Yang Ge dragged Laifu down from the tree, looking in the direction of the eight werewolves, and an irrepressible smile slowly appeared on his face...... He seemed to have overheard two very important pieces of information.

First, there are other witchers in this forest, Jango guesses, probably old Connor, and second, Count Dracula, who is sleeping!

There are many reasons for vampires to sleep, resist the erosion of time, increase strength, and recover from injuries, but no matter what the reason for sleeping, the current Count Dracula is in an undefended state, as long as he can get close, a reserve witcher can kill this great vampire king!

Those two pieces of news took the heavy pressure that had been hanging over Jango for many days in half, and he seemed to see the light at the end of the tunnel to kill Dracula.

He shook the tow rope and instructed Rifle: "Keep up with them." ”

He really took the dignified ghoul baron like a dog......

But Laifu still ate his set, "Ula", and dragged Yang Ge to run in the direction where the werewolves disappeared.

......

"Hey, baby, I've finally found you......"

Yang Ge lay behind a small hill, holding a sniper scope as a telescope, observing the gray-white castle two kilometers away.

His gaze fixed on the ruby sword badge on the gate of the castle for a long time before he looked away and looked at the castle as a whole.

This is a typical Gothic fort with a steeple roof, and if you look at the weathered brick walls that have been eroded by the years and the arrow battlements that have left traces of sword chopping on the city walls, you can see that this castle is two or three hundred years old, at least, it is very likely to be a real medieval building.

Who knows why the Sunshine Age of the Population Bang failed to turn this castle into a sight.

He saw through the scope that there were many werewolves and vampires patrolling back and forth on the walls of the castle, and in just ten minutes, he saw more than a dozen vampires with pale faces and seven or eight tall werewolves passing by.

He felt a little headache, thought about it for a while, took out a small sketchbook and a pencil from the inner pocket of his trench coat, and patiently recorded the number of dark creatures patrolling the walls of the castle, as well as the frequency of their patrols, hoping to find a loophole in it, sneak in at night, and directly implement the decapitation plan, killing the sleeping Count Dracula.

At night, his eyes will automatically turn bloody, and the chance of successfully infiltrating is very high, and killing Count Dracula is far more significant than killing a hundred lords and barons!

"Whew......"

Suddenly, a long high-pitched wolf howl sounded in the castle, and Yang Ge hurriedly moved his scope, and saw a werewolf transform and jump off the city wall, rushing straight towards him.

He was stunned for half a second, not understanding how he was exposed, and then when he saw the scope in his hand, he suddenly reacted all at once.

"FUCK!

He slipped the scope into his inner pocket, turned around and picked up Rifle, who he had trampled underfoot, and ran headlong into the woods.

"Whew......"

"Whew......"

The wolf howl was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and after two or three seconds, more than a dozen werewolf howls sounded scattered on the castle, making Yang Ge's heart continue to sink, he didn't know how many werewolves and vampires would come to hunt him down.

Yang Ge dragged Ryfu to the depths of the forest, Rif was reluctant to leave the "food" at first, and after Yang Ge pulled out his katana and slashed it, it suddenly changed from Yang Ge dragging it to running away, to it dragging Yang Ge to escape.

Laifu's two long legs are really good in the forest, and they can almost ignore 90% of obstacles, pulling Yanggo like a sled dog pulling a sled.

But the increasingly dense sound of branches shaking behind him made Yang Ge have to give up the idea of escaping.

Can't escape!

He grabbed the running rifle, turned around and made an attack gesture to it, then picked up the M16, pulled the bolt, and roared with a hideous expression: "Come on, bastards!"

"Roaring ......"

The werewolf who had first spotted Jango roared and leapt up from the low woods and volleyed at Jango.

Yang Ge raised the muzzle of the gun, pulled the trigger, and fired two accurate shots at the werewolf's chest, exploding two blood flowers on the spot.

But it didn't work, Yang Ge knew that the M16 and the silver bullets couldn't kill this lord-level werewolf.

After firing two shots in a row, he quickly changed to holding the gun in his left hand, and with his right hand, he pulled out the katana on his back and jumped up, and the moment he volleyed in the air, the narrow blade body lit up with milky white holy power.

The dazzling white knife light flashed, and Yang Ge fell to the ground, and a headless werewolf corpse spurted blood and fell heavily to the ground.

It turned out that he fired those two shots, just to use the penetrating force of the bullet to knock out the impact of the werewolf lunging forward, and when its center of gravity was unstable, the katana was the killing move of harvesting!

As soon as he landed, Yang Ge raised his gun in his left hand and fired at the low woods that were constantly shaking in front of him.

"Da Da Da ......"

Tongues of fire spewed bullets one after another, and a dense storm of bullets instantly smashed the low dense woods into a sieve, and countless blood flowers bloomed in them.

"Click......

In a matter of seconds, thirty rounds of ammunition were empty, and Yang Ge retreated sharply, grabbing the magazine on his tactical vest with his right hand and quickly reloading it.

At that moment, four wounded werewolves burst out of the low woods and rushed towards Yang Ge like lightning.

Yang Ge shouted: "Blessing!"

"Roaring ......"

"Ula", the rancid smell of the fishy wind blew in front of Yang Ge, and Laifu struck out in the air, and his extremely sharp claws easily cut off the heads of the two werewolves, and then opened his bloody mouth and jumped up, biting the neck of the third werewolf.

When the last werewolf rushed in front of Jango, Jango had just inserted the magazine into the slot, and before he could pull the bolt to load the bullet.

He knew in his heart that he could never, absolutely not be pounced on by werewolves now, and once he was pounced, he would die!

At the last moment, Yang Ge stepped back heavily, his body lunged forward, and he swung his knife diagonally.

"Khooth. ”

The werewolf blocked the katana with a swing of his claws, grabbed the katana, and pushed it forward, and Yang Ge was pushed back three steps in a row by the werewolf's great force.

"Bang. ”

Yang Ge stepped heavily on a huge bluestone with his right foot, gritting his teeth and resisting the werewolf.

"Roar......" the werewolf roared, opening its foul mouth and biting down into Yanggo's throat as it gripped the katana.

Yang Ge's face remained unchanged, and his right hand suddenly let go of the katana, pulling on the bolt of the M16 with a string of afterimages.

"Click".

When he heard the sound of a bullet being loaded, his neck could almost feel the cold touch of a werewolf's canine teeth.

He pulled the trigger hard.

"Da Da Da ......"

The tongue of fire erupted in front of the werewolf's belly, and the dense silver bullets tore the werewolf's chest and stomach apart in an instant, and the strong bullet penetration force knocked the werewolf back and forth.

After firing 5 shots in a row to repel the werewolf, Yang Ge released the trigger, held the katana with his right hand and slammed it upward, drove the blade to the werewolf's neck, and his body rushed out of the werewolf's side and pulled it hard.

With a scalp-tinging cutting sound, Yang Ge was followed by another blood-spurting headless wolf corpse.