Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

April 1967, 4, Hong Kong Island, Repulse Bay Catholic Cathedral.

It was late at night, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and everything was silent. The street lights on the road had already been turned off, and it was dark, like a ghost.

"Dang lang lang~"

A piercing noise rang out, tearing up the quiet night. On the road in front of the church, a manhole cover suddenly flew into the air and rolled heavily on the road.

Almost at the same time as the manhole cover flew up, a huge figure as black as ink also flew out of the sewer well.

"Boom~"

This huge figure hit the road heavily, and then slowly straightened up. It was more than 2 meters high. It was wet from top to bottom, covered with filth, and had an unpleasant stench.

The monster's long and narrow eyes were strangely off-white, with no pupils, two sharp fangs protruding from its lips and palate, and a pair of huge fleshy wings behind it.

It looks like a hairless human bat, extremely terrifying, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"hu~hu~"

Panting like a cow, the monster took a few steps towards the church. It quickly shrank and squirmed, and quickly turned into a thin, naked white man.

At this moment, there was a commotion from a street corner not far away. A group of short mules with red hoops on their heads were holding flashlights, carrying machetes and sticks, knocking on doors and searching every house.

It is a great honor to be able to work for the Shashen, and it is an opportunity that cannot be found. Although the salary is limited, all the short mules on Hong Kong Island are still crazy and enthusiastic.

This job is to eliminate harm for the people, hunt and kill foreign devils, just listen to it to cheer up, the most important thing is that the green dogs who usually show off their power don't dare to be troublesome. After the people know the reason, they also express their understanding.

The dwarf mule on Hong Kong Island has been elated for the past two days, and he is so happy that he has no edge!
Those dwarf mules outside of the three major associations didn't even want to be paid, and joined spontaneously.

Now, there are at least 15 people on the streets of Hong Kong Island looking for Dyson Wilson, who is the incarnation of blood fangs.

No, it's already late at night, and this group of guys, who are full of energy and have nowhere to release, are still wandering around the street without sleep, extremely dedicated.

All the dwarf mules have a common idea, trying to find something, so they fall into the favor of Grandpa Shashen and reach the sky in one step.

Hearing the movement not far away, a trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the white man, then he looked down at his naked body, pursed his lips bitterly, his figure flashed, and suddenly disappeared in place , without a trace.

After a while, the group of short mules wandered to the front of the church. A sharp-eyed little man suddenly saw the manhole cover opened on the ground, and shouted in a panic:

"Brother Cat, look quickly, look quickly, the manhole cover over there is opened!"

"Ok?"

The man named Brother Mao was a man with a scarred face. Hearing this, he immediately shook the manhole cover that fell on the ground with a flashlight, and walked over quickly.

In addition to the overturned manhole cover, the ground was full of filth and stench, as well as a few horrible fuzzy footprints.

This footprint is more than half a meter long, and three slender pointed toes can be vaguely seen, which can be understood by a fool. It is definitely not left by humans.

"Pujie, my dear mother~"

After seeing it clearly, Brother Mao was so frightened that the flashlight fell to the ground, sat on the ground with his buttocks, his face was pale, and he said tremblingly:
"Blow, blow the whistle, blow the whistle immediately, rush, hurry up and find a note~~"

An hour later, Du Weiguo, Lancelot, Ninth Uncle, and Lei Na led a large group of people to rush over and immediately blocked the scene.

At this moment, the footprints on the ground were completely dry, and there was a faint stench in the air. It may be due to the filth, and a series of clear marks were left on the road.

It even left behind the process of the transformation of blood fangs. First, the three pointed toes resembled bird-like footprints, and then turned into normal human footprints.

"That's it~"

Lancelot just glanced at it, and he was sure that it was the footprints of Blood Liao, but his eyes flickered, and he hesitated to speak.

"What? Is there a problem? Lancelot."

Du Weiguo's eyes were sharp, and he instantly saw that there was something different in his expression. Lancelot pondered for a moment, with a slightly hesitant tone:

"Blood fang is arrogant, proud, cruel and tyrannical. In front of it, ordinary people are not even as good as an ant. It is crushed to death, why~"

Hearing this, Reina interjected:
"Mr. Lancelot, didn't you say before that blood fangs are afraid of the sun and will be greatly weakened during the day?"

Lancelot nodded:

"That's right, but no matter how weak it is, it's definitely not something ordinary people can handle. It can completely kill the police and escape calmly."

Lancelot lowered his head, staring at the hideous footprints on the ground:
"So I can't figure it out, why did it choose to get into the sewer? Wesley, besides you, are there other top experts on Hong Kong Island who can force it into such a mess?"

Hearing Lancelot's question, in the blink of an eye, an idea popped up in Du Weiguo's mind, that the blood beast should be forced into the sewer by himself.

At that time, I used teleportation to teleport to the top floor of the Wenhua Hotel, this guy must have sensed fatal danger.

The daytime is its weak period, and compared with death, its face is not worth mentioning, so it chooses such a embarrassing way to escape.

Uncle Jiu couldn't understand the conversation between them, he just stared at the footprints on the ground with burning eyes, thoughtful:
"Looking at the footprints, the blood savage will only leave for an hour at most. Such a strong smell should not fade away so easily, right?"

With a word to wake up the dreamer, Du Weiguo suddenly realized, his eyes were like a torch, and he immediately looked down at Nightmare. The black dog understood, sniffed his nose vigorously, and chased in one direction.

Dire's four feet smoked, and his speed was as fast as lightning, especially on such a smooth road, it was as fast as a black light, unparalleled.

If it was before self-healing and upgrading, in this case, Du Weiguo would not be able to catch up with Dire at all, and even now, he is still quite reluctant.

Even Du Weiguo had difficulty chasing him, not to mention the others, including Uncle Jiu, who were left behind at just one intersection and disappeared without a trace.

The only one who can keep up is the handsome old Lancelot. His way of driving is very unique and mighty. It is better to jump than to run.

Every time he stepped on the ground, the solid asphalt road would crack a lot, leaving a deep footprint, and his figure took advantage of the momentum to rush forward for no less than 5 meters, like a thunderbolt.

A dog and two people chased each other in the streets and alleys, galloping at top speed for more than an hour, and they didn't stop until they were near the North Point Wharf.

Ahead is the inland sea of ​​Hong Kong Island. At this time, in the middle of the night, the water surface is empty and pitch black. Not to mention big ships, there is not even a small sampan.

Night Dire is tough and has no taboos, except that it is afraid of water. It stops on the shore, fearful, and roars towards the opposite bank.

Du Weiguo stood behind it, sweating profusely, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the other side with fire in his eyes, and cursed angrily:
"This offal has crossed the sea, it should have flown over."

Compared with Du Weiguo, Lancelot's situation is much more embarrassing. After all, no matter how old he is, he can be Du Weiguo's father.

Time is not forgiving!

What's more, Lancelot has always carried a long and heavy backpack on his back. It seems that it should be his unique weapon.

At this moment, Lancelot's chestnut hair was completely soaked, and it was limply attached to his scalp. With his hands on his knees, he was panting violently, like a bellows.

In fact, if Du Weiguo hadn't reminded Dire to slow down just now, Lancelot would have been unable to keep up. Even so, it took a long time to catch his breath.

Lancelot took out something similar to a nautical compass from his arms, and after unfolding it, his eyebrows were erected, and his tone was harsh:
"That's right, it did cross the sea, and this beast is killing people again!"

Hearing this, Du Weiguo's eyes froze immediately, and he glanced at the compass in his hand. There was a needle as thick as a thermometer on it, filled with an unknown dark green liquid.

At this time, the green liquid in the pointer was shining slightly, pointing straight to the opposite bank, Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and asked:

"what is this?"

Lancelot's voice was low and succinct:

"This is the blood of the blood stalker. Whenever it sucks blood and hurts people, it will be sensed and light up for 12 hours. The closer it is to the body, the brighter it will be!"

baby!

Precise positioning radar, with this thing, there must be nowhere to hide for the blood beast. Du Weiguo's eyes were shining, his fists were clenched and rattling, and he wanted to snatch it for himself.

Of course, if you think about it, you can’t do this after all, Du Weiguo patrolled the surroundings with sharp eyes, and asked in a deep voice:
"Lancelot, can you still run? About 4 kilometers to the northwest is the ferry terminal. Where are we going to cross the sea?"

"No problem, let's go~"

Lancelot doesn't talk much, but has a stubborn temper. He wiped the sweat from his cheeks, tightened his backpack, and ran with big strides.

While running, Du Weiguo called Lei Na: "Leina, we are rushing to the Wan Chai Ferry Terminal now, crossing the sea, and sending a speedboat over immediately!"

At 2:[-] in the morning, with the waning moon in the sky, Hong Kong Island, Sha Tin, and Lok King Street.

"Buzz~"

On the empty road, a black BMW sedan, like a runaway wild horse, is running at full speed.

In the driver's seat, Du Weiguo held the steering wheel steadily, stepped on the accelerator, stared at the night sky with falcon-like eyes, and there was an inconspicuous black spot there.

In the pitch-black sky, this small black spot, which ordinary people can't distinguish at all, is a huge humanoid bat monster.

Yes, with the help of Lancelot, Blood Liao finally showed his face, and was bitten by Du Weiguo, chasing him for a full 7 blocks.

This guy's flying speed is very fast, extremely flexible, and extremely cunning. He will always change direction suddenly, and even use buildings to teleport and change direction.

Even with Du Weiguo's eyesight and reflexes, he will only be able to keep up with its speed if the accelerator is stepped on.

As for Uncle Lei Na and the others, they couldn't keep up at all, and they had been thrown away without a trace. There was even a car that overturned during the pursuit, and the car was destroyed.

Even Du Weiguo scrapped a Land Rover during the period. This BMW was picked up by him by the side of the road.

"Hurry up! Hurry up, Wesley, you'll be in range soon!"

On the co-pilot, Lancelot was holding a dark and unique weapon, which looked like a crossbow bolt and a harpoon gun. With fierce eyes, he urged anxiously.

Du Weiguo's eyes were as cold as a knife, his lips were tightly pressed together, and he didn't say a word. He was more anxious than Lancelot!

However, the car was not strong enough, he almost stepped on the gas pedal into the fuel tank, and the BMW under his crotch even started to tremble, as if it was about to disintegrate at any moment.

The engine technology of civilian cars in this era is still not very good, and the top speed is about 180 kilometers, which will be the same as the flying speed of the Blood Rover.

At this moment, the blood dog in the air suddenly made another sharp turn to the left. There is a building on the left side of this road, and there is no way to turn.

Just after passing the building, Du Weiguo was about to slam the steering wheel to make a sharp turn, when Lancelot suddenly shouted:
"Turn around, it turned left again, and now it's heading behind us."

"Fuck!"

Du Weiguo was so angry that he swears and slammed the handbrake. The speeding car made a beautiful drift and swung its head. After sliding for more than ten meters on the road, it completed a U-turn.

The car had just stabilized, and before Du Weiguo shifted gears to speed up, Lancelot suddenly yelled again:
"Wesley, it turned left again, now we are on the left!"

In fact, he didn't need to shout, Du Weiguo also saw it. At this moment, the blood fang in the sky was spreading its huge fleshy wings, gliding and changing directions.

Due to the two turns and changes of direction, the distance between them has been shortened a bit. At this moment, the straight-line distance between the blood beast and the car is less than 600 meters, just facing Lancelot.

Du Weiguo roared with red eyes:
"Lancelot, is your thing a fire stick? Didn't you say the range is 600 meters? Shoot it!"

Lancelot woke up like a dream, and quickly put the "harpoon crossbow" in his hand out of the car window, glanced at it, and pulled the trigger decisively.

"Zi la la~"

In the next instant, a faint blue light wrapped in an electric arc shot out from his harpoon crossbow at an extremely fast speed.

Du Weiguo's eyesight was extraordinary, and he could barely tell that the body wrapped in blue arcs was a 1-meter-long, thumb-thick iron arrow, like a javelin.

Lancelot's aim was very good, and the blue electric light shot towards the blood fang accurately, but when he was about to hit it, the big bat in midair suddenly disappeared.

The beast was cunning, using teleportation, and dodged the long arrow of lightning without any time. Du Weiguo's eyes were sharp, and he roared loudly:

"At 9 o'clock, shoot again!"

Du Weiguo is not only a god-level shooter, but also an extremely qualified observer. He reported the position quickly and accurately, and he reported the exact position almost the moment the blood dog appeared.

However, Lancelot's harpoon crossbow was not automatic, although he manipulated it proficiently and quickly reloaded it.

There was only a second of delay before and after, but when he raised his weapon again and wanted to aim, it was already too late.

After the blood stalker flashed, it flapped its giant wings fiercely, and its speed increased sharply. In an instant, it hid behind a residential building, losing its shooting angle.

Lancelot shouted impatiently: "Wesley, hurry up~~uh~"

Lancelot's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he became dizzy. When he shook his head vigorously and regained his clarity, he was the only one left in the car.

Du Weiguo couldn't bear it anymore, and directly launched a teleportation, teleporting to the sky above the house that the blood fangs had just disappeared.

The person was in the air, his eyes only swept away, and in the next moment, Du Weiguo's figure flashed again, and he had already appeared 30 meters in front of Xue Liao, finally facing the monster directly.

Blood Liao was about 2 meters tall, and his appearance was so ugly that it was hard to describe. He looked like a big hairless bat in the shape of a human, with a head that looked like a human and a mouse, with two sharp fangs sticking out.

The whole body is gray and black, with a pair of gray and white eyes without pupils, which makes people daunting, and a pair of big fleshy wings on the back, which is more than 4 meters long.

It has human-like arms and hands, but its lower limbs are like bird legs, with three sharp-fingered claws at the bottom.

Perhaps it was suddenly discovered that Du Weiguo could also teleport, the beast was stunned, the fleshy wings on its back vibrated slightly, and stagnated for a moment.

Master duel, just fight for a moment!
Du Weiguo stretched out his hand, and the Browning Type 35 pistol was already in his hand. His eyes were like knives, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation:
"Puff puff~~"

An orange-red flame whip, like the most splendid fireworks, instantly illuminated the night sky, and ruthlessly pulled towards Xue Liao's head.

Headshots, this is Du Weiguo's consistent style, straightforward and neat, and it is also his preferred method of killing enemies.

The reaction of the beast Xue Liao was also not so fast, the moment when the sterling silver bullet was about to hit the body, it was at the critical moment.

Its pair of fleshy wings were gathered suddenly, like a shield, firmly blocking the front of the body, wrapping the body tightly and airtight.

The flaming long whip formed by the sterling silver bullets slammed on its fleshy wings, and the guy suddenly let out a howling like ghosts and wolves.

"Ow~~"

Its fleshy wings were shot with many holes by pure silver bullets, dark green blood splashed everywhere, and it could no longer maintain its floating posture.

However, following Xue Liao's wailing, Du Weiguo's mind suddenly sank, his eyelids seemed to weigh more than a thousand ounces, and he wished he could fall asleep on the spot, so he closed his eyes involuntarily.

Xue Liao and Du Weiguo fell like meteors almost at the same time, when they were still more than 10 meters away from the ground.

Du Weiguo opened his eyes suddenly, and he had recovered his clarity. Without saying a word, with a wave of his hand, two silver bead grenades smashed towards Xue Liao.

"Boom, boom~"

Two instant-explosive grenades exploded in the air, but only one Lonely exploded. When there was no time to spare, Xue Liao used teleportation to escape again.

From this point of view, Xue Liao's danger perception ability is extremely strong, and he can always avoid evil and escape from death!

The frightening thing about teleportation is that it comes and goes without a trace, and it is impossible to predict the landing point at all. Even if Du Weiguo himself can teleport, it is still impossible to predict.

The place where Du Weiguo and Xuelian fought just now is next to a residential area, and there are densely packed tube buildings nearby.

Du Weiguo threw out the Nine Serenity Lock, and landed on the balcony of a family. His sharp eyes scanned everywhere, but no matter what, he couldn't find the figure of Xue Liao.

At this moment, an incomparably swift black light shot out from the alley, like a cannonball, and crashed into the window of a third-floor residential building.

The strongest thug under Du Weiguo's command, Night Dire has already been killed! (end of this chapter)