Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

A building occupied by vampires.

A hunting game started by gang members from Hell's Kitchen is in full swing.

Mosley and others were completely reduced to outsiders.

The more they watched, the more frightened they became.

On the one hand, the strength and means of the gang members in front of them far exceeded their expectations.

On the other hand, the vampires in the building were also horrified that despite being hunted by a group of ferocious gang members, they did not show any signs of diminishing. They could quietly reveal their fangs from a corner at any time and swoop out again.

This building has been completely reduced to the territory of vampires.

Judging from the clothes on the vampire, not only the homeless, but even some ordinary employees of the Horizon Laboratory Building have been transformed by Lucis using the "First Embrace" ability.

The number of vampires completely exceeds previous estimates by Mosley et al.

From a rough look, it is very likely to reach a thousand people.

What a terrible number is this?

If the vampires in the entire building were eliminated, it would be equivalent to killing about a thousand humans.

After all, these vampires were transformed from humans by Lucis.

This is the number of casualties that can only be achieved in the face of war or some kind of natural disaster.

Even if a huge part of it belongs to homeless people who don't care, it's absolutely terrifying.

This incident can be called the most terrible disaster in the history of Manhattan, no, it is a man-made disaster...

"Damn Lucis!!"

Mosley was so angry that his temples protruded and his mind was about to explode.

This incident must not be exposed!

Otherwise, the FBI is doomed!

In fact, not only the FBI, but also the New York Police Department and the National Guard are all grasshoppers on a rope at the moment.

……

"fifteen!"

The two Lankerhoff brothers were out of breath, but they couldn't hide their joy.

Vladimir looked at the Irish not far away.

"Looney, admit defeat. We have killed fifteen vampires. It is impossible for anyone to kill more people than our brothers now."

"Humph!"

John Looney snorted coldly, without any hesitation: "You two brothers can only kill fifteen together. I have killed eight by myself. Will it count? Is it embarrassing? I have the nerve to ask others to admit defeat. As expected of a furry bear, it only has muscles but no brains."

"This is impossible!"

Vladimir and Anatoly Tsitch gritted their teeth.

At this time.

Bullseye passed both sides, holding a vampire's head in his hand.

"This is the No.12 head I cut off."

He clicked his tongue: "Stop arguing, it turns out that Russians and Irish are not good. Don't forget, this is New York, and I am a New Yorker."

"Fake!"

Both sides cursed and continued to fight, vowing to surpass each other.

the other side.

Finn Cooley is still dropping miniature bombs of his own making.

boom! !

He kept calculating the power, the explosion distance, and various factors, thinking about it.

If you ignore the group of bloody vampires in front of you, you really look like a gentle university professor.

And Nobu Yoshioka, who came from the island gang, is waving the samurai sword in his hand at this time, honing his sword skills.

He's not interested in the so-called game hunt.

But these vampires in front of him could just become the whetstone he dreamed of, and use it to force himself to improve.

Time passed little by little.

The vampires keep coming.

Everyone was jealous.

Mosley and other officials went to the extreme to pick up leftovers from behind the gangsters.

It's safe and relaxing, and the teamwork is tacit.

If it weren't for the group of gangsters in front of them, who really didn't agree with the official, they would all wish to invite each other to join and become non-staff members.

Among other things, these people are really fierce in combat.

Fucking a vampire will kill you!

To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that the number of vampires in the building exceeded expectations, they had reason to believe that the group of gangsters in front of them could kill all the vampires.

……

Outside the building.

Woo! !

A whistle sounded not far away, interrupting the conversation between David and George.

The two followed the sound, and the street policemen waved their hands.

"coming!"

The communicator on George's body sounded: "Sheriff Stacy, support is coming!"

He was refreshed.

Looking up, I saw a military jeep coming head-on.

Behind the car, dozens of trucks are loaded with a team of hundreds of people who are fully armed.

soon.

The jeep stopped in front of David and George.

In the car, a tall and straight black lieutenant colonel in military uniform got off.

"Hello, I'm James Rhodes, Lieutenant Colonel of the Marine Corps, and I'm in charge of this mission."

With curiosity in his eyes, he glanced over David in the wheelchair, and stayed on Wesley and other fraternity members for a second.

Then he held out his hand to George.

"Marines?"

George was taken aback.

It stands to reason that it should not be the Marine Corps that came to support at this time, but the Army's quick response force.

However, that's not the point.

"Hi, I'm the Chief of the Manhattan Division of the NYPD, George Stacy."

He quickly explained: "You are finally here, the situation is urgent now, we need more powerful firepower."

"Don't worry, our preparations can ensure nothing goes wrong!"

James Rhodes nodded to the people behind him.

The heavily armed soldiers on the truck moved quickly and assembled on the road outside the building, standing in several squares.

"We have enough manpower and firepower to completely melt the vampire."

Rhodes was full of confidence: "Now, let your people withdraw, and the battlefield can be handed over to us."

"it is good."

George nodded and pressed the communicator.

"The reinforcements are coming, and everyone retreats immediately, freeing up the battlefield and giving it to them."

……

"Great!"

After receiving the reminder from the outside world, Mosley was overjoyed and greeted quickly:

"Retreat, everyone retreats, the army is coming, let them take over the battlefield!"

The FBI agent and the combat team members of the National Guard immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the command of Mosley, the first to leave.

"retreat?"

The gangsters weren't as happy.

They have just entered the state not long ago, and it feels like the hunting game is over just after warming up?

"Fake!"

Finn Cooley was rather dissatisfied: "Who are we, do you think we are the hostesses who come and go when you call?"

His testing of the miniature bomb he had developed was far from over.

"This group of vampires are very resistant to beatings. They are good sandbags. I plan to catch two and take them back to torture them slowly."

The strong black man nicknamed Barracuda raised his eyebrows, and his fierce eyes fell on Mosley: "You should have no objection?"

"The game's over, it looks like the Russians have got the most kills and the prize money is ours."

The Lankerhof brothers and their younger brother matched the numbers.

Looking at the heads piled up into a hill in the corner, he couldn't help laughing.

"We Irish have killed more than fifty of them. You bunch of bears have no brains. You can't even count who is big and who is young?"

John Looney sarcastically.

A group of people started to confront each other while talking.

Mosley was not surprised at all, and had a headache.

I can't wait to let David come in in a wheelchair immediately to deal with these rebellious gang lunatics.

"stop fighting."

At this time, as the representative of Jin Bing, Bullseye stood up.

He looked around, his cold gaze passed over the faces of everyone present, and he spoke slowly:

"This is not an occasion for infighting."

"Our mission is complete, it's time to leave, next... No one should want to conflict with the army."

After a pause, he emphasized again: "This is David's meaning, and it is also the meaning of Jin Bin and Pushkin."

"Humph!"

Finn Cooley snorted coldly, finally threw a bomb into the vampire pile, turned and left without hesitation.

Barracuda thought about it, but he didn't really catch a vampire and take it back as a sandbag, but he picked up the vampire's head that he chopped off, and planned to take it back as a specimen collection.

When other people saw this, some dismissed it, while some thought it was quite commemorative, so they also took the vampire head as a trophy and walked towards the exit.

He looks like a serial murderer with a special collection habit.

Mosley and the others saw the corners of their mouths twitching, but they didn't dare to stop them.

soon.

Gang members exited the building one after another.

A little half of the vampire heads piled up into a hill were also taken away.

Doorway.

Holding a shield and fully armed, the SWAT police saw the gang members appearing, and were taken aback by the spoils in their hands.

His face was full of vigilance, and his eyes unconsciously showed a bit of fear, watching them away from sight.

Everyone who was paying attention to the movement of the building saw the appearance of this group of gangsters.

The bloody, lifelike vampire heads in their hands made everyone swallow their saliva subconsciously, marveling at each other's heavy taste.

In particular, on the face contained in these heads, the eyelids blinked from time to time, and the eyeballs were still rolling. It looked like it was not dead, which was even more frightening.

Horror movie-like picture, creepy to watch.

Wesley frowned slightly.

He thinks his short career as a killer has made him cold-blooded enough.

It can be seen that there is still some physical discomfort after seeing this scene.

I suddenly had a new understanding of the place Hell's Kitchen.

Then, under David's gesture, he came back to his senses and pushed the wheelchair forward to greet him.

Finn Cooley, John Looney, McGinty, the Lankerhoff Brothers, Barracuda, Yoshioka Shin, Kristu Blatt, Nikki Cavila and others all set their sights on On David in the wheelchair.

Everyone has different expressions, and there are various meanings in their eyes.

The audience remained silent, their eyes locked on David and a group of gangsters.

It's all about the New York underworld, big names.

It can be said that once the evidence is found, all of them can be directly arrested.

In addition, there are a lot of younger brothers with big arms and round waists and blood bathing around them.

There is also a vampire head in the hand.

Who dares to underestimate?

If their actions this time were not used as reinforcements, I am afraid that what they will face next will be a big battle between the gangsters and the government.

Mosley and Rodriguez stood not far from the side, looking dignified.

George Stacy was equally nervous.

The military commander who came to support, James Rhodes, also cast his gaze with great interest, staring at David and the others thoughtfully.

"Hard."

David glanced at everyone's trophies without changing his face.

Then he ordered the gunsmith on the side to open the suitcase he was carrying.

Inside are neatly filled banknotes!

"This is 100 million!"

David smiled and said: "The same suitcase, there are nine more boxes in the car, a total of 1000 million, the extra is the bonus...Your performance is perfect and deserves an excess return."

"very good."

Although Finn Cooley did not enjoy himself to the fullest, he was quite satisfied with the result and praised:

"David, you're more interesting than your brother."

He doesn't value the money, but the little brother behind him can't help but care.

1000 million may seem like a lot, but it is actually not that much when it is distributed to each of them.

The same goes for other gang members.

"gone."

The whole group was covered in blood, but they were hardly injured.

Carrying his booty, he walked into the street openly, ignoring the eyes of the officials around him, which can be called arrogance.

To be honest, this level of fighting is not high-intensity in their eyes.

The gang of vampires in the building, apart from their large numbers and tenacious vitality, actually had nothing to praise them for.

They really didn't understand how the FBI agents and the National Guard were forced to do this by such a bunch of vampires.

Calculated in this way, using the FBI as an opponent seems to lower his own grade a bit.

A group of people returned to their convoy and passed by the soldiers in the formation.

One of the leaders of the Irish bomb experts, Finn Cooley, found the equipment carried by the soldiers, and squinted his eyes, showing a look of astonishment.

"Thermobaric grenade?"

I couldn't help feeling a little pity for the vampires in the building.

Compared with the weapons carried by these American soldiers, the people in Hell's Kitchen seem a bit kind.