David didn't need to look through his own transcendent perception, just by looking purely with his eyes, he knew that the people who stopped in front of him were vampires.

Their leather coats and helmets cover all the skin on their bodies.

The main thing is to protect the body from ultraviolet rays.

Sunlight is the biggest weakness of ordinary vampires.

The only known vampire in the world, who is not afraid of sunlight and is insensitive to silverware and garlic, is currently the only ancestor Dracula.

Brad, the blade warrior known as the "Daywalker", is only half a half, as he also has human blood.

Moreover, although Brad is not afraid of sunlight and silverware, he is also allergic to garlic, and will often inject garlic essence to suppress the bloodthirsty impulse brought by his vampire blood.

"You'd better be honest."

Several people were satisfied with David's answer.

With a look of arrogance on their faces under their masks, they snorted softly, got back on their motorcycles, and beckoned, "Come with us." ”

Boom Boom!

The motorcycle roared and merged into the traffic, seemingly not at all worried about Davy's escape.

David glanced at Wesley, saw the look of consternation in the latter's eyes, and smiled slightly: "Follow them." ”

Airplanes!

Wesley started the car and followed behind the butt of the motorcycle.

As he hit the steering wheel, he asked:

"You're not going to explain?"

"Some things, when seen with the eyes, are more convincing than with the mouth."

David replied lightly.

"You mean, I wouldn't believe you even if you say it?"

Wesley reacted, and it was rare to hear the meaning of the words, and he thought for a moment and said, "Then you have to tell me, are you Tim or David?" ”

David laughed, "Of course it's David, Tim is just a pseudonym." ”

"Kana? Do you have another fake identity? ”

Since Wesley met David, the latter has been like peeling an onion, and every now and then a new identity can emerge.

From the Brotherhood killer, to the collaborator of Pushkin, the big boss of the East Coast underground, to the younger brother of the New York underground emperor Kim, to the Vampire Doctor of Horizon Labs, Michael Morbius's assistant......

There seems to be an infinite mystery hidden in David.

"Don't you tell me you have a lot of other names besides Tim?"

Wesley was very suspicious that the name Tim was by no means the last fake name that was revealed to David.

"That's not good."

David replied with a smile.

He really can't say what other names he has, who can guess if the system is random?

Wesley thought that David didn't want to say it and didn't bother to ask, so he just snorted and drove silently.

Follow the motorcycle out of Manhattan and into a slaughterhouse in Brooklyn.

It's a depressing environment.

But there are a lot of young people coming and going.

David noticed that most of these young people had tattoos with special symbols on the back of their necks, which meant that these people were all vampire minions without exception.

Wesley, beside him, was rather surprised, his eyes lingering on these generally good-looking young men, and then at the slaughterhouse in front of him.

The men leading the way were motioning for him and David to enter.

"I've never been here."

He didn't worry about his own safety at all, and walked into the slaughterhouse with great interest.

The first thing that catches your eye is the rows of dead pigs hanging on the production line under the miserable white light, stripped of their bones.

They stared at the guests coming and going with a pair of big eyes and blank eyes, and the picture was eerie.

Wesley, who can be called well-informed these days, couldn't help but feel a little frightened when he saw this.

"Where is this?"

Wesley asked in a low voice, "Don't tell me it's just an ordinary slaughterhouse?" ”

"It's a ballroom."

David replied, "A ballroom that only accepts special guests." ”

"Special guests?"

Wesley was stunned.

"Mr. Quinn is waiting for you inside."

At this time, the tone of the person leading the way in front was cold.

They pulled open an iron door inside the slaughterhouse, removed their helmets, and signaled to the security guards standing in the doorway, with their shoulders and waists.

David and Wesley enter the ballroom.

In the dim lighting, the deafening music, and the not-so-wide environment, the dense crowd was like a pile of bricks, rubbing shoulders, all young flesh shaking, their eyes were foggy, their faces were slightly drunk, and they were drunk and dreaming of death.

Wesley's eyes straightened at once.

But he also noticed that after he entered the ballroom, most of the people immediately turned their eyes on him and David.

When they saw David, their faces were mocking, but when their eyes fell on themselves, they turned to a hint of banter.

It's like the owner is teasing the pet.

This made Wesley extremely uncomfortable, and he felt more and more that there was a great secret in this ballroom located in the slaughterhouse.

"This way."

David greeted Wesley, and entering the ballroom was like going home.

Based on the memories instilled by the system, he was familiar with the place.

Ballrooms are where vampires gather.

As the property of Dicon Frost, he often goes in and out under the pseudonym Tim.

The man who found him today to meet him, Quinn, was Deacon Frost's confidant and the head of the ballroom, responsible for management, operations, and security.

Chief among them is security.

The vampires are not monolithic internally, and Frost is just one of the faction leaders, and he will be hit at any time.

For example, the pure-blooded vampires who are the opposite of Frost.

On the one hand, pure-blooded vampires look down on late-stage transformations and are regarded as "mongrel" vampires;

Pure-blooded vampires, on the other hand, adhere to thousands of years of tradition, choosing to hide among humans, being cautious in their words and actions, never gathering in crowds, and rejecting any activity that attracts the attention of others.

Their opposition to Frost has shifted from the dark to the open.

Even the "Daywalker" who slaughtered vampires was the result of deliberate indulgence by pure-blood vampires.

After all, pure-blooded vampires have always been "at peace".

Only radical vampires would have no scruples about sucking the blood of living people as if they were committing crimes, and gather in the same place.

Those who died at the hands of the "Daywalkers" were all mongrel late-transformed radical vampires, who did not pose the slightest threat to the conservative pure-bloods, so naturally there was no need to meddle.

Wesley didn't know, but in just a few steps, so many thoughts flashed through David's mind.

He followed David to a luxurious box inside the ballroom.

A few men are holding beautiful women in their arms.

Seeing David's arrival, the slightly bald man at the head made a move, pushed the woman away and let it fall heavily from the sofa.

His fierce gaze crossed Wesley and landed straight on David.

"Tim, we've been looking for you for a long time."

Quinn's tone is not good, his eyes are full of aggression, and he gives people a strong sense of oppression, as if he is about to burst out and hurt people in the next moment.

David's face does not change color.

Wesley frowned slightly, a hint of discrimination in his eyes.

Since he was injected with the desperate virus and woke up today, he found that his body had changed a lot.

Needless to say, combat power.

The most crucial point is that his perception has become beyond the ordinary.

Among the crowd he encountered today, only David could make him feel a great threat, as if David had an extremely terrifying power in his body that could explode at any time.

Wesley knew David very well.

He knew that this represented the bat abilities that David had acquired after injecting bat serum to cure his blood disease.

But in addition to David, at this moment, the man named Quinn in front of him actually made Wesley feel a little threatened, and smelled a little bit of danger.

Although it is not strong, it must be admitted.

This man, called Quinn, is not an ordinary character.

"Your latest actions have annoyed Mr. Frost."

Quinn said coldly, "You know what? The last thing Mr. Frost could tolerate was betrayal! ”

"I don't know."

David replied lightly, rejecting Quinn's question, which was speechless.

"It's been a few days since I disappeared, but my temper has changed a lot, and you didn't dare to talk to me like that before."

Quinn's eyes swept over David, as if wondering where the latter's confidence came from.

Then the eyes finally fell on Wesley.

"This is your bodyguard?"

He vaguely smelled something unusual from Wesley.

"You think you can protect you with a bodyguard?"

"How naïve!"

"If you can find a Daywalker, I can make some difference to you!"

Quinn didn't bother to think about it, smiled contemptuously, and snorted, "Tell me, where have you gone and what have you done these days when you disappeared?" Have you betrayed us? ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand to the few people behind him.

In the luxurious box, the remaining men stood in all corners in an instant, surrounding Wesley and David.

Several women looked at the scene in front of them with great interest, not panicking at all, as if they were accustomed to it.

In the face of the threat, Wesley's face remained unchanged, but the curiosity in the depths of his eyes became more and more intense.

He found that the people in front of him didn't know anything about David.

Since there is such an unknown dance hall in the slaughterhouse in Brooklyn, it must not be a serious force.

But such a force actually knew nothing about David's existence.

Is it because David is hiding it too well, or are these people just too stupid?

David, on the other hand, looked at Quinn in front of him with interest.

To be honest, although he remembered a lot of contact with these vampires, it was actually the first time he had met each other.

"Wesley, aren't you curious why they're looking for me?"

Then, he said to Wesley, who was beside him, "Kill them, and I'll tell you." ”

"Why wait until you kill them?"

Wesley was helpless: "When did you become so fond of hanging people's appetite?" ”

"I said it, seeing is believing."

David said, "You fight with them and you understand everything. ”

"Break these two people's bones, don't kill them right away."

Quinn heard the conversation between the two of them, his eyes grew colder, and he commanded, "Take them to the Edgewood Building, Mr. Frost likes to drink fresh human blood." ”

"Understood."

As soon as these words came out, malice struck like a tide.

However, it was not David and Wesley who felt this malice, but the people in the luxury box in front of them, including Quinn.

Even curled up on the sofa, looking at the scene in front of him with relish, the woman dressed in sexy clothes immediately changed color.

They all sensed that an unprecedented threat was coming.

raised his head instantly, staring at the two people in front of him.

This threat......

Impressively, next to David, the man with a sturdy body.

"Do it!"

Quinn felt bad, and he didn't plan to make a move, so he stepped on his foot and flew out violently.

Bang bang!!

The next moment, several gunshots rang out almost at the same time.

Quinn, along with several vampire thugs beside him, was immediately shot in the head, and the bullet pierced his brain, and blood splattered.

The impact of the bullet caused them to fall back for a moment.

The deafening sound echoed in the luxury box.

Several women breathed sluggishly, but in their eyes and expressions, there was no worry about Quinn and the others.

Because, Quinn and the others resisted the impact of the bullet, and pulled the stumbling body back, their eyes were blood-red, staring at the man in front of them, showing a sneer.

"Bullets, you want to solve us with guns, ordinary bullets can't do it."

Quinn let the bullet cut through the blood in his forehead slowly slide from the center of his brow to the tip of his nose, and then drip to the ground.

At this time, he looked very fierce and full of gangsterism.

"What?"

Wesley's pupils shrank, and he looked back at David suddenly, "What's going on?" Why didn't they die even if they had their heads pierced? ”

"I said it, seeing is believing."

David repeated this sentence for the third time: "The only thing that can kill these people is silver bullets, garlic and sunshine." ”

Wesley was slightly stunned when he heard these three things.

Inexplicably familiar!

Reminiscent of a scene that happened in Horizon Labs not long ago.

He reacted suddenly.

Isn't this the weakness of the legendary fantasy creatures, vampires?

Are there really vampires in this world?

Wesley gasped suddenly.

"Tim, it's a joke that you hired a bodyguard and didn't tell him anything."

Quinn heard the conversation between the two, as if he had seen the funniest joke in the world.

The gaze fell on Wesley again:

"You think you can kill us with just the right guns?"

"I've changed my mind!"

He gritted his teeth: "It hurts so much, I'm going to torture you hard and then suck your blood dry." ”

Although vampires are undead, it doesn't mean they don't feel pain.

As he spoke, Quinn showed the sharp canines in his mouth.

Wesley frowned slightly.

Sou!

Seeing this, Quinn lunged at Wesley.

The vampire thugs beside him, without hesitation, made simultaneous movements.

Rumble!!

Wesley's fist instantly heated up, turned red, and met Quinn's body, punching hard.

A bloody hole was cut in Quinn's chest.

His eyes widened, and they were full of incredulity.

A huge amount of power poured into his body, and he immediately flew sideways, smashing through the wall and flying into the dance hall.

The dense crowd of the ballroom was overwhelming, domino-like.

Everyone let out an exclamation, and in an instant, Quinn, who fell to the ground, was cut open by a fist in his chest, making way for Quinn, who was almost incapacitated.

They were shocked to see Quinn's face and recognize his identity.

Obviously, tonight's dance hall may not be calm.

Someone fled immediately, and when they saw the picture outside the dance hall, they were stunned again, and retreated silently, their whole body was cold, their hands and feet trembled, as if they were ushering in the end of the world, and they were very desperate.

Meanwhile.

Several other thugs, at this time, came to Wesley and David, and found themselves in a dilemma.

Frightened, they realized that the situation had changed.

It wasn't they who surrounded David and Wesley, but Wesley alone, who surrounded them all.

Bang bang bang!!

Wesley controlled the power and didn't burn his whole body so as not to burn his clothes.

Despite this, the terrifying heat emanating from his fist still scorched the cuffs of his arms into ashes.

The figure spun like a spinning top, and the shadow of the fist flew.

The few vampire thugs in front of him only took a few blinks of an eye to be beaten to a blur of flesh and blood, and their bodies were full of charcoal-like marks left by the high temperature, and the smell of meat could be faintly smelled.

In the luxurious box, which had been broken open and was not sealed at all, the original female vampires hugged each other and shivered.

They looked at Wesley in front of them, never thinking that a human would be so powerful.

Is this still blood food in the eyes of vampires?

Wesley didn't seem to notice these strange glances, and his face didn't show the slightest hint of relaxation.

He knew very well that the people in front of him were just incapacitated, which did not mean that these people were dead.

This kind of picture is playing out for the second time in front of my eyes.

For the first time, it naturally belongs to the Horizon Labs building, and a group of homeless people are transformed into vampires by Lucis Krone.

At that time, a group of vampires who had almost lost their minds attracted the army to suppress them.

And these vampires in front of them don't seem to be crazy, but maintain ......

Human nature?!

"What the hell is going on?"

Wesley turned his head to look at David, who seemed to have expected it and seemed to have everything under control, and asked in a low voice, "Are they really vampires?" ”

David didn't answer.

He pulled a silver fork out of his bosom.

It's the fork you usually use for eating.

Sou!

Throw it with your hand.

The silver fork landed on the head of a vampire who had been beaten to a bloody pulp by Wesley.

Rumble!!

It was as if it had been scorched by a sacred invisible flame.

The vampire thug who was hit by the silver fork was annihilated into ashes and dusty at a speed visible to the naked eye, dissipating into the air and disappearing from Wesley's sight.

Wesley could sense that the man was no longer there, dead completely.

"Only silver weapons can kill vampires."

He muttered, revealing extreme consternation: "The legend is true, vampires are real creatures?!" ”

"Not bad."

As he spoke, David nodded.

He ignored the remaining women in the luxurious box and slowly walked out of the hole.

In the dance hall, the vampires who were forcibly detained inexplicably, or the human minions of the vampires, locked their eyes on David.

Many people showed hostility towards him, and the sharp canine teeth in his mouth loomed.

David's face does not change color.

Only when the animal is violated will it bare its teeth and threaten its opponents.

These vampires looked like beasts to him.

That being said, it's kind of scolding myself for it...... But that's how much it means.

David only has the power of a vampire, but he does not have the weakness of a vampire.

He's not afraid of the sun, he's not afraid of silver weapons, he's not afraid of garlic, he's not bloodthirsty, and he doesn't really think of himself as a vampire.

His eyes fell on Quinn, who was slumped to the ground, and he laughed.

"Quinn, now you should know my confidence."

"You think you can fight us with a powerful bodyguard? Hahaha, Mr. Frost won't let you go. ”

Quinn coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

The undead nature brought by vampires allows him not to die even when he is extremely seriously injured, and he can recover quickly by sucking a little more blood.

But the question now is not recovery, but ......

He looked out of the ballroom, his brows furrowed, and his eyes revealed a thick look of incomprehension.

Why was there a big fight in the dance hall, and those thugs outside the dance hall didn't rush in to help?

Are these people eating dry food?

"It looks like you're not reconciled."

Davy had a smile on his face.

His fingernails stretched out, and with a flick of his hand, he slashed Quinn's head like a sharp blade.

Even so, Quinn did not die.

David grabbed Quinn's few hairs and lifted his head towards the ballroom entrance.

"That way you can see a little more clearly."

David spoke with a friendly tone.

In the eyes of others, the move was as vicious as a demon in hell.

There.

A young black man in a trench coat, sunglasses, and a silver katana on his back kicked open the large iron door and appeared in Quinn's field of vision.

As Quinn, who had fought with this person many times, was beaten and fled, and survived with difficulty, he instantly recognized this person's identity.

Sworn enemies of radical vampires!

Daywalker, Brad!

"Tim, you traitor!"

Quinn screamed, "You really worked with him!! Damn traitor, Mr. Frost won't let you go!! ”