Melina was stuffed into the equipment room by Ryan with a tough attitude and manner, and Ryan's instructions echoed in her ears: Never open the door until you hear my voice.

She didn't quite understand Ryan's thoughts, and since she knew her identity, she should also know her skills and experience. Wouldn't it be nice to have one more helper in the face of a sudden attack by a group of enemies of unknown numbers?

After thinking about it for a while, she could only think that although Ryan had a lot of information and even completed the steps to manipulate her psychology through words, he still couldn't give her any trust in the face of an emergency.

After all, strictly speaking, these people were recruited by her.

Melina leaned against the wall, the conversation flashing back in her mind, and the expression on her face changed rapidly.

For a moment, she turned her head and looked at the room full of weapons and equipment, and her eyes gradually became firm.

……

In a room with all lights turned off, only the setting sun was shining through the windows.

Outside, the rotor of a helicopter intertwined with the muffled engine of a high-tech warplane.

Thick or thin pillars of light penetrate the surrounding rooms, and the living room, bedroom, study, and other locations can be seen at a glance.

As the door was kicked open with a loud bang, the sound of high-pitched, jumble footsteps began to echo.

The equipment on them is unusually complete and luxurious, and probably the world's top special forces equipment is no more than that.

Coordinated with each other, the group quickly occupied the living room and blocked the key tactical positions, and the white light from the tactical flashlight on the gun rail turned to the left and right doors after searching to no avail.

The commander's gestures changed rapidly, and the team immediately adjusted their positions.

When this person was about to wave his hand and give the order to attack, the sudden and abrupt change instantly caught their attention.

I saw that a cloud of white light suddenly appeared in the center of the ceiling, like an incandescent lamp that had been turned on, illuminating the living room as bright as day.

What's even more amazing is that it looks more like a ...... lying on the ceiling Person.

So without much hesitation, everyone immediately opened fire.

Bullets flew and rubble splattered.

But the expected downed body did not appear.

The next moment, the humanoid light suddenly burst out, and in an instant, the intense light and extremely high brightness rushed into everyone's eyes, even through the goggles, it still pierced their eyes, and tears instinctively began to overflow.

At the same time, Ryan dodged out of the bathroom.

This place was not chosen on a whim to see Melina's personal belongings, but because he would not be detected by the bright light outside, and even if he was discovered, he could temporarily defend it on his own, and the narrow door frame did limit his play, but at the same time, it also narrowed the enemy's attackable perspective.

Of course, this also involves taking great risks, such as throwing a grenade into the opponent and blocking his route out, so if he can't break through, he can only be passively bombed.

Reality went a little smoother than he had imagined.

Taking advantage of the gap when the eyes of the soldiers were stabbed and they lost their vision, Ryan approached with his sword, and his figure flickered through the crowd like a ghost, and blood bloomed everywhere he passed.

One person, one sword, sword and sword seal the throat.

It is possible to be faster with a gun, but the sudden sound of gunfire will definitely provoke a counterattack from this group, who do not need a field of sight and just listen to the direction of the sound to shoot.

As for whether you will accidentally injure your teammates? Ryan didn't think these people who served the Red House would have this kind of awareness.

However, the dull sound of the corpse falling to the ground and the sudden smell of blood eventually aroused suspicion.

Gunfire resumed.

But it's doubly thin.

Noticing this, the other party began to call out to his companion as he turned his body and fired around the room, sending sawdust, paper, and porcelain pieces flying in the air.

Ryan listened to the trajectory of his scalp gradually leaning towards his side, quickly got up, stepped on the sofa, and took off with his sword in both hands downward.

As he fell, the last enemy in the house had just turned his back.

Laugh at!

The tip of the sword pierced the skin at the back of his neck, and the blade sliced through the flesh and severed the spine, leaving the organs in his chest to watch as it drove in.

The body fell to the ground, and Ryan instantly rolled forward, and the whole person shrank under the cupboard.

Almost at the same time, gunshots rang out outside the window.

Bullets flew and shards of glass flew in all directions.

On the horizon, the last rays of sunset also disappeared overwhelmingly.

Night has fallen completely.

Ryan stepped on the corpse's shoulder and drew his crosssword with one hand.

Splattered blood flew up the corners of his lips.

Ryan licked his tongue.

Very sweet.

It's not the sweetness of some perverts who pretend to be crazy and stupid when they lick blood, but the sweetness that is equivalent to instinctive cognition that is fed back by taste buds, nerves, and brains at the same time.

The tiger's teeth began to grow, and the pupils of the eyes glowed.

In a few moments, grenades and stun bombs were thrown from the room, and the successive explosions and shocks were mixed with a wail.

Shaded by the firelight, Ryan climbed out of the window.

He lowered his crosssword, didn't hold any firearms, and rushed into the few remaining crowds with his bare hands.

Holding the barrel of the gun with one hand and breaking it outward, the spit bullet made the body of the gun continue to heat up, Ryan punched the center of the mouth, the body armor suddenly dented inward, and the blood sprayed on Ryan's face.

Turning around to hold the feeble body in front of him as a shield, he could clearly feel the impact of the bullet's kinetic energy.

After throwing the corpse forward and knocking down the enemy in front of him, Ryan suddenly increased his speed, as if he had suddenly turned into a black light.

In the crowd, the clatter of cracked bones was incessant, and the blood that shot from the mouth was like patches of red rain.

The grenade was thrown into the helicopter bay, and two seconds later it exploded into a cloud of flames that swirled into the sky.

The fighter plane parked on the grass suddenly swayed from side to side, and the gunfire inside rang out for a few seconds before it was silent again.

Just as the enemies around him were faltering, another cloud of white light suddenly erupted.

When the gunshots rang out, Ryan replicated Fang Cai's actions.

Fists, palms, legs, feet, and the body itself can also be the deadliest weapons.

Under the reflection of the flames, the vivid lives turned into cold corpses in an instant.

Run, jump, knees raised.

The gun, which had no time to reload, exploded in an instant, and his knee slammed into the upper door.

Blood spilled, the body airborne, drew a parabola, smashed through the window, and fell into the bedroom.

Ryan opened his mouth slightly, two tiger teeth playfully poking out from under his lips, his chest rising and falling rapidly, not from the gasping of exertion, but from the smell of blood that was everywhere here and now.

At this moment, he roughly understood how strong those zombies or vampires really had a thirst for blood.

Moreover, the blood can really quickly restore physical strength and heal wounds quickly.

Ryan didn't suck blood, but he drew strength from the drops of blood that inadvertently splashed in his mouth or on his lips, so much so that he really thought now......

I can do this all day！ All month！ All year！

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, a strong attraction hooked his brain.

Three seconds later, Ryan opened his eyes, his pupils calmed, and his teeth retracted.

In any case, in the face of the awakening of temptation and desire, the only thing that can really help you is your own spirit and perseverance.

Enter the house.

The arsenal disguised as a cupboard suddenly opened.

Melina was seen changing into a black tights, wearing a weapon behind her back, a pistol and dagger hanging from her legs, a bullet chain hanging diagonally on her shoulder, and a heavy and intimidating heavy machine gun in her hand.

Ryan looked up and down, "What are you going to do?" ”

Melina froze.

Far from giving her a sense of security, the silence of the air around her made her feel suffocated.