all blood

As the night fell, the lake outside the fence was shrouded in thick navy blue, with occasional shimmering waves.Against the background of neon lights in the distance, hazy fluorescent letters and heads of stars appeared on the billboards.

Eve is still immersed in the memories of the human world, Franklin is Eve's fanboy and naturally follows him, and Red stands with his back to the streetlight as if nothing had happened, without the slightest sense of urgency.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Eve suggested that it was almost time, but when he turned to leave, he was interrupted by Reid.

"I'm a little hungry." Reid said, his face was expressionless, and his tone was extremely natural, "I want to eat some of the blood tofu you tasted just now, let's go back to that store."

Seemingly very ordinary small talk.

Franklin blinked and was about to say, "Don't you dislike blood?"Before they could open their mouths, Yves blocked them, and they returned to the original route, with a perfect understanding.

The pace was neither fast nor slow, dragging long shadows on the square, they walked towards the busiest street, Yves asked in a very small voice as if nothing had happened.

"What? Is there a problem?"

"Yes." Reid replied.

"who?"

"Witcher."

"!"

In an instant, the soles of Ive's feet became stiff, and the leather shoes became extremely heavy for him. He had never found the cobblestone road so difficult to walk on.

What a trick!Have you ever met a witcher?Too bad luck!Are they all dog noses?Following the smell of vampires, they came to the door!

The pace gradually accelerated, and Reid ordered: "They should have noticed that their whereabouts have been exposed. I will hold them back. You run forward. There are patrolling police officers at the intersection. Seek shelter from them."

"Are you serious?" Eve's heart is about to collapse, they just escaped from that damn party!Oh shit!Crisis is everywhere!Can't you give them a little time to stretch out? !

"Which time have I ever joked?" Reid was extremely strict. He suddenly turned around and faced the man pulling the luggage. The old Red took the lead, and a white light flashed in the blink of an eye, and the throwing knife directly poked the opponent's eyebrows without hesitation.

With a puff, it was like a watermelon bursting under high pressure. Ive smelled the pungent smell of blood, which spread endlessly in the long night.

The night wind was blowing on his face, and he felt extremely comfortable just a second ago, but now it lingered like a death knell. He ran towards the bustling street, and there were screams and gunshots behind him. Red and The other party fought.

Having gone through life and death several times, Ive fully believed in Red's strength. After all, he was someone who had fought against Mr. Li Min, and ordinary demon hunters were no match for him.As long as Ive ran to the busy streets and found the police, those witchers would not confront the government agencies directly.

Yves ran away desperately. Looking back on these days, he almost became an expert in escaping!Hearing gasps from behind, Yves thought it was a witcher chasing him, so he ran even faster!If this trend continues, he feels that he can become a sprinter to participate in the Olympics.

"Ah! Mr. Ackart, it's me!" cried a voice behind him.

Only then did Yves realize that it was Franklin who dared to chase him all the time!When Red started, the guy ran too.

"Let's go to the patrol car quickly! There are policemen there!" He also suggested, rushing to the front of Ive in one breath.

In the square, Reid suppressed several demon hunters to buy time, and Yves successfully got into the troubled area. The demon hunters in the crowd would not shoot casually if they wanted to be exiled.

police!The police must be found!It should be around here!

Eve never thought that he would still have a picture of looking for the police all over the streets in the human world.A vampire seeking refuge from a human policeman was enough for Neil to laugh about for a year, but now there's nothing else to do.

Blue and red lights swirled and flickered, shining on the faces of Eve and Franklin. The sudden light made their eyes sore, but they finally found their target.

A patrol car was parked on the side of the road, with a police logo sprayed on it. After all these years, the police in the human world are still the same. They ran over.

Yves kicked on the front door, imprinting extremely inelegant big footprints, afraid that the police inside would not notice him.

"Hey! Someone is going to die!" Ive patted on the windshield. The glass of the police car is made of special material, so you can't see the inside clearly from the outside, but you can be sure that someone is there.

His palms ached, and Franklin yelled with him.

"Did you hear that! Someone is going to die! Mr. Police!"

After punching and kicking, the door of the police car finally opened, and a middle-aged man emerged from the inside, wearing sunglasses, a police cap, and a windbreaker, looking unhurried. From the look of fidgeting in his mouth, it seemed that this guy was still chewing gum. He glanced at Ive and said nothing.

This indifferent look is too embarrassing!Ive hasn't dealt with human police for a hundred years, is he still in this office state now?He tried to continue, but Franklin beside him suddenly stood in front of him, and he threw himself at the human police!

"Yves! Run!"

"He's not a policeman!"

Franklin rammed hard, and the opponent took half a step back, revealing the scene of the car sitting in the back, with two policemen tied behind and their mouths gagged.

The person in front of him was not a policeman, but a demon hunter in disguise!Could it be that he guessed that Yves and the others would come to the downtown area to ask for help, so he has been lying in ambush here! ?

Yves turned around and ran back, but he heard gunshots. It was different from the clear and clear sound in his impression. It was muffled, as if covered in a thick quilt, or separated by a flesh and blood body.

Franklin!

He saw Franklin's back pierced with bullet holes, and he couldn't count them until the body stopped moving, not even twitching.

The demon hunter disguised as a policeman pushed Franklin's body away, and the human lost his life like an old doll and fell in a pool of blood.The demon hunter blew on the muzzle of his gun, and said lightly: Courting death.

Eve had already fled for a certain distance, and the witcher calmly took out a weapon that looked like a sniper rifle from the car seat.He fired another shot in the direction in which Eve fled.

It was like throwing a sack in place, and everything was quiet.

"Hehehe."

The demon hunter snorted, he didn't go to clean up the prey immediately, but turned on the phone, the white light was reflected on his cold face, and entered a paragraph on the screen.

[Hahaha, are you still entangled with that bodyguard?What a fool. 】

[Do you know what it means to wait for a rabbit. 】

[The effect of the new bullet is good, with ultraviolet properties, it will not be as deadly as the silver bullet, but it is enough to shock him for a long time. I won this hunting operation. 】

[Get ready for the bonus. 】

He stepped forward, picked up Yves, looked back at Franklin who had been beaten into a sieve by him just now, and shrugged helplessly.

**********

I don't know how long I was in a coma.

It's like being in an empty space.

Consciousness was suspended in the air, and Yves knew he had been shot, but he didn't know what kind of bullet it was. It made a blood-sucking strand lose consciousness in an instant, but it didn't kill him.

The white mist lingered around him, as if there was nothing there, a long white snake wrapped around him, blocking his sight, he tried to break free, but was dodged by the white snake mist again and again, the last time I felt this way When I was still looking for the old doctor, I didn't expect to come again now.

He couldn't see, but his ears were still working. He could faintly hear someone talking.

Eve concentrated his attention, but felt that the content of the conversation was at a loss.

"Lynn..."

"Lynn..."

"My dear child."

Wait, what is he talking about?Eve frowned, obviously not understanding the situation.Who is the man speaking, and who is Lynn?Never heard of it?But... the man's tone and voice made him calm again, and he couldn't help listening.

"Forgive me, I had to."

"As long as you can exist."

"There is hope."

"Don't cry, my child."

"do not Cry."

Ive closed his eyes tightly and kept shaking his head, as if the sadness buried at the bottom was surging little by little, and his inner core was about to crack at the top, and the sadness was like an egg stirrer, smashing his mind , nowhere to vent, even made him want to vomit.

A beam of light enveloped him, driving away the fog for a while, but soon surrounded him, like countless ghosts haunting him, the gentle voice of the man was gradually overshadowed by more and more noises.

There were noises one after another, all of which were familiar to him.

I worked in a Louis Vuitton factory, I worked in a Dior atelier, I had a conversation with Chanel, I had a serious illness, a kind vampire rescued me, and then there was a war...

enough!

All the experiences are poured into the brain like a stuffed duck, over and over again.

Every detail, refined and refined, repeated and repeated!

enough!Say no more!I remember it all!

To shut up!

He opened his eyes suddenly, with too much force, the corners of the eyes were torn and hurt, the eyeballs seemed to be filled with air, and became extremely cold.

Huh, huh, Yves gasped heavily, his vision changed from blurred to clear and real.

He recognized the environment he was in. The paint on the walls began to peel off and was full of spots; the ceiling was also in disrepair for a long time, and I am afraid it would be a nightmare when it rained; A door not far away was also covered in stains, resembling a 'safety exit' in hell.

He is in a dilapidated old house.

Ive moved his body slightly, his hands were tied, and the pain came from his back. He took a deep breath, endured the pain and touched it. There was no burning sensation, not like being hit by a silver bullet. .

It was very quiet around, and he had to find a way to get out.