Knock knock!

There was an angry sound of going downstairs from outside the house, followed by heavy footsteps outside, and a man shouted, "Sir, whoever you are, get out of here!" Or you'll regret it! ”

Judging from the small trap by the window, the family should have secrets, but they treated the intruder as a thief, not the food that was delivered to the door, and it didn't look like a tyrannical bloodband. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huang Shang suddenly stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Outside the door stood a middle-aged man with an angry face, wearing plaid pajamas, holding a revolver in his hand, the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at the door, looking at the exposed half of the face of the yellow dress, the muzzle of the gun moved up, and shouted angrily: "Damn it! Believe it or not, I shot your's dog head, hung it on Tom's bedside, and had Santa Claus stuff it with gold coins! ”

This is the angry father who suddenly discovers a thief in the house in the middle of the night, and has nothing to do with the blood.

But Huang Sheng not only smelled the heavy blood on this big Tom's body, but also saw a line of blood spilled behind him at a glance, which was enough, and as soon as he retracted his head, he saw a small black shadow jumping out of the window, lying on all fours, and rushing straight over.

Huang Shang's dynamic eyesight is very good now, and he can see that the black shadow is barely a little boy, but his body is covered with dark blue scales, his face is hideous, his eyes are red, a blood-colored fang protrudes from his mouth, drooling, and two small bat wings on his back are flapping, and in a flash, it has crossed the whole room and pounced, ten sharp nails like a sword waving quickly towards his face.

It's exactly what the manual describes.

Although the speed of this little blood disciple is fast, it is still within Huang Shang's reaction, and the strong blood qi is coming, he pulls out the short sword of blood hidden in the handle of the umbrella, his body is short, he takes half a step diagonally, and a thousand piles of snow come out without thinking, but when he sees the sword shadow flashing, the puff is endless, and the ten fingers of the little blood disciple are cut off one by one in the blink of an eye and fall down.

Hiss!

It let out a scream in its throat that was by no means human, its face was distorted, it seemed to be in pain, as if it understood the identity of the other party, and screamed: "You are a ...... of learning"

The little blood disciple was just about to retreat, but Huang Shang didn't give it a chance, and between his wrists, the blood short sword swung horizontally, and its neck was cut off, and an inhuman head was only connected by a layer of skin, hanging backwards, the same as its body.

Bang!

Huang Sheng felt a chill in his heart, his back muscles tightened, and he quickly stepped forward, and then a gunshot rang out, and he had severe pain in his back, and he had already been shot.

Fortunately, the former servant was in time, and he was wearing the conjoined soft armor specially picked out by Yu Tunan, and after a pain and shock, the bullet broke through the soft armor and was firmly clamped by the constricted male muscles, unable to continue to go deeper, causing greater damage.

Jingle Bell!

The Bloodblood's broken armor fell to the floor.

Huang Shang quickly flipped to the left, and the fish jumped up, beating irregularly in the room, taking the opportunity to turn around, raising his arms to protect his head, facing the great blood disciple who had been transformed.

Bang bang bang!

In the sound of the wheel, the guns rang out incessantly, none of them hit, it was obvious that Tom was not a sharpshooter before his death, after five rounds, he threw away the pistol, strode into the house, and stared at Huang Sheng with red eyes: "You are a knight's apprentice?" ”

Huang Shang pursed his lips, without saying a word, his left umbrella and his right sword, his heart was pounding, his palms were soaked in cold sweat, staring at the inhuman opponent in front of him.

Scales, fangs, bat wings, sharp claws, bloody.

Tom pointed his long sharp armor at his son, who had fallen to the ground and was convulsing, and roared, "Damn it! He's still a kid, and you can do it too! Cut off his head! You brute with no humanity! What kind of knight is so cruel! ”

It uses him, not it.

Huang Sheng had no intention of arguing with it about the boundary between humans and monsters, so he only asked in a low voice, "What were you eating just now?" ”

Call!

The bloodsprites swooped down, stomping on the floor and rumbling, and the whole room felt like it was shaking.

The speed is very fast, but it is not fast enough, and the moves are completely disorganized, not the strong kind, Huang Shang intends to try its strength again, and does not use the blood short sword, the left hand abandons the umbrella and clenches the fist, and it blasts out flatly, hitting the claws of the blood disciples.

Bang!

Huang Sheng took a few steps back, his left arm was faintly numb, and he already knew in his heart that the other party's strength was greater than his own.

"Blood poison is so weird......

You must know that Huang Shang has taken five fruits of the apocalypse, and has practiced the seven foundational styles of the "Tu Nan Sword Technique", and now he has nearly 600 catties of strength in the next punch, and he is proficient in power skills, and the blood disciple was just an ordinary person before his death, but he can compete with him if he is poisoned by blood, isn't it powerful?

The glove in his left hand was silver, and the bloodie held the burning paw and shouted, Huang Shang rushed forward, and short-lived his waving arm opened, stabbing straight to the heart, poof, until it didn't go in, dark red blood flowed out, some fishy smell, pulled out, and the bloodie immediately fell to the ground.

"Hoo ......"

Huang Sheng let out a long breath, found that his back was full of cold sweat, and his hands and feet were a little weak, he reached out and touched his back, determined the position of the bullet, pressed and pressed, and at the same time the muscles suddenly exerted force, squeezed out the lead bullet, scooped it in his hand, and cut off the fangs of the two bloody disciples, straight like a sword, half a finger long, oozing dark red blood, put it into the equipped leather bag, enter the house to take a look, and found the entrance to a basement, the blood is extremely strong, go down to see, there are some corpses inside, with fresh half bodies, no skin, naked dark red flesh, the head was gnawed off, I can't see men and women.

A burst of angry nausea, because the gunshots had already sounded, did not dare to delay longer, Huang Shang quickly came up, jumped out of the window and opened the door, out of the villa, and came to the tree, his heart was cold.

Yu Tunan is gone.

After being startled, Huang Sheng looked down, there were only the footprints of his two people on the snow, and there was no one else, but there was more fine snow under the tree, not frozen into ice crystals, his heart moved, and he was about to look up, and the footsteps sounded, and a middle-aged gentleman came out of the darkness near the left, wearing a top hat, a cane, and a tuxedo, and walked straight over, and asked sharply: "Young man, what happened to the gunfire just now?" ”

This man came a little strangely, you must know that this is a slum, after the gunshot, there is a deathly silence in all directions, no one comes out to meddle in things, this gorgeously dressed gentleman actually appeared so quickly...... Huang Sheng said quietly, "I'm just one step ahead of you, sir." ”

The stern gray eyes of the gentleman stared at him firmly, as if looking at a prisoner: "Young man, do you dare to swear in court that what you say is true?" ”

Huang Shang smiled and asked, "Why would a gentleman like you appear in such a place so quickly?" The patrol should be almost there, so let's wait for them to deal with it! ”

The gentleman's face changed.

Turning dark blue, his eyes were red, his fangs protruding, he stepped back, pulled out a revolver, and slammed it.

Huang Shang had expected that at the moment before it fired, he advanced sideways, drew his sword and swung it diagonally, slashed off the right arm holding the gun, and with a twist of his wrist, stabbed it into the heart, and slashed it before falling to the ground, and the blood-colored fangs flew high.

Huang Shang reached out to pick it up, and suddenly an object flew in the air in an oblique thorn, hit the fangs, and both flew out horizontally and landed in the snow.

It was a snowball.