Jango is in a bad situation right now.

This self-proclaimed knight-level vampire with poor marksmanship had two shots to destroy his arm, and now the blood is not stopping, the key is that his arms are not strong at all.

But now, even if he is willing to shrink his eggs and run for his life, he will definitely not be able to escape...... The smell of blood on his body is more dazzling than a lighthouse in the dark night in the eyes of vampires.

"Hiss......" Yang Ge took a deep breath, reached out and slowly took off all the firearms on his body and threw them to the ground, "Lord?"

The vampire watched with interest as Yang Ge cleaned up his gear, his gaze like that of a hunter looking at his dying prey, "Oh, I almost forgot...... Allow me to introduce myself, Simmons Ike, eternal guardian of the great Dracula, as you may call me, Lord Baron Ike!"

Baron? Not a Sir

Yang Ge's heartbeat "thump" accelerated, causing the wounds on both of his shoulders to bleed faster.

A baron-level vampire is equivalent to a second-level demon hunter, a full two levels higher than him, a reserve demon hunter!

It can be said that a baronial-level vampire will not be much more difficult to kill him than a chicken!

"Whew......" Simmons took a deep breath with an intoxicated face and exclaimed, "What pure blood...... Congratulations, rookie, your blood has made me, noble Baron Icke, feel the urge to turn you into a descendant!"

Hearing this, Yang Ge really had the urge to pick up the gun and punch it at his head!

But if he commits suicide without struggling, he will not be reconciled no matter what!

He took out the gauze bandage to bandage himself, and then slowly drew two katanas, "Your Excellency Baron Ike, do you know what villains usually die of?"

Simmons gave a curious expression, "Greed or arrogance?"

"No, no, no......" Yang Ge arched up, "It's ...... death"

He suddenly jumped to his feet, stepped over the roofs of several scrap cars, and finally jumped up and slashed at Simmons, "Nonsense!"

Simmons raised his head and looked indifferently at Yang Ge who fell from the sky, a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Boom!"

Yang Ge landed heavily, and the katana cut into Simmons' body smoothly, but the smooth feel of the smooth hand that seemed to be slicing through the air made his heart sink suddenly.

He jerked his head up, only to realize that he hadn't hit anything at all...... It turned out to be an afterimage!

At this moment, Simmons' voice came from behind: "Mr. Rookie, it seems that Lady Luck doesn't even favor 1%!"

Yang Ge's heart trembled, and he turned around, crossing his knives in front of his chest.

"...... Sonor"

Mars splashed, two katana slammed into his chest, the incomparable force gave him the illusion of being hit head-on by a big truck, and he flew out on the spot!

"Bang", Yang Ge's vest slammed into an abandoned Japanese sedan, knocking the front door of the sedan out of a human-shaped crater.

Yang Ge's body knelt on the ground softly, and he stuck a knife into the ground to support his body from falling to the ground.

He struggled to raise his head, looked at Simmons with a playful smile on his face, as if he had never moved, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

"Is this the strength of a baronial vampire?"

Simmons slowly walked towards Jango with his crosssword, and every step seemed like stepping on Jango's heart.

He struggled to sit up, pulled the last grenade from his tactical vest, and as he bit the firing pin and ripped it off, he released the grenade safety with his five fingers.

He'd rather die than be a damn vampire mongrel!

Simmons watched with a leisurely gait as Jango pulled out his grenade, watching him bite off the firing pin, until the moment Jango let go, he didn't give it a gentle stroke.

0.5 seconds later, perhaps even shorter, Simmons abruptly crouched in front of Jango and threw the grenade from Jango's hand.

"Boom", the grenade exploded outside the bridge, and Simmons was not even hurt by a hair.

Yang Ge angrily grabbed his katana and slashed it vertically.

But Simmons turned sideways and easily avoided Yanggo's knife, his hands stretched out like lightning, and grabbed Yango's hands and pressed them to the ground...... It's as easy as Hercules bullying a baby who doesn't have a full moon.

Yang Ge was anxious, angry, and afraid, his hands were crushed, and he slammed into Simmons with a flick of his head.

Simmons quickly dodged, "Oh, my son, calm down, calm down, you will soon understand the nobility and greatness of the blood clan!"

Yang Ge struggled and roared, "I'm your father, Fuck you!"

Simmons was not angry, but shrugged his shoulders easily, "I'm sorry, my mother is a **, she died in the revolutionary riots in Wallachia and Moldova in 1848, if you have a special fetish for the undead, I can consider asking you to summon her undead to have a shot!"

Encountering this kind of vampire, Yang Ge almost had a fucked feeling of beeping a dog in his heart, but now no amount of swear words was enough to express his anger at the desperate desire to greet the women of Simmons' family, so he could only: "Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you......"

Simmons now really has a feeling that he is about to become a father, "Okay, okay, Dad knows that you have a special hobby for the undead, and he will find a few undead beauties to make you cool in the future!"

After a pause, he suddenly smiled lightly, "My son, are you ready to embrace the eternal night?"

Yange: "Fuck you!"

Simmons shook his head helplessly, and with one mouth, the four white blood-sucking fangs were extremely gloomy and terrifying under the light of the blood-red incendiary rod.

Yang Ge looked at the four blood-sucking fangs, and the infinite fear invaded his whole body like ice water, and he hysterically shouted to the other end of the bridge, "William, kill me......"

Simmons bit down Jango's artery.

When he felt the sharp pain in his neck, Yang Ge suddenly despaired, and roared with tears in his eyes: "No......"

That's when a miracle happened!

On the surface of Yange's body, a thin layer of hazy white light suddenly appeared, shaking Simmons' fangs, and at the same time, Simmons held Yanggo's hands as if they were being hit by the sun, and a large amount of smoke floated.

"Oh, damn it, Holy Force!" Simmons snorted in pain, retracting his hands with lightning speed.

Yang Ge took the opportunity to grab the katana on the ground and stab Simmons, but unfortunately, he was slapped away by Simmons again.

After Simmons slapped the katana away, a thin layer of blood light flashed on his hands, and he grabbed Yang Ge like lightning and suppressed him again, "My son, I didn't expect you to be a devout believer, your talent, I am amazed!"

It turned out that Yang Ge's ten years of Templar training finally broke out!

Now, he could be called a Templar, a first-class witcher!

It's just that it doesn't happen......

The first-level witcher had to kneel in front of Simmons, a vampire baron, at best, from a chicken and duck to a ten-year-old child.

"Bastard, die!"

Yang Ge struggled in rage, roaring.

Simmons smiled contemptuously, opened his mouth again, and bit down Jango's carotid artery.

This time, there are no miracles.

The hazy white light on Yang Ge's body gradually faded, his pupils began to slowly dilate, and his divine light quickly dimmed......

It is rumored that vampires will inject a toxin into the human body while sucking human blood, which makes people feel a pleasure comparable to ***.

In this regard, Yang Ge, who was experiencing it, just wanted to say: "Shit!"

It's obviously an anesthetic......

At this moment, Yang Ge could hear his blood being sucked out by Simmons, but he couldn't do anything......

It wasn't until Jango's heartbeat was so faint that he could barely hear it that Simmons reluctantly let go of Jango's carotid artery.

He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood from his mouth, "What delicious blood, I really want to suck you dry in one go!"

After a long aftertaste, he stretched out his wrist and made a small cut with his fingernail, and viscous blood slowly gushed out of the wound.

He fed the wound to Jango's mouth and exclaimed, "Welcome to the darkness...... My son. ”

"Damn it, what did you do!"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

William's roar and gunfire came from behind, and Simmons grabbed Jango and jumped into the air, disappearing in place.