Chapter 272
'You are a born thug and executioner, retirement and seclusion, family and years of tempering, not only did not make you amiable, on the contrary, you became more taciturn and daunting.
Even if you know that the dead wife and children are all imaginary settings, the hatred and hatred of dark creatures turns into endless anger and burns in your heart.
Like the retired killer whose pet dog was tortured and killed, only the blood and death of the enemy can extinguish the manic anger in his heart. '
'Kill Reaper, next, it's their turn. '
'Reward 1: Gun Fighting; Reward 2: Friends of Vampire. '
【Spear Fighting Technique: Years and months of practice and killing, far beyond ordinary people's tyrannical physical quality, so that you have all the basics of using spear fighting technique.
Blunt’s killing is certainly effective.
But the gorgeous technique makes it easier to make your enemies fearful.
Now.
You can use all firearms proficiently.
After pulling the trigger, your memory of the remaining number of bullets in the magazine has become instinct.
You have mastered the special skills of changing magazines, and the speed of changing magazines is three times faster.
You have mastered special shooting skills, and your hit rate has increased dramatically.
You have mastered the special moving skills, the enemy's bullets are more difficult to hit you, and the level of gorgeousness in the battle is super doubled.
Boss of a demon firm with a mouthful of talk: First, let's take it out! Then, let it take my strenuous blow! fiercely...fiercely...from every angle! Poke to the end! ]
[Vampire's Friends: You will always meet some dark creatures unexpectedly, especially favored by witches and vampires.
As a ferocious hunter, just hearing your name is enough to make dark creatures hide in a corner shiver coldly, or...have some strange thoughts about you personally.
In every sense, you really deserve this title. 】
Whistler leaning on the shelf raised his eyebrows, taunted, "It seems that our vampire friends have to be more careful."
Cole put the gun away.
Quickly scan the large statements given by system.
Compared with the strange and ambiguous description of Friends of Vampire, the various techniques of gunfighting techniques appeared in his consciousness very naturally.
Among them, there are some unbelievable killing actions.
Whistler pulled out a pack of cigarettes in his coat pocket, glanced at the sign and said, "It's still a high level product, a rich little bastard."
Get one After Gen set himself ablaze, he was thrown back to Cole by his coat.
Blade smiled at the embarrassed Reinhardt, with a slightly excited expression, turned around and said to Nissa, "If you want to catch a hunter, you have to start with the prey.
The goal is the place where all vampires gather at night.
Blood bank, safe house, the bigger the better.
So, where is our first goal?"
Nisa frowns and Assad looked at each other.
Obviously, compared to hunting Reaper, Blade is more interested in understanding the location of the secret vampire gathering place, so that he can't wait.
However, now that the cooperation has been reached...Nisa was silent for a while and said where she would act tonight.
"House of Pain."
Two hours later.
An old van driving out of a scrap factory, pulling a cart full of advanced millennial instruments, weapons and ammunition.
Stopped at the intersection of a poor and chaotic neighborhood.
As the chief technician of the Reaper processing team, Scud holds a pair of high-tech hidden swords composed of a pneumatic device and EDTA injection, and explains to Blade how to use it.
Whistler opened the weapon box and distributed the weapon one after another to the members of the blood bag, such as Jiazhen.
"The muzzle contains a capsule bullet of silver nitrate and garlic extract. This super high-speed gun can shoot silver cones at a speed of 6000 feet per second, because you bastards vampire don’t like sunlight. I’m shooting I have a UV filter in my mouth..."
After distributing the weapons.
The members of the blood bag did not forget before leaving, taunting Whistler and Blade.
When Reinhardt deliberately smashed Whistler away and walked down in front of Blade, he deliberately said, "You better take care of your dog, or I will do it for you."
For purebreds, mixed-races and blood slaves are not of the same kind, let alone low-slut types that are only suitable for food.
Blade suddenly violent.
Grabbing Reinhardt, twisting his arm, slammed, and finally pressed a mosaic mini-bomb behind his head.
"Now, you have a detonating device implanted in the back of your brain, silver nitrate. If you try to remove it, it will explode, and the detonator is on my body."
Talking.
When everyone heard the blood bag, they turned their heads.
Blade pushed Reinhardt away, took out the detonator, and said, "As long as you look at my eyes..."
Press the switch.
The tiny bomb attached to the back of Reinhardt’s skull was ticking.
Then smile at everyone.
This improvised Reaper handles squad before it officially enters the working state.
In order to deal with Blade.
More than ten years ago, the vampires who painted the safe house sign on the wall magnificently, now they are replaced with fluorescent agent to avoid people's eyes and ears.
Whistler is holding a sniper rifle, which is placed on top of a nearby building.
In the infrared sensor sight, only the body temperature of Blade and Cole, which shows the red of normal human beings, and the other vampires are all low-temperature blue.
Arrive at the entrance of the safe house.
Nisa stopped and said to Blade in a serious tone, "You are about to enter our world, you will see something, eat...
But please remember Why are you here."
End.
Yu Guang glanced at the silent Cole who was walking at the very end with a long knife behind him.
After getting an affirmative answer from Blade.
The guard opened the door of the safe house.
But if you want to really enter it, you need to pass through a corridor full of various surgical tools, or...vampire tableware, through blood recognition, to reach the real safe house.
After the fully soundproof steel lift door is opened.
Compared to a safe house.
This is more like a nightclub that only provides services for vampire.
Cool-toned spotlights flicker and dazzle.
The fast-paced pop music makes bloodline spray.
The crowded vampires gather on the dance floor, twist their bodies, and vent their vigorous energy.
Seeing this situation, Blade brows slightly wrinkle, "Are you kidding?"
There is no doubt.
To find a carrier infected with Reaper virus in a huge nightclub with hundreds or even thousands of people is no less than finding a needle in a haystack.
Nisa smiled inexplicably.
Maybe I am proud of it.
Perhaps, Blade's surprise made her very happy.
This time.
Cole, who was always silent, walked to Nissa's side, threw away the cigarette butt, and drew the scratched long knife, just as he did when he violently broke into other safe houses many years ago.
Looked towards Nissa with eyes lacking emotional fluctuations, indifferently said, "Do all vampire like to dance?"