Beauty Man: All Heavens and Immortals

Chapter 100 Vampire Hunter (First Order!)

Bronx.

Inside a footbath nightclub.

On the stage, there are two little lolitas with two ponytails, wearing classic student uniforms with feet, showing their short legs, holding a microphone, singing and dancing with the voice of children with feet feet, under the uniforms, white Fat time looming.

The audience was full of 50-[-]-year-old monsters, all in suits and leather shoes, smoking cigarettes, drinking wine, staring at the two little lolitas on the stage, with ambiguous smiles on the corners of their mouths...

At this time, a black man wearing a black leather jacket and black sunglasses at night broke in. Although he was carrying a knife on his back and beat the waiter, he could only be glanced at by some weirdos. , and then ignored him, and continued to cast his fiery eyes on the stage.

Even, most of the foot basin monsters didn't look away at all...

A white policeman with a bruised nose and a swollen face came out of it. When he saw the black man, his face changed and he turned around and ran away.

The black man quickly caught up, grabbed the white policeman by the neck, and said coldly, "Where is the entrance?"

The white policeman cried, "Sunwalker, I really can't tell."

The daywalker blade grimaced, without saying a word, he was beaten up, and then asked again: "Where is the entrance?"

The white policeman couldn't bear it anymore, and said with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I'll just tell you, it's in the refrigerator."

The Blade Warrior glanced at the refrigerator, thinking that the other party was lying to him, and beat him up again. Then, under the reminder of the white policeman, he opened the refrigerator, revealing the entrance to the secret basement.

"Go back and tell Feith, I'm going to kill vampires, get out!"

A black woman came over, looked at the white policeman, and frowned at the Blade Warrior: "Is this really necessary?"

The Blade Warrior glanced at her blankly, then slipped in through the entrance with a short body, and the black woman gave a wry smile and followed closely behind.

Her name is Vanessa Brooke.

A few days ago, she was a hematologist working in a hospital, she was unlucky, she was bitten by a charred vampire, she was rescued by the blade warrior, and she was treated with anti-transformation serum, she thought she could return to normal life, but Unexpectedly, as soon as she returned, she was targeted by the Hagui clan under the vampires and wanted to kill her to silence her.

At this time, the blade warrior suddenly appeared, beat up the white policeman just now, and asked for information. Only then did she realize that the blade warrior had used her as a bait.

She is not an idiot. After learning about the huge power of vampires, she immediately temporarily gave up her plan to return to society. She followed the blade warrior closely, trying to survive, and through the blade warrior, she obtained the blood of vampires for research to see if Able to develop self-help medicine.

They came here this time to track down the white police and want to find the database of vampires in New York.

Underground room.

What you can see is a server.

Vanessa exclaimed: "What a huge database, so high-tech."

The Blade Warrior said coldly: "Among the elites in all walks of life, there are their people, and the records must be here."

At the end of the database, there was a large pool of fat piled up there. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a person...

"Xiao Ke, is that you?"

Hearing the movement, the disgusting Fatty began to speak. When he looked up, he saw the Blade Warrior walking over with a sneer on his face.

"Ah, Sunwalker, here he comes."

Vanessa turned her head with some nausea.

The blade warrior introduced: "This must be the pearl, the curator of the vampire database."

Pearl faced the monitor and yelled in fear: "Fei Si, you still need me, hurry up and send someone to rescue me."

On the other end of the video, the ambitious mixed-race leader Dicken Firth bit the throat of the white policeman who ran back to report the news, sucked blood, and heard Pearl's call for help, threw away the dead white policeman, and said with a bloody smile: "Pearl, you're dead, have some backbone."

After another chat with the blade warrior, he hung up the communication.

The Blade Warrior raised an eyebrow at Vanessa, and Vanessa took out a miner's lamp from her backpack.

"Hey fat pig, listen, here's the UV lamp, we're going to play a quiz, if you answer well, you'll just get a tan..."

Then he pointed to the animation on the computer screen and asked, "What is this?"

Pearl lied: "No, it's nothing, it's just a routine research. In fact, it's just a video game."

The Blade Warrior grinned, showing his big white teeth, and snapped his fingers at Vanessa.

Vanessa understood, and turned on the ultraviolet lamp. The purple light shone on Pearl's fat, and a chemical reaction immediately occurred. A puff of smoke from the roasted fat rose up amidst Pearl's cries of pain.

After she turned off the ultraviolet light, the fat on Pearl's body had serious burn marks.

"This is a fragment of prophecy."

"What prophecy?"

"I don't know either, ah... this animation says that if you gather all twelve pure-blooded vampires, you can awaken the blood god of the vampires. Sunwalker, you can't stop them."

"Who said that?"

"It's not me, but Feith said."

"Take care of him, and if there is any change, follow him."

After instructing Vanessa, the Blade Warrior began to search for relevant records in the database, and at this time, Feith also led his men to kill.

Facts have proved that the Blade Warrior can also deal with some trash. When he met a ruthless person like Feith and led people to surround him, he immediately fell into a disadvantage. If Feith needed to capture him alive, he would have died a long time ago.

Fortunately, he also had a helper, an old man with white hair, who rushed in with a submachine gun and rescued Blade and Vanessa.

The vampires were in hot pursuit.

In a critical situation, a black figure flashed past, and the three Blade Warriors focused their eyes, and saw a man wearing a covered black helmet, black uniform, black cloak, and holding a silver long sword in his hand. People, standing not far from them, smiled at them.

The dozen or so vampires who were chasing after with their fangs bared and roared stopped, and then amidst the screams, a ball of flames rose from their bodies, wrapping their bodies, and completely burned their entire bodies while breathing. The ashes are blown away by the wind.

"dark Knight."

"Hey, do you know me?"

Owen said with some surprise.

The Blade Warrior said with a blank expression: "We met once, and who in New York doesn't know your name?"

After Owen felt that the light that appeared out of thin air in the star sea of ​​consciousness was completely absorbed, the smile on his face became even brighter: "I didn't expect the famous Blade Warrior to know me. It's really my honor."

The lame white-haired old man greeted: "It's not convenient to talk here, Dark Knight, if you don't dislike it, you can go to our base and have a good chat, how about it?"

The blade warrior looked at the white-haired old man in surprise, and then remembered Owen's human identity and super-powerful skills, and couldn't help but suddenly realized.

This coincided with Owen's plan, so he nodded and smiled: "Alright."

Inside an abandoned factory.

The white-haired old man greeted and introduced: "Dark Knight, hello, my name is Abraham Whistler, and this is Blade. You must know that we are vampire hunters."

Owen patted the silver-plated sword on his waist and said with a smile, "Naturally."

Vanessa said with some dissatisfaction: "Have you forgotten me? Dark Knight, hello, my name is Vanessa Brooke, I am a hematologist, and now I am a victim."

Owen nodded to Vanessa: "Hello, Miss Brook."

The Blade Warrior nodded to Owen, turned and left.

Fearing that Owen might misunderstand, Whistler explained: "Dark Knight, don't get me wrong. The Blade Warrior is withdrawn and not good at communicating with others. It is not aimed at you."

Owen waved his hand and said, "Understand, understand, Mr. Whistler, I only recently discovered that there are vampires in New York. I learned about your existence from them. I didn't expect to meet them tonight. I intend to clear the entire New York Vampire, I don't know, are you and the blade warrior interested in participating?"

Whistler was overjoyed when he heard the words: "I'm interested, I'm interested. We have been chasing and killing vampires for so many years, just hoping to eliminate them, but because we are weak, it is difficult to make great progress. If there are dark knights to join, Our chances of winning are greater.”

After speaking, he fell silent suddenly, with a sad look on his face.

Owen asked in surprise, "Mr. Whistler, what's wrong?"

Whistler sighed: "It's nothing, I just remembered some past events for a while. Six years ago, I was an ordinary person with an ordinary but happy family, a beloved wife, and two lovely daughters. Suddenly one day, A homeless man broke into my house, he was a vampire, knocked me down, played with them first in front of my face, and then forced me to decide which one to die first..."

Vanessa looked sympathetic.

Owen thought about the picture and sighed: "This is really a sad story..."

Whistler glanced at Owen, gritted his teeth, and said, "So, after that, I became a vampire hunter and swore to kill all vampires. When I first met Blade, he was still a child, holding A homeless man sucked blood, I thought he was a vampire and almost killed him, only to find out later that he was different from a vampire."

Vanessa asked with interest, "What's the difference?"

Whistler explained: "When he was not yet born, his mother was bitten by a vampire, infected him, sent him to the hospital, only rescued him, he also sucks blood, has the speed and strength of a vampire, but is not afraid of the vampire's nemesis , I adopted him, trained him to be a vampire hunter, and hunted and killed vampires for more than five years."

Vanessa murmured: "So it's like this..."

Owen is familiar with the plot, so he naturally understands this, so he doesn't take it seriously. Seeing Whistler looking at his expression all the time, he understands it in his heart, and said with a smile: "Mr. Whistler, I don't know, do you have any detailed information about New York vampires?"

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