People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

In front of a building with a sci-fi style.

"This is it, do you have a plan?" Mike asked.

"Yes!" Blade said, "Go in and kill every vampire you encounter."

"This plan is really... thoughtful." Mike nodded, "But, I don't have any objections."

"Just what I want." The Night Werewolf has a reckless style.

"It doesn't matter." Morbius shrugged, "Anyway, I'm not the one in front."

The operational "plan" was settled in a few sentences, and the meeting was concise and efficient.

The Night Werewolf's figure suddenly swelled, bursting out of his clothes, then howled and rushed straight to the main entrance.

Obviously you can take off your clothes first and then transform... Tsk tsk, it's different if you have a mine at home.

Bang!

The tempered glass door was smashed by the Night Werewolf, and intensive gunshots came from inside.

Morbius spread his arms, flew into the air, and disappeared into the night sky.

Blade and Mike walked inside.

The battle scenes of Night Werewolf are still extremely bloody.However, the vampires he fought were obviously not comparable to the minions in the vampire factory.

The Night Werewolves were suppressed.

Suppression is a euphemism. To be precise, he was being shown off by several vampires and was using his body to catch bullets.

These vampires wear three-color camouflage uniforms, steel helmets, and are equipped with standard weapons of the special forces. Their tactical cooperation with each other has a strong SEAL style.Obviously, these vampires were either directly transformed by soldiers, or they received military training after becoming vampires.

It can be seen that vampire tentacles have penetrated into the army.This is a very dangerous sign.If we sit idly by and ignore it, in another 80 years, the major political parties in the United States may add a vampire party.

Blade and Mike looked at each other, drew their swords at the same time, and joined the battle group one on the left and the other on the right.

The situation was immediately reversed.

Soon there were seven or eight vampire corpses turning to ashes on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Mike saw that the Night Werewolf seemed a little shaken and unsteady on his feet.

"No, it's okay." The Night Werewolf's voice was as rough as if there was coarse sandpaper in his throat.

He shook his head.

Throw out two bullets.

"It feels much more comfortable." The dark night werewolf said in a loud voice.

Then dozens of bullets squeezed out of the bullet holes in his body, clattering to the ground, and the wounds healed in the blink of an eye.

The Night Werewolf's skin can withstand police pistols, but not the army's standard rifles.However, it is not fatal to the Night Werewolf.

The Night Werewolf was trying to rush to the second floor.Mike grabbed him.

"Such strength." Mike's arms didn't look strong, but he didn't expect to be able to hold him. This was something the Night Werewolf didn't expect.He was secretly frightened and wondered why Mike stopped him.

Mike didn't explain, but pulled a piece of curtain and threw it towards the entrance to the second floor.

Da da da……

Super dense gunfire, bullets hitting the floor and wall cement blocks flying.

"Machine gun!" The expression of the Dark Night Werewolf changed.

If he had gone straight up just now, he wouldn't have died directly, but it would definitely be enough for him to eat a pot.

"Wait a minute," Mike said.

What are you waiting for?

The Night Werewolf was confused, but did not ask. He just scratched his chest with his claws in annoyance.After turning into a werewolf, although he can suppress his animal nature, he is still very impulsive and irritable.

Two vampires were guarding the stairs. Their weapons were M249 light machine guns.They looked attentively, staring at the stairs.

The stairs leading to the second floor are designed as straight slopes instead of the common ">" shape.

The two light machine guns were engaged in cross-defense, which felt a bit like "one man is in charge and ten thousand men cannot open it".

Of course, there is an elevator, but the plastic bomb installed inside can blow both the person and the elevator car into the sky.

The two vampire gunmen didn't notice that a shadow silently approached from behind them.

"Jie Jie Jie..." The black shadow let out a weird laugh.

The two vampire gunmen turned around in horror.What awaited them was Morbius' razor-sharp nails.

brush!brush!

Two vampires had their throats slit.There was a look of horror in their eyes.Vampires are not humans, and cutting their throats and kicking their eggs are not fatal injuries.Usually, the bleeding stops quickly and the wound heals.

But they were shocked to find that instead of stopping, the blood flowed out faster.They put down their guns and covered their throats with their hands.

But it didn't work.

A few seconds later, the two vampires turned into hunched-up mummies with bulging eyes.

The two masses of blood were like living red slimes, jumping and jumping into the black shadow's cloak.

Mike: "Let's go."

The three of them went upstairs and saw only two mummies in strange dead shapes.

"It's the work of Morbius," Blade said.

Vampires appeared from time to time along the way, but they were completely unable to stop the three of them.The mummies I occasionally encounter are like Morbius showing his presence.

Ten minutes later, the three of them arrived at the top floor, and Morbius whizzed down from the ceiling.

The short-haired man on the opposite side is powerful, has a powerful aura, and is dressed in retro style.

"Is this Dracula?" Mike asked Blade.Morbius with his mustache shaved off is the image of Dracula in Mike's imagination.

Blade shook his head with a serious look on his face: "I don't like the Dracula I saw, but Dracula can change his image. After resurrection, his image will often change, but he will eventually become his original appearance."

Morbius licked his lips, his eyes flashing red, and said excitedly: "He smells of Dracula's blood. Yes, it is this smell. Although it is not strong enough, it is enough to make other vampires surrender."

"Dracula" stepped forward and said lewdly: "Hmph! Werewolves, vampires, hybrids, and humans are really an interesting combination. Dracula? I am him, and I am not him. I like others to call me Drake!"

Derek's eyes fell on Mike: "Are you Mike?"

"Yes."

"I can feel your strength, but no matter how strong you are, it can't withstand the power of time. When you grow old, your former strength will turn into a smile. Accept my first hug, and when I am sleeping, you He will become the king of vampires, inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people." Derek's eyes were sharp and domineering, and his tone was irrefutable.

Mike couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This guy has been sleeping for too long, and his brain is probably damaged.The ancient version of the "tyrannical president"?

It is said that high-level vampires can obtain the memories of other people from their blood.Doesn't he know that with the advancement of science and technology, there are many ways to live longer?Why bother to make yourself become a human being and a ghost?

Why do ancient vampires often fall into deep slumber?

One reason: their emotions and desires gradually disappear as time goes by.Once gone, they are living wood.

There is no opposite sex you want to fuck, no food you want to eat, nothing you want to do... What’s the point of living like this?

Mike's smile is zero harm and insulting to Max.Derek suppressed his anger: "You will regret it. Kill them."

Talos, who was behind him, led his remaining men to kill Mike.

aggressive.

The Night Werewolf roared and rushed over, knocking over the two vampires blocking the way, and then was stopped by two vampires.

The werewolf curse makes the night werewolves naturally hostile to vampires, just like two races that are natural enemies of each other. When they meet, they must kill each other.

Sorry, I feel uncomfortable.

When encountering Drake, the night werewolf's bestiality seemed unable to be suppressed.

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