midnight, three o'clock in the morning
The biting evil wind blows on the dark street, and the dim street lights beside the street only make the black color appear more intense.
The silver-haired young man, George Lucifer, left the ruined alley, fully released the power of the bloodline, and inherited his mother's memories and experiences. The first thing he thought of was to go to the Reaper's stronghold and find his father. Ask him why he didn't rescue his mother.
"Taking a taxi to a parking lot like this in the middle of the night is either a lunatic or a thief."
With the driver's muttering, George opened the taxi door and once again stepped into the place where his father worked, a place that once made his whole body nervous - the Reaper branch.
"Beep! Beep! Beep!" While there was no one around, George ran to the elevator and followed the method taught him by the previous Reaper masters, pressing the elevator floors in the specified order - or in other words, entering the access password. .
"Certified."
The few minutes of waiting for the elevator seemed as long as a century. Fortunately, the elevator finally reached the parking lot smoothly, and George's uneasy heart gradually stabilized as the elevator slowly descended.
"Crack!"
The elevator stopped smoothly under the base, and as the metal door of the elevator slowly opened, George did not see the expected scene of people coming and going. Instead...
Very dark and lightless, and a silence that perfectly matches this darkness!
Of course, for George, darkness is no longer a problem. After unlocking the power of the vampires, George could easily see everything in the darkness.
As his pupils slowly turned red, the scene hidden in the darkness appeared before his eyes!
Sandbags piled as high as half a person, heavily armed reapers, heavy machine guns, flamethrowers, and several snipers in the distance, all with their guns pointed...
"I?!"
Realizing the seriousness of the matter, George immediately turned back. Unfortunately, the door to the elevator behind him had long been closed. He only had the only way ahead, a dead end——
Within George's visual range, the ground was covered with solidified petroleum. This terrible strategic material was far more lethal than the heavy machine gun on the opposite side.
Just as George was concentrating on the surroundings, dozens of spotlights shone on his face. The change from too dark to too bright made his eyes temporarily blind, and even caused him to feel vomiting.
"Xiao Xianrou, if I were you, I wouldn't take another step forward." Sister Yao's voice came from the other side. The infrared ray in her hand was locked tightly on George's chest!
"Sister Yao, what's going on?" George's voice was full of anger and confusion.
"Before I answer your question, I need you to answer me a question." Sister Yao's voice suddenly became cold and ruthless, "Are you a human or a vampire now?"
"I'm a human... No, I'm also a vampire! I have the same power as a vampire, but I don't have fangs, and I can't suck blood... I can't tell whether I am a human or a vampire!"
George tried hard to explain his current situation, but the question quickly confused him.
"In short, my mother sealed my power so that I could live in the human world, but I was just attacked by a vampire from the Mammon family, and the seal was lifted. Apart from the first time, I have not changed, I am who I am! Sister Yao, I need your help!"
Silence, contrary to the bright light brought by dozens of spotlights, the battle that had been preparing to start returned to terrible silence. As the son of Captain Shun, everyone here knows about his existence; however, Shun is not here, and everyone in the Reaper branch is waiting for the order from Vice Captain Yao. They only need her order to pull the trigger or call it a day. .
"You said you haven't changed, prove it to me." After a long silence, Sister Yao gave him a chance to show off.
After thinking about it, George slowly opened the linen bag behind him, revealing the long sword inside. Even though it has been about two hours since the previous battle, the coldness on this trophy has not diminished.
Then, George threw the long sword out with all his strength. The long sword was inserted into the top of the sandbag directly in front of him at a clever angle. Behind him, a strong man with a puffy belly could just pull out the long sword with one hand.
Although throwing the long sword into the sandbag is a bit aggressive, it is much safer than throwing it on the ground full of solidified gasoline and causing some sparks. What's more, George is also betting on whether the fat Master Yu who once taught him various mechanical operations will also want to attack him?
Sure enough, the reaper next to Fatty Yu saw the sword flying over and nervously raised the tip of the gun, but was pressed down by Fatty Yu.
"Master Yu, this is the weapon left by the opponent when I just fought. It has the name of the Mammon family written on it. You can check the authenticity."
With a puzzled expression, Fatty Yu pulled out the long sword from the sandbag. The moment he took the long sword into his hands, the fat man, whose palms were rough as if they were made of iron, couldn't help but tremble.
Fatty Yu weighed it and observed the sword carefully before telling everyone his conclusion: "It has been tested and it is a sword that can only be owned by a true high-level vampire."
"Very good." There was a hint of praise in Sister Yao's voice. "Young man, why don't you tell us why you fight the high-level vampires of the Mammon family?"
Why? Gu Yue's figure popped into George's mind. Do you need to mention your love history with your former masters? George soon had the answer in his mind.
"In short, I fell in love with that vampire!" George's cadence echoed throughout the hall.
After a brief silence, although George couldn't see the spotlight, he clearly heard the laughter coming from all corners. He covered his mouth but couldn't help suppressing the laughter.
"You are a family, like father, like son... Forget it, finish it all, shovel the asphalt on the ground clean, whoever came up with the idea will shovel it..." Sister Yao's order came down. , everyone returned to their posts carrying small guns and cannons. Only Fatty Yu picked up the shovel reluctantly. It seemed that the idea of using asphalt instead of solidified oil was his idea.
"Master Yu, why?" George tugged at the corner of Fat Yu's clothes and quietly inquired.
"Why? Why do you know you're here? Nonsense, your father always asks us to keep a close eye on you before he goes on a business trip. Even your previous battles were watched live remotely through surveillance. How could we not know your location? It's not good in the first place. The whole army rushed to support you, but you actually fought back. We turned back halfway through the car. What I didn't expect was that you ran over on your own initiative. Sister Yao was worried that you would wake up to those non-human powers. I haven’t awakened any thoughts that are harmful to human beings, so I have to force you to make it clear first.”
At this point, Fatty Yao bent down his fat waist and said to George in a softer voice: "Originally, those girls wanted to use real solidified oil. I was afraid that it would not end, so I secretly mixed some asphalt into the mix. Go in, this way the burning speed will be slower, but she actually exposed it on the spot, damn it, I don’t want to lose face! You kid, wait until you go to her office, remember to pretend you don’t know, do you understand? "
Finally, Fatty Yu gave George a "you know" look and rushed him to Sister Yao's office.
George, who couldn't laugh or cry, opened the door of Sister Yao's office, only to find that she was not in the office. With his understanding of Sister Yao, George clearly understood the living habits of this strong woman - she would rather sweat in the training room behind the office for a day than lie on the boss's chair in the office for an hour.
What's more, Sister Yao's imaginary enemy is always a vampire operating in the dark, so her training room will only turn on the lights when she is not training. Now, the door to the training room is open, but there is no light inside, that is. explain--
"It's Sister Yao's style to ask you to enter the urn."
Shaking his head helplessly, George paced, tensing his nerves as he stepped into the darkness step by step, not daring to be careless in his heart.
This training room that once dominated all the wounds on his body is no joke. If he is not careful, there will be a dagger on his head...
Like, now!
When the slight sound of breaking through the air sounded in George's ears, George had already made an evasive action by rushing forward with all his strength. Based on his understanding of Sister Yao, when she was sneaking, her dagger could only hit the prey when she was about to hit it. Only then will it accelerate with all its strength, so as to ensure that it can be killed in one blow without being discovered to the greatest extent!
"Whoa!" Even though she had already made an evasive action, Sister Yao's dagger still scratched through the T-shirt on George's back, opening a huge hole in his clothes.
"Is it a real guy this time?" George, who dodged the blow, quickly took a dagger from the weapon rack next to him. Feeling the burning pain in his back, George was really frightened by the murderous aura in the air, and his mentality that had relaxed because of the misunderstanding became tense again.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
There were sounds of gold and iron clashing in the training room. After Sister Yao failed to hit George completely with her first blow, she switched to a frontal attack. George felt like he was facing a storm of fists, kicks and cold light. , even with his current reaction and speed, he could only barely block her attack.
Sister Yao's close-quarters skills are very good. The skills she has honed day and night can no longer close the gap by relying on faster speed or greater strength. Faced with such a seamless onslaught, the vampire's blood control skills or chemical The Mist Technique cannot be used with distraction at all!
"When you are caught in a defensive battle, defend with patience. Only patience can win!"
In a daze, Sister Yao's previous teachings flashed quickly in his mind.
Defense is a last resort, and offense is the best defense. This is an eternal principle. However, defense can also be a prelude to waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. The attacker's flaws are often obvious, especially when there is a short period of exhaustion after a missed hit.
"Ding!"
The cold light in Sister Yao's hand came from bottom to top, and hit George's defensive dagger with a tricky angle, exposing the gap in his head. Sister Yao's wrist turned slightly, removing the dagger when fighting. After the momentum, he stabbed George directly in the face with all his strength.
It's a danger, but it's also an opportunity!
George leaned back and took the posture of an iron bridge. Then he hit the ground with his left palm, using the force of the recoil to maintain his posture for half a second. Taking this opportunity, George's right foot quietly swept away. He grabbed Sister Yao's center of gravity leg and made her lose her balance.
Just as George hoped, Sister Yao did lose her balance and fell down, but with the force of her fall, she actually stabbed her dagger straight at George!
"Ding!"
It was another dagger confrontation. Sister Yao, who was looking down from the top, pressed down the dagger with all her strength. However, in this position, George fell to the ground, and his strength was more fully displayed.
"drink!"
With George's low roar, Sister Yao was thrown out and hit the wall of the training room hard. Before she could react, George's dagger was already placed on her neck.
"Sister Yao, let me win this time." George said with difficulty as he gasped for air. For him, the confrontation just now was not easy at all.
"It seems that the little fresh meat has finally grown up. Yes, young man, you finally won." Sister Yao, on the other hand, had no heavy breathing, no trembling muscles caused by overexertion, only a knife wound on her wrist. The slight sweat on her forehead proved that she had just exercised vigorously.
"Sister Yao, you are injured, please bandage it." George felt very distressed and guilty when he noticed the knife wound on Sister Yao's wrist.
"Don't push yourself too far, young man. I cut this wound myself before you came here. It's ten thousand years before you want to hurt me!" Sister Yao explained to him with a smile, "If you really become a vampire, When you smell blood, you will slowly lose your mind and become a beast that only knows how to attack madly. Vampires call it blood addiction. Now it seems that you don’t have blood addiction, and the human part of your sanity is still alive and well, which is very good!"
Ignoring the injury on her hand, Sister Yao walked towards the door and motioned for George to follow.
"Now you can talk to me carefully. What exactly do you need us to help you with?"
