Wanted 2000 francs!

Hearing Russell's utterly joking title, Van Helsing's face was extremely ugly, he had always complained about his status as a wanted criminal, and he was extremely dissatisfied with the silence on the side of the church.

I have saved countless lives, but I am regarded as a bad party, why?

Walking on the edge of life and death to do the work of a superhero, but in the eyes of the world, he is a serial murderer with cruel means, Van Helsing doesn't care about fame, because he has no memory, he is a person who doesn't even have a name, it doesn't matter if his reputation is good or bad, but ...... He's aggrieved!

There is nowhere to vent the evil fire in his belly, and the more he looks at Russell and the others, the more unpleasant he becomes, he has been fighting dark creatures for hundreds of years, and he can see at a glance that Amelia and others are by no means good.

Especially Michael and the five werewolf soldiers, the blood from the corners of their mouths was not wiped clean, and they obviously had just eaten a big meal.

With a little analysis in Van Helsing's mind, he restored the crime process, the large-scale dining scene, and opened the stall after eating...... Go up in flames!

He tracked down the dark creatures that were slain, and he died and did not deserve sympathy, but the ten monsters in front of him must not be let go easily, otherwise Paris would be another bloody storm.

The two pistols on Van Helsing's waist, take a deep breath to calm himself down, the two guns were opened by the cardinal, and they are a magic weapon produced by the church, but the enemy is overwhelming, and he must be vigilant.

However, the next second......

"Van Helsing, you have continuously committed shocking cases such as robbery, murder, and destruction of cultural relics, treating law and justice as nothing, and doing all the bad things has caused the anger of the heavens and people, come with us."

Russell's face was righteous and awe-inspiring, and he first held himself on the moral high ground: "Now that I am caught, I will say a few good words for you in front of the Lord, and if you are obsessed, you will be sent directly to hell." ”

It's okay not to say this, as soon as he mentioned the wanted warrant, Van Helsing suddenly became angry: "Despicable dark creatures, don't reverse black and white here, what qualifications do you have to talk about the Lord, you are the ones who should be judged!" ”

"First of all, darkness does not mean evil, and dark creatures are also good and evil, such as our group of exorcists, born in darkness but yearning for light. They are simple-minded, fair and law-abiding, and full of enthusiasm to protect world peace as their own responsibility. ”

Russell shook the wanted warrant: "Secondly, I didn't reverse black and white!" Right and wrong are at ease in people's hearts, the eyes of the world are bright, and the streets are full of your wanted warrants, can this still be faked? ”

These words made Lucian and the others blush, and Michael, who was simple-minded, lowered his head in shame.

"You ......"

Van Helsing was about to explode, he had never heard such a shameless statement, the dark creatures actually used the banner of justice to destroy him, the warrior of the Lord.

"What are you!"

Russell waved his hand: "Listen up, deal with this kind of devil, you don't need to talk to him about chivalry, copy the guy together!" Well...... Don't kill someone, he's been masking all the time, and the dead body can't be tried in court, and it's blown for 2,000 francs! ”

"Roar Roar Roar ————"

Russell gave an order, and the five werewolf soldiers immediately transformed, and Lucian and Michael also entered a mixed-race state, only Russell stood on the left and right with two beautiful women, standing aside with their hands and shoulders to command the battle.

Vampire and werewolf hybrid, Van Helsing didn't recognize it, but the five werewolves couldn't fake it, and immediately scolded angrily: "Bastards, you are really dark creatures!" ”

"Roar, roar!!"

The only thing that answered him was a roar, and Michael and Lucian rushed down, their claws stabbing their chests and faces.

Van Helsing took a breath of cold air, the two half-bloods were powerful, and they didn't dare to say anything more distractedly, so they fired two guns in succession, sweeping down the blessed exorcism bullets.

Instinctively sensing danger, Michael's charge gained momentum, and Lucian picked up speed and blocked in front of Michael, flipping his blade and knocking bullets away.

Five werewolves climbed to the walls on both sides, outflanked from behind, and in the blink of an eye, Van Helsing was in a dilemma from which he had nowhere to retreat.

Boom!

The bullet was ineffective, Van Helsing put away his two guns, pulled out his saber at his waist to block, and the two blades collided, and he was forced to take two steps back by Lucian's brute force.

The next moment, before he could withdraw the long sword in his hand, he was kicked in the chest by the advancing Michael, and his body was uncontrollable, like a kite with a broken string, and he flew out fiercely.

Two werewolves surrounded him, grabbed Van Helsing's arm one left and one right, and the remaining three rushed up, punching and kicking him together, making him dizzy and his face quickly fattened.

"Hey, hey, you don't hit people in the face, if you break the face, how can you identify the witness!"

The five werewolves let out a low roar, four grabbed Van Helsing's limbs, one snatched his sword and threw it aside, and then slammed him to the ground, smashing a dent in the ground.

Van Helsing spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his limbs were pressed and he couldn't get up, and in his sight, the two-meter-tall werewolf smashed down with a heavy fist and hit him in the chest and abdomen.

"Damn Dark Creature ......"

Van Helsing shouted angrily, the golden light in his eyes flashed, and the strength of his whole body exploded, pulling out his suppressed hands and feet. After getting up, a set of capable and simple combination punches blasted the five werewolves out.

Michael came behind Van Helsing at some point, clenched his fists and slammed down on his back, and Lucien in front of him, who had been waiting for a long time, kicked out the whip leg sideways, and slammed the blow into his neck.

Bang!

Van Helsing vomited blood while smashing into the wall on the side, and in just a few rounds, he was beaten powerless, and when he staggered up, he was already dizzy and tinnitus, and there was a double image in front of him.

I was stunned!

This battle may not be the most dangerous battle in Van Helsing's life, but it is definitely the weakest battle, and the five werewolves are second, give him some time to kill them one by one.

The key is Lucian and Michael, the strength of which makes him tired to deal with, and Russell's eyeing from the sidelines, as well as two beauties who are not vases at first glance, all put him under great pressure and cannot give it his all.

Lucien wielded his Hidden Blade, grinning and baring his fangs, and before Van Helsing could recover from it, he slashed down one sword after another, so that he could only raise his sword to block.

Michael made a knife in the back and slammed a cannon punch into Van Helsing's waist, even though his face turned pale.

Boom!

The long sword was picked up by Lucian, and Van Helsing was even more unable to parry without weapons, and was pressed against the wall by the five werewolves who surrounded him.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang ————

Lucian and Michael opened their bows left and right, and only after beating them hard did they stop, and when the battle ended, the two werewolves carried Van Helsing all the way to Russell.

At this moment, the black scarf on Van Helsing's face fell, his hat had long since disappeared, and his long messy hair was stained with blood on his cheeks, looking extremely embarrassed.

"The vitality is really tenacious, and it didn't kill ......," Russell sighed with a sigh of relief, holding tightly the cross that was about to fly out.

At this moment, Van Helsing didn't know where he got the strength to break away from the two werewolves and roared and pounced on Russell.

Russell sneered, and two shadows rushed out of him, and in the dim light, two long legs cut through the air, one kicked Van Helsing in the face, and the other gave a fatal beating.

"Shhhhh X8

Van Helsing fell to his knees with his hands on his crotch, the sweat of the bean slid down, and his face was pale and he couldn't make a sound. For his experience, Russell and other eight male compatriots sympathized with him and helped him dub it very intimately.