Marvel's princess becomes king

Looking at these expressionless soldiers, even though John Wick had killed countless people, he was still a little scared at this time, and he felt incredible about the technological power of the hotel.

Directly instilling combat skills, and these guys who don't look like living people, the strength hidden in the hotel is too powerful!

"Can you understand me?" John Wick asked, looking at the one hundred and fifty identical cyborgs behind him.

"Of course, sir, we are ordered to follow your orders."

"Okay! I need you to divide your team now. Twenty people will create chaos in the front, and the remaining people will go with me to make a surprise attack from behind."

"Yes, sir."

The power of the Vampires will be enhanced at night, but this gain is just that, and will not produce an overwhelming advantage.

Bella's original plan was to have cyborgs, but now she has cyborg soldiers in hand, so she can deploy her troops more calmly.

There are enough troops, and the bionic soldiers also carry silver bullets and silver tactical blades. Even if they exchange one for ten, she will not lose.

As the second hand pointed to nine o'clock, the cyborg soldiers scattered outside New York City's large and small houses, nightclubs, casinos, car washes and many hospital morgues launched attacks at the same time.

John Wick and a dozen other elites led the attack against the vampires on Wall Street. The vampires here were older and hidden deeper.

At this time, John Wick was hiding in the dark, setting up his sniper rifle, and then ordered the cyborg soldiers to attack.

"Who are you?!" The guard at the door stopped them. Under the moonlight at night, his eyes looked a little red.

The cyborg soldier drew his knife and stabbed, but the vampire guard's reaction speed was much faster than that of the cyborg. He grabbed the cyborg's wrist, and then tore it out violently.

"Poof" a stream of milky white, milk-like artificial blood sprayed into his face.

"What the hell is this?" Before he could figure out what was going on, the silver tactical straight knives in the hands of the other cyborgs pierced his chest, and the vampire guards were turned into fly ash on the spot, which made people watching from a distance John Wick was surprised. Are there really vampires in the world? !

He kept shooting at the vampires who tried to escape, while the cyborg soldiers followed the input orders somewhat rigidly and carried out methodical attacks.

Cyborg soldiers have no emotions, know no fear, and don't care about sacrifice. Vampires can't do that. They are extremely afraid of death.

The fear of death seriously affected their combat effectiveness. They were defeated steadily without being able to exert even % of their % ability.

This scene happened in the streets and alleys of New York City. Bella used the Cauldron of All Things, divination, and interrogation of vampire traitors to find more than eighty strongholds. Now they were attacked at the same time. The peaceful night was suddenly destroyed by gunfire and Shrouded in explosions.

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After losing the advantage of a surprise attack, the vampires also began to fight back. Biochemicals continued to have their necks ripped off by them, and milky white artificial blood flowed everywhere. The scene looked particularly "evil".

Under a gorgeous building on Wall Street, as many peripheral families were attacked and a large number of blood descendants died tragically, some surviving family elders and warriors quickly gathered here.

The American media has always said that people on Wall Street are vampires. In fact, they are very correct. Some ancient secret party vampires live here and use the huge wealth accumulated by their respective families to participate in and control the development of the world economy.

Night is the most active time for vampires. At this time, several well-dressed vampires who look quite gentlemanly are standing or sitting in the hall, listening to reports from their subordinates.

Some vampire elders were cursing in weird British accents, while others wanted other families to take advantage of the situation.

Before they could come up with a solution, the door was pushed open with a bang, and a tall, muscled vampire strode in holding a cyborg with only its head left.

Several vampire elders frowned. The milky white, fluorocarbon-based solution in the biochemical human body can replace the hemoglobin that transmits oxygen to the blood. This artificial blood smells a bit pungent and weird to humans, but to vampires Said, this stuff is similar to stinky tofu, it smells so bad!

"Idiot! What are you doing? Do you know where this place is?" Several vampire elders yelled loudly.

The tall vampire became even more angry: "It's you who are stupid! You only know how to sit here and study. Have you studied anything? The enemy is about to kill here! We should have killed all those humans long ago and killed them to the point of fear. , not what you idiots call economic control! Where is your control? Let me see!"

The hard-liners among the vampires, that is, the younger generation, have long been dissatisfied with the dominance of the old vampires. Unless these guys die, the young vampires will never be able to take over. The conflict between the two sides is extremely deep. Finally, at this moment of impending disaster, they finally completely burst out.

"Dickon Faith, remember your identity!" an old vampire shouted sternly.

The other party didn't take a step back and looked at each other without fear, as if he was looking at a life-or-death enemy.

An old vampire raised his hand and shot out a black mist. The smoke rolled and contained a lot of dark magic. Dickon Faith knew the power of this spell and slammed the door fiercely.

"Your Highness Hellstorm, we have been attacked and now we need some help from our allies." The oldest vampire in the room, with skin like a mummy, said to the empty seat next to him.

A young man suddenly appeared on the seat. He had blond hair, blood-red eyes, and an inverted pentagram symbolizing Satan painted on his bare chest.

His appearance instantly raised the temperature of the room by ten degrees. Hellstorm glanced at the old vampire and his voice was a little hoarse: "We formed an alliance with the vampires to fight against heaven. We are not here to help you fight."

Hell Storm's tone was full of dissatisfaction: "Look what you have done? I reminded you before not to provoke that woman, but you promised me at that time!"

The old vampire said sadly: "It's just the private actions of some young people. They were wrong, but they had good intentions. The ancestors acquiesced to their actions. We had a backup plan, but it was a pity that it was destroyed by the passing human. .....turning the topic back to us, why are we so eager to increase our strength? Isn’t it for the ultimate victory of hell?”

Hell Storm laughed in anger: "Does Hell need you to do this? You are not willing to use those so-called elites to play tricks and cleverness. This is your ending today!"