesn't look like a good person no matter how he looks.
...
