the end of the heavens

However, although the reaction was fast, it was still a fingertip slower than Russell. Often the vampire was killed by headshots as soon as he raised his gun.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, this group of people did not form a decent counterattack. This was a one-sided massacre.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Bang————

After killing the last few vampires, Russell flicked the overheated barrel, looking for the fish that slipped through the net with blue light in his eyes.

The sound of glass shattering sounded, and outside the window at the end of the corridor, several black figures fell one by one.Russell quickly rushed to the window. In the parking lot, a group of eight people rushed into three black cars, started the engine and prepared to run.

Russell raised the Sand Eagle and filled it with high-strength magic bullets. Just as 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, and the ignition system of the last car had some problems. 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 hunted down by villains, it will come out 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 a hero or heroine, they will successfully escape at a critical moment.

If it's a utility that doesn't even have a name, it's more sad. The moment the engine starts, the big villain grabs the neck and drags him out of the car.

Under the furious roar of his companion, the white man successfully started the car. Just as he was showing a smile of escaping death, a fist smashed the window of the car, grabbed his neck, and twisted it with a click.

Russell dragged the white vampire out of the driver's seat, Shaying pointed at the other two people in the car, and said coldly, "I'll count to three, get out..."

The holy white color is combined with the noble golden color. The sand eagle has a gorgeous shape, the body of the gun is covered with mysterious and delicate textures, and the sharp edge under the muzzle is shining with cold light.

"1...2..."

The two men were pointed at by the gun and hurriedly opened the car door and ran out.

On the ground, the vampire whose neck had been twisted got up with lingering fear. The three of them looked at each other and looked at the taillights of the car going away. They all giggled stupidly. It's good to be alive.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The three headless corpses came to the bottom, and their hands and feet twitched twice.

……

Not long after Russell left, two explosion-proof military vehicles parked in the dark alley, that is, the big iron gate next to the trash can.

Two teams of heavily armed special operations teams rushed down the explosion-proof vehicle, their bodies covered 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 according to tactics, leaning against the wall and blocking the iron gate.

On the roof, four snipers occupy a secret commanding height and communicate through headsets.

"Group A is in place!"

"Group C is in place, confirm that there is no abnormality!"

"Group D is in place, there is an abnormal situation in the parking lot, and three vampire corpses were found..."

"..."

Outside the gate, a heavily armed man placed a plastic bomb and shattered the closed door lock, and the special operations team filed in.

Two minutes later, the group of people rushed into the bar lobby, looking at the devastated ruins and the scorched and twisted corpses, each of them was stunned on the spot.

"Fcuk, who did this, it's so... so fucking beautiful!"

After 10 minutes, the floors were cleaned one by one, and the special operations team found nothing, and they could only see corpses everywhere.

In the parking lot, the captain in charge of the operation inspected the three corpses, looked at the scattered glass shards, and thought deeply.

A heavily armed team member came over and shook his head slightly: "Bishop Ian, the monitoring equipment has been destroyed, and we can't find any usable clues."

"Close the team!"

That's right, this team is the secret combat force of the church that Russell made up nonsense about. Don't be surprised by their weapons and equipment. Times have changed...

Chapter 466 How to Distinguish the Leader from the Little Brother

Suburbs of Los Angeles!

The sound of the roaring engine came from far to near, and three expensive black cars drove by one by one, rushing fast and blowing up hot wind.

The three cars staged all kinds of exciting lane changes and overtaking, and the black paint reflected a series of rapid flashes of light. However, this is not a street competition of drag racing parties, nor is it a filming scene of vegetarian chicken, but the life and death of one chase and two escape speed.

In the first black car, the person in charge of the vampire bar was holding the steering wheel with both hands, gnashing his teeth and sweating profusely. His face, which was originally pale, was even paler and extremely white at this moment.

Vampires possess strength, speed, endurance and reflexes that surpass ordinary people, and their physical fitness crushes humans. Even if they don't practice the car very much, they can drive the car into the air with a kick of the accelerator by virtue of their extraordinary senses and reflexes.

However, the situation is a bit wrong today. The priest chasing and killing them has amazing driving skills, and he can't get rid of them no matter what.

"Boss, why don't you go to the Great Elder?" The younger brother in the passenger seat asked tremblingly.

"Idiot, the location of the headquarters has been exposed. If the priest doesn't do anything, the elder will put us to death."

"But... Boss, if this continues, we will still die!"

"Get in touch with the headquarters and tell us that we are being hunted down by a very powerful priest, let them find a way to set a trap, and we will take the priest there..."

"Okay, boss!"

In the last car, Russell was holding the steering wheel and hanging leisurely. Instead of directly killing a few vampires, he gave them a way out so that they could follow the vine and catch them all.

At this time, Russell had already put on the black robe, and the cross necklace was pulled out from the collar and hung in front of his chest, indicating that he was a priest, in case the sharp shape was too eye-catching and accidentally injured by friendly troops.

The purpose of changing into this suit is to prevent unnecessary troubles, not from the vampire camp, but from the human side.

Sister Medellin said that faith is vulnerable in the face of money and power. Russell deeply believes that the satisfaction of human desires is endless.

People who have nothing, long for money and rights, and those who get money and rights will try to make themselves have everything forever.

It is a good thing for people to be self-motivated, but satisfying desires without restraint will become addiction, and thus become unscrupulous and omnipotent.

There is never a shortage of people in the world who are willing to deal with the devil, especially in the United States, a country that dares to use the banner of God for its desires. Those who have money and power will never give up the olive branch thrown by the vampire.

Vampires need blood to maintain their lives. They are afraid of light, silver, and crosses. Vampires are afraid of everything that dark creatures fear, but vampires are long-lived species and can live for a long time.

This alone is enough to make many people go on and on. As for faith... Who wants to see God if they are alive?

Having seen the underground blood bank in a border town in Mexico, and the bar where demons danced wildly before, Russell has reason to believe that there are humans serving vampires.

chi chi——

The tires rubbed against the ground rapidly, the first black car suddenly changed direction and drove into the opposite lane next door, and the second continued to move forward.

Without even thinking about it, Russell turned the steering wheel to catch up with the first black car, still hanging behind at a constant speed half dead.