mindless

Moreover, the sound of the gunshots was extremely thin, almost inaudible, obviously with a silencer.

Everyone in the chamber was shocked!

All the limbs grew dark gray hair instantly, their nails turned into wolf claws, their fangs elongated, their faces were ferocious, full of violent and murderous aura.

Ethan Adolf shouted loudly: "Don't mess around! The two closest to the door go out and inform the lower ranks in the clan to find a bunker or lie down on the ground! All the big wolves will come with me!"

About ten werewolves with a strong breath followed Ethan and left the meeting room with a whoosh, disappearing without a trace.

Eleven big wolf generals, under the night, quickly shuttled through the wolf ridge.

Here they are too familiar.

And they don't need to rely on ballistics to determine the direction. Werewolves have an extremely developed sense of smell, and they can find the place to shoot as long as they follow the faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

About two minutes later, they arrived at their destination.

But no one was found.

This is on a hillside five kilometers away from the meeting hall, which is already out of the range of Langling.

Ethan squatted down, sniffed the ground, frowned and said, "It only smells like fire and metal. This person must have done special treatment to cover up his own smell."

The other big wolf general looked solemn, and looked in the direction of the meeting hall, "It's at least five kilometers away, and it's still such a night with poor vision, this man's spear skills are terrible."

Ethan stretched out his hand, sensed the temperature on the haystack on the ground, and his expression changed slightly.

"Not only that, it took up to 2 minutes from when he shot to when we came here, but the ground was already cold, which means that he didn't lie here for a long time to ambush and snipe, maybe he just got down and shot right after he came, and then left By the way, do you know what that means?"

The eyes of the other big wolf generals showed surprise.

He didn't come here to prepare in advance, and he didn't set up anti-chasing traps, so he didn't take the werewolf seriously.

Want to kill, kill casually.

You can't find me yet.

It's like you are watching TV in the living room with your family, and someone opened the door openly, took one of your favorite treasures, and left gracefully, but your whole family didn't notice the whole process.

Is this a burglary?

No, this is blatant contempt and disdain.

Because that treasure itself does not belong to you, you snatch it from others, and others just come in and take it back openly, but you don't even know how they came in and how they left.

A big wolf general roared: "How is it possible! How could they be so familiar with Langling! Not only do they need to know the exact location of our meeting hall, but they also need to know the time."

Anger began to rise in Ethan's eyes, "This is not the scariest thing, I now think that they deliberately took a special plane to enter the country to let us know, to attract our attention, and then hide and attack them one by one, hateful Chinese! Let's do it! Let's go back to the meeting hall!"

Lulando, Birmingham.

There is such a saying in Birmingham.

The clouds over Birmingham are all cigar smoke.

The water in the Birmingham River is made into whiskey.

Today happened to be Christmas, and there was still an endless stream of people smoking cigars on the street and people drinking in bars.

But there is a group of people who no longer care about leisure and enjoyment.

That is the vampire.

At this moment, their church was already full of people, most of them were full of horror, and some even sat on chairs with trembling legs.

Lisztkar was on the high platform of the church, his face so gloomy that he could drip water.

A vampire earl was reporting anxiously in a low voice: "Duke Liszt, from Christmas Eve last night to now, this is the fourth earl to die. The way of death is exactly the same. His whole body was burnt black. Although this is not a king-level level, but it is also something that can only be done by the best in the duke class.

Now people are in panic, many of us are afraid to go out, we can only hug together in the church, for fear that we will become the fifth one. "

Last night, Lisztkar was here, and he said harshly, saying that this is their own home field, and as long as they set up the game in advance, Huaxia will definitely come back.

But today my face was swollen.

Facts have proved that talking nonsense usually means a big defeat.

Just finished talking about Christmas Eve, how to lure the enemy into deep, how to ambush, let Huaxia fall into the trap step by step.

As a result, a bunch of people were so frightened that they hid in the church at Christmas and dared not even come out.

The most annoying thing is that four people have already died, but Liszt has no clues at all.

I don't know who it is, what method is used, and when to start.

These Chinese people are like ghosts. Every time they appear, they take away a vampire and then disappear.

Lisztkar has tried every means to track down the clues of these people, and even used the government of Lulan Kingdom two hours ago to mobilize ordinary people to search for suspicious Chinese people.

But still nothing.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon on Christmas Day, the sun is shining brightly, but the temperature is frighteningly low.

Vampires themselves can't feel warmth or coldness, but now they always feel a coolness coming from behind.

Lisztkar grasped the railing on the high platform of the church with both hands, and slowly clenched it, the hard metal was deformed and twisted by pinching.

In the end, it was torn off by Lisztkar with a click!

"These bastards! Knowing that it is inconvenient for us to fight during the day, you know how to sneak up on us in the dark and use shady tricks! They dare not fight us openly!"

Seeing the enraged Liszt, all the vampires in the audience were even more afraid.

It's not because he's afraid of Liszt, but because Liszt is so angry, it means he's helpless.

Only when the skills are inferior to others, can such aggrieved anger be caused.

At this time, from outside the church, a vampire hurried in through the door, with a hint of joy on his face, holding a small piece of something in his hand, like some kind of plant.

"Duke Lister, I found something!"

Everyone was overjoyed, and Liszt immediately said loudly: "Hurry up."

The vampire spread out his hands, and in his palm lay a black-purple flower petal.

"Is this the petal of the Queen of the Night?" Liszt pondered.

Queen of the Night is a kind of tulip flower, the petals are black and purple, and it is a rare species.

The vampire nodded and said, "Yes, I found this on the No.4 dead count, near his neckline."

Liszt looked thoughtful, and after a while, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Queen of the Night, only Mont Saint-Michel has it. Judging by the freshness of this petal, it is obvious that they just picked it last night. So they Hiding there, no wonder I couldn't find it.

I know their plan, listen up everyone!All counts and above, follow me to Mont Saint-Michel at seven o'clock tonight!Hunt those despicable Chinese people! "

All the vampires got rid of the unknown fear and sense of loss when they heard Lisztkar's inspiring shouts.

To put it bluntly, he was in high spirits and full of interest.

To put it in an ugly way, it is called grinning, showing a fierce look.

It seemed as if he wanted to bite off the necks of the seven Chinese people immediately and suck their blood dry.