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"Damn!"

Coulson and the two quickly fired, but the bullets in their hands were useless in the face of the vampire who had an immortal self.

"use this!"

Coulson handed Melinda a magazine, looked down, and found that it was actually a silver bullet.

"After all, I have to deal with vampires, so I prepared some."

Facing Melinda's puzzled gaze, Coulson put on the silver bullet without changing his expression, and pulled the trigger towards the vampire.

Everything that happened outside the bar naturally spread into the bar. These vampires who were playing disco thought they were coming from some blind human gangster, but Dickon was different, he knew who was coming.

"Boss, the blade is coming, let's run!"

Dickon nodded, picked up the weeping blood and prepared to run away.

Yes, vampires are stronger than ordinary people, but blades are stronger than them, even Dickon, who is the leader of the half-blood, is no match.

But when he picked up the weeping blood, there was a deep voice in his head, full of temptation.

'Do you want to kill Blade?I can make you stronger, just...give me blood! '

Looking at the weeping blood in his hand, he never imagined that this weapon actually has his own self. He remembered that when [Joker] exchanged a blank company license for this weapon, [Joker] said This weapon likes itself, but who would have thought that it really likes it!

'Give me... blood!I'm so horny~'

[Fame from Dickon Frost: +40]

"Boss?"

Seeing their boss staring obsessively at Weeping Blood, the vampires didn't dare to move, and the boss didn't leave, so how could they, as younger brothers, run first?

"Let's not run away."

"But boss..."

A little brother wanted to dissuade him, but Dickon cut his throat with a knife, and the blood floated into the Weeping Blood and was absorbed by the Weeping Blood.

"I said, we won't run away!"

The commotion here affected the vampires who were dancing in the bar. Seeing that their leader was going crazy and attacking their own people, the vampires subconsciously ran towards the outside of the bar. After all, in their impression, the people outside the bar were Just a bunch of puny human gangsters.

But who would have thought that what was outside the bar was actually a vampire's nightmare.

"It's not right."

Seeing more and more vampires running out of the bar, Coulson immediately noticed something strange, because these vampires were all terrified, as if there was something very scary in the bar.

"Mei, save some bullets, I'm afraid there will be a tough battle next."

Melinda nodded, pointing the gun down, looking at the bar door with a solemn expression.

They stopped, but the blade didn't. He was a pure person, so pure that he could completely ignore his own life in order to kill vampires, and one vampire after another turned to ashes in his hands.

After all the vampires had run away, Blade walked into the bar without saying a word, followed by Coulson.

"Welcome, Blade."

Chapter 5

In the bar, Dickon was holding a sharp knife sucking blood, while on the floor lay one corpse after another.

[Fame from Phil Coulson: +70]

[Fame degree from Melinda May: +65]

[Fame from Blade: +60]

"You did all of this?"

Looking at the mummified corpses on the ground, Coulson's face was very ugly, and at the same time, there was a sense of sadness in his heart.

These corpses are the corpses of vampires, that is to say, Dickon, a lunatic, killed his own people.

The lunatic is not scary, but what is frightening is that the lunatic still has powerful power in his hands. Now it seems that the power in this lunatic's hands may be beyond Coulson's imagination.

"Is there anyone else here besides me?"

"I don't know what you're trying to do, but obviously you've done me a great favor."

Saying that, Dao Feng directly raised his hand to shoot. He was also very curious about the current situation, but for him, killing vampires was the top priority.

clang!

Dickon blocked the bullet with weeping blood as soon as he raised his hand, which made Dao Feng raise his eyebrows. Although vampires do have stronger physical fitness than ordinary people, they are not to the point where they can see through bullets.

Otherwise, why would he use a gun?

"Be careful, there is something wrong with that sword."

Coulson and the two walked behind Dao Feng, and now this black man who looked very pretentious gave them a great sense of security. Dao Feng glanced at Coulson and the two, but didn't say anything more.

He also felt now that something might not be right.

"Since the gun is useless to you, you might as well try this."

The blade pulled out the sharp blade behind it. This is a silver sword, the purpose is to deal with vampires, after all, no one donates money to them.

You ask how they carry out activities if no one donates money?

Did you know that dead people don't need money, and neither do vampires.

Dickon smiled, kicked his feet vigorously, and appeared in front of Dao Feng in an instant.

So fast!

Fortunately, Blade has rich experience in fighting. Although he couldn't see Dickon's movements clearly, he still roughly judged the direction of his attack through the sound of the wind and the movement of raising his hands.

"But you're not fast enough."

The face of the blade did not change color, but the silver sword trembled slightly when the swords met, while the weeping blood remained motionless like a mountain.

It can be seen that in terms of strength, Daofeng has fallen into a disadvantage.

Dickon still had a confident smile on his face. He raised his right foot and kicked Dao Feng's belly hard. The speed was so fast that Dao Feng could only see a black shadow.

boom!

The gunshot rang out, and Dickon's right foot sprang out a spray of blood. Under the pain, he couldn't help but loosen the strength in his hand, and Dao Feng seized this opportunity.

The blade pressed down hard, forcing Dickon to kneel on the ground. At the same time, he stomped hard on the soles of his feet, and spikes emerged from the toes. Judging from their luster, they were probably made of silver.

Kicking forward with both feet continuously, like hot wheels, poked holes in Dickon's body one after another, and finally kicked him away with force.

"It seems that I really underestimated you bugs."

Dickon stared at Melinda viciously, she was the one who shot ahead of time and hit his right foot just now, otherwise, with the power of weeping blood, how could he be bullied like this by a mere half-vampire.

"That's enough, Dickon. With the silver bullet in your body and the attack of the blade, your life is not long. I advise you to stop stubbornly and obediently hand over the weeping blood to us."

"Hahaha!"

Dickon had a ferocious expression, with purple blood vessels popping out of his forehead, and his pupils turned blood red, which was a sign of being controlled by weeping blood.

"Holy sxxt!"

I saw that Dickon's wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, even where he was shot by the silver bullet, and even the silver bullet stuck in the bone was pushed out.

[Fame from Dickon Frost: +85]

[Fame from Phil Coulson: +85]

[Fame degree from Melinda May: +90]

[Fame from Blade: +70]

"Dude, has this ever happened to you?"

"No...never."

Although Dao Feng's tone was very calm, it could be seen from his words and system prompts that even Dao Feng, who was fighting a vampire, had never seen such a scene, and it was obviously beyond his cognition.

Maybe it's because Crying Blood was originally made for vampires, and the reinforcement he provided in Dickon's hands is more powerful, or it's because the vampire traits of the two worlds have a chemical reaction.

"More...I want more!"

Roaring, Dickon suddenly rushed towards the three of Dao Feng. Subconsciously, Dao Feng raised his sword to meet them, but this time, the other party did not hold back.

"Blade!"

Coulson only saw Dickon appear in front of his eyes as if teleported, and the strongest blade among the three was directly knocked away, and the silver sword in his hand was shattered into pieces.

"Yes...that's it..."

Next, Coulson saw an even more frightening scene. A stream of blood floated in from outside the bar, as if it was interesting, and flew straight into the weeping blood.

The weeping blood that absorbed the blood suddenly swelled a lot, and it could be seen that this already dangerous weapon was even more dangerous.

Coulson and Melinda retreated abruptly, raising their guns and firing while retreating. They were obviously just two people, but they shot like a hail of bullets. It seems that the weapons of S.H.I.E.L.D. are of good quality.

Unfortunately, these are of no use at all.

Dickon danced violently, like a thick wall, blocking all the bullets.

Maybe a wall made of a sword will make people feel thin, but only when you really face it will you understand how much confidence and strength it takes to do it. This sense of oppression brings thickness.

And Coulson is even more so, because he is facing it for the first time.

[Fame from Coulson: +90]

[Fame from Coulson: +95]

Kaka!

Out of ammo!

Coulson was startled. They had already emptied the magazines of the silver bullets, but none of them even ricocheted to hit Dickon.

Seeing Dickon holding up his hands and weeping blood, he would turn into a mummy on the ground in the next second.

"careful!"

Compared with Coulson, Melinda's reaction was undoubtedly much faster, and she pulled Coulson out of the bar.

"May! You're hurt!"