The monster was curled up on all fours and half lying on the ground, its hands twitching slightly, and it was evident that the blow to the throat had caused him great discomfort, even more so than the blow that hit him in the face.

"The swing is unorganized, and it relies purely on brute force and instinct to fight hard, and it can't even dodge the most basic." Ji Qiu shook his head, "You idiots aren't even common in the clan. ”

The monster rubbed his vocal cords with his hands, and his body gradually shrunk, and gradually, he changed back to his original human form.

"Damn monkey, let me hit you, and you'll die." He wiped the nosebleed from his face, stared at Ji Qiu, and said in a hoarse voice.

"You can try." Ji Qiu sneered, and just wanted to make a move, when he suddenly felt a numbness in the back of his head, and hurriedly shrank back and threw himself to the right, and at the same time, a bullet grazed his left shoulder, splattering a little blood.

Holding the wound on his shoulder, Ji Qiu slowly turned around, only to see that not far behind him, in the front light of the car, a man also wearing a black cloak was standing there silently, with a pistol in his right hand facing him.

"You've been watching it for a long time, right?" Ji Qiu shook his shoulders and slowly stood up.

"Witcher?" The man looked at them expressionlessly, his eyes as thin as a goshawk foraging in the dark, "It's the first time I've seen a living witcher outside the rumors. ”

"Really? It will also be your last. Before the words fell, Ji Qiu suddenly bowed down, his chest pressed against the ground and bent his legs forward, and the whole person was like a big python that suddenly burst out, and quickly swept towards the other party.

Bang bang bang!!

The man's hand trembled, and he fired four or five shots in an instant, the bullets hitting the hard railroad tracks, reflecting bursts of sparks.

Ji Qiu used his hands and feet at the same time, his chest and abdomen shrunk inward, and the muscles connected to his back were forced, driving the strength of his whole body, rushing left and right, and getting close to the other party while dodging the flying bullets.

Laugh at!

A bullet bounced off Ji Qiu's left leg, and the pain of tearing came, but his movements did not stop, his body bowed violently, and he pounced in front of the man from the side.

The man took a step back, flipped his wrist, and the head of the gun turned to Ji Qiu again.

Disheveled!

He was greeted by a large handful of jet-black sand.

At the same time as Ji Qiuren jumped up, his right hand slammed forward, and a handful of sand and soil was thrown directly at the man's face.

Suddenly, the man was swept in the face, subconsciously closed his eyes, and coughed violently.

Quickly retreating under his feet, the man covered his eyes with one hand, didn't look at it, turned his hand and shot three or four shots in the direction of Ji Qiu.

Ji Qiu shrank back to another position, and then felt a pain in his right arm, and he was shot again.

It's hard to dodge this kind of shooting at close range.

But by this time, he had already rushed in front of the man.

With a palm slapped away the opponent's arm, Ji Qiu stepped forward, stepped on the opponent's toes with his left foot, and at the same time turned his palm into a grasp, and his five fingers grabbed the man's face like a hook.

The man endured the sharp pain under his feet, bent his left arm in front of him, and at the same time held the gun in his right hand and slashed horizontally, slashing at Ji Qiu's neck.

This guy is obviously very professionally trained, his vision is blocked, and he can still respond quickly to the injury to his leg.

Ji Qiu stepped on it, pressed his body on the trend, pressed all the weight of his body on the opponent's feet, blocked the opponent's horizontal split with his left hand, and planted a hammer with his right hand, punched the man's abdomen, and then pressed it.

"Ahh The man only felt a churning cramp in his stomach, which was worse than the pain under his feet, and under the two-phase induction, he couldn't help but howl in pain, and his mouth was wide open, revealing two sharp fangs.

After the hammer, he grabbed the pistol with his left hand and pulled it in his direction, while his right fist rose up, sticking to the opponent's shirt and hitting him in the chin.

The man's arm pressed down and raised his head to avoid it, but Ji Qiu punched him in the air, and he directly stepped hard, facing his chest is an elbow.

Bang!

The strength hit into the chest, and two or three ribs were broken, and the momentum poured into the lungs, and the man only felt a dullness in his heart, and the soreness and numbness suddenly surged to his whole body.

His eyes widened angrily, his throat swallowed, and he swallowed the blood hard, and at the same time, the knuckles of his right fingers twisted strangely, and with a click, the head of the gun was flipped in his hand, and the direction of the muzzle was aimed at Ji Qiu.

"Holy!" Unexpectedly, the other party still had this hand, Ji Qiu's scalp exploded, and he hurriedly shrank back, and heard two loud noises in his ears, and the fire flashed in front of him, and the bridge of his nose was hot and painful.

A burst of gunpowder smoke accompanied by a special smell poured into the tip of his nose, and he subconsciously sniffed it, and instantly judged that it was the smell of silver burning.

Leaned up, rolled his waist back, lifted his feet, clamped the man's left arm, and then rolled over and pressed down, accompanied by a penetrating 'click', with a cross-arm joint technique, he reflexively pressed him to the ground.

From Ji Qiu rushing over with a bullet to the end of the battle between the two sides, it only took about ten seconds, and the big man standing in the distance looked at them, hesitated for a while, and finally turned around and ran towards the dark underground track.

"Want to go?" Ji Qiu twisted the man's arm and pointed the muzzle of the gun in the direction of the big man, but he only fired two shots, and then he heard a click, and the bullet ran out.

"It's a pity..."Ji Qiu stared at the distance for a while, and after confirming that the other party had indeed escaped, he took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the man, and then stepped forward and pressed his knee against his ribs, stared at him and said, "I ask a question, you answer." ”

"Kill me." The man looked at Ji Qiu with bloodshot eyes, cold sweat on his face, but he didn't have any expression of fear.

Ji Qiu stared at him for a few seconds, his knees pressed down, and the man couldn't help it and snorted.

"Answer me, are you a Bruch or an Asamai?"

“…… I don't understand what you're talking about," the man's already white face turned even paler, and he swallowed the pain in his hand and whispered.

"I'm asking you which clan you are?" Ji Qiu frowned, "What...... Is it a shame to admit your clan? ”

"What the hell are you talking about?" The man gritted his teeth and said, "It's the elder Amelia who is ruling now, what a bullshit clan, I haven't heard of it at all!" ”

“……”

"This is Earth?" Ji Qiu asked with some uncertainty.

"You're not sick," the man felt a little puzzled.

"Who is Amelia? Tell me everything you know. ”

……

Ji Qiu suppressed the man's movements with his joint technique, and then began to question the man in a manner similar to interrogation. The man seemed to want to hide it at first, but when he found out that what Ji Qiu was asking was something well-known or even common-sense, he began to know everything.

The vampires of this world are similar to Ji Qiu's memories, they are afraid of the sun, but they are not afraid of silverware, and things like holy water have no effect on them. There is no Cain in the history of their birth, and there is no so-called first vampire Lilith. It was as if they had suddenly appeared in the world, and even many of their members could not tell the origin of their race.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that over the centuries, vampires have gradually spread and infiltrated human society through a formal, strict internal social system, maintaining their mystique while consolidating their dominance.

The vampires here do not have the so-called 'Thirteen Clans', they are ruled by the only three elders, namely Marcus, Victor and Amelia. The three elders take turns to control the supreme power of the Bloodline, and every time a century passes, they will be handed over, and the two elders will go into a deep sleep, leaving only one alive in this world, guiding the direction of the Bloodline until the next handover.

As for the origin of the werewolf, there is also no way to verify. According to the vampire in front of him, after centuries of long fighting, their blood clan has gained a huge advantage at this time. It wasn't until nearly six centuries ago that the wolf king Colevin was killed by them, and the werewolves fell into an irreparable decline. And today's battle is an operation for them to hunt werewolves.

As soon as Ji Qiu heard half of it, he felt that something was wrong. This is not the same history as he is well aware. His brows were tightly locked, if what this guy said was true, then he had come to a place exactly the same earth as before, and the people's names, clothes, and even the language they spoke were no different from the original earth, but he said that the familiar history was completely different.

Just as he lowered his head and pondered, a light curtain suddenly appeared in the void in front of him. As the light curtain slowly expanded, two strange buttons also appeared under his field of vision.

"Mission 2 Completed"

"For task three, please select:

1. Help the vampires and destroy all the Richins.

2. Help the werewolf defeat the vampire and stop Victor from waking up. ”

“…… What the hell is this?"