Chapter 4

We are so strong that we have nothing to fear here. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThis afternoon, it was snowing in the city, and I was going to the supermarket to buy some fresh fruit and raw meat to celebrate Christmas in three days. Traffic jams on the highway are quietly waiting for signal lights. At this stage, people are busy, and no one wants to miss such a meaningful festival. Time flies so fast, it seems that the previous Christmas has just passed, and this Christmas is coming soon.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, slowing down the vehicle's movements. At this time, a stalker quietly followed, he was very cautious, and he hid it deeply, and I could see that this stalker was coming at me, and I wanted to see what tricks he was up to. Instead of going to the supermarket, I went straight to the nearest library.

I came to a hallway flanked by tall bookshelves, surrounded by nothing but people reading books. I felt that the stalker had been moving through the crowd, and it was just one person. His actions are secretive, making it impossible to accurately determine where he is, let alone leaving any smell, and at first glance he is a person with super skills.

I walked into an uninhabited area, and the only things that could see me were the surveillance and the man who was acting secretly. I pretended to be reading a book, waiting for this uninvited guest to come to my door. I felt him getting closer and closer to me, as if he was right next to me, and it seemed like he was going to kill me with his own hands. I could sense that he had already started to inspect his weapon, and I could tell that his weapon was a revolver by listening to the rhythm of his inspection. Presumably he knew I was aware of him, so he became cautious, and I could almost hear his breathing and his heartbeat.

Now, I'm ready to dodge the first bullet that comes my way, and maybe the thickness of a bookshelf between me and him. If he shoots, the library will be in chaos, the security guards will arrive, and the monitor will be the only eyes that will tell him, and I don't expect him to dare to shoot rashly.

At this moment, I heard a child come up to him, and the voice of the child was a little boy, as if he was asking him to help take down a book from the top of the shelf, and the man helped the little boy take the book down, and the little boy thanked him, and then sat down at the desk next to him and read the book.

I took the opportunity to make a big circle around the main entrance of the library, but he could still see me, and I had to lead him to a place where no one was looking, and I didn't want to make headlines. I stood outside the door, peering through the thick glass of the library, and found a mysterious man in a fur coat facing me. He had long hair and wore a cowboy hat that obscured most of his face, and I could barely see his face, so I concluded that he was a witcher. I turned and walked down an alley, and I tried to speed up my pace to lead him to a place where there were no people or few people, but I couldn't find a place where there was no one. I wanted to lure him to the cemetery where the robbers lived, but then I thought that if he had a tracking device, even if he was killed, his accomplices would follow him to the cemetery, and then we would have a brutal war with the witchers, and the evil spirits would have a chance, so instead of going in the direction of the cemetery, I came to the snowy park.

It's already a quarter past four in the afternoon, and when Frank wakes up and sees that I'm not there, they'll come out to look for me, and if they can't find me, they'll go to the graveyard of the robbers and ask Walker for help. I thought about it, I had to take out this witcher who was chasing me so hard that I could find the others in case they took a risk to find me.

I came to a snow-white clearing in the middle of a pine forest, where there was no one but me waiting for the uninvited guest.

After about a quarter of an hour, the witcher appeared, and I could see his face clearly, which surprised me, for he had the face of a vampire, and was not a purebred vampire, with a reddish-yellow beard. If he was the Man of the Golden Gun, how could he look like a vampire? Was he a member of the Evil Spirits? Or was he a half-human vampire? He stood in the distance and looked at me, his hands ready to pull out his gun.

Still unhurried, I relaxed a little and said, "You've been with me for a long time, haven't you?" he didn't answer, and I asked, "You've always wanted to kill me, haven't you?"

"What do you say?" he said.

"Anyway, since I've got you in the spot, you can't escape, what are you going to do? Do you want to fight with me?" he quickly pulled out a revolver made of gold from his bosom, and it took him about a hundredth of a second to pull it out. Could he be the Man of the Golden Gun?" I asked tentatively.

Without saying a word, he shot at me, and I saw the devastating silver bullet coming at me, but it was so slow that I had time to think about how to dodge it. As a result, I ducked with my head just slightly to the side. The bullet landed in a tree behind me. He looked surprised, "You're not easy! you're the first vampire I've ever seen who can dodge my first shot." ”

"It's too slow. I smiled contemptuously, "So you're the legendary Man of the Golden Gun." ”

"Your people visited the bar under my jurisdiction and beat my guests, and now what do you want to make a name for yourself here?"

"Those guests of yours are so disrespectful to the lady, we just want to teach the unruly guests a lesson. I heard that you have a sense of justice, why do you protect those villains? It seems that your stories are all lies, they are all made up by you and your guys, you have deceived the government and deceived the citizens, what should you be guilty of?"

"Sounds like I'm really like you say. ”

"Isn't it? ”

"It seems that I have to prove myself with my actions, it just so happens that you are here, I happen to use you as my experiment, I am going to hang your body in front of the police station and show it to everyone. ”

"What if I win?"

"Let me tell you the truth, no one can escape from my hands, and even if you survive today, you won't be able to escape the future, and it's only a matter of time before I kill someone. His tone was arrogant.

"Then I'm going to see how good you are. ”

He shot me several times until he had exhausted all the bullets in a gun, and I was able to dodge each bullet, and the one closest to hurting me passed through my ear. This kid really seems to want to kill me, and it seems that I didn't underestimate him.

"I can't believe it!" he was amazed at my abilities, "no vampire has ever dodged so many bullets from me." ”

"Do you know what it means to underestimate your opponent?" I was talking to him as I was talking to him, and it took me only a hundredth of a second to get behind him. When he noticed me, he was shocked. I snatched it from his hand in a flash, and I knew that he had another golden pistol on him, and before he could react, I pulled out the other gun from his body, and then quickly pointed at his eyebrows, and said, "I finally understand what the legendary Golden Gun Man is." "A gust of wind blew in front of me, and I could smell a human smell in him, and it turned out that he was also a half-blood! I really wanted to take his life, but once he died, the people here would lose a hero, and the criminals here would carry out illegal criminal activities with impunity, so instead of taking his life, I said, "You go, half-blood." ”

"What? Go, I'm afraid it's not that easy. ”

"I'll spare your life today. ”

"I should be saying this to you. ”

"How stupid, should the victor ask for forgiveness from the loser?"

He smiled faintly, then threw a punch at lightning speed and knocked me far away. At that moment, my whole body flew up, and then I slammed into a thick tree trunk, and the snow on the tree suddenly scattered. I was stunned, this guy was just too fast. I immediately stood up, and the guy came up and grabbed me by the collar, and I grabbed him by the neck and got into a fight. At first, I underestimated his abilities, but I didn't expect him to be on par with me. We fought for nearly an hour with our bare hands, but we never decided the winner. We flew into the air, scuffled together, and then crashed to the ground like a meteorite, and then there was a deafening bang, and the ground was blasted out of a large crater with a diameter and depth of several meters, and we lay in the middle of the crater, and we did not move for a long time, and after about a few minutes, he seemed to dismiss the idea of killing me, and said, "How do you know that I am a vampire hybrid?"

"You can hide it from others, you can't hide it from me, I can see that you are a hero in the hearts of every citizen, you have made illegal behavior here improved, the government needs you, you can stop the violence and injustice here, once I die, no one will care except my family and friends. But if you die, everything will change here, so I'll spare you today. ”

"I don't expect you to forgive me, this is my territory, it should be: I will spare you. ”

"Whether you spare me, I can spare you, but I tell you, the world needs you, and I hope you don't act alone in the future. ”

"What do you mean?"

I stood up, "You have such a sense of justice, why can't we join forces?"

He also stood up, "Don't be a sycophant here, you want to win me into the gang, you want me to join you?"

"Please be serious. ”

"I'm serious, you want me to join you, it's just for your personal benefit. ”

"You don't know me too well. ”

"I don't need to know you too well, I just need to uphold justice in this city here. He picked up the pistol and quickly crawled out of the pit to leave.

I immediately caught up with him and blocked his way, "There is a law here, and you have to believe that the law is always equal." ”

"You are very wrong, let me tell you, the law does not represent justice, equality does not mean justice, it is up to everyone to uphold the law, but it is up to you to maintain justice. ”

This man with the golden gun is so different, and his two short sentences made me feel a sense of respect for him, "You are alone, you must have a few people to help you." ”

"I don't need any help. ”

"Those who have been offended by you will one day find a way to deal with you. ”

"I'm not afraid. ”

"How can you be so stubborn?"

"Joining an organization established by others will only be constrained by others, over time, I am afraid that I will lose my sense of justice, if anyone is not convinced, then let them come, those criminals who violate the social order should have died a long time ago, and the law is helpless against them now, but it doesn't matter, I can teach them a lesson. I'm going to act like nothing happened today, and I'm going to see an old friend who is a top vampire hunter. He handed me two bullets, "This is my homemade and can be used to kill people, as well as to kill werewolves and vampires." ”

I took the bullet, held it in my hand and looked at it, "Thank you!"

"I think you're a good person, that's why I give you bullets, and most people I only give them a box of chocolates. ”

"Then I have to thank you even more, what's your name?"

"Owen?Stevens, what about you?"

"Alex August. ”

"So you're ......"

I didn't continue to answer his words, but disappeared in front of him in an instant, let him think about it slowly. I hope he won't be too arrogant in the future. I really want to get him into our team, and if there is a next time, I will sincerely ask him to join us.

I quickly went to the supermarket to buy some fresh meat and fruit and returned home. As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a thick and enticing smell of blood, a familiar smell that I had smelled centuries ago. I struggled to remember its name. After a while, I finally remembered that the name of this drink was "rat blood potion", and only the Siegfried family in the world would make this drink, could it be that Isabel made it? Isabel had already prepared a table full of delicious rat blood potions, everyone was concentrating on enjoying them, the method of making this drink may have been learned by Isabel from her mother, this drink is made from the blood of healthy mice, carbonated drinks, grape juice and other substances, it can last for five years under sealed conditions, and only five to seven months without sealing conditions, which is much better than artificial blood, and will give people an unexpected active state. I've heard my father talk about this drink before, but I've never drunk it before, but today I'm lucky, so I might as well try it.

Isabel's craftsmanship was highly praised by everyone. I also had a drink, and it tasted great, the best of the best. Just kidding: if Isabel had sold the drinks to someone else, the Exile's artificial blood company would have gone out of business in no time.

"Where have you been, man?" Frank asked me, "it's dangerous to go out alone at this time." ”

"I saw the Man of the Golden Gun today. I said.

"What?" said Isabel, incredulous, "have you seen the men of the golden guns that the children are talking about?"

"I knew you wouldn't believe it. ”

"I believe it. Frank said.

"What's his name?" asked me, Margaret.

"Owen? Stevens. I replied.

Although people outwardly believed me, I could see that what they were thinking and saying was different, and I would be suspicious. I took out the bullets that Owen had given me and showed them, "See? The Golden Gunner is also a witcher, these bullets contain a special liquid, this is the first time I've seen such bullets, this kind of technology is not seen in Europa, I'm afraid only the Golden Gunner in the world has the technology to make this kind of bullets." They seemed to believe me, and I continued, "For the rest of the time, I plan to study these bullets and invent better and more durable bullets against our enemies, as long as this technology does not fall into the hands of the enemy." ”

"Can I take a look?" asked Isabel. I gave her one by the way, she took a closer look, and said with great interest: "The warhead is glass, very thin, and very hard, you can clearly see the red liquid inside, once it is shot into the body, even if it hurts the finger, the warhead will shatter in an instant, so that the liquid inside will instantly integrate into the blood, and the victim will die in the shortest possible time due to severe corrosion or hardening of blood vessels and internal organs." ”

"That's right, I think so, too. ”

"But how can we find the materials to make this bullet?"

"I'm afraid only the maker knows about this. ”

"Why don't you ask him?"

"He won't tell me, he's probably the only one in the world who knows how to make this bullet. ”

"You didn't keep him. ”

"I'm also trying to figure out a way, and I'll do my best to get him to join us. ”

At this point, Volcker was standing on the steps outside the window, and he might have just arrived. He peeked through the window, and we could smell the stench of corpses in his filthy mouth, as if he had just eaten a corpse. "I have called all my subordinates. He said, licking the blood from his mouth.

"Walker, why do you keep getting dirty? It's time for you to get a new dress. Isabel said in annoyance.

"I'll talk about that later. Walker looked curiously at the half cup of rat blood potion in Isabelle's hand, "What are you holding in your hand?" he unceremoniously snatched it and drank the rest of the rat blood potion, "It tastes good." I'm here to tell you that all my men have arrived, and now they're in the tomb. There was also news that ......" He seemed to be considering whether he should say this or not, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "Arthur Krantim, the most famous and powerful witcher in the world, has come to the American Federation. ”

When I heard the news, I didn't feel worried. "Arthur?" I asked, "where is he?"

"Goddess Bay. My subordinates found that he was injured and looked weak, presumably because he couldn't get along in Europa, or maybe he had met an opponent, and there was also a possibility that he was injured after being attacked by werewolves or vampires. ”

"I don't think his injuries have anything to do with werewolves and vampires. ”

In 1942, his grandfather, Lyle Krantim, joined an anti-Nazi group in Czechoslovakia and was involved in a plan to assassinate the high-ranking Nazi official Reinhardt Heydrich. ”

I thought: Owen Stevens may be Arthur's accomplice, Arthur may be like Owen, a man who makes it his duty to defend justice, and I remember Owen saying that he was going to see a friend, and that friend of his might be Arthur.

"Alex, what are you thinking?" Volcker interrupted my thoughts.

"Didn't think about anything. I said.

"You look like you have something on your mind. ”

"I was just wondering how many witchers there are in the American Federation?"

"This is very simple, their number is not very large, all the demon hunters add up to no more than a hundred, and at least two-thirds of them are not demon hunters who fight for justice, and half of the remaining third are novices, they can only help the police catch a few gangsters, but there are very few really experienced demon hunters. ”

"With such a small number of people, how dare they act alone?"

"They're haunted, no one knows where they live, they live in the same places as normal humans, and some have hunted werewolves at the bottom of the Appalachian Mountains. You're surprised, aren't you? I didn't finish that, but I'm going to tell you bad news this time. ”

"It seems that the matter is serious. Frank said.

"Quite serious, I just learned about the 'resurrection of the body' plan of the Evil Spirit Party, which was also inquired about by one of my subordinates. ”

"What is the 'resurrection of the flesh' plan?" I asked.

"This is probably the last plan of the Evil Spirit Party, they have invented a virus called 'Sixth Desire', this virus is transmitted through blood, once it enters the human body, it will turn a normal person into a vampire within a few minutes, and there is no cure for it. The Evil Spirits will turn the entire area into vampires everywhere they pass, and then make the victims carry the virus called the Sixth Desire to infect other people, so that the number of Evil Spirits members will increase, just like a virus spreading everywhere, overwhelming opponents with numerical superiority, thus creating a global plague, the United States Federation is the first country invaded by this virus, and the next country is likely to be Canada or Mexico, now what we have to do is not to make enemies of witchers and werewolves, but how to stop the spread of the plague. ”

"Oh my God!" said Margaret, "if Scout had been involved, I wouldn't have spared him." ”

If Scat really got involved, then I'll really regret that I let him go, and I'm sorry for all the members of the Underworld Society. I should have listened to Frank's advice that I should have killed Scate. Frank and Isabel looked at me suggestively at the same time, and I told them both in my heart: "If Scat was really involved in the 'resurrection' project, I would be fully responsible for my decision at the time." ”

Isabel shook her head, suggesting that I should not say anything.

I nodded reluctantly, but there was still a hint of unsteadiness in my heart.

"Oh, yes. "At a nearby nightclub, overnight, all the people in it turned into vampires." ”

"It seems that this is a disaster that no one can prevent. I said.

"We have to fight the Evil Soul to the end to see who wins. Frank said, "Walker, which nightclub are you talking about?"

"St. Miles. ”

"St. Miles?" exclaimed Frank, "I was passing by when I first came to Goddess Bay. ”

"Yes, I have an impression as well. Isabel said.

"Volcker. I said, "Now I need your favor." ”

He spat out his long, dark purple tongue, "What's the help?" ”

"Gather your guys, when Frank and I get into that club, you start planting bombs on the walls of the club, and when we come out, we'll gesture to you, and if my thumb is down, you're going to blow up the club. ”

"I think it's better for you not to go in, just blow it up, what if you can't get in or out?"

"It's not necessarily all people from the Evil Spirit Party, but what if there are some innocent people? ”

"You're so thoughtful. ”

"Remember, do as I say. ”

"Absolutely. "Volcker seems to enjoy playing games like this.

Frank patted me on the shoulder, "That's what I want to hear." ”

I smiled at him, "I knew you were going to say that." ”

"What about us?" asked Isabel.

"You and Volcker, it's enough for me and Frank to go in. Seeing that they were all eager to express themselves, I said, "I know your hearts, but leave this dangerous matter to the Augustus brothers, and if you don't want to go, stay at home, and go anywhere, until we return." ”

"So what are we waiting for? Frank couldn't wait.

We set off, ready to take the party of evil spirits by surprise.