The monsters swarmed forward and showed with practical actions that it didn't matter whether they followed the procedure or not, their stomachs were not full yet.
Russell swept his eyes, instilling magic power into Sand Eagle God, and the magic light blade extended for more than ten meters.
Blue light and shadow flashed, and the sharp sword energy crossed back and forth twice in the hall. In an instant, the monsters stood still, and their bodies were broken into several pieces along neat tangents.
Blood flowed everywhere, broken limbs were everywhere, and screams were mixed with piercing roars, creating a scene like hell.
The fatal weakness of monsters is the heart, and the vitality of vampires is also extremely tenacious, and their broken bodies and limbs can be healed in a matter of minutes.
Russell shook his hand and pulled the trigger continuously, exploding all the wine bottles on the wine cabinet. The Ring of Water Nanya flashed a faint light, and the alcohol turned into fine rainwater, floating in the closed space.
Before a group of monsters could get up, Russell waved his light blade to clear a path, pushed open the employee access door and walked in.
The moment he closed the door, he turned his head and spat on the ground, splashing away the arc of white light.
Crackling!!
Sparks ignite alcohol, and carpets, sofas and other objects can easily catch fire. Immediately afterwards, flammable decorations such as walls and ceilings are ignited, and the fire spreads into the hall and turns into a sea of fire. The high heat in a moment causes the air to expand violently.
Rumble
Violent explosions filled every corner of the bar hall, roaring flames burst open the door, Russell walked forward without looking back, and looked at the camera above at the corner.
In the surveillance room, the man in gorgeous clothes was already looking dumbfounded. The red wine glass was stuck to his mouth, and the scarlet liquid was poured directly onto his thigh.
"Shit, where did this fucking monster come from!"
The man woke up and immediately cursed, grabbed the boy who was operating the computer, and shouted angrily: "You said he was a non-staff member and had no fighting ability. What happened just now? He killed everyone!"
The younger brother was stunned and stammered: "I don't know, but...boss, that's what it says on the file."
The man's eyes flashed coldly, his pupils turned blue, and his slightly opened mouth revealed two blood-sucking fangs: "That guy deceived us, he concealed important information, damn bastard..."
"Boss, that monster is approaching us, what should we do?"
The younger brother pointed at the surveillance screen. Under the camera, the two silver-white double guns were extremely destructive. Russell was killing everyone as if he was on the hook. No matter whether it was a vampire monster or an ugly monster of a lower level, they could not stop his progress.
The man looked at the screen and his pupils shrank: "You guys try to stop him. I'm going to find the great elder. There's a major mistake in the intelligence source. This is a conspiracy against us."
After saying that, the man pressed the red button under the control console, and the electronic equipment in the room flickered with sparks, and were all scrapped into scrap metal. He picked up the two pistols on the table and stuck them in his back, pushed open the door of the control room, and walked all the way.
Trot disappeared.
The boys looked at each other in silence, imagining facing Russell's task of cutting off the rear. They all shuddered and rushed out to chase the man who left.
"Boss, wait for us..."
"You have important information and need our protection!"
…
Bang! Bang! Bang
Russell stepped on the concrete floor, holding both guns in front of his chest, switching back and forth between rapid-fire penetrating bullets and high-intensity destructive bullets, killing the monsters rushing out from both sides of the corridor one by one.
The permanent skill that is evaluated by the system as gun fighting is close to the body. The two guns are wielded like arms, like a part of the body, and one can do whatever he wants without any hesitation.
The attack power of the ugly monster is not worth a cent. After the transformation, the IQ is insufficient, and it is completely cannon fodder. The performance of the vampire is remarkable. Even if there is no close combat, it can be judged that their speed, strength, and neurological reactions are far superior to ordinary people.
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However, although the reaction is fast, it is still a fingertip's slower than Russell's. Often the vampire is killed by a headshot as soon as the muzzle of the gun is raised.
Therefore, from beginning to end, this group of people did not form a decent counterattack. This was a one-sided massacre.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang
After killing the last few vampires, Russell swung the overheated gun barrel, his eyes filled with blue light, looking for any fish that had slipped through the net.
The sound of shattering glass was heard, and several black shadows fell one by one outside the window at the end of the corridor. Russell quickly rushed to the window. In the parking lot, a group of eight people rushed into three black cars, started the engines, and prepared to run away.
Russell raised the Sand Eagle and filled it with high-strength magic bullets. When he was about to pull the trigger, he pressed down the muzzle of the gun, smashed the window with the butt of the gun, and jumped from the fifth floor.
In the parking lot, two cars drove away first. There was something wrong with the ignition system of the last car. The white man in the driver's seat turned the key several times but failed to start the car.
This scene is very common in movies. Generally speaking, when being chased by the villain, it will happen like this!
As for whether the car can be successfully started, it has nothing to do with character. It depends on who is sitting in the car. If it is the hero or heroine, he will successfully escape at the critical moment.
It would be more miserable if it was a supporting role that didn't even have a name. The moment the engine started, the villain would grab him by the neck and drag him out of the car.
Under the angry roar of his companion, the white man successfully started the car. Just when he smiled as if he had escaped from death, he smashed the car window with a fist, grabbed his neck, and twisted it with a click.
Russell pulled the white vampire out of the driver's seat. Sha Ying pointed at the other two people in the car and said coldly: "I count to three, get out..."
Holy white, reflecting the noble golden color, the sand eagle is gorgeous in shape, the gun body is covered with mysterious and delicate textures, and the sharp blade under the muzzle gleams with cold light.
"1...2..."
The two men were pointed at gunpoint and hurriedly opened the car door and ran out.
On the ground, the vampire whose neck was broken got up with lingering fear. The three of them looked at each other and looked at the car's taillights as they receded. They all giggled. It was good to be alive.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three headless corpses lay on the ground, their limbs twitching occasionally.
…
Not long after Russell left, two military explosion-proof vehicles were parked in the dark alley, right next to the large iron gates next to the trash cans.
Two heavily armed special operations teams rushed out of the explosion-proof vehicles, their bodies tightly wrapped in pitch-black tactical equipment, including helmets, vests, and gas masks.
They were armed with submachine guns and other weapons, and their waists were full of ammunition. They stood in a tactical position and blocked the iron gate with their bodies against the wall.
On the roof, four snipers occupied a secret commanding height and communicated through headsets.
"Team A is in place!"
"Group C is in place, confirm there are no abnormalities!"
"Team D is in place. There is something unusual in the parking lot. The bodies of three vampires were found..."
"..."
Outside the gate, a heavily armed strong man planted a plastic bomb, smashed the closed door lock, and the special operations team filed in.
Two minutes later, the group of people rushed into the bar hall and stared at the devastated ruins and charred and twisted corpses.
"Fuk, who did this? It's so... so damn beautiful!"
Ten minutes later, the floors were cleared one by one. The special operations team found nothing and could only see corpses everywhere.
In the parking lot, the captain in charge of the operation inspected the three corpses and looked at the scattered glass shards, thoughtfully.
A heavily armed team member came over and shook his head slightly: "Bishop Ian, the surveillance equipment has been destroyed, and we can't find any usable clues."
"Close the team!"
Yes, this team is the secret fighting force of the church that Russell made nonsense of. There is no need to be surprised about their weapons and equipment. Times have changed...