Chapter 672: Transfer

Below the tiankeng is an area the size of a football field. Su Ming calculated the speed and time of his landing and concluded that the minaret was about 800 meters high.

At this time, at the bottom of the tiankeng, there was an ear-piercing alarm echoing, and some pale-faced people were busy with various instruments and equipment, as if checking what was wrong with the spire.

"Leave it to you." Su Ming turned his head and confessed to the evil spirit knight on the side.

The evil spirit's flame-burning pupils glanced at him, and the skull nodded. He loosened the horse's rein and drew a lever-style rifle from the saddle bag.

As the fire of **** spread, this weapon became big and hideous, the complicated patterns outline the beauty of violence, and the caliber of the gun grew like a blow.

After half a second, he held a grenade launcher with a string of skulls in his muzzle.

"drive!"

He slammed the horse's belly, the burning horse speeded up instantly, and the fire in the cave fell quickly.

The vampires naturally discovered this light source, but it was too late, and the huge bullets wrapped in **** flames suddenly exploded in the crowd.

Anything touched by a trace of flame will spread all over the body instantly, turning the blood race into a human-shaped torch.

With a gunshot, Su Ming landed on the bottom of the minaret. Here is the console to monitor the livestock on the minaret.

From the display screen, the minaret is like a long bunch of grapes standing upside down. At this time, all the red dots are displayed on the position of the ‘grapes’, indicating that they are dead.

He used the Godkiller to stab several obstructive blood races to death, and Su Ming searched the surroundings, but like Satan said, the vampire had nothing.

Except for a few bottles that look like red wine, but are actually a collection of virgin blood, there are only a few scattered dollars.

These lower-level vampires have no background. If they want to get some wealth easily, they still have to destroy the vampires that are more than a hundred years old.

The ghost knows whether the blood scientist is not here, or has been killed in the chaos just now, but the upper entrance of the spire is the fake sewer, in fact, it is only the place for maintenance and filling, and the lower entrance is the real movement line.

Walking along the thickest pipe, Su Ming found a huge pool of blood with a thick black paste inside, which was a sign when the blood was about to dry up.

Next to the blood pool is a modern bottling line. Vampires will pour blood into prepared wine bottles in this underground factory and then deliver it to a certain place.

The pungent smell made Su Ming's desire to kill rise like a tide, and he continued to check with the original impulse.

He discovered that anticoagulant, which is vampire's saliva, would be injected into the blood pool before filling. Do consumers of this kind of wine really have no objection?

Su Ming shook his head and walked along the assembly line. Finally, he saw piles of wooden boxes, which were thrown into a huge cave like a warehouse. On the other side of the cave, a faint sound of running water could be heard. It is an underground river.

Prying open a box and peeling open the covered straw, Su Ming was very dissatisfied with the packaging on the bottle. These vampires actually faked Skywalker's drinks.

He unscrewed a bottle and smelled it. In addition to the smell of blood, the vampire actually added some flavoring to it. The blood smelled sweet.

The evil spirit knight came to him at this time: "The trial is over."

"Turn off the fire, wait a while." Su Ming nodded, threw the bottle away and found a box by himself and sat down: "The warehouse is almost full. If there is someone to pick up the goods, it should be coming soon."

Palem put out the flames on his body, he took a few violent breaths, and gradually calmed down.

"Is the underground river over there?" The knight picked his chin into the darkness in the distance.

"Yes, the underground temperature is higher, and it won't be frozen in winter. You can keep things flowing throughout the year." Su Ming handed him a cigarette and signaled him to take a break: "Through the underground river network, they may move from the city. Drill out under any shaded manhole cover in the suburbs."

"It may also lead to another pier and turn into tunnel traffic." He took the cigarette and knocked on his knees to make the tobacco firmer.

"Yes, there are many possibilities, so we have to wait for the kinsmen who receive the goods. Don't worry about it. Anyway, there is Hela. Just don't burn the body. She should be able to read the memory from the brain."

Su Ming leaned back, hiding in the dark, and the environment here was much more at ease.

"Sounds disgusting."

"Fortunately, she is a **** of darkness, and I don't bother to go into details about her abilities."

The two leaned together smoking cigarettes and waiting, but there was silence outside. After a while, with the sound of footsteps, the two women also found them.

"It's over?" Su Ming glanced at them and continued to lower his head to smoke.

"We were wrong, don't be angry." Satanah immediately stuck again, her blood-red lips rubbing against Su Ming's ear, and she whispered: "The big deal, I will let you first...and then. .....how about it?"

Watching her biting one of her lower lip, looking at him with big eyes, showing a shy and seductive look, and slowly unzipping the coat...

Su Ming was too lazy to answer, he turned his gaze to Hela.

"Look at when the person receiving the goods will come. I have left a few more complete bodies."

Hela sat on the wooden box on the side and stretched out her two long legs. She stretched out her hand and waved, and soon a corpse with a hole in her chest knelt in front of her, and she put her legs on On the shoulders of the corpse.

"Midgard is divided into twenty-four hours a day, when is one thirty?" After a silent exchange, Hela asked Su Ming for the time.

"It should be East Coast time, so we still have about ten minutes." Su Ming raised his hand and looked at the table below. Strangulation was more convenient than when he was wearing armor. At that time, he had to take off his hand armor. Now it directly reveals the dial: "Listen to the movement of the underground river over there, try to catch it alive."

"I know, I'll do it." Hela turned the foot-stepped body into black and gray, stood up and strode into the darkness.

.........................

"Are you sure he is still alive?"

Ten minutes passed quickly. During this period, Su Ming and others heard the sound of the steamer and the screams that followed. Everything did not last long, and then the sea pulled a huge black spiral back to the few Among people.

Just like a roast chicken, the spiral inserted through the back of a vampire and passed out of his mouth. All his limbs were missing, and the black and red blood dragged a broad red carpet.

Hearing Satan’s question, Hela was very calm: “If I don’t want it to die, it’s hard for it to die.”

Su Ming bent over and observed it. The vampire's consciousness was a bit blurred. Now is a good time to interrogate, Hela is quite knowledgeable.

"I've left the question to you. Ask where the wine is sent and who is the leader above."

Before Hela answered, Satan added another sentence: "By the way, ask if any of them has a soul among the vampires, thank you."

Hela raised a hand, and a cloud of black smoke was condensed on it. She tore the vampire's nose directly and poured the black smoke in.

Soon, the bleeding of the limbs stopped, and the bloodthirsty light in the eyes of the vampire was replaced by the dark green fire. Hela squeezed his head and communicated silently with him, which is more efficient and more reliable.

"I have asked, but I suspect that it has nothing to do with Dracula. The elder of their clan is Duke Joe Varney. Recently, this person began to call himself King Varney. These blood wines will be transferred several times to a fortress. It is the home base of King Vanni."

"Location." Su Ming stood up.

"It only knows that it's mostly Virginia, Richmond." Hela said a place name, which was a bit confusing to her, and she didn't know where it was: "By the way, vampires are very important to the soul. This thing is not understood at all."

Su Ming looked at Parham, threw away his cigarette **** and stomped it out. The black and yellow mask covered his face: "Are you ready to meet President Jefferson?"

Palham shook his head with a wry smile. Richmond was once the capital of the Southern Army during the Civil War, and Jefferson was the only president of the Southern Union.

Richmond originally referred to Richmondshire in the United Kingdom, but during the colonial era, many North American cities were named using British place names, just like New York. In fact, it means adding new before York to represent New Yorkshire.

Richmond is simply recruiting, and there are only 27 cities and towns named Richmond in every state in the United States, which is a mess.

"Jefferson still has statues and monuments, but what about the people who died in the civil war? No one knows." Palem also dropped his cigarette, stepped on the horse, and the flames swallowed him instantly.

Su Ming asked Satan to prepare the portal, while he looked at the Ghost Rider: "It is not easy to find a castle in the United States. Fortunately, there are many fortresses left by the Southern Army in Richmond. Think about it. Where is the most likely."

"Not only fortresses of the Southern Army, but also fortresses during the colonial period and the War of Independence." The sound of the burning skeleton became like a demon, but this did not affect his thinking: "If the blood race chooses the oldest castle, then it is Harry. Mori Fortress, if they want to choose the most luxurious one, it will be Vianborg."

Su Ming turned his eyes to the two women: "What do you think?"

"The oldest." Hela gave this answer. She thinks that if a vampire wants to be king, he must show that his blood is ancient and pure, and a castle with a sense of history is more appropriate.

Although hundreds of years of history are not so attractive to her ~www.NovelMTL.com~, don't be too demanding for human beings.

Satanna opposed it. She turned her head while she was setting up the spell, and said: "The most luxurious."

The hypocritical nobleness of vampires, the glitz and the depravity, they will definitely choose the magnificent and best decorated castle, so as to be worthy of their vanity.

If a castle has no place to hold a dance party, vampires will never live, and military fortresses should be ranked behind.

Although both of them are **** lords, their opinions are opposite.

In fact, the most reasonable way is to go during the day. As long as it is not against Dracula, no matter how many vampires are not opponents during the day, let the two women directly demolish the house and lift the coffin out of the basement to bask in the sun. .

Unfortunately, time is racing against time, not only to stop the plan of the blood race, but also to stop the plan of the strangers, and can't wait for the sun to rise.

"Lead the way, knight." Su Ming pointed to the portal that was blazing: "Go and take a look."