The last two M500s spun beautifully in Yang Ge's hands, and were neatly inserted into the quick-pull sleeve of his thighs, announcing the completion of the armament.

He let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked up at William and Dwayne Johnson, "A few minutes?"

Only then did the two come to their senses.

William glanced at his watch and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: 54 seconds!

Old Johnson's expression suddenly became fierce, and he picked up the re-gun and fired a shot at Yang Ge's feet, "Raise your hands!"

Yang Ge was so frightened that he trembled fiercely, and hurriedly raised his hands high, "Hey, old guy, calm down, don't go off." ”

"Bang. ”

Dwayne Johnson sr. slammed another shot into the ceiling above Jango's head, indicating that he was not joking.

Yang Ge's body stiffened all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

Dwayne Johnson pointed a gun at Jango, slowly moved to the frozen first aid kit, grabbed a packet of blood, picked it open with a dagger, and threw it at Jango's feet.

Yin Hong's blood slowly flowed out, and Yang Ge immediately smelled a very sweet and delicious smell...... It's like the smell of baked cake.

He immediately understood, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly, "Hell, William, give me a mirror!"

William scratched his scalp anxiously, glanced at old Johnson, and seeing that he did not object, he turned around and took out a small round mirror the size of a palm and threw it to Yango.

Yang Ge caught the mirror and looked at it, and saw that his pupils in the mirror were blood-red, and he pursed his lips, but he didn't see the blood-sucking fangs.

"Smack......

Yang Ge angrily smashed the small round mirror to smithereens, and shouted hysterically, "What the hell is going on?"

Old Johnson observed for a while, and saw that Yang Ge really had no desire to suck blood, so he breathed a sigh of relief, put down the gun, and wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his head, "Boy, it's good that you didn't pick up the blood bag, otherwise you would ......"

......

A few white doves with dirty feathers chased over Daly City, and a camouflage Hummer and a Ford Raptor raced down at the bottom.

"Boom. ”

The camouflage Hummer roared and crashed into an abandoned car, which was supposed to sit on the Raptor but was stuffed into the Hummer by Dwayne Johnson Jange was about to vomit out of his breakfast, roaring angrily: "Damn, old bastard, can you drive?"

"Hahaha...... "The old bastard who drove laughed wildly and grabbed a bottle of tequila and drank wildly, "Lao Tzu is happy!"

Yang Ge cursed and snatched the tequila from his hand, wiped the bottle and took a sip, the rich smell of alcohol exploded around his tongue, and Yang Ge turned his head and squirted out.

Old Johnson suddenly laughed even more arrogantly, "Hahaha, boy, you didn't drink tequila like this!"

Yang Ge smashed the bottle into his hand hatefully, turned around and opened the Xiaoice box embedded in the middle of the back seat, and took out a bottle of beer.

"Knock knock. ”

The beer with ice ballast flowed down his throat and into his stomach, and it seemed that even the flames that had been upset in his heart had been extinguished a lot.

Yang Ge let out a sigh of relief, shrunk comfortably into the chair, looked ahead, and asked expressionlessly, "Why did you get my gun?"

He didn't have a gun on him now, and he handed over the tactical dagger hidden in his combat boots.

Old Johnson shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly, "Because I'm not sure if you're a human or a vampire right now." ”

Yang Ge was speechless, and he himself didn't know if he was a human or a vampire now.

He poured the remaining half bottle of beer into his stomach with some dejection, wiped his mouth and said fiercely: "If you plan to escort me back to the camp and hand it over to those perverted scientists in the union for dissection, please give me a shot now!"

Old Johnson shook his head, "No, even if half of your body is a vampire and half a human, you are still a first-level demon hunter, and you can't be desecrated." ”

Yang Ge could only smile bitterly.

Old Johnson glanced at him, as if he had just remembered his godfather's identity, and comforted him very unfamiliarly: "Boy, don't be discouraged, although I don't know why you didn't completely transform into a vampire after being embraced by a vampire at the beginning, but you retained some of your vampire power, but I think that as long as you can not be controlled by bloodthirsty desires, this is not a bad thing." ”

This statement is very new, at least for Yang Ge, who is now hesitating whether to shoot himself in the heart or in his eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

Dwayne Johnson Sr. smiled at him, and could tell that he wanted to laugh a little bit of fatherly love, but in fact, his smile was even scarier than the sinister grin of the Texas Chainsaw Maniac, "Don't you think that vampires are a perfect creature if they put aside their bloodthirsty desires?"

Yang Ge looked him up and down in surprise, "I'm not surprised if these words came out of the mouths of those boys and girls in the camp, but I was very surprised when they came out of the mouth of you, a high-level witcher...... You don't want to fall, old fellow, do you?"

The old guy gave an unpleasant elbow blow, and Yang Ge almost lost his breath.

"The vampires that Lao Tzu hunted are almost close to a reinforcement camp, and Lao Tzu will want to fall?"

Yang Ge clutched his ribs in pain, thought about it seriously, and felt that it made sense, no one knew better than the witchers what dark creatures were.

Anyway, Yang Ge, the noble and elegant aristocratic dark creature in the legend, has never seen one, but it is a dark creature with a brain-dead, crazy, and perverted, and he has seen countless of them, and they either gather without cover all day long, or they are lying on human flesh, and they are disgusting.

"The ability of vampires, we all know, speed and strength aside, night vision and strong vitality alone are enough to make people envious, if the speed you just assembled the gun can be used in battle, it is enough to hunt the dark creatures of the baron level!"

Yang Ge was taken aback, "Really?"

Old Johnson nodded affirmatively, "Really, even if it's me, I don't want to fight a guy like you in the dark!"

"How is it possible, you are a third-level demon hunter!"

Old Johnson took another sip of tequila and looked at him in surprise, "Haven't you told you about the blind bear?" Every demon hunter, after becoming a third-level demon hunter, will be divided into different professions according to the field of expertise and focus, such as your father, extremely good at fighting, his hunting record, among the seventy-six third-level demon hunters in the camp, is enough to rank in the top four, like me, your father can beat me ten...... Don't look at me with such damn eyes, why do you think your father left you two in my care? Although Lao Tzu looks like a butcher, Lao Tzu's real profession is a shaman and witch doctor!"

Yang Ge really got the hell, ", shaman, witch doctor, wearing a grass skirt, holding a skull, around a campfire, a few blind jumps?"

High-level witchers have different classes, which Yang Ge knows that his Scott's Templar heritage is a serious melee knight, but he only learned today that Dwayne Johnson's profession is so cool!

"Poof......

Dwayne Johnson squirted a mouthful of tequila on the windshield, turned around and picked up the wine bottle and smashed it at Jango.

Yang Ge raised his hand to block, and smashed his hand with a finger-thick square wine bottle so that his hand was about to break, "Enough, smash your face again!"

"Shut up, you say or I say!"

is not as strong as others, Yang Ge can only admit it, "You say, you say." ”

Old Johnson threw away the empty wine bottle, stepped on the accelerator in annoyance and hit a scrap car blocking the way, "I found out that something was wrong with your body last night, when we found you yesterday, the blood in your body has been sucked by that vampire, and there is only one breath left, after coming back, as soon as I transfuse you with blood, your breathing will be stable, and before I can cast a spell, you will almost recover, do you think normal people have such a strong vitality?"

A complicated look slowly appeared on Yange's face, "You mean, I probably have the ability to heal injuries from vampires' blood!"

Old Johnson hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly, "I'm afraid so." ”

Yang Ge stopped talking, and his mood was very low.

......

There was silence for a long time, and it was not until the Hummer drove into the Bay Bridge, where Jango and William had fought last night, that Dwayne Johnson spoke again, "Tell you a secret." ”

Yang Ge didn't care, but he still gave a face-saving "huh?"

Old Johnson said in a low voice: "Many of the high-level witchers in the camp are studying dark creatures in an attempt to find new sources of power. ”

Yang Ge frowned, "What do you mean?"

Old Johnson didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, "How long has your father been promoted to a third-level demon hunter?"

Yang Ge thought carefully for a while, and asked uncertainly, "5 years?"

Old Johnson gave an accurate answer, "10 years, your father once said that 10 years ago, he already had the strength of a third-level demon hunter, and for a full 10 years, except that he was more proficient in battle memory, no matter how he trained, his strength never increased again. ”

This Yang Ge really didn't know that he was just a child in 10 years, and when he and William officially became reserve witchers two years ago, old Connor was already a third-level witcher.

"The power of darkness is rising, and now the demon hunters are getting more and more difficult, and every year the third-level demon hunters die a few ......"

Yang Ge also felt this way, and now those blood slaves and half-werewolves were not as stupid as they used to be.

"And our strength seems to have come to an end, the third level, almost the limit of 99% of the demon hunters, the entire eight major Dawn camps in the west, there are no more than 10 level four demon hunters, so now there are some third-level demon hunters who are desperate, and they have begun to secretly study the source of the power of dark creatures, hoping to find new sources of power from them...... The power of bloodlines is one of the focuses of research. ”

Yang Ge finally understood what Dwayne Johnson was trying to say, "Has anyone researched the results?"

Old Johnson hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "I heard that there was a high-level witcher team in Los Angeles camp who besieged and killed an evil god clone, and after they dismembered the evil god, they transferred some of the limbs to themselves, and one of the witchers used the right hand of the evil god to hunt and kill an earl-level silver werewolf and promoted to a fourth-level witcher......"