Chapter 55
"fuck off!"
The terrifying power of daywalker bloodline makes Cole like a human-shaped war chariot, rushing all the way to the target location!
Left a glance at the watch: 3:59:51 in the morning.
The target distance is fifty meters!
Counting down in my heart, it was too late to hack to death the vampire species blocking the road, hit and kick.
Use all means.
Finally.
When the cold mechanical synthesis sound rang in Cole's ear, there was only one last jump left at the end of the second hand distance time limit!
'The time-limited side mission has been completed. '
'Reward: Voodoo doll. '
【Voodoo Doll: A consumable item, a doll that uses the Imperishable Dark Wood trait, the wearer can despise Death God's summon once: Unexpectedly, I am resurrected again. 】
'Rosie Enor is a pure-blooded Elder who values tradition and peace very much. He knocks on the door five times to show your identity, and he will tell you the location of the Hall of Eternal Night. '
Perhaps the appearance of Cole and the three SEALs running all the way, in the eyes of many vampires, is a manifestation of his fear and cowardice.
The famous vampire butcher, only this.
In their cognition.
If it were Blade, they are the ones who should run away now.
Faced with the one million dollars voluntarily sent to the mouth, no one will let it go easily, so this group of wild beasts, who are not long-eyed, will chase them all the way.
It seems as if Cole is running all the way, it is the timid prey of losing one's head out of fear, chased by them on the street.
After the mechanical synthesis sound is over.
Cole stopped, took a deep breath, and then touched his pants pocket.
"Do any of you smoke?"
Three SEALs holding their weapons, looked nervously at the crowd from all directions, and took this building in just half a minute. The house is a blood-sucking species impenetrable.
Bain's apple squirming, swallowing, his voice trembling slightly, "Walker, they are coming around."
"Damn! The crossbow arrows are out of ammunition."
"Captain Bain, how many bullets do you have?"
"The last magazine."
The vampires gathered three meters away from Cole, one A strong bald man with a metal baseball bat in his hand, he took a step forward and said with a big smile to his kind, "Wow! The vampire butcher, the famous nightcrawler Cole Walker, finally stopped him and escaped. Did you follow in his footsteps?
What shit butcher, he looked like a terrified wild dog just now! Hahaha!"
The vampires suddenly made a mockery laughing out loud.
"A hunter with the same name as Blade? Oh, it scares me."
"Hey! What kind of dog! Didn’t you run fast just now? Why not now Run away? If you kneel down and lock our cow, maybe we will be kind to let you go, hehe."
As if not hearing the foul language of vampire species, Cole bowed his head and hit the metal Flip the lighter, smoke a cigarette, and turn to Bain and said, "Knock on the door of the room behind you five times, and when you encounter vampire, I said I was looking for Rosie Einault about Deacon Frost."
Faced with the approaching vampire species, Bain took a step back and said nervously, "What about you?"
"Me?"
Cole smiled.
Pull out the long knife, wipe off the blood on the blade with the sleeve, "Tsk, have you started to roll the blade?"
Deep inhaling a big mouthful of cigarettes and spit out half of the burnt Cigarette butts, white smoke in his mouth and nose slowly drifted away, Cole looked up at the blood slave who walked in front of him with a baseball bat in his hand, and slammed his knees on the crotch.
When the blood slave bent down because of the severe pain, he grabbed his hair, Cole said with a smile, "You don’t want to hide, and you don’t want to die. It’s hard for me to do it."
"Fak! I want to kill..."
Brawny had not enough time to violently attack Cole, the long knife fell, and a burning human head fell to the ground, blood splattered.
Then Cole pulled his pocket and took a step forward.
It is as if it comes with an invisible and powerful aura.
this step.
Forcibly pushed the huge number of blood slaves back together.
Behind him.
The three of Bain knocked on the door of the room, and the one who received them was a bodyguard wearing sunglasses, a suit and tie.
After explaining your intention.
He glanced at Cole's back and said indifferently, "Butcher, Master Enor has been waiting for you for a long time."
Cole waved his back to him and said, "I and this The little cute group handles some personal affairs, let him wait a little longer."
Bang.
The iron gate was closed heavily.
Cole activated the blood flames, the smile on his face gradually cooled, holding knives in both hands, spitting on the ground, and suddenly roared, "Fuck yours!"
In a flash.
Like a wolf into the flock!
Under the blood flame long knife, no blood slave can survive a second in the blood flame after three evolutions.
Screams of horror, burning corpses, flying ashes!
The aggressive vampire species, in this brief moment, finally understood why the man was nicknamed the'vampire butcher'.
Boom!
A blood slave who quietly walked behind Cole and beat him on the back with an iron pipe, before he had time to show a successful sneak attack smile.
What awaits him is Cole's sudden turn of his head, the death gaze of face covered in blood.
"Fuck, it's over..."
For experienced hunters and daywalker bloodline, Cole's body highlights a beating resistance.
Sneak attack is not so much a success.
The hard hand from the hand of the blood slave is more like hitting a stone.
Here.
Like a wild beast that has blown up its nest, a dozen blood-sucking species who were hacked to death in front of each other retreat one after another, wail like ghosts and howl like wolves, scrambling and running around.
"Crazy! That guy is crazy!"
"Fuck! Who told me that you can make a million dollars with hands?! I won't tear him up Mouth!"
"Stop chasing me! Wow, mother help!"
Cole holding a long knife, like a Demon God of blood, while hacking to death nearby is unlucky Dan, while cursing frantically, "You dogs! Stop, don't you run away!"
Grasp the arm of a passing blood slave, elbow him on the neck, and forcefully Throwing to the ground, he jumped up and trampled his face crazily with his boots. While stepping on it, he wiped the blood off his face and cursed.
"Asshole! Give me back! Fak Fak Fak! Chase, like chasing?!"
It is not difficult to slaughter vampire species in a confined environment, because they have no way out .
But in the empty street, the frightened blood-sucking species rushed away, like dirty water falling on the ground. Seriously, Cole really had nothing to do with them.
The effort of drooling.
Originally crowded, aggressive streets, in the blink of an eye, only Cole and the vampire screaming under his feet were left. Apart from this, a ghost shadow could not be seen.
Take the blood slave on the ground in his hand, Cole looked very fierce and said, "Go back and tell your kind, today's things are not over!"
Fiercely He slammed on the street lamp post, and Cole kicked him hard.
Waiting for this hapless guy with his whole body wounded and his face squashed, he scrambled to flee. Cole took out the cigarette case, only to find that the cigarettes inside were all broken.
Pinch the cigarette case.
took a deep breath to calm the anger that is about to be rekindled.
Receive the knife, put his hands in the pockets, and walk to the front of the room.
Bain pushed open the door and held the tactical helmet above his head, as if he had met Cole for the first time. The veteran held back for a long time, then raised his thumb and whispered, "Awesome."