American Comics: The Savior Starting From the Vampires

Chapter 207 You All Will Die!

The magnificent hotel was silent at this moment, and everyone was staring at the man's next move in a daze.

He wiped the remaining dark red blood on his forehead with his hand and put it into his mouth.

"So my blood tastes like this?"

As if he was talking to himself, No. 3's scarlet pupils turned slightly to the side, looking at Winston who was still standing on the side, he was a little surprised.

"Sir..."

He stretched out his palm to signal the man in front of him not to speak.

"Find that guy, if he doesn't die..."

His eyes swept through everyone in the lobby one by one, and No. 3's mouth showed a grim smile.

"If that guy doesn't die, all of you will die!"

"..."

If it was in the past, there was a person who dared to stand in the Continental Hotel and say such a sentence to all the killers, then they would let this guy understand why human life is so fragile!

But now, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes.

A person who seemed to be fine even after being shot in the brain, no, a monster, then what other ways are there to kill this guy?

Seeing No. 3 closing the front door of the hotel, Winston wanted to explain something, but the next moment, there were two muffled groans.

The originally quiet Tang Dynasty suddenly erupted into fierce screams.

Winston only felt that something seemed to flash in front of him. He looked closely and saw that there was no figure in front of him. No. 3 disappeared in an instant.

Plop...

Behind him, there were two consecutive sounds of falling to the ground. Winston realized something. His face, which had been calm all the time, turned pale in an instant and turned slowly.

No. 3, with blood all over his sleeves and two heads in each hand, seemed to be carefully observing the spoils in his hands.

This face looked like a demon from hell!

"Fuck, he actually took off a person's head with his bare hands!"

"Oh my God, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that there would be such a monster in this world?"

"Did anyone see when he passed by just now?"

"I... I was watching all the time, and he was so fast that only his afterimage was left..."

"Shit!"

All the killers were like panicked lambs, they all rushed to the back hall of the hotel, not daring to get close to the man who looked like a devil.

"Do you want to say anything else?"

With his head tilted, a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and No. 3's face was mixed with uncontrollable excitement. As long as the man in front of him dared to say no, he would turn this place into hell!

As if being pricked by a needle, waves of coolness kept pouring out. Under the gaze of No. 3, Winston trembled and took out the radio he had placed close to him.

"Find that damn bastard and kill him at all costs!"

Winston hung up the phone with a hoarse voice. At this moment, he used all his means!

Looking at the old man's actions, No. 3's eyes showed a trace of pity. With an inexplicable smile, he looked at the people pouring into the back hall of the hotel.

"Fuck... Stop squeezing in the back!"

"Shit, there's another one... Is this guy also a monster?"

"I shouldn't have come to the Continental Hotel today!"

"Shouldn't we try to resist?"

"Resist, I don't want my head to be picked off by monsters, Fuck, that's a head, not a flower!"

The noisy voices around him made Cross Cross frown. The quality of these killers was uneven.

He looked towards the back door where the crowd was pouring in. The gun hidden in his cuff was already loaded.

The back entrance of the hotel.

Her long pale golden hair was scattered randomly in front of her face. Just one person scared the many killers who poured into the back door and backed away.

Looking at those unique scarlet pupils, these killers obviously realized something.

"No one is allowed to leave!"

Number 3's ridiculing words came from the lobby, and all the killers had angry looks in their eyes. When were they blocked? Don’t you dare to resist?

Huchi...huchi...

"Shet, I should change to a heavy sniper, even if I'm exposed..."

The sound of extremely regular breathing echoed in the dark corridor of the building. Miz still dared not forget the scene just now. He clearly shot the Yong Ye guy in the head, but the man did not fall!

Originally he just wanted to snipe the cross, but he didn't expect to see the most wanted poster in the textile factory. Under the temptation of the huge reward, he still fired the fatal shot.

Putting aside the distractions in his mind, the killer would never stay in one place. When he was about to adjust his direction again to see the situation, he noticed the strange movements of some people near the Continental Hotel.

As a fellow killer, most of his colleagues hidden among ordinary people could not hide it from his eyes. When he realized that this shot had made a hole, he gave up the mission without hesitation!

As he quickly shuttled between the corridors, some slight movements caught his attention. Just as his head popped out of the back door, a bullet instantly penetrated the edge of the door and missed him.

"Farke!"

Unexpectedly, these guys moved so fast. Meese ran wildly and shot in the direction of the gunfire.

Feeling the movement behind him, Miss's face was extremely ugly. The situation was worse than he had imagined.

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On the chaotic street, Wesley looked at the man rushing out of the store in surprise, and looked at the cloudy sky. It was the first time he saw the weather change so quickly.

Dinglingling...

The door of the store was pushed open by him, and the bell above the eaves of the door made a crisp sound.

"Boss, do you know what happened here? Why do those guys seem a little anxious?"

Wesley asked casually and looked at the salesperson who seemed to be watching the situation outside the store.

"I don't know, I didn't hear any movement, it's strange!"

The clerk was full of doubts. From his perspective, except for some hurried and strange pedestrians on the street, most pedestrians looked at a loss.

"Maybe the end of the world is about to break out... Hehe!"

The clerk's joking voice came to my ear.

Wesley looked at the goods on the shelf, and he couldn't help but smile. He fully interpreted what a passerby is like.

Just as he was looking at the goods he was about to buy, a slender figure appeared in his peripheral vision.

As a man's instinct, Wesley looked up at the woman walking towards him.

God, this woman is so hot!

Flaming red lips, devilish figure.

Quickly shifting his gaze, Wesley knew that the girl in front of him was not someone he, an ordinary person with heart disease, could get involved with.

"Hey!"

A tempting voice came to his ears, and Wesley turned his head in surprise, and a good face came into view.

"Uh, ma'am, do you need any help?"

Wesley was a little surprised.

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