The aura of a priest is infinite

Chapter 611 He Was Terrified

Rumble!
The original drizzle suddenly turned into a downpour with a burst of thunder and lightning, pouring down on this piece of heaven and earth.

Silently followed the flow of people into the subway station to avoid the heavy rain, and set his sights on a vampire hiding in the crowd.

The vampire was dressed in a black suit with a slightly bulging waist. Inside was a continuous-fire pistol full of ammunition. The bullets were special mithril bullets, which were used to deal with werewolves who were afraid of silver products.

In the world of Underworld, vampires are afraid of the ultraviolet rays in the sun, and werewolves are afraid of the silver element in silver.

This is the racial defect brought to them by the blood of the virus.

It is precisely because the virus endows them with power, so they cannot possess blood energy and cast magic like the blood races in reality, but can only fight like soldiers or use modern firearms.

A vampire who doesn't use magic but uses guns!
Tsk tsk, what a rubbish vampire!

Such a vampire is not even the lowest vampire among the Nether vampires, and is nothing.

Shen Mo shook his head and commented, but he was noticed by the blood race. The latter showed a bad look, but turned his head quickly, because a reminder came from the portable walkie-talkie in his ear.

"Regil, they're heading towards you. Be careful!"

As the order came down, Shen Mo noticed two men rushing to the entrance of the subway station, the sturdy old black and the wretched little white, they were the werewolves that Shen Mo had detected with his mind and eyes before.

Um!This is a hunting operation of blood clan against werewolves.

Obviously, the two werewolves didn't know that they were being followed and surrounded by blood clans.

Their attention is not here, they seem to be following a person, a white man with a Nordic face in a baseball uniform and a badge tied around his neck.

Mo Mo knew in his heart that this man was the hero of the night, Michael with perfect blood.

Tsk tsk, this perfect blood was obtained without any effort.

Silence smiled, stepped out, and followed.

Regil, the blood clan, was hiding behind the subway pillars, his eyes followed the two werewolves, and he passed the information through the headset.

In a daze, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a silent figure. The human who had just been watching him seemed to be following two werewolves.

Ok? !

Sanguine Regal has many question marks in his head.

In his view, there is no reason for humans to follow werewolves, which is completely suicidal.

He only thought that he was thinking too much, Shen Mo was just a passerby who followed along the way.

But what happened next surprised Regal.

The Chinese went straight to the two werewolves, and stretched out his hand to pat the two of them on the shoulders. The high and low shoulder pats were very joyful.

The weird strike-up scenes between humans and werewolves are even more dramatic.

Regil grinned and said, "Guys, guess what I saw? A human took the initiative to strike up a conversation with werewolves and patted them on the shoulder."

Zizi!There was a discussion in the headset.

"Does prey send hospice to hunters?"

"Haha, that person, he is dead!"

"Don't be distracted, keep your eyes on the target, and don't worry about other things."

Regil smirked, and saw the two werewolves turn around in surprise, and looked at the Chinese man with puzzled eyes.

"who are you?"

The sturdy old Hei asked in a rough voice.

The wretched Xiaobai also looked puzzled, not knowing why.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that that person is mine."

Silence didn't say much, went straight to the point, and pointed to Michael who was about to get on the subway.

The sturdy old black's face changed suddenly, his eyes showed a fierce look, and his brutal wolfishness erupted instantly. He couldn't help but want to grab Shen Mo's neck, and then pinch his neck like a piece of wood.

But a scene that shocked everyone happened.

I saw that after silence, he made a wolf, and punched hard. Before the sturdy old black could touch silence, he flew backwards like a cannonball, and hit the concrete wall of the subway fiercely, half of his body was injured. caught in it.

hiss!
The entire subway station fell into dead silence for an instant. After three seconds of silence, a woman's scream broke the dead silence. The people standing there, aware of the danger, jumped around.

In this troubled city, the citizens have long practiced excellent escape skills.

Regal's eyes widened, disbelief was written on his pale face, he swallowed subconsciously, and tremblingly said into the headset: "Guys, guess what I saw..."

"What? Did the werewolf eat that man?"

"Since you have done it, let's act and kill the target."

"Regil, hold on tight, we'll be right there."

Regil said in amazement: "No, you all guessed wrong, I saw that person killed a werewolf with one move."

"···"

There was a moment of silence in the headset, and then an unbelievable inquiry sounded again.

"Regil, you read it wrong! How can humans have the ability to kill werewolves, what did he use, a Mithril pistol or a bomb?"

"No, it looks like he's using a fist."

"Fist, are you sure?"

Regal's eyes widened, and he looked forward again.

I saw that after Shen Mo killed the sturdy old black, the wretched Xiaobai also reacted, raising his hand to pull the trigger on Shen Mo.

Da da da!
The bursting submachine gun was spitting out flames in the wretched Xiaobai's hands. At such a short distance, even the vampires could not avoid such intensive and powerful attacks.

But to the disbelief of Regil and Xiaobai, the Chinese man who was supposed to die tragically at the gunpoint turned into an afterimage with one hand.

When the arm was frozen again, countless bullets slid down with his palm and collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

Catch bullets with bare hands! ?

A layer of cold sweat had unknowingly formed on Regil's forehead. After he became a vampire, he had never sweated. He thought he had lost this function, but obviously, he did.

"Guys, do you believe in catching bullets with your bare hands?"

···
The companions on the other end of the headset were silent. They didn't know the truth, and they already concluded that Regil was probably crazy, or had been poisoned by a werewolf's hallucinogenic drug or something, so they spoke such nonsense.

Killing a werewolf with one punch and catching bullets with bare hands, is there such a powerful human being in this world?
Although Regal's companions didn't believe it, the wretched Xiaobai and Regal who were present witnessed such a miracle with their own eyes.

The wretched Xiaobai quickly finished firing a round of bullets, but seeing the unharmed silence, the whole wolf showed an extremely terrified expression, retreated like crazy, fled to the subway car, and opened the subway door , fled.

Regil just watched the werewolf flee, but he didn't dare to take any action because he was terrified at the time.

With such a terrifying scene, how could Regal dare to take any action.

Silence smiled and watched the wretched Xiaobai leave, and then turned his head to look at Regal in the next second. With just one look, Regal seemed to be stared at by the god of death, his head turned white instantly, and he passed out.

After solving Regil's trouble, Shen Mo walked slowly towards Michael who was hiding in a corner, and under the gaze of the other party's surprised and disturbed eyes, he stretched out his hand and said, "Hi, how are you?!"

Michael:? ? ?

(End of this chapter)