Shixin Group has created tens of thousands of jobs in New York and is a veritable major taxpayer. Naturally, its headquarters is open to the public 24 hours a day.
"Gentlemen, do you have any reservations?"
Looking at Abraham holding the Sword of Sadhu, the receptionist asked with a wary face.
Lu Li noticed that she put her hand on the alarm, so he didn't answer. He just dodged and hit the girl across the board with a carotid artery slash.
Simple and efficient.
It made Duke feel like he was an expert. There was excitement in his tone: "Does this count as sneaking into the enemy's base camp from the front? Just like Neo in "The Matrix"."
"Don't underestimate Mr. Palmer. Maybe he already knows we're coming."
After speaking, Lu Li pointed to the top of his head. There were surveillance cameras everywhere on the ceiling, and you could even see that some of them were equipped with bulletproof glass.
"So what, in the face of absolute strength, conspiracy, money and power are nothing..."
At this point, Duke was so confident that things were not very complicated and he could just move forward and push everything forward.
Although Lu Li was very confident in his own strength, when he thought about the lunatic playing with self-destruction on the viaduct, his heart couldn't help but be filled with a haze. He solemnly reminded: "Don't forget, our secrets may be hidden in this building." Classmates, they are not that easy to deal with.”
Listening to the conversation between the two, the old man stepped forward. At this important moment, he had no intention of chatting and showed extremely strong execution ability.
"Let's go, follow."
After saying this, Lu Li pulled out the police pistol hidden in his waist, checked the gun's condition as quickly as possible, and then raised his head to guard his surroundings.
Duke also put away his frivolity, took out a short-barreled shotgun from under his heavy windbreaker, and skillfully loaded deer bullets. One of the rounds was the old man's homemade bean bag bullet, which was filled with silver shavings, which could kill more efficiently. Return of the dead.
"Damn it!"
"Why are these guys here?"
At this moment, the senior soul-returning zombie Eichorst lost his previous grace, stretched out his hand to hold Palmer, and urged: "Take the special elevator, let's get out of here!"
For thousands of years, there have been only a handful of people who are truly capable of hunting down the Blood Ancestor. Aikorst only knows two people:
Quinlan, the son of the Blood Ancestor, was the most powerful warrior in the ancient Roman Empire. Because he was a hybrid, there were no bloodthirsty nematodes in his body and he did not have to listen to the Blood Ancestor's orders. He was also much more resistant to sunlight, silver and living water than his father. .
The other one was Lu Li.
Until now, the blood ancestor living in the body of the giant Sadhu is still unwilling to collide with him head-on. He can only hide in a hidden and dark place and wait patiently for the moment when the group develops and grows enough to overturn the world.
Since the owner was so afraid, as a loyal dog, Eichorst naturally behaved even more unbearably. If conditions did not allow it, he would have jumped out of the window to escape.
At this time, bodyguard Duncan pushed Eichorst away, put his pistol against his temple, and warned in a deep voice: "You'd better stay away. Mr. Palmer has just finished his dialysis treatment and needs to rest."
"Give me white blood...cough cough cough...he promised to give me health..."
Palmer started coughing violently, and he wasn't pretending to do so. For now, he really didn't have the ability to get out of bed and walk, so he could only lie down and rest.
Seeing this, Akhorst felt a surge of unknown anger in his heart. Frankly speaking, he hated stupid and fragile humans who would always fall behind at critical moments.
Why not turn Palmer into a resurrected corpse?
A crazy idea came to me.
However, the Blood Ancestor needs a human to stand in front of the stage and deal with high-level government officials on its behalf.
Thinking of this, Akhorst retracted the tongue that had already stuck out of his throat, pursed his lips and said: "There is no white blood around me. In addition, the master is not nearby and will not come here specially, so you have to go in person." Go and see him."
"Let's go, change to a wheelchair and let Duncan push you."
The words were arrogant and could not be rejected.
In the eyes of the loyal dog Eichorst, except his master, everything can be sacrificed, including himself.
On the side, bodyguard Duncan not only did not put down his pistol, but became more vigilant——
Judging from Eichorst's performance just now, the Blood Ancestor did not regard Mr. Palmer as a partner, but as a dog that could be used.
in monitoring equipment.
Lu Li and others have already reached the 32nd floor, less than fifty meters away from the top floor. If they don't move, they will have no choice but to fight to the death.
The key point is that even if you resist with a death wish, you still have no chance of winning.
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let Mr. Zhou go to Times Square to track him down!
Palmer felt a little regretful.
Maybe, I can take the opportunity to escape from the Blood Ancestor's pirate ship?
Just a moment ago, a quick glance.
The careerist not only saw the sharp tongue protruding from Eichorst's mouth, but also saw his old acquaintance Abraham through the surveillance.
We are all of the same age but have completely different physical conditions. How can a Jew who suffered so much in a concentration camp live so long and still maintain his agility?
He must have been hiding something from me back then!
Can you give up the darkness and turn to the light in exchange for that secret?
As a generational hero, instead of serving the monsters humbly, it is better to continue to cooperate with Abraham, who is also a human.
What's more, there is a mysterious man beside Abraham who is beyond recognition and even his blood ancestors would give in when they see him. Perhaps, he knows how to live forever.
At this critical moment, there is a crisis of trust in the Blood Ancestor's Dark Alliance, and both parties have their own agendas.
"Ahem...okay."
As the saying goes, people become better with age. Palmer turned his head and looked at the personal bodyguards, and said feebly: "Let the security team hold them back."
Hearing this, Duncan nodded, gave some instructions into the headset, and at the same time carried Palmer to the multi-purpose wheelchair.
Seeing this, Aichorst touched the detective's bald head and said warmly: "You three should go and help too."
The next moment, three black shadows rushed up to the ceiling and disappeared from sight.
Just like that, the top floor of the building became cold again, and the unique stench of the returning corpse became inaudible.
"For the Blood Ancestor's grand plan, you should stay here to prevent accidents from happening."
An old and weak voice suddenly sounded.
"Why?"
Eichorst paused, stopped at the exit of the escape elevator, turned to look at Palmer next to him, "I need an explanation."
"You should know how terrifying the man next to Abraham is."
"If we can't stop it, you can delay it for a while if you stay on the top floor..." Palmer analyzed to himself: "At this stage, the Blood Ancestor still needs my help."
"good."
Before he could finish speaking, Eichorst straightened the folds of his suit and walked happily to the living room.
At this time, bodyguard Duncan was surprised to find that there was a flash of blood in this guy's eyes.
"Mr. Palmer, I hope you don't choose the wrong side."
Obviously, this voice did not belong to the three people present, but it came from Aihorst's mouth.
