Chapter 270
Whistler, who stood by, opened his mouth and hesitated. He glanced at Carley, whose haircut was disrupted, and said, "You have not changed at all from that year, Cole."
Karay looked up at Cole.
Perhaps the hatred and hatred are hidden deeply.
The look in the lawyer's eyes does not change much.
Get up and wipe the blood on the corners of your mouth, straighten your glasses, and signal to Nissa that he is okay. Take a deep breath and say to Blade, “We spent two years training a special force, blood bags, You come to lead them."
Blade was slightly surprised, "Two years?"
Nisa looked directly into Cole's eyes with a very unhappy expression, turned her head and said, " Originally, the blood bag was here to hunt you, Blade."
Scud jokingly said, "So, they are now hunting Reaper instead, wow, cool."
Dawn is here .
Eri Damaskinos was slightly nodded to Blade, and Assad, who was standing by, hurriedly said to Blade, "After dark, my blood bag and I will meet you in the third factory. ."
"Factory No.3?"
"Your base of operations in Bucharest."
The investigation by the kingdom of vampire is so clear that it clearly goes beyond Blade Expected.
But I didn't say much.
I was ordered by the owner here.
People no longer stay for long.
Led by Assad, he walked to the tarmac when he came.
Walking at the end, Cole noticed that someone was peeping behind him, turned around, and collided with the gaze of the king of vampire.
In a sense.
This Old Guy looks very similar to Chad Norma.
The same cyan-gray color skin, bald head, and blood vessels are clearly visible.
But compared to the appearance of Norma monster.
Damaskinos, wearing a black robe and with long pointed ears, is more like some kind of alchemist corrupted by evil.
Of course, Cole knows that there is a father and son relationship between them.
In view of Blade I, after destroying the plot reversing device, it will fail to restart the plot, so he chose to push the plot step by step.
Moreover, the class composition of the vampire world in the Blade universe is very similar to human beings.
bloodline, surname, wealth.
These three are the elements that constitute the upper class, not personal military force.
Cole noticed his gaze.
The king of vampire smiled inexplicably, and then Cole also smiled.
The pure steel door slowly fell, blocking their sight.
Stand in place.
Draw out a cigarette.
The crisp sound of the lighter sounded.
Cole stepped out.
Rather than slaughtering the Old Guy himself, he is more inclined to wait until Chad Norma meets the Royal Father to witness the touching scene of his father’s kindness and filial piety.
An hour later.
Somewhere in an abandoned factory.
Leaning against the iron guardrail.
Whistler said to Blade in a hoarse, old voice, "What is your real idea?"
Blade put on leather gloves and said in a silly tone," They will kill us whenever they get the chance."
Scud browses tightly knit and said, "We won't do it, will we?"
"No."
p>Blade walked to the side of the guardrail and looked at Cole, who was sitting alone smoking underneath, and said, "Let’s pretend to cooperate first, and take advantage of their opportunity to take us deeper to see how their world is. It's working."
Whistler walked down the stairs, took off his denim jacket and said disdainfully, "I have seen enough of their world, and now the top position of the food chain is not guaranteed, scared them to pee their pants."
Sitting next to Cole, the red-necked old man stretched out his hand for a cigarette, and then said, "Then you, pig slayer, don't you want to take this opportunity to go deep into the vampire world and go crazy, Revenge for your wife and children?"
Light the cigarette for the old hunter, Cole indifferently said, "You are right, but you have to wait until the Reaper is processed."
Talking.
I looked towards the Scud lying on the railing, and saw that the twenty-five guy was panicking in his heart, and couldn't help but move his gaze away and didn't dare to look at Cole.
Whistler followed Cole's line of sight, and looked up towards a scud that looked like a street gangster.
The old hunter's instinct told him.
That night, Cole, who was following behind Nissa and Assad, must have seen something, but never said it.
With the help of the waiting time during the day, everyone finds their own place to rest, conserve strength and store up energy for the action at night.
...
After sunset.
The last sunset glow disappeared into the sky.
The predators hiding in the shadows quietly walked out of the shelter, mixed into the crowd, waiting for opportunities.
A compartment in the factory.
Blade, as usual, fixes himself on a chair before acting and injects serum.
But I was bumped into by Nissa who opened the door and walked in.
I looked at it and said in silence, "They are waiting for you to review, daywalker."
Five minutes later.
Seeing Blade appearing, Assad got up and introduced, "Blade, see the blood bag.
Light hammer, Verlaine, priest, snowman, Chupa and Reinhardt. "
Guanghammer and Verlaine are a vampire couple, with bald heads and red hair.
The priest has curly hair in a shawl, with small round eyes, and a German accent when he speaks.
Chupa is tall and sturdy, wearing a lock armor.
The bald Reinhardt wears the same blade sunglasses and the same black leather jacket.
The snowman is the only Asian with smoky makeup and a katana on his back.
As soon as they met, the two sides had a medicinal smell.
Among them, Reinhardt, the oldest and strongest, raised his chin, walked up to Blade, pretending to be friendly, sorry to ask, and said, "Blade, we all want to know. .."
Blade stretched his ears in front of him.
"What?"
Reinhardt moved his face over and lowered his voice, but he could be heard by everyone.
"Are you shy?"
Cuppa said with a smile, "Well said, daddy."
Be openly provoked.
Blade lifts the head, smile, and say, "Okay, I understand, you trained for two years, just to prepare to kill me.
Now, I'm standing here .
Excited, isn't it?"
Just when he was about to have fun with this group of vampires.
But listening to the creak sound of a rusty iron door being pushed open, it suddenly sounded in the empty factory building.
Everyone looked towards the man who was not far away, carrying the black coat on his shoulder and holding a cigarette in one hand.
The priest said with a smile in his German accent, "Nisa, is he the person you mentioned? The Butcher of Fire Knife... Only humans would use such a stupid name."
Reinhardt raised his chin slightly to provoke Blade, then passed him and walked straight over.
I used one hand to stop Cole, shook his head in confusion, said with a smile, "Wait, besides Blade, you also want to join us?
Butcher?
To be honest, this name is really stupid, like a hillbilly who deals with cow dung every day."
while speaking.
I laughed deliberately and bared his fangs to Cole.
Maybe I want to see his fear and anger on this man's face.
After all.
No one will not be afraid of being in close contact with natural enemies.