"It's already twelve o'clock." Ross looked at the northwest sky above Gotham City. Even though the sky in the DC area was always crisscrossed by criss-crossed wires and iron ladders, it did not prevent several people from seeing the sky rising high.
rocket.
Dracula smiled and was about to say something to celebrate, when the rocket turned into an explosion of sparks in the blink of an eye!
Dracula paused while holding the goblet.
Rose's right hand made a rare creaking noise.
The scene fell into extreme silence.
The rocket... did not take off normally as the two expected. In other words... the No. 5 chemical compound they installed in the rocket was completely destroyed in the sky of Gotham City along with the rocket!
Rose's face in the shadows twitched and twisted, and he finally regained his composure. After all, the situation was not bad enough to make him lose his temper. The failure of the No. 5 Compound Agent dispersal plan did not affect their continued attempts to use other methods.
Achieve the purpose.
And Ross's own research on the Hulk has reached the final stage. The technical information on the Green Goblin potion has also been obtained from Norman Osborn, and the research information on the Lizard is also in his hands... The method of restoring the arm
The plan is urgently awaiting success!
"The plan failed, kill them!" Ross said expressionlessly.
Dracula sighed: "It seems this is not a happy Christmas."
He raised his arm, and the embroidered gold cuffs flicked gently, and several bloody bats flew out from it. They screamed and pounced on the three Franks who were sitting or standing.
Just when Frank and the three of them thought they were certain to die, a huge change suddenly occurred!
A black off-road vehicle crashed through the earthen wall of the shed and thrust its entire front into the shed.
Amid the steam, a tall man in black walked in domineeringly, accompanied by the sound of gravel falling to the ground.
"Bang bang bang!" The visitor held a seven- or eight-inch long shotgun and pulled the trigger. Bullets hit the blood bat one after another.
The blood bats fell down in response, letting out pitiful wails, changing their previous invincible attitude - no matter what attack method Frank used, stabbing or shooting, the blood bats could ignore it.
The appearance of the man in black changed this suffocating situation. His bullets even gave Count Dracula a headache. While dodging, he missed the best opportunity to kill the three Franks.
Ross shouted: "This is the person behind the three Franks? Mr. Earl, your men actually led him here?!"
"Shut up!" Count Dracula's fangs appeared, shining with a silvery white light. He spread his wings and pounced on the three Franks who got into the black off-road vehicle one after another.
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Earl!" Blade Runner Eric Brooks showed his huge white front teeth and smiled cheerfully. Since he is a black man, these two completely different colors are more obvious, in Dracula's eyes.
It also becomes more ironic and profound.
"Seeking death!" Dracula used his blood-red claws to grab Eric, but he was forced to retreat to defend himself by the grenade thrown by the opponent's backhand.
That’s right, the special grenade comes with garlic liquid!
Creatures like vampires are naturally restrained by garlic and silver!
This is why Eric was able to force him back with a shotgun!
Eric drove away quickly, because the soldiers on General Ross' side reacted quickly and drew their guns to fight back. Under the intensive fire suppression, retreat became their only option.
Eric seemed to know the environment of the DC area well. He drove the off-road vehicle around and around. He responded with a hearty smile to the questioning looks of the three people in the back seat: "Let me introduce myself briefly. My name is Blade. For now, please refer to me.
As a vampire...that is, the mortal enemy of that stinky rat... The three of you will get into your own car at the entrance of the DC area later. One of you should be able to drive..."
Frank lost too much blood and is now semi-conscious.
Bruce glanced at the indifferent Wade and took the initiative to take on the important task: "I'll drive."
"When the time comes, you drive to the right, and I'll drive to the left to lure that nasty vampire away... He will most likely chase me..." Eric glanced at Frank through the rearview mirror.
"You guys... forget it..." He pressed the brake button, "Leave quickly, this is not the place you should be."
Bruce and Wade looked at each other, and Wade surprisingly didn't say another word. After the two helped Frank into the black car, Bruce got into the driver's seat, neglecting to fasten his seat belt, and inserted the car key into the keyhole:
"Where should we go?!"
He stepped on the accelerator and drove to the right to leave the DC area as instructed. However, Bruce felt very confused about his next goal.
They have found the one-armed general Ross... but they do not have the strength to take revenge, so they can only be chased and killed like rats crossing the street...
Now, where should they go?
Go back to Wayne Manor?
What will happen if he goes back? Bruce Wayne is still the same Bruce Wayne, still the Bruce Wayne who has no power to fight back against Count Dracula, the Bruce Wayne who cannot even complete his revenge.<
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He will still be weak, still...
"Damn it!"
Bruce punched the steering wheel.
"Don't think about it now, send Frank to the hospital!" Wade made a reliable judgment for the first time.
Bruce turned his head and looked at Frank, who was covered in blood. He took a deep breath and nodded calmly: "You're right."
"No... no need..." Frank coughed at this time.
"Frank!"
Frank struggled to stand up and shouted: "Do you want us all to fall into Ross' hands?"
Frank gasped for breath: "That vampire... I'm afraid he will take the lead... ahem... to chase the Blade Warriors, but General Ross... will definitely send someone to deal with us... at any cost..." p>
"Even if...you are the young master of the Wayne family..."
Frank looked slightly apologetic.
General Ross's secret base can be said to be his lifeline. Let alone the Wayne family, even if the person who knows his lifeline is the leader of the federal government, Ross will take action without hesitation.
Bruce's hands holding the steering wheel had veins popping out, and he found that his voice was a little unfamiliar: "Where should we go?"
"..."
The answer to the blues was a silent silence.
At this moment, Wade took out two ferry tickets with a sad face. He choked: "Frank, do you still remember our bet? You said you were going to fulfill one of my wishes...have you forgotten?"
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"After we finish this job, we will leave Gotham City and go to Zhonghai to travel around the world and never come back again!"
"Okay...I...I promise you." Frank held Wade's hand and held it tightly.
But...but, you are already dying! Frank!
Bruce tried hard not to look back, because his eyes were already filled with tears.