Abyss Express

Jiang Xueming walked out from the door of the confession room.

There was a burst of hot steam all over her body, and when the rifling of Morpho's suit collided with the vampire's muscles and bones, sparks could almost burst out.

It has to be said that Leon and Barbara's fighting power is very strong——

——The couple tried their best in the narrow confessional room. Except for the hardware data of the vampire's physical body, in Xue Ming's opinion, these two gangsters who are proficient in baton technique and street fighting are by no means ordinary people.

If you don't have this Morpho costume, you don't have this solid armor.

Jiang Xueming knew in his heart that he would definitely be seriously injured——

——The Morph Butterfly outfit's offensive and defensive design is like a soft hedgehog armor, which can prevent the enemy's bullets and cut the enemy's flesh and blood.

She had multiple soft tissue contusions on both arms, musculoskeletal strains, and bloody accumulations in her abdomen and torso, which could only be resolved by twenty milliliters of panacea.

Without this suit, there would be no female body with stronger fighting power.

It's hard to say who can get out of this small room alive.

She also thought about trying to use other methods, other weapons, and other trap designs to kill the Red Queen's godparents.

But it happened so suddenly——

——she hardly had any preparation time, and the plan couldn't keep up with Winston Spencer's arrangement, and couldn't keep up with this sudden change.

Silver powder and parazon were added to the dry powder fire extinguisher next to the confessional. Just in case, Jiang Xueming asked Winston to be ready at any time.

In order to let Leon relax his vigilance and expose the dead door. Jiang Xueming didn't bring his main weapon. He only had a combat master, twenty-three silver bullets, and a table knife.

Fortunately, the two chief vampires are very arrogant.

When Jiang Xueming issued an invitation to a life-and-death duel in such a narrow space, without hesitation, Leon wanted to confront this strange little nun the second time after being attacked.

If he shows his wings, he will return to his original shape. Maybe he could save his life, smash open the door with his strong and strange strength, break through the roof and fly away.

This is the last thing Xue Ming wants to see.

Now that the godmother and godfather of the Red Queen died here, everything was carried out steadily according to Uncle Winston's plan.

The VIPs were seated as scheduled, and the enemies based on the family were arranged in random order in front of the stage.

The curious young man was distracted by Meteor and Jessica, and moved further away from the elders or commanders in the combat group.

Once again, Xue Ming was amazed by Uncle Winston's superb butchering skills.

At this moment, it is time to start killing.

Seeing that the little nun was safe and sound, Winston Spencer immediately handed over the handkerchief: "How do you feel?"

Jiang Xueming told the truth: "It's cleaned up. I'm fine. The panacea reserves are sufficient. I can continue to fight at any time, sir."

Winston was visibly puzzled for a moment when he heard the word [sir].

Immediately afterwards, the uncle had to make a simple but not simple answer before the funeral bell rang.

"Why are you calling me sir?"

"Because your tactics are very effective. As the sharp knife in the JoeStar team, I can face-to-face with the enemy's ace and win. You can do this tactical arrangement with just one mouth, which is a miracle I can't understand. "

Winston was silent.

Jiang Xueming continued.

"Maybe you will say—because you are one of the top local snakes in London, you know these people, you have been an undercover agent for more than 20 years, you can not only command me, but also command the enemy, it is naturally easy to do these things .”

She took the steel mace and AK12 from Winston and was ready to go.

"But what I want to say is—your ability to deploy troops is really perfect. You must have been a top student in the military academy. I'm getting more and more curious about your past."

Winston showed a meaningful smile, with a look of joy, pretending to be a master without speaking.

Jiang Xueming pulled the Blood Wolf Eye camera, checked the status of the firearm, and talked with Winston about what to do next.

"No matter what, uncle, we have to fight a tough battle to achieve the results just now. We want all these blood-sucking bastards to die here. We must not let them escape. If one escapes, two will come back."

Winston understood: "I will stay at the feed station! I am very good! I will never disturb you! I will never delay you!"

Xue Ming nodded, and was about to talk about this matter.

"Sorry, Pigeon Knight. I didn't leave you a weapon, and I didn't treat you as a combat unit. If this gun can protect you, you can take it."

She took out the G26 from under her skirt and handed it to Uncle Winston.

Winston hesitated for a long time, but did not take the gun.

Xueming asked: "You don't know how to use it? Do you?"

Winston nodded: "Well, I don't know how to use it."

Xue Ming's eyes became sharper and aggressive——

"—Is it true that you don't know how to use it? Did you know it in military school? But you rarely practice it?"

Winston told the truth: "This is a modern Austrian firearm. It has a simple structure and can be fired when you hold it in your hand. There is no complicated carrying insurance. It is reliable and deadly-I dare not say that I can use it. I have never used it in my life. Such a nice gun."

Jiang Xueming immediately withdrew G26, and his eyes became gentle.

"Mr. Winston, you are a respectable man and a brave man."

Winston bowed slightly, ready to leave: "Really?"

Jiang Xueming was ready for attack, left from the shadow of the leeward side of the confession room, put on his bullet-proof helmet, and prepared to go to the mourning hall to hold a feast.

"Mr. Lu Xun said that the cowardly draw their swords to the weak, and the brave draw their swords to the strong. You have dealt with these vampires for so many years, and it is not easy for you not to go on the road of breaking the law and committing crimes—to help us risky Reckless young man, against these cannibals, there is no doubt that you are the brave."

Under the steel mask, Jiang Xueming felt extremely excited. She wanted to hold back the little wild horse in her heart and find a balance point from the violent hormone level, so she had to keep talking to strengthen her memory and remind herself repeatedly not to indulge in this hunting ritual inside.

"Just relying on this strong body, I killed Leon and Barbara."

"That's the strength of the body's essence. From the perspective of setting up an ambush to kill, it has completed the shortcoming of attacking the enemy."

"The ability of this body is far beyond my imagination."

"In the process of fighting at close quarters, my body is hardly affected by any negative emotions. I have a morbid obsession with killing life. The endorphins and dopamine secreted by the brain are real rewards. .”

In addition to [labor], Homo sapiens also likes to do one thing, and that is [killing].

If Jiang Xueming's male body loves labor very much, he can even visibly recover his mental strength while working.

Then this female body unconsciously smiled when it took someone's life, which is also the release of nature, and it is restoring spiritual power.

The more you kill, the more energetic you will be, and the more you kill, the happier you will be.

Xue Ming believes that this kind of physique is absolutely abnormal, especially in modern society——

——This female number has a big problem, the hunting instinct expressed by the recessive gene is too strong, she is thinking about how to break things, how to entrap life, and even need the neurotransmitter serotonin quality to treat.

However, it is an excellent choice to use it as a tool occasionally to deal with monsters.

Big Henry knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times in the mourning hall, following his godmother's instructions and performing all the etiquette.

Little Henry was impatient, and after finishing the kowtow ceremony, he was about to go to the confession room.

In the next second, a shining light burst out from Dr. Wang Chenggui's altar——

——It was a strong light that the naked eye could not bear, and it came from Chief Jessica's stockpile. When the flash bomb exploded, the strong light was accompanied by a strong sound of more than 170 decibels.

These two preparatory descendants of the blood race almost lost all will to fight immediately.

At this moment, Meteor carried Chief Jessica's head to the middle of the main road according to the seating order arranged by Winston. He tore off the colorful costumes of the Ghost Face Nuo Opera, and the strong light that burst out from it almost dazzled all the young vampires. Curious eyes blinked.

Bright fire sources burst out from the dark compartments of the aisle platform, and the smell of Parazon disinfectant was emitted from the thick smoke, and a fog so thick that it was impossible to see shrouded the narrow floor of only 200 square meters middle.

The old blood ghost with combat experience covered his eyes and began to scream miserably. At the same time, the soft flesh in his throat began to rot and stink under the erosion of silver dust. As long as you open your mouth and shout, you will lose your voice in an instant.

The big wolf's mask cut off all the strong light, Meteor woke up in a brief strong sound dizziness, and immediately turned into a beast that chooses and devours people.

He charged at the clump of vampire imps, and Wolf-ACE began breathing dragon breath.

There were gunshots in the thick fog one after another, and pieces of shattered meat were splashed on the auditorium.

But in just a few seconds, most of the vampire's vitality was wiped out, and I heard the sound of the flesh-cracking monster with the bat's wings piercing its back, and some vampires wanted to fly away from here——

——The black shadow in the fog had just left the ground, listening to the roar of the gunfire from the eyes of the blood wolf, the skull flying from a far away hit the registration table in the mourning hall—it became the last funeral gift.

More vampires didn't even have time to transform. Just the noise made by body changes, and the sudden increase in body shape in the fog, all became excellent targets for JoeStar, as conspicuous as fireflies in the dark night.

In this poisonous mist like mercury, there are also people who live in Winterhold with a strong will to survive.

The three boys walked forward together, closed their eyes, covered their mouths, and planned according to the road in memory, avoiding the bright light of flames in the thick fog, and wanted to go to the parking lot to retrieve the weapon.

They were almost ecstatic as they ran to the edge of the fog—

—Then the shoulders sank.

The sudden wolf claws and wolf kisses from behind brought the three honored guests back to the funeral scene.

Fortunately, there is also a band drummer from the Brotherhood of Blood——

——This old man drank HIGH in the morning and vomited violently in the toilet. He was about to come back and mourn for Dr. Cheng Gui's old master-servant friendship.

He went to the toilet to drain the water and vomited, and it only took five minutes. When he came back, he seemed to have entered a different world, as if everything had changed.

You can also see a guitarist who just flew up in the sky and was immediately cut in two by a blue flame.

Before the drummer summoned his spirit body, he turned into a bat shape, and suddenly a short stick sprang out from the mist, blasting his head into shattered watermelons.

When he was about to die, the unlucky ghost could still hear the roaring sound in the mourning hall, and the sound of electric current brought a violent noise that he could not tolerate, which almost shattered his eardrums.

The black shadows that flashed from time to time in the fog were like the King of Hades in the underworld, bewitching one's soul for one's life.

The moment the pineal gland and thalamus shattered, his soul flew away, leaving only a trembling corpse that was still burning with blue flames.

When the dense fog cleared, Jiang Xueming and his friends yelled orders.

"Check the battlefield!"

The four gods of death in black wandered among the seats, finding many blood races whose will to fight had been destroyed, and who pretended to be dead and tried to get away with it——

——Just stepped on the neck and smashed the head, and these gods of death moved towards the next target.

Robert Downing crouched in the dark like a farmer harvesting wheat.

Holding a shotgun, he stared fiercely at these monsters.

He just felt happy. Although he couldn't take revenge with his own hands, seeing these monsters die before his eyes was like eating Wuyang brand ice cream in the hot summer.

This is a law of nature.

This is the cycle of retribution.

From time to time, vampires knelt down and begged for mercy and wept bitterly, hugged Jiang Xueming's thigh, and promised prosperity, wealth, or talent.

The only answer to them was gunfire and bullets.

Meteor: "The area is completely silent."

Xiaoqi: "The area is completely silent, employer."

3301: "The area is completely silent, with no signs of life."

Jiang Xueming: "Some enemies have escaped, the number of heads is wrong, and four monsters have escaped."

Upon hearing these words, Tangning's heart tightened...

——If these bastards are allowed to escape to a safe place, things will be difficult.

3301 immediately said: "I'm going to chase after it?"

Before the words fell, a car drove past the cemetery road, and it was on a rampage, trying to escape from this hell.

The driver in the car seat was sweating coldly, and he didn’t even dare to turn into a bat and fly away. He remembered clearly and thought clearly—before he used his wings to fly at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour, just the time to climb, His head would be a piece of meat under the bullets of these demons.

Drive away!

Must drive away!

Jiang Xueming: "Xiaoqi! What car number is that!?"

I saw Xiao Qi took out a prospecting multifunctional terminal from his butt pocket, "It seems to be No. 14."

Jiang Xueming: "Send it to heaven."

Xiaoqi pressed the detonator——

- Two hundred gram plastic bombs turned the car into a ball of fire.

It was divided into four parts and placed under the seats, turning the bodies of the last four vampires into powder. The shock wave lifted the aluminum alloy frame of the roof, causing the entire car body to bounce.

The four skulls flew all the way back to the cemetery along the inclination of the low slope, and were finally trampled to pieces by meteors, and they rested here.

Jiang Xueming unloaded the bullet and checked the gun, and said to his friends: "The battle is over, clean up the battlefield."

Tangning squatted beside the console of the audio system and was stunned for a long time before she realized what kind of evil spirits she had run into. The efficiency of these people in annihilating vampires with modern weapons is unimaginably high. As long as the prey gets into the trap, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

I thought Bu Liuxing's "revenge for you" was just a joke, a scene on the wine table.

Now it seems--

- [JoeStar] will not joke, this is by no means just talking.

Xiaoqi went to recover the bombs on the car one by one.

Teacher Sansan and Meteor were packing up the belongings of the guests and sending the vampire's bullets into the tool room.

Jiang Xueming is examining the remains of the blood race, trying to find more weaknesses, more dead ends, and the high-definition anatomical illustrations of these bat-shaped monsters rarely appear in "All Things Cracked"-if you can understand the body structure, Then finding the weak texture joints will make the butchering process more effective.

What is Jessica doing?

Jessica put on her sunglasses, but was still stunned by her flashbang.

So to break the superstition, it is useless to use sunglasses to deal with flash bombs.

Just at this time--

—In the feed station at St James's Park.

Winston Spencer opened the door of the cage that had been abandoned for many years and went to the underground air-raid shelter.

This facility was originally a temporary shelter built in response to a world nuclear war during the Cold War.

The dignitaries of Downing Street built an underground palace under James Park, but it was abandoned after the end of the Cold War and became Winston Spencer's private wine cellar.

He pulled out a hammer from the wine box on the side panel, and slammed it down on the radiation-proof lead plate in the basement!

A wooden crate emerged from it, already overgrown with moss and mushrooms, and looked rotten.

He opened the wooden crate and pulled out a pair of overalls crotch pants, the cowhide shattered in the wind.

He took out another five-pointed star emblem, which was covered with rust, and the true appearance of the ironware could no longer be discerned.

He pulled out a pair of boots made of human leather, the spurs rotten down to the roots.

He took out his Remington revolver, the barrel of which was still glowing.

He threw away all the rubbish and found the only useful thing from the bottom of the wooden crate. It was a silver-plated butcher knife soaked in formalin and repeatedly washed with sewing machine oil. It used to be Winston's nightmare, the weapon that cut open the chest of his best friend's wife and daughter—

——At this moment, Jack Martin got back his real name.