Chapter 446: The Brave Fights the Devil Sixth Rescue Ryan
One hand hit the champagne bottle to prevent the female vampire from getting up, the other hand took out the wine pot in the pocket of the chest, bit open the bottle cap, poured a little holy oil on the dagger, and then picked up the dagger again, gently scratching the snow-white on the female vampire's chest
One knife.
Just scratching the oily skin, it was like sulfuric acid was pouring on the body, and the violent corrosion made a hissing sound, and the wound was still spreading outward.
The female vampire struggled left and right in pain, but could not get rid of the clamping of the wine bottle's mouth.
Soon, under Simon's ruthless means, the female vampire with a strong desire to survive compromised.
After all, Holy Oil is the most restraining of these dark creatures. As long as the weapons of mortals do not blow up the head and heart, for vampires, as long as they have blood supplements, they can recover and heal, but things like holy oil and holy water are different.
The pain like a fire burning soul-like burning is unbearable even for monsters.
Simon pulled out the bloody champagne bottle, and the terrifying hole in the female vampire's mouth was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he told Simon the location where the humans were imprisoned.
Then he was inserted into Simon's wine bottle again, and his other hand was stabbed into his heart. The vampire widened his eyes in horror and resentment. Without making much noise, it turned into a scorched corpse under the action of the holy oil.
In order not to attract attention this time, Simon did not ignite the corpse, but the effect of the holy oil had completely burned the vampire's corpse and lost the possibility of resurrection.
Ignoring the corpse on the ground, after getting the information I wanted, time was tight, and the two policemen were still trying to get him a chance. Simon took his things and touched the underground secret room.
Fortunately, Nick and the other two attracted most of the club's staff, leaving only two guards at the basement entrance.
Due to the terrain restrictions, Simon no longer had the chance to attack, so the young witch hunter did not do sneak attacks, and directly prepared his weapons and rushed forward with a machete.
Because they are in their own nest and have a high opinion of their own combat effectiveness, these vampire guards do not carry guns at all.
So Simon felt that dealing with it was not as troublesome as the two gangsters. After all, gangsters at least had small pistols. Moreover, American gangsters have always been known for their strong firepower, and most police officers will be beaten with small pistols.
If you can't raise your head, you must apply for weapons and equipment such as long spears to carry out targeted actions.
Although the two vampire guards were stronger than ordinary people and had hideous and terrifying fangs and big mouths, they were easily picked by Simon. With the fighting skills he had honed over three years, they held a carbon steel machete with holy oil.
, their heads were cut off in a few rounds.
Bang!
With one knife, Simon met his elder brother on the iron fence gate of the prison in the basement.
"Puff! Ryan, your posture is really sexy!"
Seeing how Ryan looks now, Simon couldn't help laughing.
I saw Ryan being tied up in a shameful position, his legs were broken to the back of his head.
Ryan struggled to glar at his bastard brother who was taking out his cell phone to take a photo. Unfortunately, his mouth was blocked and he could not speak, so he could only make a whimpering sound.
Simon took a photo and unbuttoned the mouth plug in Ryan's mouth:
"Leave a souvenir, and you can show it to him if you have a child in the future."
"Unlock it for me..."
This posture is not better than being forced to split, that is, his physique is stronger than that of ordinary people. Otherwise, unless he is a person who studies dance, gymnastics, yoga or acrobatics, he will never be able to show this shape.
The loosened Ryan's hands and feet were numb and moved for a full minute before he recovered.
Then he reached out to grab Simon's phone.
Simon avoided his hands and feet flexibly.
"Give me, delete the photos..."
Ryan claims to be a love saint and is a romantic and unruly prodigal son. How could he allow himself to leave such a dark history?
But Simon is not easy to meet, and said to his brother directly:
"It's useless to delete it. I have uploaded it to the backup email. Two friends outside are helping to attract vampires. The main thing is, let's leave here quickly..."
Knowing that getting out of here is important, Ryan glared at Simon fiercely when he heard this, first wrote down this in his heart, and then said:
"There are a few people who are being detained there. This is the secret room for vampires to imprison blood slaves. I eavesdrop on their conversation. Obviously, some big shots are coming to inspect recently, so I want to catch young and handsome men.
A sacrifice to the big guy.”
Upon hearing this, Simon continued to wave his knife to open several other cells and found that the people in it were all young men with good looks and figures.
He couldn't help but say:
"That big man is not a woman, right? Otherwise, why would he have so many men to serve as sacrifices?"
Still angry, Ryan pushed him and said, "Who knows, maybe it's not necessarily the gay man among vampires, and we haven't seen him before?"
“Woo woo…”
These blood slaves were not tied up like Ryan, but were blocked, and their hands and feet were locked in shackles and locked up on the wall.
"Shh, don't talk. We will take you away. Whoever doesn't obey the commands, then wait for the monster to eat..."
Simon untied their constraints after several bangs. Without time to explain, he took the people to escape to the back door. Although these people were frightened, they were obviously arrested for at least one day and had not collapsed for such a long time.
The quality is pretty good. I know that I may not be able to escape the monster claws by myself, so I followed the Colt brothers calmly.
Although the two brothers knew that their success rate would be greater, they would probably not be able to escape and die if they left these people here, so the two brothers still made the decision to save them.
Taking a group of people away, there was no doubt that the noise was too loud, which soon attracted the attention of the two vampire guards in the back door. However, now the two brothers are in their hands, cutting melons and vegetables usually solves the problem of the two vampire derivatives.
The few people behind him were very frightened when they saw the scene of the witch hunter fighting monsters, but with the support of a strong desire to survive, they still followed the two brothers and escaped from the back door of the club together.
The reason why we were able to escape so easily was thanks to the two police officers who attracted most of the monster's attention on the front door.
At the front desk of the club, the lead man with the little braid was impatiently dealing with the police's questioning. At this time, a subordinate hurriedly ran over to whisper in his ear, and the little braid changed his expression.
He said to Nick and the others with politeness: "Two police officers, I have already said what I should say. Don't waste time with me. I still have to be busy with affairs. Please come with a search warrant next time..."
After saying that, without waiting for the police to say anything, he turned around and hurried towards the back.
Nick and the others wanted to say something else, but they saw two strong men in black suits step forward and blocking their way.
The two had no choice but to leave the strip club.
Back in the car, Nick immediately turned the steering wheel and drove towards the alley at the back door of the club.
Soon we met the escaped Colt brothers and several survivors.
"Follow me!"
Nick installed the police light on the roof of the car and walked out the road.
The Colt brothers and the others followed.
At this time, the little braided man and others who had just run out from behind could only watch as the group left the alley and entered the street under the guidance of the police car.
Not to mention the police were in front of each other, people came and went on the street, but they were afraid of the sun. Although the sun was not fierce today, the street opposite was not as bright as the dark alley on the back door, and they were not.
If you dare to expose your identity to capture these escaped prey, you can only curse and vent your anger.
The little braided man banged on the wall in a circle: "Damn, those policemen are in the same group as them!"
Although the fingers were already bloody and bloody, they soon recovered and only the remaining blood proved that they had been injured.