Chapter 66 There are no eunuchs

ps: I wrote it last week, but I haven't sent it yet...

At no given time, things will not go as smoothly as humanity thinks. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info God's favorite thing is to play this kind of joke with people, often the worse the unlucky ghosts who are tricked, the more happy the gods who play tricks on them will also be saved.

Of course, when God closes a door, for the sake of fairness, he will also open a window and give people a way out. Both Eastern and Western myths and stories have been mentioned more than once.

Whether God will really open a window for the person who is closed Gu Beijing doesn't know, but what is certain is that his door has indeed been closed. Let the already happy and sad.

The M2 heavy machine gun only fired a hundred rounds before the barrel was already red, and it was impossible to continue firing at all, otherwise there would be a danger of exploding at any time.

In Alex's frightened and angry shouting and scolding, Gu Beijing finally remembered very sadly that just before entering the mission world, he had disassembled this machine gun and successfully installed it back, but in the end, it seemed that there were a few more parts...

I have to say that this problem is extremely serious. Originally, the M2 did not prepare a special spirit bullet, and completely relied on the power of the 12.7mm large-caliber bullet and the high-intensity firepower density to deter vampires. Once there are no bullets, then these hundreds of catties are not even as good as scrap iron. It's not easy to hold and smash people.

Gu Beijing really didn't know what to say. He only felt that he had never been more unlucky, really... Disgusting.

The weak firepower of an assault rifle, a submachine gun and two ****** alone could not stop the rapid advance of the vampires, they could be called completely overwhelming, even if Gu Beijing temporarily picked up the MP5, it basically did not help the situation in the slightest.

The entire defense line was about to collapse, and the five of them would soon be bleeding on the spot.

Suddenly, a Humvee, like a bison, went on a rampage and plunged directly into the field.

Before the car could come to a stop, a handsome man in a long black leather trench coat jumped out of the car and, without looking, fired a shot at a vampire who turned his head and rushed in his direction, knocking him straight to the ground.

Suddenly, whether it was humans, reincarnators, or vampires, they were all stunned by this moment.

"Who?" Alex and Gu Beijing's eyes were like eagle falcons, and they swept on the handsome guy in black leather almost in no particular order.

Marlowe was full of fear, and he screamed frantically, "Dead soul bringer, Hank! How could it be you? How could you be here?! ”

"Why, I can't be here." The handsome man in black smiled word by word, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand continued to spray deadly flames. It was clear that he wanted these vampires to die.

"You... You—" Marlowe trembled constantly, he was terrified, he had never felt so scared, even if he had been besieged at the police station before. He wanted to escape, to leave everything behind, as long as he could escape from this horrible place.

Hank, the Dead Soul Bringer, is said to be the tenth generation of blood in the clan, and in terms of strength, he is even much stronger than many nine-generation races. Hank is an important cadre of the secret execution department under the secret party, and legend has it that the vampires who fall into his hands are never spared. Legend...

There are so many legends that Hank has almost become a legend. An existence that is extremely feared by a low-level vampire who violates the six precepts of the secret party.

And now, Hank, the evil star, has actually appeared here, this small town in the far north of Alaska, how can Marlowe not be afraid? It almost marked the end of his life.

Gu Beijing and Alex glanced at each other, and seemed to see hope for a breakthrough. Although it is not known whether that person is friend or foe so far, since the two sides still have a common enemy so far, it naturally shows that the two sides have a basis for cooperation.

In other words, even if it is poison, they must drink to quench their thirst now, otherwise they will be attacked by both sides, and the situation will only get worse.

Their situation is now extremely awkward, and now they are indeed in a dilemma.

ps: I know this may make you think I'm shameless and shameless, but I have to ask for all kinds of tickets, collections, and rewards again. I've really reached a turning point now, whether to give up this book, make it easier for myself, accumulate more professional knowledge and history, political ability, and then go to Northeast University or Baimen University in two or three years, it's really a ruined decision, if I can't pass the exam, then I only have two results, either go back to my hometown in the mainland, or stay in Japan to show people convenience stores and work as a part-time worker. Either way is half-dead. You say, "What should I choose?" I wanted to open up an additional path, at least hoping that the manuscript fee would cover part of my life, but now it seems that I can't, and I am too naïve. This is an explanation of my conscience. I have said everything that needs to be said, and I feel a lot more relaxed. This book was supposed to be completed with a minimum number of words, but yesterday after talking to friends, I suddenly didn't want to write it. Maybe you think I'm pretentious, you think I'm not trustworthy or whatever, but it's true. Hobbies can't be eaten after all, and I should probably really think about it. I'm really tired. It's time to think about the future. I understand my own situation, I know more, I don't know more, and the whole person's knowledge system is like a broken sieve, leaking everywhere. I had to learn more, that's all. That's the knot.