Wilson pressed his steel wings, then pulled the stick away and glared at the young men around him.

He somewhat understood that these young people were not what he had thought before, just some 'personalities'.

They have already upgraded to this 'personality' and evolved into a new existence, the dregs of society, the disgusting and always despised existence.

In the future, they will be severely beaten by society, but now, they are a threat to the general public.

"I know what you want to do, leave as soon as possible, or you will suffer." Wilson bitterly persuaded that it would be best if there was no conflict.

"If you understand, you can give us some pocket money to spend, it's dark here, and there is no one around, and no one will find out what we are doing to you here, so it's better for you to get acquainted."

Seeing that Wilson was showing signs of resignation, the rainbow-headed young man continued to threaten.

"I said, you guys get out of here!"

Wilson yelled directly, he was already a grumpy person, and what happened in the past two days made him almost collapse, according to his previous temper, he would have fought with these people a long time ago, but he couldn't do it.

Rainbow Head was taken aback, Wilson had been in a high position before, and it was quite imposing to shout so angrily.

But he quickly reacted, and he was so depressed that he spent the night in the underground passage, still a camel, what is this black uncle pretending.

He picked up the throwing stick and hit Uncle Black in the head, and his little brothers all came over and punched and kicked Wilson.

Wilson hadn't lived a normal life for days, his strength was exhausted, and he had to suppress the steel wings, so he was trampled under the feet and beaten by these young men.

Underground passages with only dim lights are taking place, violence that few people experience but that is indeed staged on a daily basis.

Enduring the beatings, Wilson curled up and muttered under his mouth.

"Don't move, be quiet, don't move, they don't damn, don't damn ......"

Behind him, his metal wings trembled slightly, trying to unfold and slice the fragile flesh creatures around him into pieces.

But Wilson leaned his back against the wall, trying his best to keep it from exploding, and he felt that it would be good to just be patient and wait for them to leave.

In the past few days, he can more or less reach a certain agreement with the steel wings, so he can barely control the metal wings.

He didn't see that there was a faint flash of black gas in the eyes of these young people, and they would not stop if they didn't beat Wilson to death.

After a few beatings, the rainbow-headed youth was a little tired, withdrew from the beating team, lit a cigarette, and admired the cruel scene.

"What are you enduring here, and do you think the dregs of society are worth the pain and humiliation you endure?" A flirtatious voice appeared in Wilson's ears.

"Who are you?" In the midst of his punches, Wilson laboriously spat out a few words.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are.

You have a power that these mortals do not have, and you should be a human being, a completely different being from such mortal beings.

Why bear the humiliation you should not bear in this filthy place, obey your true thoughts, and show your original posture! ”

Accompanied by extremely demagogic words, the same black qi also appeared in Wilson's eyes, and his expression became visibly fierce.

Swish!

A pair of large, shiny metal wings shimmered behind Wilson, dazzling like angel's wings in the dim light.

The wings flickered a few times, and the young men closest to Wilson immediately separated, and blood splashed all over the ground......

Wilson stood up, and the metal wings behind him became clear, each wing was composed of twenty steel feathers of various sizes, this feather was sharper than a steel knife, and the feathers were connected by rivets and chains, and there was no transmission on them, but the wings were extremely flexible, more flexible than real bird wings.

"There is no truth in your words, I am not nobler than others, I should be patient......"

Wilson wiped the blood from his face, and the black aura in his eyes disappeared.

"But I really don't want to put up with it!"

The young men who had beaten Wilson had already been killed, but the rainbow-headed boy had escaped, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Monster! You're such a monster! ”

The rainbow-headed young man's expression collapsed, and he turned around with a miserable howl, and ran away, expecting to escape.

He ran nearly ten meters, turned his head and saw that Wilson was not chasing, and he was happy in his heart, it was difficult for him to chase this distance.

But immediately, he retracted this idea, only to see Wilson's left wing suddenly elongate strangely, and twenty steel feathers stretched out, forming a long knife chain connected by chains.

Bang bang bang.

A man in a small red vest with black and white oil paint on his face clapped his hands as he stepped out of the shadows.

"It's really exciting, it's the ability to fight, and I'm quite envious of this ability."

"You're the one who just spoke in my head?" Wilson whispered to the man.

"That's right, that's me." The man agreed with a smile.

"What is your purpose?" Wilson asked cautiously.

"You can call me Mr. J, it's a waste of talent like you to mold in this kind of place, the superpower is the master of the world, and he should enjoy higher power, I hope you can join our organization." Mr. J said with a smile.

"You're not going to be a cult, are you?" Wilson said suddenly.

"Of course not, we don't worship evil gods." Mr. J said with a smile that he looked like he was smiling even though he was expressionless because of the oil paint on his face.

"Forget it, no matter what you do, I'll go with you, and I can't turn back." Wilson's wings shook twice, shook the blood off it, and said with a slight wistfulness.

……

Wen Wen stood in front of a pile of scattered corpses, his slender eyes emitting a dangerous light.

This is the underground passage where Wilson went on a killing spree just now!

The marks of these people's wounds were the same as those cut in Wilson's study, and it was obvious whose hand was the hand.

"Whew...... It's still too late, the underground clinic plus here, he has already killed at least ten people, and if it continues like this, I don't know how many more people will die, and it can't be delayed any longer. ”

After coming out of the underground clinic, Wen Wen followed Wilson's footsteps and found him all the way, as long as he left traces somewhere, Wen Wen could find Wilson's whereabouts on them.

If it weren't for Mrs. Wilson not looking for Wen Wen in the first place, he would have found Wilson a long time ago, and he would have been able to stop these two killings.

"Be prepared to do it, the target may no longer be able to negotiate normally, but ......"

Wen Wen closed his eyes and carefully recognized the smell in the air, Wilson should have just left.

What smell are vampires most sensitive to?

The smell of blood!