In Manchester, late at night, most ordinary people have already rested and fallen asleep, but for many night owls, the real fun time has just begun.

And among these night owls, there is a group of people who are extremely special, and their way of carnival is even more special.

I saw an underground discotheque, accompanied by extremely noisy and even crazy heavy metal music, a helpless girl lying on a dining table, her hands and feet were bound, unable to move, and her face was full of helplessness and horror.

"Pace, you had a good game in the afternoon, and I've heard that Mistress Corleone was very pleased with your performance. A middle-aged man in a tuxedo walked up to a tall young man holding a wine glass, who would have been recognized as West Bromwich Albion's number 9 if there were fans present.

Not only the number 9, but also the number 5 and number 7 of the West Brom team were also present, and it was the three of them who dominated the game and led West Brom to the Old Trafford stadium.

"Really, Mistress Corleone has noticed me, it's so good!" said Pace, West Bromwich Albion's No. 9 with a look of surprise on his face.

For a blood slave like him, the fastest way to go further is to get the support of a high-level vampire, not to mention that Lord Corleone is not an ordinary high-level vampire, but a vampire duke, or a high-level of the blood clan.

"Yes, Pace, you're in luck. The middle-aged man in the tuxedo had a look of envy on his face, then bowed slightly, stretched out his hand to invite, and said with a smile: "Pace, you will be the first to taste this fresh blood food tonight, which can be regarded as Lord Corleone's reward for you." ”

Hearing this, all the vampires in the discotheque stopped, looking at Pace in the field, also full of envy.

Pace raised his head with his chest straight, very proud, this moment was definitely his moment of glory, and he walked towards the helpless girl, but just as he showed his vicious fangs and was about to pierce the carotid artery in the girl's neck, the smug smile on his face suddenly froze.

Because, a bloody hole appeared in his heart, and what was even more deadly was the silver bullet in his body, like a highly poisonous poison, rapidly eroding his body.

The moment of glory is the hour of death.

Pace shook his body and collapsed to the ground, his hands and feet twitching a few times before he remained motionless, dead no longer dead.

"What's wrong with Pace? Hell, Pace is dead!" the vampires present were shocked and screamed.

"Puff Puff !!"

Pace was just the beginning, and soon more vampires were shot and fell to the ground, splattered with blood spraying on their bodies.

Enemy Attack!

When Pace died, everyone didn't react because the heavy metal music was too big, but now as more and more people died, they naturally realized what was going on.

"Captain, this silver bullet is quite enjoyable to use!" "The scorpion lies on the high platform of the opposite building, holding a sniper rifle, constantly pulling the trigger, although the vision is obscured by the wall, but it is not an obstacle at all for him with real vision, each shot passes through the wall and accurately hits a vampire, either a headshot or a heart piercing.

"Kill less, leave a few for the mountain artillery, otherwise, the mountain artillery should be in a hurry. The bald eagle in charge of the command chuckled.

"Okay, Captain!" the scorpion nodded, but the shot was faster than before.

Seeing this, the vulture shook his head, no longer said anything, but stood up and strode outside, this is a war of annihilation, the tactics have long been formulated, and there is no emergency, as a commander, he doesn't want to just watch, but plans to participate in the battle and hone his actual combat skills.

"Thunder Fist!"

A vampire fled the way, and as soon as he rushed to the door, he was blasted out by the mountain cannon responsible for blocking the door, his chest was scorched, his body was convulsed, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

"The power is still a little bit off. Although he knocked down a vampire with one punch, the mountain cannon shook his head, not very satisfied, knowing that in just such a short time, the scorpion guy had already hunted at least a dozen vampires.

As the saying goes, wolves have more meat and less meat, and he can't just drink some soup.

"Ravine!"

In line with the idea of the mountain artillery, the coyote responsible for blocking the back door also took action, the earthy yellow light around his body flickered, and he slapped his palm on the ground, and the next moment he saw that the originally flat ground suddenly condensed a ravine, which directly distorted and deformed the entire back door, and completely blocked the back road of those vampires.

There was also a pangolin, which appeared directly in the discotheque with a swagger, which immediately attracted the attention of the vampires present.

"Kill this damn thing! Tear it to pieces and avenge the Pace family!" At least three vampires bared their fangs and swung their sharp claws at the pangolin.

They got their wish, and under their siege, they quickly tore the incoming man to pieces, but to their bewilderment, there was no blood coming out of the corpse.

And just when they were puzzled, another pangolin quietly appeared, and directly exploded the head of a vampire with a single punch, and the other two vampires were not slow to react and immediately slaughtered them, but as before, although they "killed" the enemy, there was always a feeling of unreality, because there was not a drop of blood on the ground.

Sure enough, soon another pangolin appeared, and appeared in an unexpected location, and another vampire was caught off guard and killed.

"It's a lot of fun, count me in!" The vulture rushed in, covered in a thick layer of vine armor and fully armed, ignoring the vampire's attack, and raised his hand to blast a vampire who pounced on him.

After knocking the vampire to the ground, the vulture smiled and said, "Mountain Artillery, in the past, you were an assaulter in the team, but I think it's time to replace me now." ”

The stimulated mountain cannon suddenly roared, its right arm crackled, the thunder flashed, and its combat effectiveness increased greatly, rushing to kill like a mad demon.

Not to be outdone, coyotes and pangolins are hunting vampires one after another.

It was a bloody battle, and when the vampires present realized that all the exits had been blocked, it suddenly turned into a battle to the death.

An hour later, except for the sniper scorpion, the vultures and the others were all in the show, and the injuries were more or less severe, but they all had excited smiles on their faces.

Because right behind them, there was already a river of blood, and at least a hundred more vampires were killed by them.

In particular, the No. 5, No. 7 and No. 9 of the West Brom team were the objects of their main care, and they were killed in the first leg of the meeting.

(End of chapter)