The night was silent, dead silence.

Jango lay on a bed made of wooden planks, his eyes open, listening carefully to the heartbeat and blood of William and Dwayne Johnson Sr.

The pitch-black farm warehouse was actually covered with a faint layer of blood light in his eyes, although it was not too bright, but it was enough for him to see the objects around him clearly, and he knew that his eyes must be blood-red now.

By the end of the afternoon, when they had collected the ashes of a dozen high-ranking witchers, it was already dark, and they couldn't get back before the camp gate closed. At Yangge's suggestion, they will continue to rest in the abandoned farm tonight, and rush back to the camp early tomorrow morning to report the news of the death of more than a dozen high-level demon hunters to the Demon Hunter Guild.

It's not a good idea, but the night belongs to dark creatures, and old Johnson didn't dare to take two rookie witchers on a night walk.

After hearing William's heartbeat slowing down and the sound of blood gradually subsided, Yang Ge quietly got up, lightly grabbed his katana and tactical vest, opened the window, and jumped out of the window that was taller than the others.

After landing, Yang Ge avoided the dense alarm device step by step, quietly touched the farm, and ran wildly towards the bridge.

He is like a ghost, quickly shuttling through the streets of Daly City, if anyone can see him, they will be extremely shocked to find that his speed has broken through the limits of human beings, he can run more than ten meters in a second, not to mention, and can jump two meters high, easily past the abandoned vehicles in the way.

He is now beginning to believe in the theories of Dwayne Johnson, who is now a half-vampire who has failed to transform, and the night has become his home turf.

He was terrified by the strange deaths of a dozen high-ranking demon hunters, and old Johnson said that it was beyond their power, and he agreed, if he could, he really wanted to rush back to the camp at night and kill the damn church.

But he couldn't, he had too many questions and had to go to a church to find clues.

The death of a dozen high-ranking witchers......

Old Connor, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead......

Ruby-encrusted sword badge......

Anyway, he has now become this inhuman and vampire appearance, and he is clean when he dies!

The graveyard in the darkness was very eerie, and Yang Ge clearly saw a few looming bleak ghosts wandering around the cemetery, and if he was in a good mood, he didn't mind taking the time to clean up these harmless ghosts that were only instinctual, but for now, he just wanted to scrutinize the church and see if he could find the slightest clue.

Walking into the church, Yang Ge inserted his katana into the scabbard of his tactical vest and slowly paced around the church.

"Daddy's tactical plan is still so rough, he attracts the attention of all the vampires head-on, and the other uncles attack from both sides. ”

He stood where Connor Sr. had stood last night, raising one arm and pretending to be a gun, simulating the scene of Connor Sr. Sr. and their attack yesterday.

"Judging by the bullet marks, Daddy only fired one shot...... What is this?"

Yang Ge found a large silver bead of rice with blood on the ground, he picked it up and looked at it carefully, and determined that it was a silver bead from a shotgun bullet.

He carefully recalled the matching guns of a dozen high-level witchers, and made sure that no one was using a shotgun, so to speak, this silver bead could only be fired by Old Connor's bewitched treasure double-barreled shotgun enchanted by Old Jack.

"If it's an offensive code, Daddy only needs to shoot one shot......"

Yang Ge frowned and thought, unconsciously picked up the silver bead close to the tip of his nose and sniffed, a trace of sweet taste like cream cake poured into his mind, and his heart suddenly swelled with infinite longing.

As if he was enchanted, he picked up the silver bead and was about to send it to his mouth, when a string of chaotic heartbeats came into his ears, and he woke up, threw the silver beads in horror, turned around and rushed out of the church desperately.

"What did I do?"

He shouted in horror in his heart, frightened by the sudden desire just now.

The chaotic sound of his heartbeat approaching forced him to suppress his fear and hide on the right side of the church.

“1、2、3、4、5...... 10！”

He tried his best to calm down, slowly counting the heartbeats, and found that there were 10 different heartbeats, coming from the direction of the cemetery gate.

What is very strange is that out of 10 different heartbeats, 6 heartbeats are particularly fast, reaching the level of 3~4 times a second, and the other 4 heartbeats are very close to normal people, about 5 seconds and 7 times a second.

"Are there two creatures?"

His suspicions were quickly confirmed, and six disheveled men and women appeared at the cemetery gate, vaguely visible carrying several bags of marijuana on their shoulders, and needless to say, they must be the four creatures with slow heartbeats.

Yang Ge saw that these 6 people were not wearing any night vision equipment, nor did they use any lighting equipment, but they could flexibly bypass the tombstones and walk straight towards the church, so he was sure that these 6 people must be dark creatures, although they couldn't tell what kind of dark creatures they were for the time being, but looking at their tired steps, it didn't look like they were knights.

As long as it's not a knight-level Yang Ge, he won't be stunned!

He looked at the traces of RPG bombing at the entrance of the church, thought about it, took off his katana and put it hidden in his trench coat, walked out with two Brownings, and quickly greeted the six people.

From a distance of dozens of meters, he pretended to be arrogant and shouted, "Hey, guys, you're late!"

When the visitor saw Yang Ge's blood-red eyes from a distance, he trotted over and humbly bent down towards Yang Ge to caress his chest, "Honorable lord, good night!"

Yang Ge secretly observed these 6 people and found that there were 4 Asian races among them, and he immediately ruled out vampires and werewolves in his heart.

Vampires and werewolves, as the most powerful and numerous dark creatures, have strict family and blood theories, and the conversion of descendants usually gives priority to the conversion of Caucasians, followed by Hispanics, blacks and Asians are the least, and it is unlikely that you will have 4 Asians at once.

In addition to vampires and werewolves, the identities of these 6 dark creatures are about to be revealed.

Yang Ge remained silent, playing with two Brownings with a straight face and asked, "Why are you here now?"

The six people were very surprised to observe the Browning in Yang Ge's hand, there are too few vampires who play with guns, but perhaps the environment here and Yang Ge's blood-colored pupils that shine in the dark night are too deceptive, and everyone doubts the identity of Yang Ge's vampire...... Contact lenses don't glow!

One of the leading Asians put down the sack and walked up to Yang Ge and humbly replied, "Lord Hui, we have rushed from the Los Angeles camp overnight after receiving the order from Lord Dracula, you know, we don't dare to drive, and we have to avoid those damn witchers, so we can only ......"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A continuous burst of gunfire interrupted his words, and the other five fell to the ground silently with a bloody bullet hole in their eyebrows.

The muzzle of the smoking gun was pressed against the forehead of the Asian led by him, and Yang Ge sneered cruelly, "Shapeshifter?"