Chapter 294 The End of the Blood Clan in Mingshan City (4100)

Noon, September 17, 110th year of the Red Lebanese Federation calendar.

A whole train of yellow and black carriages was assembled, and the steel wheels bumped on the rails, rubbing against each other and producing sparks when turning. Coal-burning trains are inevitable, and steam kept coming out of the gaps in the carriage where the power furnace was located.

A long upward white mist was dragged out in the air, like the wings of this yellow and black steel snake, dancing and floating.

This train from Beiliu County in the east to Xiaer County in the north departed at six in the morning on the 17th and is expected to arrive at the final destination in four days. The last window of the eighth carriage from the front to the back, the white curtains were opened, and there was a slight breeze.

A man with bright blond hair and a face between a young man and a teenager had his eyes closed, as if he was taking a nap on his seat.

After a long time.

The train gradually turned in the direction, and the golden sunlight brought warmth to the man. The light in mid-September was no longer as harsh as in midsummer, but rather soft and comfortable. The air flow brushed over the hair, revealing a smooth forehead with a shallow cross dent on it. It looked sacred.

The scene of the young man bathing in the light was inexplicably harmonious and beautiful.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Kaxiu opened his eyes. The originally soft and holy aura of the beautiful boy was destroyed. When he closed his eyes, his drooping eyebrows stretched out, revealing a sharp and cold arc. A faint dangerous red light flashed in his pupils.

The balance of the three major mental methods was suppressed and restored again.

Since a week ago, he accidentally broke through the thirteenth acupoint of the Nandou Hongjiu Fist. His mental state fell into a short-term influence of the killing personality. Occasionally, when he walked and thought, a violent and murderous aura would surge in his heart. The muscles fell into an excited state, and he wanted to find someone to fight.

But fortunately, Kaxiu could still control this level of influence. He would not fall into a runaway like last time.

However, it is not a good thing to have such a dangerous hidden danger lurking all the time. No one knows when this bomb will explode. Therefore, it is extremely necessary to obtain other Nan Dou secrets. Use Nan Dou Yinshe Fist to counterbalance Nan Dou Hongjiu Fist.

Use cold personality to fight against killing personality.

Hopefully, all the following actions will go smoothly.

Kaxiu took a breath of the fragrance of the grass outside the window and felt the situation in his body again. His spirit and physique are strong and balanced, and there is a sense of vitality and strength in the deepest part of his body. Every inch of muscle under the skin has a hardness and toughness that is no less than steel wire.

In addition, the third gland kidney in the waist and abdomen that was squeezed dry by the outbreak of the battle has been restored during this period of time. Kaxiu estimated that it would take a few more days.

In general, the recovery time of a kidney outbreak is about ten days, and another outbreak can be carried out ten days later.

In addition, this is the case of normal self-recovery of the body.

If the life vibration energy is used, the recovery process will be greatly accelerated. But Kaxiu did not do this, mainly to know the recovery time of the kidney under normal conditions.

He wants to understand every piece of information in his body and master the details of every trump card. So as not to make a wrong judgment in a dangerous situation, which would lead to the bad result.

While thinking, Kaxiu glanced at the information in the upper right corner.

It was a shorthand symbol of a pendant, with a narrow scale like a thermometer next to it. The pendant is a legendary antique ivory pendant, representing the obsession of the original owner, Levi.

So far, Levi has three stages in his life, and Kaxiu has gone through them all. The pendant emits a faint golden light, which means that Kaxiu can choose to end this retracing directly and bring all the power back to reality. But obviously he will not do so for the time being.

The scale next to the pendant is the retracing stay time. Counting the stay time increased by Kaxiu killing those who participated in the battle of extermination, he can still stay for more than 160 days.

That is, more than five months.

In these more than 100 days, Kaxiu will invest all of them in the plan to obtain the Nan Dou Yin Snake Fist. As long as this Nan Dou Secret Turn can be obtained, it will not be a loss to spend the remaining stay time.

Sitting in his seat, Kaxiu briefly went over the issues that he needed to think about during this period. He emptied his mind again and fell into a rare lazy state. He relaxed his body and leaned against the backrest.

The wind outside the train brushed across his temples and ears, not as sharp as a knife like the winter wind, nor as rolling as fire like the summer scorching waves. The current airflow is just right, like a 37-degree Celsius palm, gently touching the face with warmth.

Kaxiu now has an inexplicable feeling of relaxation, perhaps because the three stages of obsession with the wind ivory pendant have finally ended, or perhaps because he finally helped Levi get revenge.

Or it is more like a stage in the life and journey he has experienced personally, and he wants to wave goodbye to the scenery and people he met along the way. It is inevitable that he feels a little lost.

After all.

Levi's teacher is also Kaxiu's teacher.

From beginning to end, he was not a bystander, but a participant. A participant who has already brought in emotions.

Opening his eyes again, Kaxiu slowly raised his hand. The white airflow on his palm shuttled and jumped between his five fingers like an elf.

Agile and lively, with a light taste.

Blue Wind Airflow, the last legacy of the teacher. When he was practicing the Nandou Red Eagle Fist, he created a Red Mist Finger Gun.

Blue Wind Airflow, Bloodthirsty Ripples, Finger Gun Secrets. Together they form a point-killing trick, which is one of the three killing moves of Kaxiu Red Eagle Fist. It ranks alongside the other two moves, Hundred Palms and Thousand Hands and Blood Spear.

But, after all, this is not a repair and development of the incomplete secret art of Blue Wind Airflow. Kaxiu's realm could not reach the level he wanted before, but now it is enough. He plans to spend time and energy to completely perfect the Blue Wind Airflow when he returns to the real world. Raise it from the level of secret art to the level of secret martial arts.

Kaxiu has this confidence.

September 21, 9 o'clock in the morning, the weather is clear.

A train drove into the platform of Mingshan City, Xiaer County, and tourists dressed in various clothes walked out of the carriage. There were couples holding hands, and a family with a smile on their faces. There were also one or two tour groups of more than ten people, who left under the guidance of a tour guide.

Xiaer County is a large county in the northern part of the Federation with a population of nearly 20 million. The overall orientation is east-west. The east side is along the coast, and the west side is against the Alfama Mountains. Mingshan City and Jinghu City are the two cities on the west side, mainly developing log materials and tourism.

It is now September in early autumn, continuing the summer. So although the number of tourists in the two cities is slowly decreasing, the tourism industry has not yet entered the off-season. There are still many foreign tourists who come here to enjoy the slow life of this summer resort city.

10 o'clock in the morning.

A single-family house in the city, a car drove all the way from the train station arrived, gradually turned off the engine and parked in the open space.

The car door opened with a click.

Three imposing figures walked down from it.

Time flies, three days passed, and it was the morning of September 24.

The mist was hazy and the air was slightly cold. The closed breakfast shops lifted the shutters and started the morning busy. The mellow aroma of hot milk and food floated in the air, which was quite tempting.

At the corner of a gray street, next to the street lamp. There stood a man who had just walked out of the snack street, holding half a cuttlefish roll in his mouth. He spread out the newspaper in his hand and looked at it while walking.

The man was wearing black clothes and sunglasses, and his eyebrows and eyes exuded a cold breath. If it weren't for his messy hair like a chicken coop, he would be a cool guy at first glance.

He spread out the daily Mingshan Morning News, and read the recent events line by line with the smell of ink. After taking a bite of the cuttlefish roll, the man gently turned the newspaper over.

"Hmm?"

He narrowed his eyes, and his lazy gaze became serious.

This is a report with a lot of words.

"Shock!!! A major murder occurred in Falk Town, west of Mingshan City, last night. The victim died in a horrible way!"

Below is the accompanying picture. There is no photo of the body, but some traces left on the building and the ground, which looks serious.

The man looked at the picture seriously, and his expression between his eyebrows became more and more solemn, and he stopped chewing the food in his mouth.

There seemed to be some traces of fighting on the gray-white picture, and some blurred claw marks could be seen. The man was sure that these were the claw marks of the blood clan. Looking at the corrosion marks on the wall, it was clearly the blood energy of the blood clan. So, this is not a simple major murder case, but an abnormal case involving the blood clan.

It looks like there are a lot of people?

Could it be that a large number of blood clans are hunting and having dinner in the town?

According to reports, many innocent residents in the town should have died. It is normal that the death is miserable. The whole body of a human being who has been drained of blood by the vampires will dry up as if lacking water. The skin is wrinkled, as if it is a dried corpse that has been weathered for thousands of years.

"Damn vampires, sooner or later I will kill you all!" The man crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the trash can. After a few bites of breakfast, he left in a depressed mood.

He decided to bring the hunting plan tonight forward to now. Nathan is not an ordinary person. He is a mercury hunter who has been raised since childhood and is chasing the traces of the vampires.

The direct vampires are hidden in the Alfama Mountains, which can be called the center of the entire northern branch vampires. Although the direct vampires are not active, there are many branch vampires jumping around here. After all, this is a tourist city with a large flow of people.

Nathan is a relatively free solo mercury hunter.

He found his target ten days ago, a low-level branch vampire. After a few days of observation, Nathan has already figured out the house address and itinerary habits.

If we take action, we will have at least 70% chance of success.

Just do it.

Nathan went back to his temporary rental house and put on his combat equipment. There was a yellow quiver on his right waist and a sharp long knife on his left waist. There was a strap on his chest with several bottles of mercury-like solution stuck on it. He took a deep breath and put on a loose large windbreaker.

It covered the equipment around him.

Then he went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. When he looked up, the pure blue in his eyes flashed. He put on his sunglasses again and put a semi-automatic crossbow into his shoulder bag.

After checking everything, Nathan walked out of the room.

He had to be cautious. Although the mercury hunter was called a hunter, he didn't have the strength of a hunter to crush his prey when facing the vampires. At most, they were each other's prey.

Although the success rate of this operation could reach 70%, he still had to be cautious. If he didn't check it, he would die.

Half an hour later.

Nathan crouched on a tree, looking at the building not far away. He was less than 15 meters away from the house, where a low-level vampire lived. At this time, the vampire should be sitting on a single sofa near the French window enjoying a morning drink brewed from blood. Most of the time, the curtains are closed, but not on cloudy days. This vampire's actions are quite regular, revealing an aristocratic and old-fashioned air.

What to do at what time and in what location is relatively fixed. This also gave Nathan a good opportunity for a targeted attack.

He took a deep breath and aimed the modified and strengthened semi-automatic crossbow in his hand at a calculated position on the French window.

Pull the trigger.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

A series of flying sounds rang out, and the crossbows coated with thorn mercury and his own fresh blood rushed out in a swarm.

Amid the sound of glass breaking, there were also a few dull sounds of arrows hitting flesh. Nathan was delighted, it seemed that he hit it.

He turned over nimbly and jumped a few times.

With a crash, the French window was directly smashed. Nathan pushed open the curtains with several holes and stepped on the floor with his feet.

Blue eyes lit up in the dim environment.

The crossbow in his hand pointed directly at the direction he had aimed before.

With the light from the curtains, Nathan briefly saw the situation. His whole body froze, palpitations and panic seized his heart, and the hair on his temples was wet with cold sweat in an instant.

Not one, but four figures! ! !

There were three sofas surrounding the coffee table, and there were actually four people sitting on them. Only the vampires could have any dealings with the vampires. The plan went wrong, a fatal mistake! Today, I have to explain it here! Many thoughts flashed through Nathan's mind in an instant.

He was about to grit his teeth and fight to the death, but suddenly noticed something unusual. These four figures seemed motionless, like wooden men. Nathan held his breath and waited for three or four seconds in place. Finally, he couldn't help but turn around and open the curtains.

The sun shone, and the room suddenly became bright.

Nathan turned his head, his pupils shrank, and his breath stagnated.

Dead people, four dead people. No, it should be four killed vampires. They were standing on the sofa, lifeless. There were wrinkles on their skin, gray and white like a sculpture.

Nathan walked closer and saw a head that was deformed by a huge force. The five fingerprints were deeply embedded, as if they were iron pliers that were trying to grab the brain out. The others also died miserably, as if they had been tortured.

He looked at his target on the single sofa on the left.

Just now, through the glass, an arrow did hit the vital part, the temple. But it was not the right temple, but the left temple. The head of this vampire was rotated 180 degrees by a strange force, his neck was twisted into a knot, and his face was pulled.

The last expression before death was a strange smile with narrowed eyes. Inexplicably, it gave people a terrifying feeling.

Nathan subconsciously took two steps back and leaned against the wall. The thick feeling of his back gave him a sense of solid security.

"What forces are targeting and hunting these vampires?!"

Thanks to the book friend Cell 008 for the 100 starting coins reward.

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