all blood

The moonlight was sultry, and the modified Harley was running wildly in the desert. There was a tearing sound on the ground, and the gravel was crushed by the rough tires and bounced up, and fell into the dry grass.

"Bah!"

Ive was tied to Harley's rear car in a weird posture and sat on it. He spit out the yellow sand that rolled into his mouth, and the damn iron shell on his face seriously hindered his movement. He could even imagine his unlucky appearance like a football. player.

Vampires never watch football!

"You must have misunderstood the person! I really came to travel! Travel! You should kidnap those noble lords, so they will give you what you want!"

"I'm just a small businessman, and every day I design some cheap goods to hype, and I'll go bankrupt if I don't pay off the loan!" Ive explained as best he could, spitting sand while talking, reluctant to give up.The reason why he was still willing to say so much was because the witcher who kidnapped him for the second time was a little gentler and more handsome than those just now.

Most vampires belong to the Appearance Association.

"Shut up, do you want to die?" The young witcher who was driving a Harley finally replied, but his tone was not very friendly.

Yves immediately got stuck on the words that were about to fly out, arched his waist, and played with the right to remain silent.He quietly looked at the broad back in front of him, the muscles stretched under the coat were very textured, the height and thickness were strong even for a vampire.It's Yves' first contact with a demon hunter, and judging by his own eyes, it's absolutely no problem for this guy to single out a few young vampires.

At the same time, he also had doubts in his heart, why are these guys targeting him?An ordinary vampire who has nothing to do with politics is completely puzzled.

"Damn it, they actually have reinforcements!" The young demon hunter turned his head to the side, with yellow sand flying around, his eyes narrowed into slender strips.

There were several cars chasing up from all directions, and the loess rolled in the night, like the breath of a violent hellhound. The other party's equipment was better than them, and the cars caught up quickly.

The Harley continued to accelerate, and Yves was already tied up awkwardly. A few bumps almost caused a concussion, and he screamed.

"It's really troublesome." The young witcher quickly cut Ive's rope, pulled off his muzzle, and warned loudly.

"Hold me tight if you don't want to die!"

ah?Before Eve could react, he felt the weightlessness. Their Harley rushed up a big slope, flew up instantly, and the surrounding pursuers also rushed up.

Ive hugged the opponent's strong waist as if he was embracing a life-saving straw, his face was pressed against his back, and the sharp wind was whispering in his ears. At this moment of life and death, Ive's first reaction turned out to be — This guy smells like type ab blood!

Harley fell, and the witcher kicked the car body and smashed into the enemy's heavy artillery. Holding the gun in both hands, he made a cross shape in the air, and the thick caliber blasted towards the enemies on both sides, and the violent gunshots exploded in the air. , screams one after another.

The two sides exchanged fire, bullets shuttled, and Ive fell to the ground with the young witcher. He fell from such a high place, and he was lucky that he didn't break a leg.The rest of the enemies surrounded them, and they stared at them with exaggerated heavy weapons.

They are both human beings, but they are two factions of demon hunters. They are dressed completely differently. One is like a medieval hunting suit, while the other is rougher and more primitive.

"There are so many of them, should we discuss a peaceful settlement with them?" Ive suggested tremblingly, and he and the young witcher were close to each other.

"Handing you over to them, the result is that I will die first, and you will die later." The young witcher's voice became cold.

"Well, I admit that 'peaceful settlement' is not a good idea." Ive curled his lips, he thought it would be safer to follow the handsome guy in front of him than to suffer at the hands of those savages.

The circle around them was shrinking, and the opponent was eager to try with a weapon, breathing from his nostrils, trying to put them to death at any time.

The young witcher guarded his surroundings vigilantly. He leaned back and tried to get as close to Ive's ear as possible, asking in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them.

"Do you know hypnotism or mind control?"

"will not."

"Transfiguration? Clone?"

"Won't……"

"What about the poisonous fog?"

Eve looked at him with black lines all over his head, and shook his head stiffly.He clearly felt the surprise and disbelief in the young witcher's eyes.

"Are you really a vampire?" The witcher managed to hold back the words, frowning tightly, with a forbearing expression.

Forced to this point, Eve could only squeeze out an awkward smile, deliberately showing his white vampire fangs to show his identity.

"Damn it!" He must have felt that he had encountered a ghost, not a vampire who was too weak to know anything.

"Then run away and don't look back!"

The witcher turned his head, moved his shoulders, held the leather buckle on his chest with his left hand, swiped his thumb and index finger, and pulled out a short-handled Viking battle ax from behind with his right hand.He clenched the handle of the ax with both hands and turned it vigorously "click" a few times. The handle of the ax stretched amidst the sound of metal friction, and the blade was glowing with blood.In the next second, he waved his hands and swept towards the approaching enemies.

This blow was extremely powerful and had an extremely wide range. It knocked back the enemies who rushed forward. Ive rushed out of the encirclement at the right time, and the young demon hunter guarded the rear to cover.

Ive screamed and ran desperately, the wind was howling, the sky was full of yellow sand, he didn't turn his head, let the rear kill and roar, let his legs cramp uncontrollably, as if they were broken in the loose sand, he didn't know the current situation Is it the embarrassment that a real vampire should have? The huge disgust made him suffocate. He thought he had accepted his own weakness. He thought that being recognized in his career would be enough to make up for it.

No, even if Ive didn't look back, I could feel that I was about to be overtaken by those demon hunters without any effort.

"Damn it!" He screamed, trying to vomit blood and ran but was grabbed by the shoulder, a white light flashed past, the opponent's arm was chopped off, and the young witcher rushed over, this guy was covered in blood and bruises all over his body , the scarf around his face fell off, revealing a handsome face.

"It's useless, what else can you do!" He repelled the enemies who were trying to get close, and grabbed Eve's sleeve and ran.He thought that even if the vampire had no ability, at least he could run faster, but... he miscalculated again, no, it should be said that he was completely hopeless.

"Jump off the cliff ahead!" the witcher ordered.

Yves is an undead vampire, at least not so easy to fall to his death, but this person is...

"I jumped, and you're dead!" Eve yelled.

The young witcher gave him a hard look, and said in his eyes, I don't care about you!

Suddenly, someone opened fire on them. The silver bullet hit Ive, and his skin turned into a bloody hole as if scorched.

Eve screamed in pain, the witcher pulled him to his side, blocked the second bullet with his body, and was cut on the back by the blade flying up from behind.Both fell to the ground.

The night is gradually fading, and the dawn will be accompanied by blood, they twitch like worms fallen in the yellow sand.

"Don't worry about him over there, he won't make it through today." It was obvious they were talking about the young witcher.

Eve clutched his corroded wound and wanted to get up, but was pressed to the ground again by these people, and they picked up the needle.

With the injection of the potion, Ive's vision became blurred. He gritted his teeth and wanted to bite them, but he couldn't resist the heavy eyelids.

"What a beautiful vampire." An uncle with a stubbled face pinched his chin, licked his lips, and made no effort to hide his dirty look, "For him, we must have died a lot, how could he be so easy?" Spare him, strip him naked and put him in the car, everyone take turns."

"Kill...you..." Eve murmured, his teeth elongating.

"Hahaha."

The bearded man laughed wildly, as if he was watching a joke, his laughter stopped abruptly with a gust of wind, and Ive felt a warmth on his face, blood red filled his vision, and let go of his fingers, The protruding ribs almost caught him in the face.

The man was torn in two.

Eve gradually fell down, one by one black shadows jumped past him, the horror of the dark night spread like a virus, but Eve was smiling sickly, because their reinforcements had arrived, and these strong vampires were strong enough to tear them to pieces.

Before losing consciousness, he heard a voice with a strange accent, who seemed to be the leader of the team.

"The one with the ax still has breath, take it away."

"As for the others..."

"Are you hungry?"