Aisaro in the bathroom was startled, and she heard her sister's harsh voice. I didn't even have time to dry my hair, so I hurriedly rushed out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. Barefoot, he ran to where his sister was in the living room.

Sure enough, he saw Arisha squatting at the gate, looking at him nervously.

"Sister, there is blood!" Arisha lowered her voice, she and her sister had experienced a few years of hunted and killed life, naturally no more than ordinary peers, at this time it seemed much more mature.

"It came in from outside the door. Arisha added.

Aisaro nodded, walked over and crouched down, also reaching out to dipped his blood and sniffed it.

"Open the door. Her muscles adjusted to their best, and she whispered to Arisha.

The latter nodded, and cautiously opened the door.

After a very slight click.

Outside the door, a red and bloody figure suddenly lay down.

Already in a hands-on position, Asaro vigilantly kicked the mass of humans lying on the ground.

"This person seems to be a little familiar"

The man covered in blood lay motionless on the ground, seemingly completely unconscious.

"Sister, it seems that Mr. Tramp?" said Arisa cautiously.

"What's that called" Aisaro suddenly remembered the mysterious homeless man he had seen some time ago.

"He's definitely in trouble, he's bleeding so badly, we have to save him!" Arisha whispered, her compassion starting to flare up again. She seems to be more attentive to the 'acquaintances' she has known once.

"Arisha, we can't get into trouble. "Aisaro is the right color. "I can't deal with this man's hand last time he left, and if someone can hurt him like this, then we must not be able to deal with such a person. This is beyond my ability, and we must send him out of the city. ”

"But sister, he's hurt too badly," Arisha also knew that the situation was a bit serious this time, but she couldn't bear to watch this man lying here with a serious injury and unconscious. "He's going to die if he goes on like this!"

She whispered with a hint of pleading. "Let's wake him up and let him go, okay?"

"It's more than I can handle. "Aisaro is the right color.

"But sister, he's so badly wounded, he's going to die," Arisha whispered pleas he crouched beside the man.

Look into my sister's eyes. Asaro finally relented and nodded.

"Alright, drag him in, I'll deal with the blood right away!"

"Also, my sister is the best!" Arisha also knew that the situation was serious. Hurriedly and slowly dragged the man to the living room.

Aisaro quickly went and fetched a mop to wipe the blood away. I sprayed some air freshener with great skill, carefully inspected and observed the surroundings, and then closed the door.

"I was supposed to see Brother Garon of the Thomas family tonight. Aisaro frowned as her sister wiped the blood from the man's face.

"We have to take him to the hospital!" Arisa frowned in the same way, but looked at the man's wounds, which she used to treat for her sister. He is very skilled with these injuries.

Taking a closer look at the wound, Arisha was a sophisticated judge.

"It's like a wound from the claws of a beast, it's deep, but it's healing well. ”

She quickly found alcohol gauze. Bandage.

"I can only deal with it briefly and then send him to the hospital immediately. ”

"No way!"

The man snapped ake. With his eyes wide open, he grabbed Arisha's wrist.

"Can't go to the hospital"

His wiped face was handsome and pale, without a trace of blood, even a little blue, and some kind of black.

His pupils glowed red, and his eyes stared greedily and longingly at Arisha's snow-white wrists, or rather, at the slightly puffing veins in her wrists.

But a certain intellect restrained him, preventing him from acting.

Trying to look away, he let go of Arisha's hand and looked apologetically at the two sisters, who seemed a little frightened.

"Sorry to scare you. I'm very weak now, very weak. I'm sorry, I'm leaving right away, I won't bother you. ”

He struggled to turn over and stand up, but it was useless, just as he stood up, there was a crisp snap, and the whole person was crooked.

"Ah!" Arisha exclaimed, covering her mouth in a low voice.

The man's left kneecap was snapped off with a direct click, and it bent back into an unnatural zigzag angle.

"It's okay, it'll be fine soon. The man didn't seem to care about his broken bones, and he sat down on the ground, "I'll be fine soon." ”

"Your legs!!" Arisa didn't know what to say. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the man as if nothing had happened, and her heart suddenly became a mess.

Aisaro also had a hint of admiration in his eyes on the side, such an injury could be done as if nothing happened, this person is a tough guy worthy of admiration no matter what his experience is.

"I must get out of here, or you'll be implicated!" the man smiled wryly.

Aisaro looked at him quietly, and she could see the sincerity in his words. The other party really doesn't want to bother them.

"Don't worry, is someone chasing you?" she asked.

The man nodded. "Yes, they are strong and I am not an opponent. The police are useless or anything, their power can suppress all public power. There was a hint of helplessness on his face.

Suddenly, his face changed, as if he had sensed something.

"Here they are!Be careful!!"

He struggled to his feet.

"Hide, I'll deal with them!!they're very," he shouted, standing up.

Before he could finish speaking, he was stunned to see Asaro take out a rifle from a vase beside him, and he didn't look at the wall on the left.

Boom!!

Bang bang bang!!

And then continuously. Aisaro kept pulling the trigger with a nonchalant face.

Countless bullets rained down on him, not hitting the wall, but striking a young man in black. He didn't know when he passed by that place, and he was being targeted right in the middle by the rifle.

The man had pounced on Arisha's side in the neck, but was hit by rifles one after another, and his entire ribcage was shattered, and blood splattered and scattered everywhere.

Aisaro ran out of bullets and threw away the gun. With a pull from the handle of the door on the side, he actually pulled out an extremely sharp black dagger from it, and threw himself to the right with an expressionless face.

Laugh at!

The black dagger drew a black line. Instantly cut into the forehead of a woman behind her.

The latter suddenly appeared behind her, and before she could make a move, her eyes froze, and the whole person froze in place.

Wow!

Both pursuers collapsed in an instant. Reduced to two piles of black ash.

"They're great," said the man, finishing the rest of his sentence

He looked at the two piles of black ash on the ground. He looked at Asaro and Arisha with expressionless faces.

He suddenly felt that human beings were so scary

The two vampires were instantly killed by a seemingly weak girl, which simply destroyed his long-standing outlook on life and thought!

"Sorry to scare you. Aisaro put away the dagger lightly, looked at the two stalls of black ash on the ground with some strange eyes, frowned, and said in a low voice. "Can you explain why their bodies turn to black ash when they die?"

"My sister has the ability to anticipate impending danger. These two people are fast, though. But they had no skills at all, and they were much weaker than the ones my sister had dealt with before. Arisha didn't look moved.

You must know that they were able to survive slowly with the skills of ordinary people in the past. And continue to grow to the point where it is now, naturally it cannot be simple. Not only his sister, but he himself has similar abilities.

"We're more interested than that, why do they die and turn into two piles of black ashes?" said Asaro, repeating the previous question.

The man smiled wryly.

"It seems that I have met someone amazing, so let me introduce myself again, my real name is Prito, Prito Red Moon. A member of the Ancient Red Moon Bloodline. ”

"Bloodline?" Aisaro raised an eyebrow.

"That wasn't your name last time, was it?" Alexa pointed out. "Although it's also common or something?"

"I'm sorry I was a fake name last time, but I was afraid of injuring you, so I didn't report my real name. ”

Prieto's face grew paler.

In just a short while, the injuries on his body were healed.

He walked over and looked at the ashes of the two unlucky vampires, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Looks like I don't want to bother you anymore, they're already eyeing you. ”

"Is it difficult?" Aisaro said in a calm voice, "The Bloods are legendary vampires?" I've heard of them before, and I thought they were legends, but I didn't expect them to be real?"

"But aren't the Bloods supposed to be handsome?" Arisha wondered.

"Aren't you worried?" said Prieto, looking at the two sisters with no sense of pressure.

"Worried? This kind of goods is not difficult to solve. Why worry about it?" explained casually, and began to quickly reload the rifle. "What the hell is going on, you can explain it carefully. ”

Over the years, she has changed from being hunted down to killing others, and the deadly threat to others is accustomed to their sisters. It's just that being involved in this kind of dispute for some reason makes her very unhappy.

"This matter has to be explained slowly," Prieto smiled wryly.

"From ancient times to the present, the blood clan has been divided into two parts: the Ming Party and the Secret Party, and I am a subordinate blood clan belonging to one of the leaders of the Ming Party, Lord Hongyue"

"And it's the Secret Clan's bloodline who is chasing you?" Aisaro was accustomed to all kinds of extremely powerful pursuer techniques, some of which looked as magical as magic. It didn't react much to the Bloodline, just as a new and powerful human.

"Yes, those two vampires with the lowest level of knowledge just now," Prieto whispered, "it's not safe here, and we're afraid we'll need to move places." (To be continued......)