Thundered!

The original drizzle turned into a downpour with a burst of thunder and lightning, pouring down on this piece of heaven and earth.

Silently followed the flow of people into the subway station to escape the torrential rain, and set his eyes on a blood clan hidden in the crowd.

I saw that this Bloodline was dressed in a black power suit, with a slight bulge around his waist, and inside was a repeating pistol full of ammunition, and the bullet was a special Mithril bullet, which was used against werewolves who were afraid of silver.

In the world of Tales of the Night, the Bloodlines fear the ultraviolet rays of the sun, and the Werewolves fear the silver element in the silver.

This is the racial flaw that the blood of the virus has brought to them.

Because of the power given to them by the virus, they can't have blood powers, perform magic, and can only fight like warriors or use modern firearms like the real bloodline.

A bloodline that doesn't use magic, uses firearms!

Tsk, what a rubbish blood clan!

Such a blood clan is not even the lowest blood clan in the Nether Blood Clan, it is nothing.

Shen Mo shook his head and commented, but he was seen by the Bloodborn, who showed an unkind look, but quickly turned his head because of the reminder from the portable walkie-talkie in his ear.

"Regier, they're heading for you. Beware of concealment! ”

As this command fell, Shen Mo noticed that two men were hurrying at the entrance of the subway station, the fierce old black and the obscene Xiaobai, who were the werewolves that Shen Mo had detected with the power of his eyes before.

Well! This is a hunt of werewolves by the Bloodline.

Apparently, the two werewolves did not know that they were being followed and surrounded by the Bloodline.

Their attention was not there, as if they were following a man, a white man in a baseball jersey with a work card tied around his neck and a Nordic face.

Silent knew in his heart that this man was the male protagonist of the night, Michael with perfect blood.

Tsk, this perfect blood is simply not a matter of effort.

Shen Mo smiled, stepped out, and followed.

Blood-Ring Regier hides behind the subway pillars, his eyes following the two werewolves and relaying messages through his headset.

In a trance, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a silent figure, the human who had just stared at him, as if he was following two werewolves.

Well?!

Bloodlike Reggier has a lot of question marks in his head.

In his opinion, there is no reason for humans to follow werewolves, it is completely self-defeating.

He just thought about himself too much, and Shen Mo was just a passerby who followed him along the way.

But what happened next surprised Regier.

I saw that the Chinese man walked straight to the two werewolves, and took the initiative to reach out and pat the shoulders of the two.

The strange conversation between humans and werewolves is even more dramatic.

Regiel grinned, "Guys, guess what I saw?" A human accosted the werewolves and patted them on the shoulder. ”

Zizi! There was a chatter in the headset.

"Does the prey give hospice care to the hunter?"

"Haha, that man, he's dead!"

"Don't be distracted, keep your eyes on the target, and leave nothing else."

Reggier smiled evilly, and saw the two werewolves turn around in surprise and look at the Chinese man with puzzled eyes.

"Who are you?"

The fierce old black asked in a rough voice.

The obscene Xiaobai also looked puzzled, and he didn't know why.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that person is mine."

The silence didn't say much, went straight to the point, and pointed to Michael, who was about to get on the subway.

The fierce old black's face changed suddenly, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the brutal wolf nature exploded instantly, and he couldn't help but want to grab Shen Mo's neck, and then pinch his neck like pinching wood.

But something shocked everyone happened.

I saw that after the silence, he attacked the wolf, and punched hard, and before the fierce old black touched the silence, he flew out upside down like a cannonball, and slammed into the concrete wall of the subway, and half of his body fell into it.

Hiss!

The entire subway station fell silent in an instant, and after three seconds of silence, a woman's scream broke the dead silence, and the people who froze in place realized the danger and jumped around.

In this troubled city, the citizens have long practiced excellent escape skills.

Regier's eyes widened, his pale face was full of disbelief, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and said to the headset tremblingly, "Guys, guess what I saw..."

"What? The werewolf ate the man? ”

"Since you have done it, let's take action and kill the target."

"Regier, hold on, we'll be there right away."

Regiel was stunned and said, "No, you all guessed wrong, I saw that man kill a werewolf with one move." ”

“···”

There was silence in the headset, followed by incredulous asking.

"Regier, you're mistaken! How can a human be capable of killing a werewolf, and what does he use, a Mithril pistol or a bomb? ”

"No, he seems to be using a fist."

"Fist, are you sure?"

Regier's eyes widened, and he looked ahead again.

I saw that after Shen Mo killed the fierce old black, the obscene Xiaobai also reflected, and raised his hand to pull the trigger on Shen Mo.

Da-da-da-da!

The bursting submachine gun spewed tongues of fire in the hands of the obscene Xiaobai, and at such a close distance, even the blood clan could not dodge such a dense and powerful attack.

But to the disbelief of Regiel and the obscene Xiaobai, the Chinese man who should have died tragically at gunpoint grabbed it with one hand and turned into an afterimage.

As the arm froze again, countless bullets slid down with his palm, colliding with the ground with a crisp sound.

Catch bullets with your bare hands!?

Regier's forehead had unconsciously soaked with a layer of cold sweat, he had never sweated since he became a blood clan, he thought that he had long since lost this function, but obviously, he did.

"Guys, do you believe in receiving bullets with your bare hands?"

···

The companion on the other end of the headset was silent, and they didn't know the truth, and they had already decided that Regir was probably crazy, or had been infected with a werewolf's hallucinogenic potion or something, so they said such nonsense.

Kill a werewolf with one punch and catch a bullet with your bare hands, is there such a strong human in this world?

Although Regier's companions didn't believe it, the lewd Xiaobai and Reggier who were present witnessed such a miracle with their own eyes.

Lewd Xiaobai quickly finished firing a shuttle of bullets, but looking at the unscathed silence, the whole wolf showed an extremely frightened expression, retreated like crazy, and crawled close to the subway car, opened the subway door, and fled.

Regir just watched the werewolf flee, but he didn't dare to make any move, because he was terrified.

With such a terrifying picture, where did Reggier dare to make a move.

Silently smiled and watched the obscene Xiaobai leave, and the next second he turned his head to look at Regill, just one look, Regir was like being stared at by death, and his head turned white in an instant, and he fainted.

After solving Regier's trouble, he walked slowly to Michael, who was hiding in a corner, and under the surprised and uneasy gaze of the other party, he stretched out his hand and said, "Hey, how are you?!" ”

Michael:???