Having lost the advantage of the surprise attack, and now facing two new humans at the same time, Wang Hao understands that he has no advantage at all.

In fact, instead of an advantage, it is completely out of disadvantage!

This kind of damn situation, Wang Hao is not the first time to encounter it in his several years of outlaw career, according to previous experience, Wang Hao immediately made a wise choice: run!

Taking advantage of the fact that the two vampires were grinning at him and making all kinds of terrifying poses, Wang Hao hurriedly turned over from the car and got off the ground, twisted his waist, and ran away in the opposite direction.

Two stupid x, I don't understand, why do some vampires have to learn to put on a scaring pose on TV before biting people, like Lao Yang back then, he sucked her blood without saying a word, it seems that people are extremely hungry, and they are more efficient.

Thinking of Lao Yang and her, Wang Hao had another fire in his heart, Lao Yang, this bastard, either I die or you die, there is absolutely no third way!

But now, killing Lao Yang seemed too far away, and after the initial stunned, the two vampires behind him had quickly caught up.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, Wang Hao, you're too slow, too slow!"

Wang Hao kept yelling in his heart, his legs and wheels were turning rapidly, and it was estimated that his speed was almost reaching Liu Xiang more than ten years ago, but the footsteps behind him were still approaching quickly.

Even if these two people are not new combative humans, the huge physical fitness gap caused by genetic mutation cannot be made up by just exercising or something.

Suddenly, the top of his head suddenly darkened, and a black shadow rushed to his back, and before he could see who was coming, Wang Hao's body sank and he had been thrown to the ground.

"Grass!" Wang Hao didn't look back at all, just by feeling it, he smashed his elbow backwards.

In the old days, it was a blow that could have knocked an adult away, only to be exchanged for a muffled snort from the vampire behind him.

Immediately after, a huge force that was completely irresistible pressed from behind.

"Dare to resist!" The mustache pressed one leg against Wang Hao's back, reached out and grabbed Wang Hao's hair fiercely, and slammed it to the ground.

Wang Hao suddenly broke a hole more than two fingers long on the door of his head, the skin and flesh turned out, and bright red blood flowed out along the wound.

Then there was a storm of beatings.

The mustache still maintained a little sanity, and did not attack Wang Hao's vital point. Rao is like this, Wang Hao was also stunned, feeling as if he had been trampled by a group of running rhinoceros, his brain was buzzing, the Venus in front of him was popping up, and his whole body was so painful that he couldn't move.

After a while, the mustache finally had enough, waved at the fat man who came over, and said breathlessly, "I was almost calculated by him." You carry him, and I'll find a rope to tie him up. ”

The fat man replied in a humble voice, grabbed Wang Hao, and threw it on his shoulders easily.

Wang Hao was held on the shoulders by the fat man like a rice bag, with his big head down, and the blood in the wound on his forehead was dripping down like money, dyeing the not ugly face into a blood gourd.

The fat man didn't take a few steps with Wang Hao on his shoulder, and suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and stared at Wang Hao's face, his eyes exuding a strange brilliance.

"Damn, this guy can't be gay!"

Wang Hao saw that the fat man's eyes were extremely strange when he looked at him, and he sighed in his heart, thinking that if this guy was really a gay, he would immediately bite his tongue and kill himself, his mother's fortune could not be saved, and he had to wrap the chrysanthemum no matter what!

"What's wrong?" The mustache also noticed that something was wrong with the fat man and asked.

"Hey, hey, hey." The fat man smirked twice, and said stupidly, "I, I kind of want to taste the taste of his blood." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the mustache to answer, the fat man threw Wang Hao to the ground heavily, then squatted in front of Wang Hao, stretched out a finger to dip a little blood in the wound on his head, and put it in his mouth to instigate.

"Absolutely delicious! It's a new era on the tip of the tongue! The fat man looked intoxicated and gave a thumbs up.

For new humans, blood is not only food, but also an important source of strength, and the blood of a pure-blooded human is as tempting as the poison of the old era for new humans. The product is average.

Seeing the fat man's satisfied look, the mustache couldn't help but swallow his saliva, looked left and right at no one, nodded and said, "You fucking drink less, don't kill this kid, I will count on him for the glory and wealth of the second half of my life." I'll take a sip later. ”

The fat man cheered, like a mountain of meat, pressed on Wang Hao's chest, and the blood basin was aimed at the wound on Wang Hao's forehead, and he sucked violently.

After a series of fights and a large amount of blood loss, and being pressed by the fat man's huge body, Wang Hao suddenly had difficulty breathing, and his mind gradually became a little confused.

Faintly, I saw a thick and short ball of flesh wriggling in front of my eyes. It was the fat man's neck, his Adam's apple moving, apparently swallowing his own blood.

Thinking of the friends and relatives he knew, who were harvested by vampires like this, and thinking of the fact that people are not like people and ghosts in the past few years, Wang Hao suddenly gave birth to a ruthless force, opened his mouth violently, and bit down hard at the main artery of the fat man's neck.

"Cao Nima, don't you like to bite, Lao Tzu bites you to death!" Wang Hao screamed inarticulately, feeling like a wolf that had been hungry for a few days in the wasteland, once he bit his prey, he would never let go.

Human beings also evolved from beasts, and they have preserved the remnants of the beast surname in their bones, and once they are persecuted to the extreme, even the most docile ordinary person will show their murderous side.

The fat man let out a piercing scream, and a large amount of fishy blood gushed out of his neck, and part of it flowed into Wang Hao's mouth.

The blood full of fishy smell stimulated Wang Hao's beast surname even more, Wang Hao violently forced, clicked, and actually bit the fat man's throat in two.

At the same time, a large mouthful of blood flowed down his throat into Wang Hao's stomach.

Somehow, Wang Hao suddenly felt that his body was full of strength, and he turned over suddenly, easily pressing the fat man under him.

"Bite you! Bite you to death! Wang Hao was like a beast, tearing the fat man violently and pulling out a white flower's throat.

The fat man, who was still infinitely powerful just now, has no power to fight back at this time since he was bitten into the flesh by Wang Hao's teeth, his hands and feet twitched slightly, and he let Wang Hao press on him and bite wildly.

The fat man's pair of pupils are constantly changing, gradually showing a dead gray. Eventually, the lens shattered violently, and a thick, grayish-white liquid poured out of the pupil and covered the entire eyeball.

When the mustache standing on the side saw this scene, instead of coming up to help, the whole person was stunned, and he didn't have the fierce appearance of beating Lin Yu just now.

Old humans bite new humans?! It's horrible!

For Mustache, biting an old human to death and drinking his blood is as normal as killing a chicken.

No, sometimes he still feels unbearable when killing chickens, but for old humans, no one will feel unbearable.

But who has ever seen an old human bite a new human?

In the eyes of the mustache, the bloody picture in front of him was simply as hellish and terrifying, and even reminded him of a science fiction movie called "Alien" in the old era.

It took a long time for this "human tragedy" in the new era to come to an end.

Wang Hao slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, faced the mustache, and asked with a cruel smile, "WhoistheNext?" ”;