Date: March 21, 1999.

Location: Manchester, England.

Tonight is destined to be a day of crazy bloodshed.

In a country with a temperate monsoon climate, most of the year is rainy. The drizzle in the sky is like silk, and although it is not very cold, the chill can penetrate into people's bones.

The outskirts of the city, the old alleys, the old warehouses.

The artificial vampire project is still unfolding in an orderly manner.

Under the temptation of money and **, all kinds of drug dealers, gangsters, and addicts have come. They didn't know what cruel and bloody things were going on in this house. But under the trend of **, they did not hesitate and broke in. Then death followed.

In fact, Qin Fen didn't need such a covert and laborious means, in his plan, the werewolf scientist, who often used ordinary people to do unscrupulous human experiments, would provide him with a "source of goods", but now he can't protect himself, Qin Fen can only do everything himself.

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that Qin Fen exhaled lightly after he wiped the neck of the last low-level vampire with a dagger.

So far, he has killed a total of 52 ultra-low-level vampires with a combat power evaluation of "scum", although he only earns a few hundred survival points, it is already proper to complete the main quest three, and even if it is the best, it is unknown.

But now his face is not good-looking, and even a little dignified and difficult. The dim light reflected his slightly pursed lips, and there was a rare hint of hesitation on his axe-like face.

"What's wrong?" Hei Changzhi asked curiously.

"It's the werewolf scientist who has an accident," Qin Fen's eyes flickered, and he had already made up his mind in a deep groan, "I have to go and see." ”

Speaking of which, Sebastian was also unlucky. He's a sapient creature by nature, and he's not at all good at fighting. was pulled by Qin Fen to make a big banner with a tiger skin, although there was a suspicion of taunting everyone in applause, but there was no accident when he was a man with his tail between his legs.

But when the adventurers get involved, things change completely.

The essence of an adventurer is like a shark in the sea, a profit-seeker.

It is not in the interest of the adventurer to be calm, so they unanimously muddy the waters.

Although Qin Fen didn't know all the means of this, the result was clearly placed in front of him:

Or go out and help and save the werewolf scientists. Or watch this follower die in the chaos of tonight's fighting.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Fen finally made the decision to rescue.

On the one hand, followers are rare, especially auxiliary personnel such as werewolf scientists, which are even rarer, and if you miss this time, I am afraid there will be no second chance.

In addition, after his strength has improved, he has more thoughts about wanting to get a piece of the pie from this melee.

Hei Chang walked straight to Qin Fen's side, and although he didn't speak, the meaning he expressed was undoubtedly revealed.

"Well, let's go."

Werewolf scientists have been hiding in Tibet for the past two days, but now they are hiding in a rich area. It stands to reason that it is actually very simple to be a turtle with a shrunken head in such a big city, but everything still has to talk about a question of probability. And it just so happens that one of the adventurers has a powerful tracking skill...... So, he was sad.

When Qin Fen and the others arrived by car, they heard gunshots and explosions from afar, after all, this is a famous rich area in Manchester, where many dignitaries, wealthy businessmen, and even important politicians live. Even knowing that it had become a battlefield for vampires and werewolves, the cops could only rush in.

Sporadic gunshots came occasionally, and Qin Fen did not receive the news of the death of his followers, which fully showed that the melee had not yet ended.

Two or three kilometers away, Qin Fen saw groups of frightened residents crying and fleeing, some wearing vests, bras, and pants, and of course, the interception checkpoint set up by the Manchester police. The effect of this level is mainly to intercept the outside world and avoid anyone from entering by mistake, which is simply not allowed to enter.

However, this naturally did not make it difficult for Qin Fen, especially when he saw at a glance the police inspector who had taken a picture yesterday morning.

"Let me in, this kind of thing should be handled by someone like me."

The police inspectors looked at Qin Fen with frowns, obviously not having any good feelings for this guy who was pulling the tiger skin of the director and killing people in public in the police station. However, he still waved his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Let them in."

In such a situation where it is easy to cause widespread panic, a single mishandling can trigger a large-scale mass incident. The first to bear the brunt of the pressure is the Manchester police.

Although members of the SAS special service team have entered the community, they have not been able to quell the chaos so far, but there are distress signals from time to time.

In this case, the pressure on this police inspector can be imagined, after all, he is the official with the highest title here, and he has to bear most of the responsibility for the failure of the rescue. Now that someone is willing to volunteer to go in and open up the situation, he is naturally happy to sit back and enjoy the results. Taking a step back, even if it doesn't work, it won't have a worse impact on the situation anyway.

Faced with such a situation, the officers naturally wisely remained silent. Looking at the figure of Qin Fen and the two running into the community, several policemen looked at each other, and then turned their eyes away in unison, just as if this thing had not happened.

On the way to run, Qin Fen said in a low voice: "You are a gunner, you are not suitable for a frontal charge, just give me a secret look." ”

"yes, I see."

After Qin Fen turned a corner, he began to slow down. There was already smoke rising ahead, and it looked like there had been a fierce exchange of fire here not long ago. Through the sparse cracks in the fence, you can see an old-fashioned round-headed Ford sedan with a retro style burning horizontally on the road, billowing black smoke, and the ground and building walls next to it are dripping with blood and dense bullet casings, apparently someone has been shooting here for some time.

He doesn't know the specific location of the werewolf scientist now, and even if he does, he won't rush into the center of the storm, and making a fortune in a muffled voice is the last word. At this moment, a muffled hum suddenly came from a room not far away, followed by the soft sound of "Gegege...... It's like the sound of blood spurting through the lungs when the laryngeal bone is crushed!

This voice was originally very soft and short, and if it was the rest of the people, they would naturally not pay much attention to it, but Qin Fen was extremely vigilant at this time, always paying attention to the wind and grass around him.

Hearing this voice, his heart moved, and he immediately strode into the house next to him.

As soon as he approached the house, Qin Fen smelled a very familiar smell of rust, which was the most familiar smell to him in his four years of revenge. There was no doubt that there must have been a terrible slaughter going on inside, and the cold, viscous dark red blood had even seeped through the crack in the door and flowed down the steps.

He took a deep breath, looked calm, and gently walked to the hidden door, and then pushed it open without a trace.

The first thing that caught Qin Fen's eye was the corpse of a special service officer dressed in black. It was an ordinary-looking white guy with a wide open mouth, constricted pupils, and a dying expression full of horror. His pale, constricted fingers pressed tightly against his abdomen, and bright red blood gushed from a small slit in the top of his neck, converging into a puddle beneath him.

There were four more bodies that had died in a similar way, lying in the living room, and the air was filled with a boiling smell of death and blood, and a shocking and terrible smell came to the face.

In the corner of the living room of the house, there was a dying member of the Secret Service who was clutching weakly over the bright red wound on his neck, his face pale, his pupils dilated, and his throat rattling, the sound of a severed trachea.

Behind the Secret Service personnel, a tall man stood and looked over with a little consternation...... But it was the member of the Tiger Team who had chased and killed Qin Fen unsuccessfully, King Li!

The two looked at each other, their staggered gazes seemed to cut a series of staggered sparks in the air, and the corners of Liwang's mouth immediately showed a cruel smile, and he grabbed the hair of the special service member and threw it aside, and the pale corpse rolled on the ground twice, and then completely lost its voice.

King Li didn't look at the corpse, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Fen:

"Boy, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. Your time of death has come! ”