Druid in Marvel

The edge of Hell's Kitchen, near the docks. Park your car on the side of the road. Not far away, several giant wolves were like ghosts, avoiding the dim street lights and surrounding a warehouse.

Alvin noticed a figure wearing red and black tights on top of an adjacent warehouse. He waved his hand in his direction.

Alvin mentally complained about this guy's dressing sense. Is it really okay for a young person who is not yet married to wear tight clothes?

Ignore this and insist on joining in the fun, reserve team member.

Alvin contacted Crow and frowned. There is a gathering point for stowaways, and there are many people staying there. They are picked and picked by several target creatures like cattle. After being selected, they happily follow them to the second floor.

Even if you all have the skills to sneak into the Big Apple, why are you still here?

The targets were in the second-floor office inside. I didn’t count them in detail, but there might be a dozen or so.

I told Frank about the situation inside and asked what should be done.

Frank asked with a sinister smile: "Do you want to catch them all alive, or just one alive?" He spoke like an experienced slaughterhouse worker, asking if you wanted tenderloins or ribs.

Alvin thought for a while and said, "Catch two to be safe."

Frank nodded and said: "Then I and I will go up to the second floor and catch the other two down. You will lock the warehouse door first to prevent the people inside from escaping in the crowd." Frank's understatement made people think that he was Going to catch chickens.

Alvin shook his head and said: "I'll go up with you, Sol and the others can stay outside. I thought it was just one or two shrimps, but I didn't expect it was shrimps having a meeting. I really want to play with these things." He waved Holding the dog-leg knife in his hand, he looked like a gangster who was anxious to kill someone.

Frank didn't know what Alvin's fighting prowess was. He took a look and saw that he was the same kind of person. He saw that he looked like a star-chasing idiot, looking at Alvin with admiration and coveting the dog-legged sword in his hand. .

That means there should be no problem.

Frank pulled out a U-shaped lock from the car, quietly came to the warehouse door, and locked the door from the outside.

The three of them went up to the second floor along the iron stairs outside the warehouse. Alvin closed his eyes and communicated with Crow, and found a guy dressed like a punk rocker behind the door, smoking a joint against the wall. Scarlet eyes and fangs exposed at the corners of his mouth. If this wasn't a vampire, Alvin felt that there would be no need for his own eyes.

He stopped someone who wanted to kick open the door. It was a joke. If the door was broken, how could he close it and hit the vampire?

Waving his hand to signal the two of them to ambush near the door, Alvin straightened his collar. Knocked gently on the door, "Hello, the pizza you ordered"

The iron door was opened a crack from the inside, and the punk singer pursed his lips and looked out with scarlet eyes. Alvin took a look and saw that there was no anti-theft chain, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

Reacting quickly, he dodged to the door and pushed hard with his shoulder, causing the entire iron door to be knocked open. The huge force caused the unlucky vampire to be knocked against the wall along with the opened iron door. Between the wall and the iron door, only the punk singer's head with a cockscomb was exposed. Because of the meat pad, there is not much movement when opening the door.

Looking at the unlucky guy who was bleeding from the seven holes and couldn't even make a sound, Frank had a new understanding of the power of the machine. This was simply a personal pile driver.

The three of them walked in and closed the door. Alvin grabbed the hair of the punk singer who fell to the ground and motioned for the two of them to watch.

The punk singer's neck was lightly swiped with a dog-leg knife. An orange-red light began to expand from the wound, and within a few seconds, the punk singer was like a paper figure burned during the Qingming Festival, burned to ashes from the inside out, and the environment was in a complete mess.

Frank and I were a little surprised. They looked at Alvin's dog-leg knife and compared it with the small table knife on his body. The look in Alvin's eyes became more and more resentful.

Frank checked the ground and found that there was only a little bit of black ash, and asked softly: "It's so annoying that they are all like this."

Alvin looked at the corner of the corridor ahead and whispered seriously: "Don't get bitten by this thing. Ordinary weapons can't kill them. Use the weapons I gave you."

Frank and No doubt that Alvin would not harm them could not help but tighten the Remington in their hands.

Quietly approaching a room with red lights, and looking through the corridor window, Alvin saw a sight that made him furious.

Under the dim red light, a dozen vampires, each holding a woman who must be a stowaway, were holding an unobstructed meeting. In the corner, two vampires who must have finished their work early were eating. Two women who had been sucked by blood, with weird smiles on their faces, were slowly dying.

Alvin signaled, and he came to the door. Frank held Alvin's Glock 17 and guarded the window.

Pulling the door open and trying to kick it, Alvin angrily stamped on the door. The iron door clicked, and the entire iron door flew into the room with his power, killing a vampire who had just had a feast. He slapped it hard on the wall.

The unlucky vampire's just-fed stomach exploded due to the huge pressure, and the blood sprayed out in a radial pattern, contaminating a large area of ​​the wall. Just like this, this thing is not dead, and the body pressed behind the door is still struggling and squirming.

The women in the room screamed in fear and hid in the corners. With these women around, it's not easy to use a shotgun, so I just hold a Remington in my left hand as an iron rod, and a 1911 in my right hand, and start killing.

Frank hammered through the window and took a precise shot with his Glock 17.

Firearms inlaid with the rune "Ed" are so lethal to vampires that they don't need to be deliberately aimed. As long as they hit a vampire, they will turn into flying ash.

Several vampires who reacted quickly, not daring to face the murderous god, rushed towards Alvin naked.

Alvin held the dog-leg knife, gave himself a "Spirit of Thorns" and went forward. There are no tricks or routines, just when I see you, I will chop you up. I'll give way to dangerous attacks, and endure those that are not dangerous. 20 points of strength and 20 points of agility are no joke.

Of the five vampires who rushed forward, three were turned into ashes, and the other two found that their attacks on Alvin had no effect at all, and instead they always had more wounds on their bodies for no apparent reason. Screaming in fear, he tried to gather his companions to attack this terrible enemy.

Alvin had no time to pay attention to their futile resistance and pursued them with a knife. He grabbed the hair of a vampire who was trying to hide among women, and stabbed the vampire's waist with a fierce knife. The guy screamed and shook as fireworks were set off.

A vampire took advantage of Alvin's stabbing to death, and used all his strength to grab Alvin's neck with one claw. He found a strange fluctuation in the air, and a huge wound appeared on his body. Alvin turned around with a fierce smile and cut the vampire in half with a knife, turning it into ashes.

Seeing that there were not too many vampires left, Alvin took off the net gun from his back. One shot netted a vampire. Walking up to the struggling vampire, he kicked the unfortunate guy in the face. Two red eyeballs popped out of its head like springs, and bounced on the ground a few times before being dismissed. He's so temperamental that he'll be crushed under his feet.

The vampires finally discovered that Alvin without a gun was the scariest one. The last three vampires gathered together and rushed towards the door in despair. The one guarding the door grinned and shot one to death. The remaining two vampires immediately turned to the window.

Frank, who had been doing auxiliary work, was furious, "What's wrong? I'm not scary, am I?"