Total Man Chi I Am The King Of Bloodsuckers

"Yes."

Silas heard Accardo's words and replied. At this time, she was riding on the roof of the house with a sniper rifle.

"What's wrong? Hurry up and get your hands dirty! Silas

looked into the distance, where the figure of a woman was running desperately on the road at breakneck speed.

"It's so fast, it's already five or six hundred meters!"

"Thinking about shooting with an eye in the forehead. If you shoot like a human, you will only miss like a human.

Accardo said with a disapprovingly smile.

"But..."

Sellars' eyes trembled slightly, still a little hesitant.

"It will definitely hit, the heart, a blow through the heart."

"So dark and without a scope..."

said Silas, feeling still a little unsure, breaking out in cold sweat on his forehead.

"If it's human, there's a problem, but you're not human anymore."

Accardo came to the roof and said next to her.

Silas no longer hesitated after listening, concentrated his attention, and his azure eyes turned blood red. In an instant, the originally dark night suddenly became clear. His vision seemed to be able to penetrate the obstacles, and finally he clearly saw the running figure.

After aiming, pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

The bullet pierced through the chest and the female vampire fell to the ground.

"It is clear that it is such a big gun but it can hardly feel the recoil, and it is clear that it is at night but it can be seen more clearly than during the day."

Silas said in surprise, this time she clearly felt the change in herself.

"Well done, policewoman."

"Compared to this, I am communicating with the same thing as Nian Bo now. What the hell is wrong with my body?

Sellars' eyes widened and a little confused.

"Well, don't sigh, you still have a long way to go if you want to become a real vampire."

Accardo stopped her crankiness by speaking up.

......

Sure enough, the previous inference seemed to be correct, vampires caused too many things. And they are all some trash fish that do not enter the stream, just constantly killing, and have no purpose. It seems that someone is deliberately creating vampires in large quantities.

Intergula said quietly as he stared at the events on the screen and the number of events.

......

"Ah, you both stop, violence can't be used against friends. Then you can't go to heaven.

"Excuse me, Father."

The little boy looked at the tall man in front of him and said.

"Listen, violence can only be inflicted on monsters and infidels."

The tall man with round-rimmed glasses showed a kind smile. Although this smile does not seem to match him very well. Suddenly, he saw a person walking in the distance, his eyes froze, and he said to the children below.

"Okay, you all go back to your room."

"Yes, Lord Priest."

Seeing the children go back, the priest walked side by side with the man.

"What's so expensive? What's going on? "

It's been strange lately, especially in the UK."

"Well, I heard,"

"It's a vampire."

Hearing this, the corners of the priest's mouth rose, revealing an intriguing smile.

"Oh."

"There are constantly vampires in the UK, and that number is obviously abnormal."

"Isn't that a good thing? The English pagans should have died a lot, right? The

priest's glasses reflected a cold light in the sunlight and said with a smile.

"Not really, do you know about the Knights of the Kingdom Religion? They did even better than we thought. The damage has been minimized.

"That layman group is compared to us, but kindergarten is the same!" Catholics, the Vatican and we fought vampires much earlier than they did. The

priest smiled disdainfully, apparently not taking them seriously.

"For me, if it's civil unrest in Britain, then it's good to leave it to them."

"If it's the UK."

"Well, then..." The

priest's eyes widened slightly, and he looked a little surprised.

"This incident is in Ireland, Northern Ireland is all Bedolik, the British side has already acted, and we cannot sit idly by."

"It's not your own territory, but you sent people without permission, or the brazen guys as always."

The priest said with a wicked smile.

"That land is not their thing, it is our Catholic land. Vampires are our prey, can't let them get a head start, Anderson. "

Then when you clash with them..."

said Anderson with a grim expression.

"We are the only absolute earthly spokesperson of God, and we cannot be provoked by heretics."

“ If anyone does not love the Lord Jesus Christ, Let him be accursed. O Lord come. Amen." (If anyone does not love the Lord, curse or curse the Lord, and the Lord will come, Amen.)

Anderson had a slightly crazy smile on his face that made him look terrified.

......

"Bang bang..." The

bullets fired shattered all the ghouls who came one by one. The oversized pistol, which cannot be used by ordinary people's arm strength, is as light as nothing in Accardo's hands.

"Policewoman."

A door was shattered and Sellars broke out into the hallway.

"The other party is a puppet, not a person, just like a pumpkin. Ordinary puppets, aiming, shooting, solving with one hit.

Sellars raised his gun and aimed it at the approaching enemy as he tried to comfort him, then pulled the trigger.

"Bang

bang bang..." Silas expressionlessly shot bullets through the opponent's body, killing enemies as he ran.

"Bang!"

A ghoul who had fallen to the ground had just struggled to stand up when Accardo burst his head.

"Policewoman, aim at the heart and head. They don't like to become ghouls either.

Accardo said as he followed Silas.

"Once you change back to such a guy, there is no way to change back. Simply killing them is for their sake. After

killing the last ghoul, Silas turned to look at Accardo, and by this time she was no longer uneasy, but a trace of excitement and madness.

"Yes, sir, yes, my master."

Silas's eyes had turned blood-red, drawing a bloodthirsty smile.

"Oh."

Accardo smiled with satisfaction.

At the end of the corridor, a large number of ghouls sprang up, shooting at them with guns in their hands.

"Bang bang bang..."

Silas fearlessly rushed forward, shuttling through a hail of bullets that couldn't even touch the corners of her clothes.

"Bang bang..."

The enemies fell one after another, and finally only one remained.

Silas threw the gun aside, knocked him to the ground with a punch, and stomped his right foot on his head with slow force.

"Poof!"

The head exploded like a watermelon, and blood splattered Senas's face, but he smiled excitedly.

"I seem to have understood, we Night Clan such a thing."

Accardo's eyes narrowed together and he laughed.

Silas looked at the blood on his hand, his breathing gradually thickened, and he couldn't help but bring his hand close to his lips and slowly stick out his tongue...

"Ugh!"

A strangely shaped sword of more than half a meter struck Silas's back.

"Bang!"

A bullet flew out and knocked the sword to the ground, and Silas was shocked to see Accardo looking towards the end of the aisle.

Golden pages flew in, nailed to the wall, radiating light.

"Enchantment? It looks like it's coming..."

Accardo's eyes twinkled and stared ahead, waiting for something.



A tall figure slowly walked down the stairs, blood still remaining on the sword in his hand, dripping down continuously. The cross hanging from his chest swayed slightly as he walked. Soon, his whole person appeared in front of the Accardo duo.

"We are the voice of the Lord, the earthly spokesperson of divine punishment. Our mission is to destroy even the last piece of flesh of the fools who rebel against our Lord. "



the man said with a maniacal smile, the swords in both hands crossed into a cross, and the blades rubbed against each other to make a shrill sound.

"Amen!"

"Hehe, hahaha..."

Accardo laughed as he looked at the man in front of him.

"The trump card of Section 13 of the Vatican Secret Service, right? What shall I call you? Killer? Angel dust? Father Tongjian? Or something else, Alexander Anderson!

"It doesn't matter, to you monsters, I'm your terminator, vampire Accardo!" Tonight is so beautiful, you have to enjoy the hunt.

Anderson approached them step by step, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.