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Chapter fifty-eight handsome is a lifetime thing

The location that Richard sensed was not far from their side, but it was off the main road, and the location was quite remote. The two humanoid radars followed the direction indicated by their senses and tracked down several buildings that were ready to be demolished.

Outside the abandoned residential building, the building looks eerie like a demon with teeth and claws.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound of glass being shattered by a heavy object, and a large group of black objects smashed into the window and flew out of the building. It fell to the ground from about the height of the third floor. Countless glass shards followed him.

Their bodies fell together and exploded all over the ground like raindrops.

Judging from the appearance, it should be a person, a cool black man. He has a tall and strong body, wearing a chic black leather windbreaker, and the upper body is a protective suit made of bulletproof fiber. A pile of firearms and ammunition are looming in the windbreaker, and in his hand

He also held a shining silver sword.

Logically speaking, this cannot be a human being - no ordinary person can fall from the height of the third floor in such a posture and still be unscathed. But this handsome man can do it. He wields a long sword and staggers

Standing up, it seemed that the height of the fall from the third floor only made him a little dizzy. He turned around and looked around, and found the black sunglasses that had fallen not far away. He immediately walked over, picked up the sunglasses, and regained his balance.

Place it firmly on the bridge of your nose.

Richard couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

So when this guy was thrown from the third floor, his first reaction was not to be wary of pursuers or to check his injuries, but "Where are my sunglasses? I want to be cool and show off"?

Also, the sun has gone down right now, and there aren’t even any street lights in this abandoned residential building. Brother, can you really see with your sunglasses on? Even if you’re trying to look cool, people can’t see clearly in such dim light.

Well, in fact, he knew that this handsome man could see. Richard recognized him at the first sight of his appearance. Isn't this guy the famous vampire hunter Blade from Marvel? That was in 1998.

The movie Blade became very popular. The Blade in the movie is a lonely hero who is so handsome that he has no friends. The movie was once hailed as the most successful superhero movie in Hollywood, and was even

Call it the beginning of the resurgence of superhero movies.

As a half-human, half-vampire, Blade naturally also inherited the vampire's ability to see in the dark, which means that sunglasses will not interfere with his vision.

...Well, this ability is really convenient for showing off.

Maybe it was because he was a little dizzy just now and was not in a good state, so Daofeng noticed the arrival of the two men. He turned around and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

An ordinary-looking older brother with ordinary clothes was carrying a bunch of vegetables and meat in his hand, followed by a petite and cute blond girl... Although the timing and location of his appearance were a bit strange, this combination looked like it no matter how he looked.

Passers-by A and B pass by making soy sauce.

Realizing that there were people watching, Dao Feng immediately put away his knife, straightened his sunglasses, raised the collar of his fur coat to cover half of his face, looked like a mysterious master, and said in a heavy and turbid voice of a male god: "This place is not safe.

It’s safe, leave now.”

Richard: "..."

Brother, if you hadn't landed on your butt when you first appeared on the stage, you might have been a bit handsome in this look...

Gwen was about to speak but stopped for a moment. She felt that the other person seemed to be a fellow superhero to some extent, and it would be rude to interrupt the other person when he was showing off. But after hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but speak: "Uh, that.

.....Sir? You seem to be bleeding..."

Indeed, the blade actually looked quite miserable at the moment. His thigh was cut with a long and deep gash by some kind of sharp weapon, and there was also a bullet hole in the part of his left arm that was not protected by the armor, and it was all gushing.

The ground was bleeding.

Okay, maybe this injury is nothing to his vampire physique. With his self-healing power, it will heal in no time. But wouldn’t it hurt? Richard felt that it must be painful, but it would be painful.

Don't be afraid of pain when you act cool...

"Quickly leave!" Dao Feng was a little impatient and waved his silver sword to drive these two melon-eating passers-by out of the troubled place. As a result, he found that the older and the younger had no reaction, as if they had fallen out of the window.

It's completely normal for a big black man to come down and wield a knife and a gun.

Then his pursuers also caught up.

It was a large group of vampires dressed in non-mainstream costumes, with fangs showing, holding guns and swords in their hands, and chasing them out of the abandoned building with strange screams. In the blink of an eye, twelve or thirteen vampires chased the injured

The Blades were surrounded in the middle, each looking at him with a ferocious smile.

"You can't escape this time, Blade." A blond vampire in the lead said viciously, "This is your burial place!"

Blade had no time to pay attention to the two "innocent passers-by". His expression did not change, he held the blade behind his back with his left hand, and stood in a cool and unrestrained posture like a master. He slowly extended his right hand and made a provocative gesture.

.

His thigh and left arm were still bleeding...

Being injured is just a matter of enduring it for a while, but whether you are handsome or not is a matter of life...

A large group of vampires rushed up, several muzzles flashing gunfire one after another, and swords and bolas surrounded them from all directions. Blade was in the center of the double team, calm in the face of danger, and responded calmly. He exchanged swords

He held a gun in his right hand and his left hand, and suppressed a large number of vampires with precise firepower. He swung his long sword away, and his ruthless swordsmanship also forced the vampires to be unable to get close.

Seeing that Blade was surrounded by more than a dozen people, Gwen was about to step forward to help, but Richard raised his hand to stop him.

"There's no rush yet." Richard said calmly, "He can handle this small number of soldiers."

Who is Blade? He is a professional vampire hunter. In the original work, he is almost the natural enemy of the vampire race. Not to mention dozens or twenty vampires, this guy can even ignore the phalanx of hundreds of vampires when he rushes head-on.

A ruthless person with an unblinking face.

Just like this, a dozen vampires can hurt the blade and throw him from the third floor?

Even if it was a sneak attack, Richard wouldn't believe it.

So there must be someone else who is the real threat.

Sure enough, in less than thirty seconds, two vampires were already shot with silver bullets. Their bodies were shattered and dissolved amidst long and shrill screams, and even their bones were wiped out. Immediately afterwards, another vampire was unfortunately penetrated by a silver sword.

He lost his body and immediately followed in the footsteps of his two companions.

The situation is very clear. Even if they are injured, these vampires are no match for the Blades. In a few moments, they will be wiped out by the Blades... if there are no changes in the process.

Then, the variable really appeared.

It was as if a mass of insubstantial black mist hovered over the battle situation, turning into a crimson cloak. The elegant figure transformed into shape under the moonlight, and the pale palms silently cut through the air, grabbing diagonally from behind.

Toward the back of the blade's neck.

(Thanks to book friend Zi Hongmeng, 20180126084010436, Otaku 160, Jin Taiyi’s Guo Da, Two Dimensions is Better, Controlling the Cute Mansion, and the Law of the Wasteland for the reward!)


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