Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Chapter 320 321. Blade Warrior

Master Black Braised Egg Chrysanthemum, your nerves have been tense recently.

Supernatural and supernormal events come one after another, and there is no time to wait, and Master Kikuzu has once again accelerated the pace of recruiting people with superpowers.

There happened to be an old acquaintance, and Whistler got in touch with him.

As a half-vampire, the Blade Warrior is nicknamed Daywalker. As the name suggests, he has no vampire's weakness, no thirst for blood, but has a stronger physical fitness than ordinary vampires, and even more powerful fighting qualities.

Black marinated eggs naturally have ideas for Blade Warrior.

What's more, Master Chrysanthemum also attaches great importance to the issue of vampires.

He didn't catch up with the vampires to do things before, and the black stewed egg just followed Xiao Guicao to abide by the agreement that seemed to him to be completely nonsense, but now he can't ignore it.

According to the spoiler posture of the traverser, someone also knows that the Blade Warrior has joined the Howling Commandos of the SHIELD, and also joined the folk superhero team "Midnight Sons", all of which are organizations that specialize in dealing with supernatural events.

When Aaron came, it was natural that Master Chrysanthemum had once again shown his favor and sent him warmth. After collecting enough reputation points and favorability points, he could offer a solicitation.

It's like the black stewed egg sent the black widow sister to be a sweetheart for Tony Stark.

"So when can I see Blade?"

The blade warrior's real name is Eric Brooks, but everyone he knows is directly called blade.

"Just tonight, the blade will come right away." The old man Whistler replied, "There will be an action later, and you will also participate, how about it?"

"No problem, what action?" Aaron nodded and replied.

"We found out that Deacon's men on the beach are going to hold a blood party tonight." Whistler pinched the cigarette butt in his hand, took out another cigarette from his arms, lit it with a trembling hand, and smoked. Said with a mouthful.

【One after another, old man, can your body hold it up? ] A certain time traveler who used to be a policeman looked a little awkward, and he was so slandering in his heart.

However, Aaron also knew that the old man had no choice but to do it. You can see that he rubbed his immobile left leg from time to time. with.

"Blood Party?" Although Aaron had some guesses, he still asked with a stern look on his face.

"The method used by that bastard Dickon to create a large number of junior vampire cannon fodder..." old man Whistler explained in a deep voice.

Although the vampires here do not have a grading system in which strength is represented by the fifth rank, there are also newborn vampires, mature vampires, pure blood vampires, and vampire elders.

Basically, the longer you become a vampire, the stronger you become.

The pure-blooded vampires that reproduced with both sexes have greater potential than the mixed-blooded vampires that first came.

Since it is a product of the dark divine book, vampires are actually creatures of the legal system, and they are naturally compatible with dark elements.

But because of the first vampire, the great wizard Varner did not pass the dark book to Dracula, Dracula just got some of Varner's knowledge about vampires.

When it comes to Dracula's descendants, there is not much inheritance from Dracula, and even less knowledge about dark magic.

It has become that most of the current fighters are fighters, relying on physical fitness to work hard.

It also achieved the great reputation of the Blade Warrior for making the vampires look different.

While talking with Whistler, Aaron turned his head abruptly, then raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "This is the blade, right? I've known you for a long time."

Instead, he saw a tall and strong African-American man who was about the same height as himself, quietly appearing at the door.

This big man has a cropped head, wearing a black leather windbreaker, a breastplate lined with a metal plate, and a long sword straight on his back, with a hilt protruding from the back of his head, showing a martial spirit.

"Whistler." The big man was also taken aback by Aaron's sudden turning back, and his dissatisfied expression dissipated. He first greeted the old man, and then critically examined Aaron. He asked, "Who are you kid?"

Another boy named Aaron.

Aaron didn't care, he knew that this guy didn't look old, but was actually about the same age as the Punisher.

"I'm Aaron Walker, the person sent by S.H.I.E.L.D. to assist you this time."

"uh-huh."

The Blade Warrior snorted noncommittally.

This guy originally wanted to show off to Aaron's so-called "helper", but he didn't expect Aaron to have such a sense of spirituality, to be able to spot his stalking and sneaking, and he was a little uncertain about Aaron's origin.

Of course, Aaron could also see that the Blade Warrior might not be satisfied with Whistler's actions, and he didn't want anyone to hold him back.

[It's okay, team up and kill monsters once, and you'll know who's the thigh. ] A traveler said so in his heart.

"Find a place?" Whistler asked.

"Well, I'll resupply, and I'm leaving now." The Blade Warrior replied, but did not mention Aaron.

"Blade, bring Agent Walker, will it work? Give people a chance to try." Whistler persuaded.

Aaron curled his lips indifferently, whoever gave the task by the black stewed egg, just try it.

"cough."

Aaron coughed, drawing their attention, suddenly picked up a long sword on the weapon rack, drew the sword out of its sheath, flicked his wrist, and there were three sword flowers of exactly the same size and shape!

Immediately afterwards, Aaron danced between square inches, and in an instant, the whole body was covered with cold sword shadows!
Both Blade Warrior and Whistler felt dazzled for a while, especially Whistler, who was old and dizzy.

But he knew that Dao Feng was a knowledgeable person, and he could tell from Dao Feng's reaction that this kid probably didn't have a sudden convulsion, he seemed to be really powerful.

The old man couldn't help whistling, thinking that he was really the right guy to find Fury this time.

Every extra power against vampires will make the old man so happy that he wants to drink three cups.

The Blade Warrior, however, can see a little way. He knows that this is a master, not just playing around with his fists and embroidered legs. His power control is extremely precise, and all of it can be gathered on the blade without any waste. It was not the sound of loud wind, but the sound of extremely sharp blades cutting through the air.

Aaron finished practicing a set of Yihua Palace's primary swordsmanship. He drew back his moves and stood holding the sword. His face was neither blushing nor angry. With a flick of his wrist, he retracted the sword into its sheath with a clang, and flicked it behind his head, and the long sword fell back lightly. On the weapon rack, everything returned to its original position, and it looked exactly the same.

"Mr. Whistler, as I said before, this is not the first time I have been exposed to extraordinary events, nor is it incapable of protecting myself."

Aaron used his sword whenever he disagreed with him. Although he was a bit aggressive, it was the most straightforward way to convince Dao Feng and the old man simply and rudely.

After all, he is a blade warrior, so bringing a "warrior" naturally suits him best if he doesn't agree with each other.

"It's not bad, but I don't know how the real fight will be...Okay, then I will count you as one, but your body is not good." Dao Feng curled his lips and said, "It's not bad, so I will take you to play." " expression.

"Don't worry, he is prepared, but we need to use our weapons, Agent Walker, you can choose the guys here at will."

Whistler, who had communicated with Black Braised Egg, naturally knew that Aaron had a very good suit, but to deal with vampires, he still had to use special silver-plated cold weapons and bullets.

Of course, S.H.I.E.L.D. will also reimburse all costs of this operation.

He also knows that it is impossible for Blade Warrior to work as a vampire hunter without rewards. It is all supported by Whistler, a car scrap factory, and he has to get some spoils of vampires that have been eliminated and sell them on the black market. Keep it like this.

Anyway, it was spending the public's money to make his black-faced face, Master Chrysanthemum was very happy.

"Blade, tell Agent Walker how to deal with vampires on the way, and I'll prepare the car..."

In short, it's such a happy team, ready to brush vampires.

(End of this chapter)