Jiang Xueming walked out of the confessional door.
There was a high temperature steam all over her body, and when the rifling of Morpho's clothes collided with the texture and bones of the vampire, sparks could almost burst out.
I have to say that Leon and Barbara are very powerful in fighting -
——The couple tried their best in the narrow confessional room. Apart from the hardware data of the vampire body, in Xueming's opinion, these two gangsters who are proficient in the Barton technique and street fighting are by no means just ordinary people.
If it weren't for this Morpho butterfly costume, there wouldn't be this strong and thick armor.
Jiang Xueming knew in his heart that he would definitely be seriously injured——
——The offensive and defensive design of the Morpho Clothes is like a soft hedgehog armor, which can prevent enemy bullets and cut open the enemy's flesh.
She had multiple soft tissue contusions on both arms, musculoskeletal strains, and blood congestion in her abdomen and trunk, which could only be solved with 20 milliliters of panacea.
Without this suit of clothes, there would be no female body with stronger fighting power.
It’s hard to say who will be able to walk out of this small room alive.
She also thought about whether to try other methods, other weapons, and other trap designs to kill the Red Queen's godfather and godmother.
But it happened so suddenly——
——She had almost no preparation time, and her plan could not keep up with Winston Spencer's arrangements and this sudden change.
The dry powder fire extinguisher next to the confession room was filled with silver powder and parazon. Just in case, Jiang Xueming asked Winston to be ready at any time.
In order to let Leon relax his vigilance and expose him to death, Jiang Xueming did not bring his main weapon. He only had a battle master, twenty-three silver bullets, and a table knife.
Fortunately, these two vampire leaders are very arrogant.
When Jiang Xueming issued an invitation to a life-threatening duel in such a narrow space, Leon without hesitation decided to confront this strange little nun the second after being attacked.
If he showed his wings and changed back to his original form, he might even be able to save his life, and he could use his strong strength to knock open the door, break through the roof, and fly away.
This is the last thing Xueming wants to see.
Now that the Red Queen's godmother and godfather have died here, everything is being carried out steadily according to Uncle Winston's plan.
The distinguished guests were seated as scheduled, and the enemies in family units were arranged in disorder in front of the stage.
The curious young man was distracted by Meteor and Jessica, and became further away from the elders or commanders in the combat group.
Once again, Xueming was impressed by Uncle Winston's superb butchering skills.
At this moment, it is time for a killing spree.
Seeing that the little nun was safe, Winston Spencer immediately handed over the handkerchief: "How do you feel?"
Jiang Xueming told the truth: "It's been cleaned up. I'm fine. There are sufficient reserves of panacea. I can continue fighting at any time, sir."
When Winston heard the word "sir", he was obviously confused for a moment.
Then the uncle had to give a simple but not simple reply before the funeral bell rang.
"Why did you call me sir?"
"Because your tactics are very effective, as the sharp knife in Joetar's team, I can face off against the enemy's ace and win. You can achieve this kind of tactical arrangement with just your mouth. This is a miraculous skill that I can't understand.
"
Winston was silent.
Jiang Xueming continued.
"Perhaps you will say - because you are one of the best local gangsters in London, you know these people, and you have been an undercover agent for more than 20 years. You can not only command me, but also command the enemy. It is natural to do these things easily.
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She took the mace and ak1 from Winston and got ready to go.
"But what I want to say is - your ability to arrange troops is really perfect. You must be a top student in the military academy. I am becoming more and more curious about your past."
Winston showed a meaningful smile and looked happy, pretending to be a master without saying a word.
Jiang Xueming pulled the Blood Wolf Eye mechanism, checked the status of the firearm, and talked with Winston about what to do next.
"No matter what, uncle, we are going to fight a tough battle to achieve the results just now. We want all these vampire bastards to die here. We must not let them escape. If one escapes, two will come back."
Winston understood: "I'm going to the feed station! I'm very good! I will never disturb you! I will never hold you back!"
Xueming nodded and was about to say this.
"I'm sorry, Dove Knight. I didn't leave any weapons for you, and I don't treat you as a combat unit. If this gun can protect you, just take it."
She took out the G6 from under her skirt and handed it to Uncle Winston.
Winston hesitated for a long time and did not take the gun.
Xueming asked: "You don't know how to use it? Right?"
Winston nodded: "Well, I don't know how to use it."
Xueming's eyes became sharp and aggressive——
"——Is it true that you don't know how to use it? Did you learn about it in the military academy? But you rarely practice it?"
Winston told the truth: "This is a modern firearm from Austria. It has a simple structure and can be fired as soon as you hold it. It does not have a complicated carrying safety. It is reliable and deadly. I dare not say that I can use it. I have never used it in my life."
Such a good gun.”
Jiang Xueming immediately took back g6, and his eyes became gentle.
"Mr. Winston, you are a respectable man and a brave man."
Winston bowed slightly and was about to leave: "Really?"
Jiang Xueming loaded his gun and prepared to attack. He left the leeward shadow of the confessional, put on his bulletproof helmet, and prepared to go to the mourning hall for the feast.
"Mr. Lu Xun once said that the timid draw their swords at the weak, and the brave draw their swords at the strong. You have dealt with these vampire devils for so many years, and it is not easy for you not to embark on the road of illegal crimes - you must help us risk-takers
You reckless young man, if you fight against these cannibals, you will undoubtedly be the brave one."
Under the steel mask, Jiang Xueming felt extremely excited. She wanted to control the little wild horse in her heart and find a balance point from the violent hormone levels. She had to keep talking to strengthen her memory and remind herself repeatedly not to indulge in this hunting ritual.
inside.
"I just relied on this strong body to kill Leon and Barbara."
"That's the essence of the physical body, which uses strong strikes to strengthen the enemy. From the perspective of setting up ambush and killing, it completes the shortcomings of attacking the enemy."
"The capabilities of this body are far beyond my imagination."
"In the process of fighting at close range, my body is hardly affected by any negative emotions. I have a pathological obsession with killing lives. The endorphins and dopamine secreted by my brain are real rewards.
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In addition to [labor], Homo sapiens also likes to do one thing, and that is [killing].
If Jiang Xueming's male body loves working very much, he can even visibly restore his mental energy while working.
Then this female body smiles unconsciously when taking a life, which is also the release of nature and the recovery of spiritual power.
The more you kill, the more energetic you become, and the more you kill, the happier you become.
Xueming believes that this kind of physique is definitely not normal, especially in modern society——
——There is a big problem with this female account. The hunting instinct expressed by the recessive gene is too strong. She is almost always thinking about how to break things and how to harm life. She even needs the neurotransmitter serotonin.
Quality to treat.
However, it is an excellent choice to occasionally use it as a tool to deal with monsters.
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The eldest Henry knelt three times and kowtowed nine times in the mourning hall, following the instructions of his godmother and completing all the etiquette.
Little Henry was impatient. After completing the kowtow ceremony, he was ready to go to the confession room.
Only in the next second, a shining light burst out from Dr. Wang Chenggui’s niche——
——It was a bright light that the naked eye could not withstand. It came from Chief Jessica’s inventory collection. The strong light emitted by the flash bomb when it exploded was also accompanied by a strong sound of more than 170 decibels.
These two vampires almost lost all will to fight immediately.
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At this moment, according to Winston's arrangement of seats, Meteor carried Chief Jessica's head to the middle of the road. He tore open the colorful costumes of the ghost-faced Nuo opera, and the bright light that burst out from it almost knocked out all the young vampires.
Curious eyes flashed blindly.
Bright fire sources burst out from the dark compartments on the corridor floor. The smoke smelled of Balazon disinfectant. A thick fog that made it impossible to see shrouded the narrow floor of only 200 square meters.
middle.
The old vampire ghost with combat experience covered his eyes and began to scream miserably. At the same time, the soft flesh in his throat began to rot and smell under the corrosion of silver dust. As long as he opened his mouth to shout, he would lose his voice in an instant.
The big wolf mask blocked out all the bright light, and Meteor woke up in the brief stun of strong sound, and immediately turned into a beast that chose people to devour.
He rushed towards the gathering of vampire imps, and the wild wolf-ace began to breathe dragon breath.
There were gunshots one after another in the thick fog, and pieces of broken flesh were splashed on the auditorium.
In just a few seconds, most of the vampire's vitality was wiped out, and the strange sound of the flesh-membrane bat wings breaking through the back was heard, and a vampire wanted to fly away from this place——
——The black shadow in the fog had just left the ground, listening to the roar of gunfire from the Eye of the Blood Wolf, the skull flying from a very far distance hit the registration table in the mourning hall—it became the last funeral souvenir.
More vampires didn't even have time to transform. Just the noise caused by the body changes in those two seconds, and the sudden increase in the figure in the fog, became Joetar's perfect target, like a firefly in the night.
So conspicuous.
In this poisonous mist that resembles mercury, there are also people from Winterhold who run with their heads down and have a strong will to survive.
The three young men walked forward together, closing their eyes and covering their mouths, making plans according to the path in their memory, avoiding the flames and bright lights in the thick fog, trying to head towards the parking lot to retrieve their weapons.
When they ran to the edge of the thick fog, they were almost ecstatic -
——Then his shoulders sank.
The sudden wolf claws and wolf kiss from behind brought these three distinguished guests back to the funeral scene.
For example, there is a drummer from the Blood Hand Brotherhood band who is more lucky——
——This old man got high this morning and vomited violently in the toilet. He was about to come back to commemorate Dr. Cheng Gui’s past kindness of master and servant by collecting blood.
He went to the toilet to drain water and vomited. It only took him five minutes. When he came back, he felt like he had entered a different world, as if everything had changed.
You can also see a guitarist who just flew up in the sky and was immediately cut in two by a blue flame.
Before the drummer could summon his spirit body, which turned into a bat shape, a short stick suddenly sprang out from the fog and blasted his head into a broken watermelon.
When he was dying, the unlucky man could still hear the loud roaring in the mourning hall, and the sound of electricity carried a violent noise that he couldn't tolerate and almost shattered his eardrums.
The black shadows that flashed through the fog from time to time were like the King of Hell in the underworld, seducing souls and demanding their lives.
The moment his pineal gland and thalamus were shattered, his soul was shattered, leaving only a trembling body that was still burning with blue flames.
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The thick fog cleared, and Jiang Xueming and his friends shouted orders loudly.
"Scout the battlefield!"
The four black-clad Death Gods wandered between the seats and found many vampires whose will to fight had been destroyed and who pretended to be dead in an attempt to get through——
——Just step on the neck and smash the head, these gods of death will move towards the next target.
Robert Downing is like a farmer harvesting wheat, squatting in the dark.
He held the shotgun and stared at these monsters fiercely.
He only felt happy. Although he couldn't take revenge with his own hands, seeing these monsters die before his eyes was as refreshing as eating Wuyang brand ice cream on a hot summer day.
This is a law of nature.
This is the cycle of retribution.
From time to time there would be vampires who knelt down and begged for mercy and cried bitterly. They hugged Jiang Xueming's thigh and promised them glory, wealth, talent and beauty.
They were answered only by gunshots and bullets.
Meteor: "The area is completely silent."
Xiaoqi: "The area is completely silent, employer."
3301: "The area is completely silent, with no signs of life."
Jiang Xueming: "An enemy escaped. The number of heads is wrong. Four monsters escaped."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When she heard this sentence, Tangning's heart tightened——
——If these bastards are allowed to escape to a safe place, things will be difficult to handle.
3301 immediately said: "Shall I chase you?"
Before he finished speaking, a car passed by on the cemetery road. It was running rampant, trying to escape from this hell.
The driver on the car seat was sweating profusely, and he didn't even dare to turn into a bat and fly away. He remembered clearly and thought clearly - before he could fly at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour with his wings, in just the time it took to climb,
His head will turn into a piece of meat under the rain of bullets from these demons.
Drive away!
You must drive away!
Jiang Xueming: "Xiao Qi! What car number is that!?"
Xiao Qi took out a multi-function prospecting terminal from his hip pocket and said, "It seems to be No. 14."
Jiang Xueming: "Send it to heaven."
Xiaoqi pressed the detonator——
——Two hundred grams of plastic bomb turned the car into a fireball.
It was divided into four parts and placed under the seat, turning the bodies of the last four vampires into powder. The shock wave lifted off the aluminum alloy frame of the roof, causing the entire car body to bounce.
The four skulls flew all the way back to the cemetery along the inclination of the short slope, and were eventually crushed to pieces by meteors and laid to rest here.
Jiang Xueming unloaded the ammunition and checked the gun, and said to his friends: "The battle is over, let's clean up the battlefield."
Tangning squatted next to the console of the stereo and was stunned for a long time. Only then did she realize what kind of evil team she had encountered. These people used modern weapons to annihilate vampires with unbelievable efficiency. As long as the prey entered the trap, no one would survive.
possible.
I originally thought that what Bu Liuxing, a stupid and simple-minded man, said about "avenging you" was just a joke, something he said at the wine table.
Now it seems——
——[joetar] is not joking, this is not just talk.
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Xiao Qi went to recover the bombs on the cars one by one.
Teacher Sansan and Meteor were collecting the guests' belongings and sending these vampire bullets into the tool room.
Jiang Xueming is examining the remains of the vampires, trying to find more weaknesses and more doors of death. There are rarely high-definition anatomy illustrations of these bat-shaped monsters in "The Great Split" - if you can understand the body structure,
Then finding the fragile texture joints will make the slaughtering process more efficient.
What is Jessica doing?
Jessica put on her sunglasses, but was still stunned by her own flash bomb.
So to get rid of superstition, it is useless to use sunglasses to deal with flash bombs.
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At this moment——
——At the feed station in St. James Park.
Winston Spencer opened the door of the cage that had been abandoned for many years and went to the underground air raid shelter.
This facility was originally a temporary shelter built during the Cold War in response to a world nuclear war.
The dignitaries of Downing Street built an underground palace under James Park, but it was abandoned after the end of the Cold War and became Winston Spencer's private wine cellar.
He pulled out a hammer from the wine box on the side and slammed down on the radiation-proof lead plate in the basement!
A wooden crate emerged from it, already covered with moss and mushrooms, and looked in a state of decay.
He opened the wooden crate and pulled out a pair of overalls, the leather of which shredded in the wind.
He then took out a five-pointed star emblem, which was covered with rust, and the true appearance of the iron tool could no longer be identified.
He picked up a pair of boots made of human skin, even the spurs were rotten to the roots.
He took out Remington's revolver. Only the bullet shaft of the gun could shine.
He threw away all the rubbish and found the only useful thing from the bottom of the wooden crate. It was a silver-plated meat sawing knife that had been soaked in formalin and washed repeatedly with sewing machine oil. It never rusted.
It was once Winston's nightmare, the weapon that cut open the chests of his best friend's wife and daughter——
——At this moment, Jack Martin took back his real name.