Chapter Ninety-Six: Enough, Tonight, It's Enough to Meet a Pink Short Skirt!

"Come, little brother, let my sister love you...... Burst! ”

A thick thorn whip pierced his mouth, and Onimai Tsuji didn't give him a chance to speak at all, so he had to kill him with one blow.

[Mood from Vampire Jack +166]

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【......】

The onlookers screamed and couldn't believe their eyes.

"What's that? Monster? ”

"How is it possible for humans to have such power?"

"Afraid of what? He's only one person, and we're a hundred! ”

"It's just an arm, get out your firearm and let us fuck him!!"

“......”

"Noise."

With a cold face, Onimai Tsuji's miserable right hand suddenly turned into a hideous giant arm, swallowing the guy who was shouting for a gun.

His body is like a tight processing plant, absorbing all the flesh and blood of vampires and turning them into nutrients for himself.

"Isn't this okay?"

His physical defects had not improved, and he showed a hint of disappointment, raised his right hand indifferently, and then slowly scanned the crowd like boring garbage, and said in a cold voice.

"In that case, there's no need for you to exist!"

Bang ——!!

......

20 minutes later.

There was a stabbing thud, and a black sedan stopped in front of the bar.

Jumping down from above, the two big men in black suits ignored the security guard who died at the door, and went straight into the bar.

"Hiss......"

As soon as they entered the bar, their faces changed dramatically, and they almost fainted from the thick smell of blood.

What kind of bar is this, it's a hellish slaughterhouse!

Blood and flesh, stumps and broken bodies, on the walls, on the floor, on the ceiling, all of them were blood, all of them were stained with flesh.

The floor of the hall was no longer visible in its original form, only a thick crimson attached to it.

Standing in front of a stripped corpse, Onimai Tsuji carefully dissected the vampire's corpse.

There were also silver knives, oak and garlic scattered on the ground next to it, which he had brought with him before he came.

"What a lowly creature, and how restrained by so many beings ......"

Taking out a small ultraviolet light bulb, Onimai Tsuji tried to hold it in the palm of his hand, and as the high concentration of ultraviolet light from the bulb was emitted, he hissed and quickly threw it out.

"Damn, I'm going to be hurt by such a ridiculous weapon?!"

His palms were pitch black, and there was a constant stinging pain in his heart, and even his self-healing seemed to be affected and slowing down.

He always thought that he was only afraid of the sun and the Sun Wheel Knife, but now it seems that there is another name in his nemesis.

Ultraviolet light!!

"No, no miserable, Your Excellency, we're here to pick you up."

A strong man in black came behind him, swallowed his saliva carefully, and said nervously.

The closer you get to Onimai Tsuji, the stronger the smell of blood in the air.

Not only that, but this man, who claims to be the ancestor of ghosts, has killed 3 of his colleagues in a row, all because of some trivial things, which makes him have to be afraid.

"It's too slow!"

Ghost Dance Tsuji turned around coldly, waved his injured palm with an irritated expression, and stared at him with a murderous look.

"Albert Wesker's men, are they all like this? Can't even do the most basic punctuality? ”

It's like a frog being stared at by a snake, and the man's body is so frightened that he can't even move, so he can only desperately explain in a cold sweat.

"No miserable adult, no miserable adult, I'm really sorry!

Our vehicle was on the road and was stopped by a policeman and a man wearing a pink ......"

Poof-

Enough, tonight, it's enough to meet a pink skirt!

With a gloomy face, Onimai Tsuji was miserable and just waved his hand and picked his head in his hand.

The blood splattered high on the other person's body, but he didn't even dare to move, as if moving was his own death.

Onimai Tsuji is not in a good mood at this time, he is not the kind of generous man, so he raised his arm and turned into a huge mouth to swallow the other party.

But it immediately stopped in the next second, because in the man's pocket, another person's voice suddenly sounded.

The voice was cold and gloomy, and it didn't lose half a point to him.

"Onimai Tsuji is no miserable, my personnel are responsible for covering for you, not to provide you with rations.

If you can't control even the most basic appetites, then I don't mind switching to a different partner! ”

"Albert Wesker!"

Slowly retracting his hideous arm, Onimai Tsuji's expression changed, revealing a hypocritical smile.

"As the 7th Ring of the Ten Commandments, we are both full members of the Ten Commandments.

The cooperation between you and me is not a relationship between superiors and subordinates, but equal.

So, correct your attitude, pay attention to the tone of your voice, and put away your arrogant posture for me, otherwise, I don't mind seeing the power of your Ancestor Virus! ”

"Hmph... It's a shame that a guy who can't even deal with ultraviolet lamps! ”

Wesker's riposte is unyielding, a guy who was powerful in ancient times, and in modern times, he is not even a fart!

Joining the Ten Rings Gang is considered lucky for him, otherwise this kind of goods would have been caught by Wesker as a laboratory animal a long time ago.

"Wesker ——!!!"

Click.

Crushing the phone, Wesker snorted coldly and called out the artificial intelligence [Red Queen].

"After the red, give me the location of no misery, and dispose of the surveillance video along the street, I don't want to see the news that he is wanted the next day, which will bring us unnecessary trouble!"

"Yes, Lord Wesker."

An artificial intelligence named Red Queen turned into the appearance of a little girl in red and projected behind him.

As the top artificial intelligence of the Ambrera Group, she quickly replaced the surveillance footage along the street with a conscious one.

"Your Excellency Wesker, you have an update."

"Say."

"Dr. Consner, whom you brought my attention to, has been officially swept away by Osborne.

Lord Wesker, do we need to recruit Dr. Connors now? ”

With his hands behind his back, Wesker slowly turned around and said softly.

"No, wait, his limb regeneration project does have some fun, but until the results are clear, just keep an eye on him.

What was his response to the cooperation proposal we sent to Osborne? ”

The red queen shook her head, acting quite realistically.

"I'm sorry, Lord Wesker.

Mr. Norman Osborne has rejected your request.

He said that unless you were able to give him a sample of the Ancestral Virus, he would not work with a small company from an unknown source. ”

"Hehe~ A small company from an unknown source?"

Laughing disdainfully, Wesker pursed his lips.

Norman Osborne, the old fox, should have noticed that they were secretly buying Osborne's shares, so he was vigilant.

But so what?

We'll see... We have time.

"After the red, go to the Hive Base 3."

"Yes."

------Off topic------

Ghost Dance Tsuji's B-grade evaluation is mainly due to his ability to create clans and immortal bodies.

This Emperor Shakti can't catch up, after all, they belong to different fields.

I took a closer look at the original book, Wu Miao is indeed afraid of the sun, considering the era he lives in, it is indeed a little difficult to mix up in a place like Marvel where black technology is everywhere.

"Heaven Descends"

Fear of high concentrations of ultraviolet lamps is almost inevitable.

But I'm not going to create a waste character to be one of the official members of the Ten Rings......