Rainy night

Arizona, USA, on the Interstate.

The raindrops crashed on the street lamps, splashing a blurry curtain of water, and the sound of crackling sounded like a dream movie.

A shrill engine sound rang out from afar, smashing the movie screen. In the flickering lights, a black sedan with half of its nose concave was rushing in the distance at a speed of more than sixty yards. The car swayed like a stumbling drunkard.

Chirping!

The sedan suddenly came to a sharp stop, and followed the momentum to spin through an arc on the road, making a piercing sound, and then in a "bump", the whole car flew into the railing, smashed a road lamp, and then turned around, and the rear of the car rebounded and hit the railing on the other side.

After a few loud bangs, the badly deformed car rolled over on its side and fell to the side of the road, and the surrounding fence was smashed into irregular shapes.

The smoke-filled car was silent for a while, and then suddenly ......

With a "ping" sound, the driver's door was smashed open with a huge force, and then a man with a European face jumped out of the vertical car and landed on the side of the road.

A thunderclap in the sky illuminated his pale countenance. The man was tall and thin, with a handsome complexion, straight blond hair that fell down his ears and shoulders, and although his hair was scattered by the rain that was constantly flowing, it still had a certain meticulous taste.

His body is tall, with a handsome but slightly noble temperament, like a medieval aristocrat who came out of a movie, with a unique sense of beauty.

But the nobleman seemed to be a little embarrassed now, only half of his expensive black suit was now dangling on his body, and in the rain-drenched white shirt, a terrifying scar slanted across half of his waist, and a trace of green smoke was emerging from the blood-red scar, and quickly disappeared into the rain.

The man looked around for a moment, then quickly turned around and pulled out a woman with an equally pale face from the car. The woman was dressed in a luxurious black dress, and her demeanor was extraordinary, but there was a blood hole exposed on the snow-white foot under the skirt, and blood flowed out of it from time to time.

"Can you still go?"

The man turned around and asked, and the woman nodded silently.

"Then keep up."

The man glanced at the dark woods on the side of the road, and pulled the woman to run there quickly.

The rain continued to fall, and the wet branches ran across the man's cheeks, making him even more irritable. He looked at the road behind him beyond the dense forest, where the light of the car seemed to come from a distance, getting closer and closer.

"They're catching up, hurry up!"

The man stepped back, looking at the lights in the distance, his flickering eyes revealing his apprehension.

The woman in front of her suddenly paused, and the man was caught off guard and hit her directly.

"How ......"

The man was just about to ask out loud, when a gunshot suddenly rang out, and the man subconsciously turned sideways, and a bullet quickly grazed his cheek, bringing a little blood.

The pain was so intense that he couldn't help but cover his cheek, where a streak of blood ran under his eye, and he was only an inch or two away from expecting him to be blind.

"Silver Bullet!"

Feeling the wound that was smoking, a thought flashed through the man's heart. He pulled the woman behind him, then looked ahead.

In the dark bushes in front of him, a figure stood silently, standing still, as if the whole person had merged into the surrounding woods. The raindrops fell on him, but they fell like falling on a calm lake, and they couldn't make a wave.

Even with a man's eyesight, he could barely see the road ahead on such a rainy night. If it weren't for the fact that his hearing was much more sensitive than that of ordinary people, it is estimated that he would have died from the shot just now.

Bang!!!

A muffled thunder swept across the sky, illuminating the figure ahead. It was a young man with an oriental face, with short black hair, a cold face, and a trace of rain flowing down his forehead and eyes, but it could not block his vision in the slightest.

The man was dressed in pitch black, holding a silver-white knife in his left hand, and a belt wrapped around his arm, which revealed a little blood. In his right hand, he held a strangely shaped pistol, which was facing them at this time, and there seemed to be a trace of white smoke coming from the muzzle.

"Good luck, Anderson."

The gun knob turned around in Ji Qiu's hand, and he said in a seemingly relaxed tone, "If the rain is a little heavier, your head will probably have exploded by this time." ”

Anderson on the other side was stunned, and suddenly laughed inexplicably, "You bastard chased us from the lava to a dozen states, just for a piece of something?" What good did Hastan's crumbs promise you? ”

He pretended to talk, but his eyes flickered around as if he was looking for something.

"Are you looking for him?"

Ji Qiu suddenly stopped on the ground, and then took out something from behind him.

Another thunderbolt flashed, illuminating the object in his hand. It was a hideous-looking human head. The faces of Europeans, with the same long golden hair, were now mixed with blood, forming a strange golden red.

The hair was grabbed by Ji Qiu's hand, and the head hung in the air and swayed. Surprised, unwilling eyes and wide open mouth seemed to tell the resentment of this person before he died.

Blood was dripping from the underside of the head, and the smooth and neat scratches on the neck showed the man's death: he had been cleanly slashed and his neck and head were separated.

"Muloda! No!! ”

Seeing the human head, Anderson had a look of disbelief on his face, and he roared angrily at Ji Qiu.

"I want you to die!!"

A louder roar rang out, and the woman beside him roared as two sharp fangs peeked out of her jaw, her face turning blue, and gluten and veins bulging from her face. The woman raised her hands high, her thin figure seemed to be full of strength at this time, and the nails painted with oil paint on her slender fingers began to become sharp and thick.

She stretched out her claws and grabbed at the tree beside her, and at the same time pounced towards Ji Qiu like a galloping leopard.

"Calm down, bastard!"

Anderson shouted, but was still a step too late. On the other side, Ji Qiu quickly raised the pistol, and then pulled the trigger.

There was a soft sound of "bump", and the woman who had just made a dodge action was in a trance, and saw a surprising scene, the pistol in Ji Qiu's hand did not fire bullets, but the handle of the gun bounced upward, and the dramatic scene was illustrating one thing: there were no bullets.

A hint of joy flashed in the woman's eyes, but Ji Qiu seemed to know in advance, and instantly threw the firearm in his hand over.

The pistol spun rapidly in the air, passing through the transparent rain curtain and raising water marks. The woman was surprised, and hurriedly flashed back......

The pistol hit the woman's shoulder, and the woman's figure suddenly staggered, and she hurriedly pulled out, but it was still too late. A knife light flashed in front of him, Ji Qiuren followed the knife, and the distance of five meters was crossed by him, and the big knife slashed horizontally in front, silently, and the surrounding water was connected by the knife shadow into a blurred thin line, slashing towards the woman's neck.

The panic in the woman's eyes, the disbelief in her eyes flashed quickly, but unfortunately the center of gravity of her body was unstable, and she could only watch the rapid extension of the knife light, getting closer and closer to her neck.

During the change in the situation, the woman's upper body suddenly leaned back, but the man behind her saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly reached out to grab her collar, and then quickly retreated.

In an instant, Ji Qiu took a step under his feet, and the blade slashed through the side of the woman's neck, and blood gushed out, cutting a large piece of flesh and blood.

The woman screamed, and the strands of flesh on her neck were entangled, trying to close the wound again, but the green smoke was constantly burning and melting, making a sizzling sound.

"I've been cut so many times, and I still don't have a long memory." Ji Qiu's knife turned around, and he stepped up again.

Anderson had a lot of experience in fighting the enemy, and when he saw that Ji Qiu wanted to cut again, he hurriedly threw the woman behind him, and at the same time twisted the ground with his right leg, and suddenly a stream of muddy rain was thrown out from under his feet, and it was densely thrown towards the face of Ji Qiu, who was rushing forward.

Ji Qiu twisted the handle of the knife and slapped away the splash that was thrown at his face, but his body did not stop at all, and he didn't care about the rest of the muddy water splashing on his body, and slashed out again......

When the situation was critical, he gritted his teeth, bent down and made an iron plate bridge posture, his right foot flew up, and instantly kicked on the handle of the knife, kicking the knife away, and at the same time twisting his body, rotating and moving out of a distance of three or four meters, exiting Ji Qiu's attack range.

Ji Qiu shook his slightly numb arm, but did not pursue again, but turned his head to look at an object half-inserted in the muddy water not far away.

It was something that had been thrown out of Anderson as he spun around to dodge: a pitch-black sign.

The sign is hexagonal in shape and about three inches thick. Thunder swept through the sky, illuminating the strange patterns that spread on it. The pattern is surrounded by several strange and twisted fonts, which seem to be shining inexplicably under the light of thunder.

"Looks like that's it." Ji Qiu looked at the look of surprise on Anderson's face, and walked over as he spoke.

Anderson, who was closer, hurriedly stepped forward and scooped up the sign.

He looked down at the pattern on the sign and gripped it tightly in his hand.

“…… After chasing us for so long, I didn't even know what the target looked like. You're probably overconfident in yourself, or... Look down on us? ”

Looking up at Ji Qiu's calm face, he suddenly chuckled.

"What I hate the most is your expression of victory, your blind arrogance, as if we are just a group of pigs in your captivity, kill if you want, and let you go!"

"In the eyes of you bastards, we're just like lowly reptiles like werewolves, just lowly worms living on the dark side of the world, just trophies in exchange for meritorious glory, right?"

His laughter began to flarn, his eyes seemed to turn blood-red from anger, and the corners of his mouth showed two sharp fangs like the woman's.

"Self-righteous bastard like you, I don't know how many I've seen in my life. But you know, for hundreds of years, there have been far more heads hanging on the walls of the Senate than in your broken guild! ”

"What I like to watch the most is the way a guy like you is holding his neck with a panicked look and unwilling to die!"

He let out an irrepressible crazy laugh, his palm was released, and the stone card instantly fell to the ground, and at the same time, his toes moved, and the whole person waved his hands and pounced towards Ji Qiu.

The woman behind him roared, flashed to his side with a rapid pace, and cooperated with one left and one right towards Ji Qiu.

"Meritorious? Don't be funny, I just want you to experience the feeling of being unwilling to spread but powerless to resist. ”

Ji Qiu waved his left hand holding the knife and said in a low voice, "... It's like you moths biting through other people's throats with a noble face. ”

As the words fell, the knife flashed, cutting through the layers of water curtains, and slashed towards Anderson.