Rose O'Hara had been very obedient in James's study, she was a smart girl, and although she listened to the various ghostly howls in the manor square outside the window, her lips turned white in fright, but she controlled her curiosity very well.

She even took out a shotgun from the study, skillfully examined it, loaded the bullet, buckled the load, there were not many daily entertainment activities in the manor, and James was extraordinarily open-minded and doted on O'Hara, she did not go out to hunt on horseback.

At this moment, O'Hara was leaning against the secret door leading to the basement, nervously listening to the movement outside.

Bang!

The window was suddenly broken by an embarrassed figure, and an ugly man with a small body but some fat fell to the floor of the study, and the gray dust covered the man's pale face, which was covered with blue and black blood, he got up in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye saw a tall girl trembling nervously on the side.

Hiss!

Marcus's mind had never turned so fast, and in fact he had no other choice at the moment, this monstrous Mr. Howlett ran on the walls of the manor, as if he were walking on the ground, no slower than him, and after being punched by James, he was blasted into the room, and at this time he could not think of any way to delay and save his life except to take a human hostage.

Bang! Bang!

The shotgun in the girl's hand slammed into him decisively, and the impact on his chest slowed down the speed of his killing, only a pause, and the fangs in his mouth grew a little longer, and he pounced faster at the woman who dared to shoot at him.

At that moment, the wall of the room seemed to have been blown by a cannonball, and the earth and stones flew and broke a man-high hole, and the masonry crashed into Marcus like an eye, and he was buried by the wall with a bang.

James rushed in after him, relieved to see that O'Hara was fine.

Looking at the vampire buried in the mound, he slowly raised his palms and seemed to press down slowly.

The vampire Marcus wanted to scream in pain, but his throat was just bubbling with blood, and James covered it with his palm, using enough of his current extreme power to stimulate dark energy, but he avoided his head, almost destroying the bones and tissues of this vampire's whole body, and all the limbs of his body were pierced with bone stubble, all the internal organs were broken, and some foul-smelling black blood slowly came out from below.

For a while, even with the vampire's self-healing ability, it will be difficult to regain mobility.

Late at night.

James settled down and comforted O'Hara by the fireplace in his bedroom, he was very distressed that O'Hara was so frightened, and he also blamed himself for not getting rid of all the enemies earlier, and even kept his hands in order to hone his kung fu.

Little O'Hara hummed and chirped against James's shoulder, she looked very good, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, so there are not many opportunities to rely on James's side, she has a big heart since she was a child, and there is no big problem after experiencing this night, but from time to time she mutters "It's terrible", "Thanks to the young master", "Young master, you are so amazing!" ”

"Guns, do they work?"

Victor leaned against the door, still smiling annoyingly, though his size was becoming more exaggerated, but he walked silently like a meat pad. Except for James, it is difficult for ordinary people to perceive.

O'Hara glanced up at Victor, rolled her eyes widely, and ignored him.

"Is it closed, Victor," James asked softly.

Victor snorted haughtily in reply, and then said, "Don't rob my prey in the future." ”

"If you can handle it."

Victor's non-salty answer made Victor grit his teeth, and he didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

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Helena is a fledgling town, and just recently, rumors of gold have been found here, and many cowboys, explorers, gold diggers, criminals have gathered, and of course people who have opened bars, restaurants, and inns. The gold mining boom is like "industrialization drives urbanization" in this era.

The black-clad riders had been staying in the largest and only inn in town for two or three days, leaving many of the explorers who had come to pan for gold with nowhere to live, not because no one had gone to trouble them, but because none of them had been able to come out again.

"How many days?" Adam said a little lazily, as if he had just gotten up, his face was narrow, the bridge of his nose was also very narrow, he looked like a snake, but he had a strange sense of bewitching and handsome, leaning on the back of his chair and drinking the bright red liquid in the goblet.

"It's been three days, master." I looked at the sky outside, and it was already evening.

"Marcus is too late, and if Vadom hadn't lied, they wouldn't have come back."

"You don't believe me!"

"Hah, my lovely sister." Adam shook his head and continued.

"Originally, I didn't believe it, I thought, it was a stupid excuse you were looking for for your own failure. But Marcus is a cunning and death-fearing fellow, and he brought eighteen saints with him, even if it was the hunter's lair of the Holy See, none of them should have failed to make it to converge. ”

"But the master...... How could it be...", the Bloodclan who had been waiting beside him said in disbelief.

"How can anyone defeat and kill my holy clan with their bare hands, man. Is it? ”

Poof!

"Don't dare! That's not what subordinates meant! The subordinates did not dare to doubt the master's strength in the slightest! The Blood Clan servant who stood suddenly knelt on one knee, his head sinking deeply, and explained in a panic.

Adam ignored the servant's confession, his eyes narrowed even more, and he did not speak for a long time, and Wadom on one side stopped talking, but did not dare to speak.

"Don't wait, the war has begun, Davis, the idiot, is still delusional about defeating Lincoln on his own, huh! Return to Cedar Mountain and gather all the holy clans on the continent. ”

"Yes, Master Adam." The servant hurriedly got up and went to arrange things. Wadoma, who was holding a wine glass on one side, looked a little bitter, and she was even more disgusting when she looked mean.

"That Canadian Howlett doesn't care?" She still couldn't help but ask Adam.

"Let your human servants check, be careful." Then he explained to himself: "It won't be an ordinary human being, it can't be a human being, it's very likely to be like us......

Adam seemed to remember something in his eyes, he had lived for a long, long time, and he had glimpsed the reality of the world.

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Howlett Manor, Underground Palace Practice Room.

Airplanes... Airplanes...

James rubbed up a huge hollow lead ball with a diameter of one meter, this is a special lead ball weighing 1,500 kilograms, the lead ball infused with a certain amount of mercury made a low and heavy roar under the rotation of his luck, his feet did not stop, there was no fixed direction or sliding step, or arrow step, step movement, the lead ball was rubbed to his shoulder from time to time, and then trembled up and dragged with the palm of his hand, no matter how exaggerated the action, weird, the ball was round and free to move undulating, without sluggishness.

The battle that the vampire attacked,It was the first time he really let go of his fists and feet after coming to this world,Killing the enemy in actual combat,This also allowed him to quickly find the last bit of inspiration for penetration,Although he once entered the body,But the real feeling of the body can't be brought by memory。

Over the years, James has been stuck at the peak of dark energy, only a little bit of the strength above his head has not penetrated, although he often fights with Victor, but he is always short of a real murderous aura, martial arts masters, none of them can rely on comfortable cultivation and hard training alone.

Boom!

James suddenly punched the giant shot put, and the lead mercury that was spinning at high speed in the ball was forced to brake immediately by the force of this punch, and in an instant it was as if all the force was gone, the shot put no longer rotated, and even the inertia disappeared, and it stopped there so fixedly, just a long voice like a morning bell echoed in the practice room.

He felt a chill on the top of his head, his scalp shrank, and a little strength rushed out.

That's it.