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Faced with the concentrated fire, Hannibal seemed to be frightened and stopped moving, but what happened next made the Scarlet Guards present even more desperate!

All the bullets suddenly hovered in the air and did not move when they were about to touch Hannibal! The sound of gunfire continued, and the bullets around Hannibal gathered more and more, so dense that they seemed to drown Hannibal.

Then everyone stopped shooting... What's the use!

Hannibal waited until they stopped shooting, then smiled at them. Seeing this smile, the members of the Scarlet Guards immediately felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, Hannibal raised his hands next, and then pushed forward fiercely as if he had caught something!

All the bullets shot out in the direction they came from at the same time!

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For a while, bullets flew everywhere, and those people fell to the ground and wailed in the storm of bullets.

The only lucky thing was that although Hannibal bounced the bullet, his aim was very poor, the bullets were flying around, and the power was not as strong as the bullets fired by guns, so although many people were hit, not many people died. In fact, because they were fully armed, few people were fatally injured.

For a while, screams were everywhere in the hall.

For these people, Hannibal was too lazy to finish them off, because they would all be food for the hounds of Tindalos anyway, and being alive would taste better for the hounds!

Just as Hannibal was about to move forward, suddenly a black shadow shot in from the door of the hall and rushed towards Hannibal. The black shadow was holding a dagger in his hand, pointing directly at Hannibal's neck. Faced with this sudden attack, Hannibal just took a step to the side and then walked past him.

The whole process was effortless and looked extremely easy.

After the shadow brushed past Hannibal, he ran a distance, then stopped, turned his head to look at Hannibal, then covered his neck with his hands helplessly, leaned against the wall, and watched Hannibal's back.

Puff!

A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out of the shadow's neck. The amount of bleeding was extremely shocking, and it was not something a human could do.

Then the shadow knelt on the ground weakly, and his hands fell from his neck weakly.

Gululu!

His head also fell from his neck weakly and rolled to the ground.

"What a disgusting smell... I didn't expect the high table to be mixed with you guys. It's really a nest of snakes and rats." Hannibal rubbed his nose, as if he smelled something bad, and stared at the door of the hall and said.

Hualala.

A group of people surrounded three black-robed people and rushed in from the door.

This group of people... No, they are not human at all.

They are a group of vampires! There are not many of them, only about ten people.

The three black-robed men looked at the tragic situation in front of them and said nothing, but stared at Hannibal.

"Hannibal... why do you want to go against our vampires?" The three black-robed men actually didn't care about the high table. It was just their white gloves, and it didn't have a higher priority than them.

Hannibal hated the vampires, and the mysterious side knew this. In Chicago, he and Daywalker Blade turned Chicago into a forbidden place for vampires. That year, at least thousands of vampires died in Chicago!

There are not many vampires, only about 10,000 or 20,000 in the United States, and the number will not exceed 150,000 worldwide. On the one hand, it is because vampire reproduction is very troublesome. Although vampires can reproduce sexually, the probability is very small, just like winning the lottery, it is definitely not a mainstream reproduction method. The mainstream reproduction method of vampires is still through the first embrace, but the first embrace is not an easy thing for any vampire individual, which will weaken itself, and the number of people a vampire can first embrace is also limited.

It has been said before that vampires are selfish. Unless they need it, they have very low motivation to reproduce on their own.

On the other hand, humans have always been the masters of this world. If vampires really reach a certain number...then they will definitely be destroyed and have no reason to survive. Humans are the masters of this world.

So the number of vampires has never been large.

Although the clans of the three black-robed men are extremely ancient among vampires and look down on other vampires, they still have a clear position when dealing with the outside world. Hannibal and Blade's actions of slaughtering vampires together are absolutely a shame in their eyes!

"Huh?" Hannibal really didn't expect the other party to ask him this. "Does this need a reason? You are vampires, I am a human, I hunt you...do I need a reason?"

The three black-robed men looked at each other and felt...that they had asked a stupid question.

Their positions are naturally opposite. It seems that they don't need another reason.

Of course, they are not without doubts.

That is...

"Are you considered human?"

"Hey, you are really too rude. How can you curse?" Hannibal shouted very unhappy.

The three black-robed men were silent and didn't want to respond at all.

"Forget it, I really can't talk to vampires. You guys just go to hell!"

Hannibal pulled out the Saint Killer!

At this moment, a vampire standing behind the three black-robed men suddenly jumped and pounced on Hannibal. They knew the effect of the Saint Killer very well.

But when the vampire rushed to Hannibal's position, he found that he had rushed to nothing. Hannibal was standing there just a moment ago. So he looked around with a look of doubt, trying to find Hannibal.

At this time, a dagger came from nowhere and lightly went around his neck. He only felt a chill in his throat, and then a hot and humid liquid gushed out. The throat made a low roar, and he wanted to use his ability to heal the wound, but unfortunately, he was horrified to find that his self-healing ability was ineffective! He struggled to stand up and wanted to seek help from his companions, but he fell to the ground after taking two steps. Under the flickering light, a large area of ​​dark liquid quickly covered the ground.

The death of his companions immediately made the vampires explode. For a moment, they all showed their green faces and fangs and rushed towards Hannibal.

They split into two groups, and two vampires rushed out from the front of the left and right teams. Hannibal waved his left and right hands at the same time, and the four flying knives disappeared. The four vampires who rushed to the front fell down. Two people were stabbed in the head and died immediately, and the other two were stabbed in the chest.

The two vampires whose chests were stabbed did not die. They were horrified to find that the wounds they were cut by the flying knives could not heal, and there was a burning pain spreading!

Poisonous!!!

They screamed for their companions to be careful.

But it was too late!

Hannibal's movements were always a little faster than theirs.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Hannibal held the Saint Killer, but he didn't fire a single shot.

The flying knives flew out in all directions, and a loud bang and several screams sounded at the same time. And Hannibal did not stop moving. He quickly rushed into the opening of the vampire's pocket array and broke through to a deeper position. His movements were too fast, and those vampires often fell to the ground without seeing Hannibal's movements clearly.

In fact, Hannibal didn't do much. After all, the throwing knives didn't require Hannibal to use any strange gestures to control them. They were completely based on Hannibal's mind.

These throwing knives were all products of Willis. It must be said that Willis was really a genius. He could be described as superb in knife manufacturing. The throwing knives he made were not only tough and sharp, but also had many small mechanisms hidden inside. For example, there was a very corrosive chemical agent hidden inside these throwing knives. It was this thing that made the vampire's super self-healing ability ineffective. Anyone scratched by a throwing knife would be immediately corroded by the chemical agent, and the body tissue would be destroyed quickly.

Whether it was a human or a vampire, they were all equal in front of this weird chemical agent.

Kai had decided to give this chemical agent to Kingsman for research. After all, a chemical agent that could kill a vampire... was really convenient. In the future, he wouldn't need silver to deal with vampires. Although the price of silver was not expensive, it was still a waste to spend it on vampires.

The three black-robed men also showed surprise in their eyes, but they didn't show any fear.

They are not those followers. These followers are not real vampires of their clan. If you must say, they should be considered interns. The clan they belong to is the one with the longest history among vampires. They are different from the vampires that flourished in Europe. They have been staying in their birthplace, the Promised Land, since ancient times.

So, they are also the most arrogant and exclusive vampires. They are very strict about their blood certification. These followers are only considered qualified to enter the Promised Land and become vassals. If they want to truly join the clan, they need more tests.

Of course, the reason why they can be so arrogant is naturally not just because of their long history. In the final analysis, it depends on the big fist.

The real son of the ancient blood is not comparable to ordinary vampires.

They are waiting, waiting for the best opportunity.

And the opportunity came immediately.

Hannibal's killing speed is very fast. In the blink of an eye, the vampires suffered heavy casualties, leaving only three vampires and the three black-robed men.

The three vampires were also seriously injured and only had one breath left.

One of the vampires was kneeling in front of Hannibal, with a big hole in his chest drilled by a flying knife, and he was about to die.

But at this moment, he looked up at Kai with red eyes! Then he rushed towards Hannibal at a completely different speed from before!

"For the Ancient Blood!!!!"

Hannibal thought it was just a flash of life, so he planned to chop his head with a knife. But just when he was about to make a move, the vampire suddenly exploded!

Countless sticky blood rushed towards Hannibal! ,

Hannibal was not a fool. This thing looked obviously wrong, so he naturally would not go up and cause bad luck, so he planned to run away, but the remaining two vampires also let out the same howl, and then exploded as well!

Countless blood turned into blood lines in the air, and then netted Hannibal in it at an incredible speed!

Ah!!!

The moment those blood lines netted Hannibal, a sharp pain occurred!

Even this severe pain affected Kai who was several blocks away!

Kai was leaning against his car, drinking coffee and waiting for Hannibal's killing, and then he went in to clean up.

But the sudden pain made him lose his grip on the coffee!

"Director, what's wrong with you?"

As the director's secretary, she didn't have to go to work, but Felicia was obviously curious about the Continental Hotel, so she followed. Seeing Kai's abnormality, she came over to check.

Kai's face was indeed not very good now. His face was pale and his forehead was even sweating. It was March in New York. The temperature at night was only one degree at most. It was definitely chilly. Sweating at this time, anyone with common sense would know that it was not good.

"It's okay... The sandwich I had in the afternoon seems to have expired." Kai waved his hand with great energy: "I'll go find a toilet, fuck, I hope there is a public toilet around here."

After saying that, Kai left. Felicia could clearly see that Kai's steps were a little shaky.

However, the matter was not that serious. It was just that he was caught off guard and was a little bit unbearable. It would be fine after a while.

However, the clone didn't seem to be doing well.

...

Hannibal knelt on the ground, and the flying knives that were originally floating above his head fell to the ground.

"Fuck... It's really uncomfortable." Hannibal raised his head and looked at the three men in black robes.

At this time, the three men in black robes finally took action. They took out their weapons and looked at Hannibal coldly.

"So many new bloods were sacrificed to trap you... Hannibal, you are so proud." One of the black-robed men said.

Another black-robed man said: "This also proves your value, Hannibal."

"Kneel down, pray for forgiveness, and offer loyalty to the ancient blood!"

The three people said one sentence each, like three and a half sentences.

Hannibal raised his head, showing a face full of cold sweat, and then smiled and said: "Fuck!"

The three did not react much, but held their weapons and said: "What a pity... the elder's kindness is in vain."

With a rumble, the ground sank, and a black-robed man rushed towards him. His figure turned into a fleeting phantom and appeared in front of Hannibal in an instant. Of course, this speed was just like that in Hannibal's eyes, and he could catch it, but unfortunately he could see it, but his body could not keep up.

Hannibal raised the Saint Killer and fired three shots at the guy in succession.

All missed!

Hannibal raised his head with surprise on his face, and stepped back slightly hurriedly. He didn't expect that his body's reaction was weakened so much!

The black-robed man tiptoed and dodged the bullet at a flashing speed, then pounced on him again in the air. The hands that were originally shrunk in front of his chest suddenly stretched out, and a slender sword stabbed towards Hannibal's head!

Hannibal rolled to the side in a panic and dodged the attack again, but his action rhythm was obviously a bit messy.

Silently, another black-robed man pounced from the ceiling behind Hannibal. And his pounce was also very gentle, just facing the back of Hannibal who was retreating.

Swish!

Hannibal found him and wanted to dodge, but unfortunately his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a thick quilt, and it was very difficult to move!

So he was hit.

The back was cut.

Hannibal distanced himself from them in a panic.

"Fuck! What did you do to me?"

The three black-robed men were silent. They were not idiots and would explain to the enemy. Idiots who are so stupid as to explain their moves to the enemy only appear in movies. Who would be so boring in real life?

It seems that the self-explosion of the three vampires before was not just a pain for Hannibal, but a curse.

Curses are exactly what Kai is not good at.

At this time, the third black-robed man, like a snake, quietly ran to Hannibal's head, hanging upside down, and gently inserted the big claws in his hands into his head.

Looking at the attacks that followed one after another, Hannibal considered whether to cancel the clone first.

But at this moment, the window of the hotel was suddenly smashed, and a man in leather jumped in!