Song of Blood and Wine

Midnight, three o'clock in the morning

The bitter demon wind blows on the black streets, and the dim street lights next to the streets just make the black look more intense.

Leaving the ruined alley, completely unleashing the power of Blood Race bloodline, and inheriting the memory and experience of his mother, the silver-haired young man, George Lucifer, the first thing he thought of was going to Reaper. Stronghold and find his father, and ask him why not to rescue his mother.

"Taking a taxi in the middle of the night to such a parking lot is not mental illness or a thief."

With the driver's muttering, George pushed open the taxi door and stepped on again. Go to the place where father works, the place that once made his whole body nervous-Reaper branch.

"di! di! di!" With no one around, George ran to the elevator position, and according to the method taught by the Reaper Masters before, according to the elevator floors in the specified order—— In other words, enter the access code.

"Certified."

The waiting time for the elevator seems to be as long as a century. Fortunately, the elevator finally reached the parking lot smoothly, and George's uneasy heart It also stabilized slowly as the elevator descended slowly.

"ka-cha!"

The elevator stopped at the bottom of the base smoothly, and as the metal door of the elevator opened slowly, George did not see what he expected The scene of people coming, people going, on the contrary...

It is very dark and without light, and the silence that matches this darkness perfectly!

Of course, for George, darkness is no longer a problem. After releasing the power of Blood Race, George can easily see everything in the dark.

As the pupils slowly turned red, the scene hidden in the dark appeared before his eyes!

Sandbags piled up to a height of half a person, fully armed Reapers, heavy machine guns, flamethrowers, and several snipers in the distance, all their muzzles are pointed at...

"Me?!"

Aware of the seriousness of the matter, George immediately turned his head, but unfortunately the door of the elevator at the back has been closed. He has only one road in front, a dead end——

Within George's visible range, the ground is covered with solidified oil. This terrifying strategic material is more lethal than the heavy machine gun on the opposite side.

While George concentrated attention completely alerting all around, dozens of spotlights shone on his face. The transition from too dark to too bright made his eyes temporarily blind. , And even produced some vomiting.

"Little fresh meat, if I were you, I would not go one step further." Sister Yao's voice came across from the other side. The heavy infrared ray in her hand is now firmly locking on George Chest!

"Yaoelder sister, what is going on?" George's voice was full of anger and incomprehension.

"Before I answer your question, I need you to answer one of my questions." Sister Yao's voice suddenly became ruthless, "Are you a human or a vampire now!"

"I am a human...No, I am also a Blood Race! I have the same power as Blood Race, but I don't have fangs, I can't suck blood...I can't tell whether I am a human or a Blood Race!"

George tried hard to explain his current situation, but this question quickly stunned him.

"In short, my mother sealed my power in order to allow me to live in the human world, but just now I was attacked by the vampire of the Mammon family and the seal was lifted. Apart from the first time, I did not Change, I am me! Yao elder sister, I need your help!"

Silence, contrary to the strong light brought by dozens of spotlights, the battle that was ready to go has returned to terrifying. silence. As the son of Shun Captain, everyone here knows his existence; however, Shun is not there, everyone in the Reaper branch is waiting for Vice Captain Yao's order. Pulling the trigger or finishing the work requires only one order from her.

"You said you haven't changed, prove it to me." After a long silence, Sister Yao gave him a chance to perform.

Thinking about it, George slowly untied the linen bag behind him, revealing the long sword inside. Even though it has been about two hours since the previous battle, the coldness on this spoils of war has not diminished.

Next, George slammed the long sword out, and the long sword was inserted into the top of the up ahead sandbag at a clever angle. Behind him, a robust man with a belly can just pull out the long with one hand. sword.

Although the action of throwing the long sword into the sandbag is somewhat offensive, it is much safer than throwing it on the ground full of solidified gasoline and wiping out a spark. Even more how, George is also betting on the fat Master Yu who once taught him various mechanical operations, would he also want to attack him?

Sure enough, Reaper, who was next to Fatty Yu, saw the sword flying over and raised the spear head nervously, but was pressed down by Fatty Yu.

"Master Yu, this is the weapon that the opponent lost when I just fought, with the words Mammon family written on it. You can check the authenticity."

With doubts With expression, Fatty Yu pulled out the long sword on the sandbag. The moment long sword started, the fat man with rough palms could not help but shiver.

Fatty Yu weighed it up, and after carefully observing the long sword, he told everyone his conclusion: "It is verified, it is a saber that can only be possessed by a real high vampire. ."

"Very good." Sister Yao's voice added a hint of praise. "Young man, don't you tell us, why would you fight the higher vampire of the Mammon family?"

Why? Gu Yue's silhouette popped out of George's mind. Do you need to mention your love history with the former Masters? George had the answer soon in his heart.

"In short, I soaked that vampire horse!" George's muffled voice resounded throughout the hall.

After a short silence, although George could not see in the spotlight, he clearly heard the laughter coming from all corners, covering his mouth but couldn't help but hold back.

"Your family, it is true that there must be a father, there must be a child... Forget it, let me call it a day, shovel the asphalt on the ground for me, whoever has the idea, who shovel... "Sister Yao's order came down, and everyone returned to their posts with small guns and cannons. Only Fatty Yu picked up the shovel with a reluctant expression. It seemed that the idea of ​​using asphalt instead of solidified oil was his idea.

"Master Yu, why?" Pulling the corner of Fat Yu's clothes, George quietly probed his mouth.

"What and why? Why did you know that you came here? Nonsense, your dad always let us watch you every time before going on a business trip. Even your previous battles we watched live through remote monitoring, how could we not know Your positioning. Originally, the whole army was asked to rush over to support you, but you actually killed it, and our car came back halfway through the drive. What didn’t expect is that you ran over instead, and sister Yao was worried that you were awakened. After those forces that do not belong to human beings, will they also awaken some unfavorable thoughts to humans, so I have to force you to make it clear first."

Speaking of this, Fatty Yao bends down with him. The fat waist said to George in a softer voice: "The girl wanted to use real solidified oil. I was afraid that it would not be able to collect it. I quietly mixed it with a bit of asphalt, so the burning speed would be slower. As a result, She actually exposed it on the spot, damn it, I don’t want face! You brat waited in her office and remembered to pretend not to know, do you know?"

Finally Fatty Yu gave George one" "You know" eyes drove him to Sister Yao's office.

George who didn't know whether to cry or laugh opened the door of Yao's office, only to find that she was not in the office. With his knowledge of Yao Sister, George clearly understands the lifestyle habits of this strong woman-she would rather sweat a day in the training room at the back of the office than lie down in the Boss chair in the office for an hour.

even more how, Sister Yao’s imaginary enemy will always be a vampire acting in the dark, so her training room will only light up when she is not training, and now, the door of the training room is open. And there is no light in it, that is to say--

"asking monarch to enter the urn, it is the style of Yao sister."

Helplessly shook the head, George paced , Walking into the darkness with a tight nerve step by step, I dare not have any care in my heart.

This training room that once dominated all the wounds on his body is not a joke. If you don’t pay attention, there will be a dagger on his head...

For example, now!

When a slight sky-splitting sound rang in George’s ears, George had already made a forward evasive movement with all his strength. Based on his knowledge of Yao sister, when she was stealth, she Only when the dagger is about to stab its prey, it will accelerate with full force, which can ensure that it can be killed in one blow without being discovered to the greatest extent!

"shua!" Even though she had already made an evasive action, Sister Yao's dagger still slashed through the T-shirt on George's back, pulling a huge hole in his clothes.

"Is it the real guy this time?" George, who had escaped the blow, quickly slipped a dagger from the weapon rack beside him. Feeling the fierce pain in his back, George really shuddered by the faintly discernable murderous aura in the air, and his mentality that had been relaxed because of the misunderstanding was tightened again.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

In the training room, there were bursts of golden and iron fighting voices. After Sister Yao’s 1st Strike failed to completely hit George, she Changing to a frontal attack, George only felt that he was facing strong wind and swift rain with fists and cold glow. Even with his existing reaction and speed, he could barely block her attack.

Sister Yao’s close kung fu is very good. The skills that she has honed day and night to this day are no longer relying on faster speed or greater strength to bridge the gap. Faced with this, not one drop of water can Leak out's onslaught, Blood Race's blood control technique or fogging technique can't be distracted at all!

"When you are in a defensive battle, be patient and defend, only patience can win!"

In a trance, Yao's previous teaching flashed through his mind quickly.

Defense is a last resort. Offense is the best defense. This is an eternal principle. However, defense can also be a foreplay waiting for an opportunity to fight back. The weak spot of the offensive team is often obvious, especially after a missed hit and short-term exhaustion.

"Ding!"

The cold glow in Sister Yao's hand is from bottom to top, with a tricky blow at the angle of a blow to the dagger that crooked George's defense, exposing his head defense In the middle of the gap, Sister Yao's wrist turned slightly, and after removing the momentum of the dagger attack, she pierced George's face with all her strength.

It is a danger, but also an opportunity!

George leaned back and took the posture of an iron bridge. Then he hit the ground with his left palm and used the power of recoil to maintain his figure for half a second. Taking this opportunity, George’s right The foot quietly swept Sister Yao's center of gravity leg, causing her to lose her balance.

As George had hoped, Sister Yao did fall down, but with the strength of her fall, she even took advantage of the opportunity to stab her dagger directly against George!

"Ding!"

It was another dagger confrontation. From the top to the bottom, Yao sister pressed the dagger down with great strength. However, in this position, she fell down instead. George on the ground can give full play to his strength.

"Hah!"

Following George’s low growl, Sister Yao was thrown out and hit the wall of the training room heavily. Before she could respond, George The dagger had been put on her neck.

"Yao elder sister, count me as winning this time." Gasping for air, George said laboriously. For him, the confrontation just now was not easy at all.

"It seems that Xiao Xianrou has finally grown up. Yes youngster, you finally won." Sister Yao, on the other hand, did not have heavy breathing, and there was no excessive fatigue that caused trembling muscles, only A stab wound on her wrist and slight sweat on her forehead proved that she had just "strenuous exercise".

"Yao elder sister, you are injured, let's bandage it." When he noticed the knife wound on sister Yao's wrist, George was very distressed and very guilty.

"Don’t unsatisfied the youngster, this wound was cut by myself before you came. You want to hurt me, it’s ten thousand years earlier!" Sister Yao explained to him with a smile, "If you Really become a vampire, you will slowly lose your mind when smelling the smell of blood, and become a wild beast who only knows to go crazy and attack. Vampire calls it blood addiction. Now it seems that you have no blood addiction, and the part of your sense that belongs to humans remains the same. Being alive, very good!"

Ignoring the injury on her hand, Sister Yao walked to the door and motioned to George to follow.

"Now you can talk to me, what do you need us to help you do?"