The descendants of the seven major families have a strong physique and quick reaction, far surpassing mortals, especially the top powerhouses of each family, the moment the danger comes, they are as fast as ghosts flashing into the shooting corner, and the stone slab ground where they were originally located was stirred up by high-power bullets Pieces of smoke and dust debris appeared, and shocking mottled bullet marks appeared.

The M107, which can penetrate light armored vehicles within two kilometers, is invincible, and even the powerful characters in the second generation of the Seven Great Families have no courage to carry it.

This round of ineffective shooting caused most of the sniper points to be exposed, and dozens of powerhouses belonging to the seven families avoided the bullets while jumping up to the stone wall at a speed that was extremely difficult for the naked eye to catch, flying out of the castle, and splitting up, so fast that the snipers could not see their figures clearly, let alone aim.

With Yang Chen's lurking more than 30 people ready to move, just waiting for Yang Chen's order, a bloody battle is likely to be very tragic.

Yang Chen was as steady as Mount Tai, still standing still, and it was not yet the last moment when he needed to die.

Rumble!

There was an explosion in the jungle.

The churning flames covered a radius of dozens of square meters, and the waves of qi shattered the trees, overturning a middle-aged vampire who rushed forward, Sauron, a second-generation member of the Victor family.

The thing flipped and slammed into the thick trunk of a tall spruce.

The impact of the blow and explosion did not hurt his strong body, but only caused the tuxedo-loving man to lose his former elegance and nobility, and his clothes were ragged and gray.

He stood up straight, saw how embarrassed he was, his face was hideous, and muttered: "Despicable thing, see how I torture next"

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed suddenly, and he tore open his clothes, exposing his upper body, and there were more than a dozen black holes in his muscular chest and abdomen, which seemed to be caused by the metal projectiles fired by the bomb explosion.

Blackening.

A burning pain spreads.

He was stunned for a moment and then understood what was going on, the metal projectile that had submerged into his body was silver.

"Despicable!" Sauron hated it so much that he no longer had the calmness and confidence he had just now, he staggered back a few steps, turned around and wanted to return to the castle to heal.

A barely audible gunshot sounded Sauron then fell, his hands covered his heart, in great pain, he turned his face with difficulty, staring at the dense bushes dozens of meters away, sad and aggrieved, if he hadn't been stunned by the thunder, and disturbed by the injury, the dead arctic fox lurking not far away would not have thought of succeeding.

Sauron wasn't the unlucky, explosions and gunshots rang out in the jungle.

In front of the shattered wooden windows of the meeting room, the leaders of the seven major families stood still, completely exposed to the sniper's field of vision, fearless.

"It's not Byrne's method, it's an ordinary mortal." The old man who spoke was none other than Orma, the leader of the Victor family, and Mori's cold smile was mixed with a hint of sarcasm.

Mocking human hubris?

Or mock the Monlato family's degeneration to being humiliated by mortals?

No one knows what this ancient powerhouse of the vampire world thinks.

But this was enough to make Vlad lose face, angry, staring at a bullet fired from a hundred meters away, the bullet suddenly slowed down, as if encountering great resistance, and when it flew in front of Vlad, it lost all its kinetic energy and was suspended in the air, which was indescribably bizarre and weird.

The sniper watching the movement through the scope is stunned.

Vlad glanced at the opposite hill, snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed the two-centimeter-long pointed bullet, kneaded it a few times unhurriedly, and threw it on the ground, the bullet was seriously deformed and distorted.

"No matter who challenges the Monlatu family, there is only one end, death!" As he spoke, Vlad looked down at his palm that had touched the silver bullet, and the black scar quickly faded away.

Over the centuries, the physique of the Bloods has evolved, and the Bible records that most of the things that could threaten their lives have lost their effectiveness, including sunlight.

The lethality of silver, which also decreases with the passage of time, is of little use to an ancient powerhouse like Vlad unless it penetrates into the heart.

Hearing Vlad's murderous words, Olma, who knew that it was useless to say more, smiled indifferently and calmly watched the fierce battle outside the castle.

Although the powerful thunder and the dead soldiers who are good at assassination play a big role, they cannot reverse the cruel situation of being passively beaten.

Most of the vampires escaped the trap seemingly in disarray, and their combat effectiveness was not diminished in the slightest, and dozens of dead soldiers were torn apart by them with little to no defense.

The smell of blood fills the jungle, like the best stimulant, stimulating vampires to go berserk.

"Sniper withdraw." Yang Chen gritted his teeth and ordered, even though he had expected that the thirty people near the ambush minefield would be more and less lucky, and he witnessed the tragic situation with his own eyes, his heart was still like a knife.

Thirty lives.

Just to kick off this bloody killing.

"It's time for us to make a move" Yang Chen, who was lurking in the bushes, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his beautifully carved arm guards, slowly stood up straight, and more than thirty heroes appeared with him.

Cover the retreat of two hundred snipers.

Inflicted more casualties on the Monlatu family.

Two purposes make these battle-hardened old men look at death as if they were home.

The vampires who were supposed to deal with the snipers were immediately attracted by Yang Chen's gang, and the snipers were unwilling to retreat, but the trees that covered the sky and the sun blocked their field of vision, and they couldn't help Yang Chen, so they had to obey orders.

Yang Chen took the lead.

A middle-aged vampire's pale cheeks appeared with a contemptuous sneer, facing Yang Chen with his bare hands, in his opinion, cleaning up weak mortals was like chopping melons and vegetables.

But when he grabbed Yang Chen's wrist, he was shocked, and the pain he had never felt before spread from his palm to his whole body, and he hurriedly let go, it was too late, and the great pain made him sit on the ground.

"Die!" Yang Chen flashed a sharp blade as he spoke, cutting off the other party's head, and the bloody scene just fell into the eyes of other vampires.

They had never seen a mortal who could kill the descendants of the Seven Great Families so easily, let alone the elder of the Victor family who died.

Is it man or God?

They stopped, staring at Yang Chen, at a loss.

Yang Chen, who took the lead, kicked away the headless corpse, looked around, and his handsome face showed a touch of disdain, it turned out that vampires were as greedy for life and afraid of death as ordinary people.

More than 30 people, including Long San, Long Eleven, Long Fifteen, and Long Nineteen, were enthusiastic, threw away their guns, and pulled out the sterling silver three-edged military thorns they carried with them, and they were arrogant.

The vampire was stunned, and for the first time in the long course of his life, he encountered a group of madmen who regarded them as nothing, mistakenly thinking that they were all as fierce as Yang Chen, and they were out of control.

Yang Chen stood proudly, Long San and the others understood the intentions of this guy, and they did not act rashly, and finally bluffed the other party, the longer the delay was the more beneficial it was for the sniper's evacuation.

The two sides confronted each other silently.

Unfortunately, this situation did not last long due to the timely arrival of Watson.

"Only he is difficult to deal with, and the others are vulnerable," Watson said.

"Kill!"

Yang Chen immediately made a decision and rushed straight to Watson, and more than 30 men who were not afraid of death did not hesitate to rush to kill.