Six hundred and thirty seventh chapter brazenly meet the enemy
The descendants of the seven major families have strong physiques and quick reactions, far beyond those of ordinary people, especially the top experts of each family. When danger approaches, they are as fast as ghosts and sneak into the blind spot. The stone floor where they were originally was stirred up by powerful bullets.
There were pieces of smoke and dust, and shocking mottled bullet marks appeared.
The M107, which can penetrate light armored vehicles within two kilometers, is invincible. Even the most powerful characters in the second generation of the Seven Families have no guts to withstand it.
This round of shooting with little effect resulted in the exposure of most of the sniper points. Dozens of strong men belonging to the seven major families jumped up the stone wall at a speed that was extremely difficult to catch with the naked eye while avoiding the bullets. They jumped out of the castle and attacked separately. The speed
They were so fast that the sniper couldn't see them clearly, let alone take aim.
With Yang Chen's lurking group of more than thirty people ready to make a move, they were just waiting for Yang Chen's order to engage in a bloody and possibly very tragic fight.
Yang Chen was as steady as a mountain and still stood still. It was not the last moment when he needed to fight to the death.
boom!
There was an explosion in the jungle.
Roaring flames covered dozens of square meters in radius, and the air waves destroyed large trees and overturned a middle-aged vampire, Sauron, a second-generation member of the Victor family, who was rushing forward.
The guy flipped around and hit hard against the thick trunk of a tall spruce tree.
The violent impact and explosion force did not damage his strong body, but only caused this man who loved tuxedos to lose his previous elegance and nobility, and his clothes were ragged and his face was gray.
He stood up straight and saw clearly how embarrassed he was, with a ferocious face, and murmured: "Despicable thing, let's see how I torture you next..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He tore open his clothes and exposed his upper body. There were more than a dozen black holes in his muscular chest and abdomen, which seemed to be caused by metal projectiles fired by bomb explosions.
blackened.
The burning pain spread.
He was stunned for a moment and realized what was going on. The metal projectile that penetrated his body was made of silver.
"Despicable!" Sauron was so angry that he no longer had the calmness and confidence he had just now. He staggered back a few steps and turned around to return to the castle to heal his wounds.
There was an almost inaudible gunshot... Sauron then fell down, covering his heart with his hands, feeling extremely painful. He turned his face with difficulty, staring at the dense bushes dozens of meters away, feeling sad, angry and aggrieved. If he hadn't been booby-trapped
Dazed and disturbed by his injuries, the Arctic Fox warrior lurking not far away had no chance of succeeding.
Sauron was not the only one who was unlucky. There were explosions and gunshots in the jungle.
In front of several broken wooden windows in the meeting room, the heads of the seven major families stood still, completely exposed to the sight of the snipers, fearless.
"This is not Byrne's method, it is an ordinary mortal." The old man who spoke was none other than Olma, the leader of the Victor family, with a cold smile mixed with a touch of sarcasm.
Ridiculing human arrogance?
Or mocking the Monratu family for being reduced to being humiliated by mortals?
No one knows what this ancient powerful man in the vampire world thinks.
But this was enough to make Vlad lose all face. He was so angry that he stared at a bullet fired from a hundred meters away. The bullet suddenly slowed down, as if encountering great resistance. When it flew in front of Vlad, it lost all kinetic energy.
, suspended in the air, indescribably bizarre.
The sniper who observed the movement through the scope was stunned.
Vlad glanced at the hilltop opposite, snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to hold the two-centimeter-long pointed warhead, kneaded it slowly a few times, and dropped it on the ground. The warhead was severely deformed and twisted.
"No matter who it is, there is only one end for challenging the Monlato family, death!" Vlad said as he looked down at the palm that had touched the silver bullet with an expressionless face, and the black scars quickly faded and disappeared.
For thousands of years, the physique of the vampires has continued to evolve. The Bible records that most of the things that could threaten their lives have lost their effect, including sunlight.
The lethality of silver also decreases with the passage of time. For an ancient strong man like Vlad, it is useless unless it penetrates into the heart.
After hearing Vlad's murderous words, Alma, who knew that talking more was useless, smiled calmly and calmly watched the fierce battle outside the castle.
Although powerful booby traps and assassins skilled in assassination played a significant role, they could not reverse the cruel situation of being passively beaten.
Most of the vampires seemed to have managed to break through the trap in embarrassment, with their combat effectiveness not diminished at all. Dozens of dead soldiers were torn apart by them with little ability to fight back.
The jungle is filled with the smell of blood, which is like the best stimulant, stimulating vampires to go crazy.
"Snipers withdraw." Yang Chen gritted his teeth and ordered. Even though he had expected that the thirty people lying in ambush near the minefield would be in danger, seeing the tragic situation with his own eyes still made him feel heartbroken.
Thirty lives.
It was just the beginning of this bloody killing.
"It's our turn..." Yang Chen, who was lurking in the bushes, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his arm guards with exquisite carvings. He slowly stood up straight, and more than thirty heroes appeared with him.
Cover the retreat of two hundred snipers.
Causing greater casualties to the Monlatou family.
These two goals made this group of battle-hardened men feel like they were dead.
The vampires who were supposed to deal with the snipers were immediately attracted by Yang Chen's group. The snipers were unwilling to retreat, but the trees blocking the sky blocked their view and they could not help Yang Chen, so they had to obey the order.
Yang Chen was the first to attack.
A middle-aged vampire, with a scornful sneer on his pale cheeks, faced Yang Chen with his bare hands. In his opinion, dealing with weak mortals was like chopping melons and vegetables.
But when he pinched Yang Chen's wrist, he was horrified. The pain he had never felt before spread through his body from his palms. He hurriedly let go, but it was too late. The huge pain made him fall to the ground.
"Die!" Yang Chen said as he revealed a sharp blade and cut off the opponent's head. The bloody scene fell into the eyes of other vampires.
They had never seen any mortal kill the descendants of the seven major families so easily, let alone the elder of the Victor family who died.
A human or a god?
They stopped and stared at Yang Chen, at a loss.
Yang Chen, who had taken the lead, kicked away the headless corpse and looked around, a look of disdain on his handsome face. It turned out that vampires were just as greedy and afraid of death as ordinary people.
Long San, Long Eleven, Long Fifteen, Long Nineteen and more than thirty people were so excited that they threw away their guns and pulled out the sterling silver triangular spurs they carried with them, feeling so heroic.
The vampire looked at them sideways and was frightened. For the first time in his long life, he encountered a group of madmen who treated them as if they were nothing. He mistakenly thought that they were all as fierce as Yang Chen and was at a loss.
Yang Chen stood proudly motionless. Long San and others understood this guy's intentions and did not act rashly. They managed to frighten the opponent. The longer the delay, the better it would be for the sniper to evacuate.
The two sides faced off silently.
Unfortunately, this situation did not last long due to Watson's timely arrival.
"He is the only one who is difficult to deal with, the others... are vulnerable," Watson revealed the secret.
"kill!"
Yang Chen made a decisive decision and charged directly at Watson, killing more than thirty men who were not afraid of death without hesitation.
