Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

After David issued the order, the Rankerhof brothers took the lead and rushed into the building impatiently.

"The Russians will take the final reward, proving that we are the bravest gang in Hell's Kitchen, you sissies might as well admit defeat early, so as not to embarrass yourself!!"

The Lankerhof brothers were full of confidence and extremely excited.

To be honest, although the major gangs in Hell's Kitchen continue to conflict, after the alliance between Kingpin and Pushkin, the original undercurrent of the underground order was rebuilt, and large-scale firefights seemed to have withdrawn from the stage of history.

Everyone is clearing the door and making money, and there are very few contradictions and conflicts in essence.

Under the alliance of two major underground gang leaders, the market has grown rapidly.

Each of the major gangs has its own cake, and they are all enjoying it at the moment.

However, this excessively comfortable life has actually made a group of violent elements nostalgic for the days when they beat people with sticks and licked blood with the blades of knives.

"Fuck your ass, there's no way you bears will get rewards with us Irish around!"

"Just rely on the farmers raised by you British people, don't be ridiculous... When I get a bonus of 20 yuan, I will donate it to you to improve your life."

"Wait for me, when I finish killing these idiot vampires, let's find a place to fight one-on-one! I will tear your mouth apart!"

"Who is afraid of whom?!"

The Lankerhoff brothers from the Russian gang and John Looney, one of the leaders of the Irish gang, spat at each other, and neither of them accepted the other.

At this time.

The other gang members beside them were already under the horrified gazes of a group of FBI agents and National Guard combat team members. They did not shoot immediately, but casually picked up stools, vases, and other ordinary objects next to them. , aiming at the vampire's head and giving it a hard blow.

boom! !

The vampire who came towards me with sharp fangs was beaten to pieces and his head was bloody.

The gang members were not afraid of the vampires in front of them, and even became more and more excited as they fought.

Especially in front of the official personnel, wantonly destroying and killing the enemy made them feel unprecedented excitement.

It's like adultery between a man and a woman. The woman's husband followed the sound, smashed the door and entered, shouted "Why didn't you call me", then picked up the camera and stood by the bed to take a video.

All three parties are excited.

After smashing, seeing the vampire retreating steadily, everyone looked disdainful, so they raised the powerful spray gun in their hands and shot it in the head.

boom! !

Dozens of steel balls poured out under the stimulation of gunpowder, directly covering the head and upper body of the vampire in front of him.

Chi Chi Chi! !

Blood that was so deep that it was almost black spurted out.

The vampire was severely injured, his face was smashed into a big dent, and a piece of his head was missing from the spray.

Despite this, vampires still have the ability to act.

The eyeballs that were about to fall were fixed on the gang member in front of him, struggling to rush towards him.

But he was trampled on the sole of his feet by a large leather shoe.

boom!

The vampire's eyes were completely crushed!

The owner of this foot seemed to be upset and even crushed it hard.

"Hehehe—"

The consciousness of the vampire's existence urged his severely damaged vocal cords to make a humiliating muffled sound.

"I thought how powerful it is, and vampires are nothing more than that."

Bullseye, who belonged to the local gangster camp in New York, stared at the vampire who was almost beaten to a pulp by himself, and curled his lips.

As Mosley said, although vampires are difficult to kill, if the attack is strong enough, the vampires whose mobility is greatly attenuated, it is actually difficult to exert their due combat effectiveness.

Bullseye could have been spared the operation.

But out of curiosity about vampires, he still volunteered to join the war.

Of course there are dangers.

However, although there are a large number of vampires, they have never seen them in Hell's Kitchen. Who can have as many people as their gangsters have gathered.

Except, of course, the military.

……

Seeing the unexpected movements of these gang members who swarmed in, the FBI agents and National Guard inside the building were all dumbfounded.

They never expected that the other party would be so...simple and rude! !

When I was in a trance, I suddenly realized a problem.

This group of gangsters are fearless, and they lack sufficient fear of vampires.

They are not afraid of vampires biting themselves.

why?

Aren't they afraid of being infected as vampires?

boom! !

At this time, a huge explosion attracted their attention.

Following the sound subconsciously, the orange-red fire rushed to the ceiling, and the scorching air wave turned into a shock wave, spreading wildly and rushing towards the face.

Accompanied by the blasted vampire into pieces of flesh and blood, the air wave surged out in all directions, splashing warm blood onto his face, and the smell of rust poured into his nostrils.

People are quite disgusting.

"Fake!!"

Another leader of the Irish gang, McGinty yelled: "Coolley, I warned you, don't use bombs!! Didn't you see that you have a partner by your side? I was almost blown away by you!!"

"It's your honor to be killed by my bomb."

Finn Cooley laughed out loud, not paying any attention to the verbal attacks from fellow faction partners.

Wearing a dark gray suit and a mask, he looked demure, more like a theater actor than the rest of the Irish gang.

In fact, he is a well-known bomb expert, disfigured by the explosion, wears a mask all day long, and is also a master of fighting.

"He's a lunatic, stay away from him."

John Looney and McGinty, by coincidence, distanced themselves from Finn Cooley.

Although everyone is Irish, the Irish are also divided into camps.

A lunatic like Finn Cooley, even if he is a companion, is usually too lazy to talk to him, and he won't provoke him.

Not to mention others.

A vacuum appeared around Finn Cooley in an instant.

Seeing this, the vampire wanted to break through and tear open a gap for him to enter and exit.

Finn Cooley is not afraid, nor does he care about the rejection of him by those around him.

"It's really interesting that these vampires are still alive after being blown up like this..."

He stared at the vampire in front of him, who was almost only half of his body left, touched his chin, and looked at more vampires flying towards him, with a smirk on his face.

"It's a good time to try them, the power of the miniature bombs that have just been researched."

……

"Fack, they are a bunch of lunatics..."

"Where did Mosley find these crazy people?"

FBI agents and the National Guard looked dumbfounded.

They couldn't imagine that a bomb expert would throw bombs on the battlefield at will regardless of the safety of his companions and himself.

However, the companions are used to it. Instead of internal strife, they took the initiative to distance themselves from the bomb experts and let them do whatever they want.

If it was placed on a regular battlefield, someone like Finn Cooley who disobeyed orders would have been dragged out by his own commander long ago.

"I understand why they are not afraid of vampires..."

Someone muttered to themselves.

"Vampires are a group of lunatics who can't communicate and don't follow the rules. They have no morals, and they... are a group of lunatics who are more terrifying, crazy, and unruly than vampires!!"

sizzle sizzle...

The communicators hanging on their chests made a sound of electricity, and then rang.

It was the dignified voice of Mosley.

"How is the situation? How about the casualties of the group of gangsters? They didn't die, did they?"

"The situation is... very good."

An agent under his command pressed the communicator and responded: "Those gangsters are simply not human, they are more vampires than vampires."

"What do you mean?"

Mosley was stunned, and turned his head to look beside him. David, who was sitting in a wheelchair with a calm expression and no panic at all, suddenly appeared in his mind, what David said when the group of gangsters rushed into the building talk.

— "We're from Hell's Kitchen."

"The current situation is very good. The vampire has been defeated by the gangsters, and there is no damage for the time being..."

The agent gave the answer: "If those gangsters think that being bitten or scratched by a vampire is not considered an injury at all...they are indeed not in any danger of life."

"what?"

Mosley took a breath: "Fuck, bring those people out. If they become infected and become vampires, the situation will only get worse."

"Sir, we can't command them."

The agent's eyes followed the eyes of a bald man with a bull's eye on his forehead.

He walks among the vampires, the dagger in his hand cuts the iron like mud, every time he makes a move, he can cut off the flesh and blood of the vampire, and even cut a vampire into a stick in just a few minutes...

The bald man was covered in blood, his expression was extremely excited, and he stuck out his tongue from time to time, licking the blood spattered on his face, just like the chainsaw massacre in the movie.

Agents are well aware.

All the blood on this person came from vampires, not from himself.

"I……"

The agent hesitated for a moment: "I suspect that if I dare to command them, they will hack me to death as an accomplice of vampires."

"what?"

Mosley was dumbfounded.

Although he had been prepared for a long time, he didn't expect that the group of David's men could be so arrogant.

Who is the commander?

"I said, you have to trust them."

David was right next to Mosley, listening to all the conversations between him and the people inside the building.

He smiled lightly: "It's just some half-vampires, they don't pose a threat to them."

After a pause, he continued, "Actually, those vampires aren't really powerful characters at all, they're just a little difficult to deal with."

"Things can develop to this point, it's all because you are too slow to do the facts, and you are still timid. Naturally, you can't gain the upper hand in front of those vampires."

Hearing David's words, Mosley's eyes flickered slightly.

He caught a key word.

"Half-vampire?"

Mosley frowned slightly, and asked tentatively, "Did you know about their existence?"

"No, I didn't expect that Lucis could create a vampire through an ability similar to First Embrace."

David shook his head: "However, I used to be Mobius' assistant, and I also contributed to this research."

"According to my speculation, these vampires have no other abilities except that they are difficult to kill and have strong vitality."

To appease a nervous Mosley, he explained:

"Many of your previous concerns were unnecessary."

This statement is half true.

The reason why David is sure that the vampires created by Lucis in the building do not have the ability to infect is entirely because of past life memories.

Mobius indeed, like Lucis, has the ability to transform people into vampires.

Just like in the last scene of Dr. Dark Night's plot, Martina Bancroft, the girlfriend who should have died after being sucked blood by Mobias, suddenly opened her eyes.

And David happened to know that the half-vampire created by Mobius did not possess any superpowers except for the characteristics of tenacious vitality and bloodthirsty.

Therefore, David can be sure that the vampires in the building cannot have the "first embrace" ability that Mobius and Lucis possess.

"Fake!"

Mosley was a little annoyed: "Why didn't you say it earlier."

"You didn't even ask."

David blinked and warned: "However, only you and I know about this matter at the moment, you have to keep it secret for me, understand?"

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

When Mosley came back to his senses, he felt a sense of relaxation as he saw the light through the clouds.

Since those vampires do not have the ability to "first embrace", there is no so-called risk of infection for the previously injured companions.

This is undeniably good news.

Mosley also fully understands why David did not explain in front of everyone when he heard his concerns before.

This is an opportunity for the gangsters to reap benefits in an upright manner.

David, as the spokesperson of both Jin Bin and Pushkin, naturally cannot let it go easily.

For David to do this, there is no loss for Mosley, but a lot of benefits.

Who can take the credit for being the one who came up with this idea?

It's a win-win.

Mosley was no fool, he saw it clearly, and knew that he didn't need to expose it in advance.

"In that case..."

Mosley thought for a moment, picked up the gun in his hand, stepped forward quickly, found Rodriguez who was resting, and said hello:

"Rod, I received a message that the situation inside is not good! Come on, follow me in and help."

"what?"

Rodriguez was taken aback.

He looked at Mosley in front of him, feeling very unbelievable.

You were the one who said you wanted to catch fish just now, and now you are the one who told me to go in and do your best.

Are you out of your mind?

There are so many vampires in there, even if gangsters come to help, are you sure nothing will happen to the two of us?

"Mosley, is there a possibility..."

Rodriguez looked strange, pointed to his leg and said, "My leg is hurt..."

"Do you believe me?"

Mosley said suddenly: "I can't explain too much to you, do you believe me?"

"Fake!"

Rodriguez saw the firmness in Mosley's eyes, picked up the gun at hand, and gritted his teeth:

"Okay, I feel that my leg injury is not that serious, I believe you once!"

The two rushed towards the interior of the building again.

George Stacey, who was commanding the police around and waiting for them, was a little surprised when he saw the actions of the two of Mosley, showing a bit of admiration.

What he didn't know was the conversation between Mosley and Rodriguez after they entered the building.

"Mosley, is it time to explain to me?"

Rodriguez understood that there were too many people just now, and what Mosley said could not be explained clearly, but could only be hinted.

"I received accurate information that the vampires inside are not capable of infection."

Mosley whispered: "This means that we will not encounter unnecessary danger. In terms of numbers, we have an overwhelming advantage... Plus, the army is coming to support. You know what we should do something."

"of course."

Rodriguez's eyes lit up and he understood instantly.

Isn't it just to earn performance in front of big shots?

It may be a little difficult for you to make me act real, but this kind of false expression is fine for any individual.