"Cents?" Beimian looked at the person in front of him who appeared from the dark side in surprise, "How is it possible...... I've never read about your knowledge of magic......"

"We'll talk about that later, get her on your motorcycle, and we'll go and meet those two people over there as soon as possible." Shijin interrupted Beimian's question and pointed at Xingyu.

"Ahh Hmmm......"

Even if there were countless questions for a while, Bei Mian could only swallow them back into his stomach for the time being and deal with the urgent task first.

The next Vlad may appear immediately, and until then, the only way to minimize the disadvantage is to merge with the others.

Bei Mian immediately ran to Xingyu's side, leaned down, and carefully picked up her body.

"Quick! I can feel he's coming again! Shijin held a gun and shouted loudly.

"Even if you don't say that, I know!"

Although Bei Mian replied like this, his movements still did not speed up much. Xingyu's figure is simply not the same level as the 1.7-meter-7 Bei Mian, and it is easy for Bei Mian to pick up Xing Yu, who weighs less than 50 kilograms. However, she didn't dare to make a big move now, Xingyu now had a fist-sized hole in her chest, Beimian had to be careful, and then careful, for fear that if her hand shook, Xingyu's last breath would be gone.

"There it is!" Shijin suddenly turned around, and in a flash of light, it seemed that he hadn't confirmed the person in front of him at all, and he hadn't even been able to react to his vision, and he had already pulled the trigger.

A silver bullet fired, followed by the sound of a body crashing into the flesh.

Bei Mian was frightened, but only for a moment, she immediately began to continue walking towards the motorcycle three meters away, without looking back.

In the vague childhood memories of the North Crown, the priest had taught her and the South Crown the following:

"When you give each other your backs, even if the demon's palm is already sticking out from your back, don't pay attention to it."

Because of trust, we choose to live up to this trust.

"Good marksmanship, but your gun is dragging you down."

“！ Bad ......"

The light clash of metal and nails came from behind, and a silver flash passed through Shijin's left shoulder.

"Using the same trick will only make you suffer."

You don't have to look to know that Vlad of the third world has emerged from the darkness.

"Synthesis! It's ready here! ”

"Drive now! Speed up to the highest! Ten brocade clutched his left shoulder, which was oozing necrotic blood, and the muzzle of the gun was still staring at Vlad's brow. His cheeks were covered with fine sweat, his clenched teeth creaked, and his dull gray eyes locked fiercely on the man in front of him.

"I see, then you can figure it out yourself!" Bei Mian immediately flew into the car and started to start the motorcycle.

"Sir of the Holy See, I think you must have misunderstood something." Vlad pointed to his head at his temples, "You can't do anything if you stay here, you'll be cleaned up by me, that little ghost's motorcycle can be easily caught up by me when it is manned." Is this kind of meaningless dedication your style? ”

Shijin didn't answer him, just kept his original posture and stared at him with a gun.

The roar of the engine sounded.

"Who told you I'd stay here?"

The corners of his mouth raised the angle of victory.

“[Erukidu]！ Latching！ Suddenly, Shijin quickly turned around and fired straight at the motorcycle.

However, instead of firelight and silver bullets, several [Heavenly Locks] glowing blue glowed from the muzzle of the gun. There was a constant sound of metal clashing between the chains, and it rushed towards the motorcycle like a golden eagle swooping down on its target with a high roar.

At the moment when the motorcycle was about to speed away, the chain tightly wrapped itself around the tailpipe.

“Good bye！” Jujin turned and said contemptuously to a gritted Vlad, firing three shots at him as if they were playing.

Vlad was about to reach for the bullet and ricochet it back through his fingertips, but as soon as he touched the three bullets, the bullet shattered, sending out countless dust, smoke, and poisonous gases that lingered around Vlad, making him unable to make out his direction and had to stay where he was.

On the speeding motorcycle, Shijin pulled the chains, constantly sprayed holy water on the tiptoes, floated in the air, and was able to drag the back of the car

"Is this girl still alive?" Jujin asked as he clamped the chain between his arms and reloaded.

"She's a vampire now, and she shouldn't be able to die if it's not a special circumstance." Bei Mian nervously drove the motorcycle, explaining simply.

"That's fine." Shijin put the gun back in his pocket, grabbed the chain, and began to climb forward. When he reached out to touch Xingyu who was in the back seat, he took out a small vial of blood from his trouser pocket, pried the lid open with his thumb, and poured it into Xingyu's mouth, "If you are a vampire, as long as you have blood, you can live." Luckily, I still had some of Judas' blood from the sacrament, and that was enough for her to recover. ”

After emptying, Shijin quickly threw away the bottle, pulled out his pistol again, and looked behind him vigilantly. At this moment, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with what he had just said.

"Shijin, you should have known me a long time ago, right?"