A wicked man is his own hell.

Many years ago, Murong Hong took the "Peach Fu Evil Spirit" to a certain place in Europe and beheaded a vampire prince, and today, as a vampire, he was also cut into pieces by the "Peach Fu Evil Spirit".

A drink and a peck, it seems to be predestined, but in fact, the cause and effect are all his own fault.

A puddle of flesh and blood was as soft as rotten persimmons, and the SWAT officers on it had already come down on stretchers, and they carried the fainted captain and the immobile SWAT captain up.

The rest of the people were vigilantly surrounding the rotten meat, which was still wriggling.

There should be a lot of magical things in this basement, such as the two monster-killing swords, which have fallen to the ground, and there are rubber gloves experts who pick them up.

"This should be wooden. The expert cautiously put the small swords into the transparent information bag, these two small swords are as light as nothing, they look like wood carving handicrafts, nothing special, but their power just now is obvious to all, and now they are as ordinary as children's toys, it seems that they have to be studied.

Everyone, after the monster turned into a pulp, put on a military gas mask, and everyone who entered the basement will be quarantined for the next month, and their bodies will be checked to see if they are infected with certain viruses - the previous vampires who were killed by ultraviolet lamps were obviously converted from humans, and this prevention is extremely necessary to prevent the occurrence of the Resident Evil described in many film and television works.

Legend has it that vampires must be given to humans for the first time before humans can turn into vampires, but who knows if such monsters in reality are the same as in legends?

Soon, the antiques in the basement and some items that looked very special were all packed and sent up, and they also found a huge bat head in the freezer, which was taken out of the freezer as if it was alive and stared, and was thrown into the liquid nitrogen bucket by the researchers, and the low temperature of liquid nitrogen at minus 196 °C immediately made it honest, and the liquid nitrogen bucket was sealed and sent up.

The last thing that needs to be disposed of is the corpse here.

Whether it is a human corpse that has been drained of blood, or the minced flesh of that monster, it may carry an unknown pathogen, so the order from above is to take a small amount of samples, and the rest will be destroyed absolutely on the spot.

The object of the sample, of course, was the monster flesh, because it was still wriggling, so the SWAT fighters did not send the experts to collect it, they were trying to inactivate it.

The ultraviolet light is obviously the most useful, when the ultraviolet light source is close, the naked eye can see the flesh turn into black smoke, but this speed is too slow compared to the previous low-level vampires.

Other methods, such as concentrated sulfuric acid or some strong alkaline solution, have a weaker effect on the minced meat, and are almost ineffective.

"You guys don't make any more irritation to it, let's collect a little bit and find a way to burn it!" said an expert in the back, feeling a little uneasy, because with the stimulation of the SWAT, especially after electrifying the electrodes on the minced meat, its color seemed to be more vivid.

"Poof!" At this moment, the minced flesh clump cracked, and a deformed little monster jumped out of the flesh ball, it had Murong Hong's face, no limbs, but two teams of blood wings.

Like two pairs of wings stuck behind its head, it screams as soon as it appears, then knocks over a SWAT officer, and before the rest of the officers can raise their guns to aim, flies to the exit of the basement, slitting the throat of an expert with its wings before leaving.

Everything happened so suddenly, it took no more than 2 seconds for the little monster to appear, and no one had time to react, because even if they were well-trained SWAT, they were still human.

If you are human, you have the limits of human beings.

In the courtyard of Panlongju, as soon as the truck that had been packed into boxes started, two small holes were broken in the compartment - a pair of small swords with the length of a little thumb flashed silver, chasing the little monster that fled quickly.

The name of "punishing evil" is worthy of the name, and it will never die.

"Chase!" the commander was shocked, such a tenacious vitality, "monster" is no longer enough to describe.

It is unimaginable to imagine how serious the situation will be if this thing escapes into the downtown area, as the commander-in-chief of this operation, Director Tang's whole body is cold.

However, after 30 seconds, a certain military headquarters received a call requesting the call of a military satellite.

Huaguo Aerospace's latest achievement, 0.5 cm precision tracking and positioning technology, which can be used day and night without discrimination, as long as the target is not hiding in cover.

Asking the military department is tantamount to declaring that the situation may be out of control.

Next, the event will rise to a higher level and be taken over by a higher department.

............

Director Tang's concern is justified, if this city of 30 million people becomes a "vampire city", it is indeed very terrifying.

But the premise of all this is that Murong Hong's "flying head" can be successfully hidden, so that he can have a chance.

Apparently it was not in the mood to think about how to take revenge on society, because it was already too busy to take care of itself—the two "evil" swords were in hot pursuit, and even if it had two pairs of wings, the wings vibrated like little bees, and it flew faster than all the birds on earth, and it could not shake off those two terrible little swords at all.

It's only the size of a human head anyway, so find a place to hide?

It's impossible, people's little sword is smaller than it, where it can get in, the little sword can go, where it can't get in, the little sword can still be, and if it is stabbed again, it will be completely burped.

It flew all the way east, because there were few tall buildings in the east, it could fly in a straight line, and when the remaining power in the little sword was used up, it might be able to escape.

............

"Of course what I said is true, my friend!" At the entrance of the film and television city, Song Jiji was talking to a few foreigners, and the funny thing was that when he talked to foreigners, he unconsciously had a translator - he couldn't speak English.

The translator was smiling and translating for him.

"Our film and television city is the largest in the whole of China, and there are palaces of almost all dynasties in China, whether it is Weiyang Palace or Daming Palace, and even Tongquetai has it, you have all the equipment, right? No one has done this kind of thing in the whole film and television city at night, no one has done it! I tell you, uh...... Which station are you from...... Oh yes, BBC right?" Song Jiji explained diligently, as if he was the owner of the studio, "This shot will definitely be a hit in your documentary!"

Song Jiji spent a lot of money to become this "receptionist", because he wanted to be popular, and it was best to go abroad.

As soon as he became Zhao Xiaoman's agent, he continued to drill camp, and now, he used Zhao Xiaoman's connections to board this British ship - some of the equipment that these British people brought tonight was rented from Zhao Xiaoman's film and television company.

What Song Jiji wants to do is to become the main interviewee in this documentary, the film and television city part, and show his face.

You must know that in the entertainment industry, or in the whole of China, there are still many people who believe in "foreign adults", and it is true that he Song Jiji climbed up to Zhao Xiaoman, but if he shows his face in the documentary of foreigners, wouldn't it be beautiful?

A few Englishmen discussed it for a while, and then said something that the interpreter could paraphrase:

"Mr. Song, your suggestion is very good, the equipment is ready, a total of 12 drones. We'd like to invite you as a guest on this episode, okay?"

"Of course, beautiful lady, it's my pleasure!" Song Jiji perked up, couldn't help but smile a little obscenely, went up and shook the female reporter's hand, wanting to kiss the hand like other Westerners, but it turned out that he was not a tiger and a dog, and he was funny like a clown.

"Thank you for your cooperation, we would like to ask you to focus on describing in the camera, when this film and television city was built, how the local department forcibly demolished people's houses, and how hard the laborers worked, we heard that you have received a certain amount of acting training, if you can shed sad tears while talking, it would be better. The female reporter withdrew her hand with some disgust and said, "Of course, we will pay you." ”

"It's a little meaning!" Song Jiji patted his chest proudly, "After so many years in the film and television industry, I still have this ability!"

A buzzing sound sounded, and the drone rose into the sky, filming the beautiful night scene of the film and television city from different directions and angles.

The more the scenery is, the more BC can use Song Jiji's tears and the "accusation" of the crime to contrast the "haze" behind this prosperity.

As the world's number one-stirring stick, they have been playing this hand for many years and are very proficient.

"Alright, please brew your emotions. After the female reporter finished speaking, she took the photographer to the side and prepared to go.

............

Murong Hong flew as hard as he could, and he was almost stabbed just now.

Now, he happily felt that the "punishment of evil spirits" seemed to be slowing down a bit.

Just speed up a little more and you'll be able to shake them off.

Below, the faint ultraviolet rays in the lights of the film and television city affected Murong Hong's vision, and it failed to detect the obstacle in the sky in front of him - the drone swarm.

As a result, Murong Hong, who had no time to "brake", collided with 7 drones in a row.

The broken wreckage of the drone also damaged the propellers of three other aircraft not far away.

The remaining two planes captured Murong Hong's "flying head", which frightened the British people captured in the surveillance video below.

Of course, Murong Hong is fine, just a few drones, but as soon as he was delayed by such an air accident, "Zhu Xue" directly caught up with him this time.

"Brush!"

Two cold rays flashed, and Murong Hong's two pairs of fleshy wings were directly broken by the roots.

It fell from the sky like a gourd and fell into the courtyard of a private house outside the film and television city.

In the courtyard, there was an old man playing Tai Chi, and the sound of "babbling" Peking Opera came from the radio next to him.

Murong Hong fell right at the old man's feet, smashing a hole in the concrete floor.

The old man was startled by the sudden falling object, took two steps back, and then saw Murong Hong struggling in the pit.

Its wings seem to be regenerating, but because they were cut off by the "evil spirit", they regenerate very slowly.

The lights in the room were very bright, and a fat man ran out with a plate: "Old man, Emperor Su's evening incense has been respected, you can eat some night...... Night...... I'm dripping my mother!"

The fat man saw the human head on the ground, and the plate fell to the ground, and the man was so frightened that he took several steps back.

The old man did not lose his temper as he was, and in the initial shock he seemed to recognize the face of the man's head, pointed to the head, and said with trembling fingertips:

"Old ...... Old Danshi?"