Kerry slouched back in his chair, but as for the edge of the bed, the muddy sheet was a discouragement for Kerry.

He stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers, and the Ghost Ninjas who were standing in place exploded into a cloud of black mist that dissipated into the room.

Kerry stretched out his hand and let the angelic power in his body spread freely, and in a few moments, the whole room was filled with the breath of light.

Making sure all traces are erased, Kerry pulls out his phone and calls Alice.

On the phone, he explained that he was at the Fox gas station, and Kerry asked Alice about the situation.

"One of my side is eating, and the other two seem to be waiting for him." Alice, who is hiding in the box, uses the small glass sign hanging in the box to observe the scene outside.

The Bloodline, named Paul, climbed up the neck of a black girl weighing roughly 200 kilograms.

The woman's presence at the bar in a cool black shirt with oversized ultra-short jeans underneath is a testament to the specificity of her profession.

Alice has lived so long and knows that the world is so big that there are no surprises.

On the Eagle Sauce side, a woman with this physique is also popular, after all, the competitive pressure is low and the customers are fixed.

However, most people still have a normal orientation, after all, not everyone likes to form friendships with a Roshan.

"Shat, you're a pervert, this damn blood sugar smell makes me feel like I'm going to lose my sense of taste!" One of the three of them couldn't stand this spicy scene, just smelling the blood flowing from the fat woman's neck containing a large amount of blood sugar, he felt tired and wanted to vomit.

Now he can be sure that Hank is an out-and-out pervert.

Who in a normal blood clan would pick someone with all kinds of problems to drink blood?

So the two Bloods decided to go after Kerry first, while Hank stayed here to fend for himself.

"They left through the main entrance, they should be looking for you." Alice whispered into the phone, "I'm going to try sneaking up on that guy and see if I can kill him." ”

"There's no need, if that Bloodclan stays at the bar in 10 minutes, you can find a chance to leave, come to my place, and deal with his two companions first."

"Understood." Alice hung up, closed her eyes and waited.

As for Kerry on the other end of the phone, he was getting off the various UV equipment from the police car.

After the blood crystal incident a few days ago, Kerry kept an eye on it and spent money to buy a set of ultraviolet equipment for Elise.

Products such as UV disinfection lamps and UV laser emitters.

Kerry thinks he'll settle the fight in ten minutes, but it's important to see if Alice will come over suddenly.

So Kerry told Alice a fake location, a car gas station 5 kilometers away.

Stepping on a chair to replace the light bulb on the roof, Kerry leaned back against the shelf, played with the sheep charm in his hand, and began to wait quietly.

Lurking in the surrounding corners lurked a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Click, click, click."

The sound of seconds swinging can be heard in the clock section of the supermarket.

I don't know how long it took.

There was a piercing scratching sound outside the iron door.

The noise it makes is as unpleasant and harsh as a cat scratching glass.

It seems that this has no effect, and the voice gradually weakens.

"Bang!"

A loud noise echoed through the supermarket, and the black ash on some of the shelves shook off his feet, and Kerry dusted his hair as he took off his police uniform.

The bosses of this damn place are not even willing to clean the supermarket or hire a cleaner, it seems that their minds are all on opening the blind box.

It's also thanks to Freedom Eagle Sauce that doesn't care about the low-level people, otherwise these blind box guys would have been arrested and put in prison to enjoy each other's flowers.

"Bang!" Another shaking of tooth pain.

Kerry glanced up at the shaking ceiling, and it was okay, at least the UV lamp he had just installed was not at risk of falling and breaking.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Kerry estimated in his heart that the strength of these bloodlines was comparable to that of a small excavator.

Although the strength is not enough to push a concrete building, breaking through an iron door is not a problem.

At this moment, sure enough, with another violent impact, the three-meter-thick iron door seemed to be made of paper shells, and was hit by a black shadow and smashed heavily into the suit area on the first floor.

"Little fleas are quite good at dodging." A smile with an incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth. The Bloods were the first to come out.

Moonlight shines through the windows in the supermarket.

It also illuminates the guy's appearance.

Dressed in a black suit, his exposed pale skin made him look ghostly, not like a living person but like a dead man.

Compared to Alice's cold temperament, this guy is like a monster, the kind of existence that makes people uncomfortable at first glance.

Before learning about the Bloodlines, Kerry once thought that the Bloodlines were like Alice and Edward, with good looks and good figures.

Until one time Alice showed him old photographs from many years ago, roughly shortly after the end of World War II.

It was a Gallic family that had fled here for some reason, and when they passed by, Carlisle and his family patriarch were assimilated into the same bloodline, so they were barely relatives, so they had that visit and group photo.

The group of Gallic chicken-blood clans in the photo look hard to describe.

It is a perfect interpretation of what it means to be thin like a bamboo pole and a fat one into a ball.

So since then, Kerry has also learned that the Bloods are actually the same as people, beautiful and ugly.

And now the bloodline standing in front of Kerry has an uncomfortable temperament.

"Where's your other buddy? Ugly? Kerry left the second-floor shelves, leaning over the railing and staring condescendingly at the Black-Clad Bloods.

Sunglasses Bloodclan looked up, and for some reason, he noticed that the human in the high place looked at him very strangely.

You know, on the John Bull side, when they identify themselves in front of a single woman, they panic, they scream, they kneel on the ground and beg to be spared.

But this human being, there is no panic in his eyes, there is no panic, and some seem to have only disdain?

Yes, he saw disdain in the other man's eyes, which were usually the eyes of a hunter looking at his prey, just as he once looked at women who wept and begged for their lives.

"Do it!" A little flustered at the bottom of his heart, Charlie decided to kill this guy, after all, his eyes made him feel uncomfortable.

"Lie on the ground!" A male voice came from the third floor.

The voice seemed to contain some kind of law power.

Kerry's body gradually stiffened, and he slowly lay on the ground under the gaze of the two Bloods, and then closed his eyes.

When his teammates succeeded, Charlie took off his sunglasses, exerted his legs, and jumped from the first floor to Kerry's side, and the distance of 6 meters was as easy for him as jumping over a small ditch.

"Made, the way this hunter looks at his prey is so unpleasant!"