American comics: This guy is crazy

In the sky, Dracula and the purebloods were fighting.

Allen raised his head and watched the battle, not worried at all about being involved.

"Should we withdraw first?" Marianne asked worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? You are a vampire hunter."

Allen remembered that she was a descendant of the Van Helsing family who came specifically to hunt Dracula, so why did she chicken out.

"I wasn't fully prepared."

After thousands of years, maybe Dracula no longer has much affection for the Van Helsing family.

Marian didn't want to risk her life. After all, her family had so much property and she was a rich woman. It was not worthwhile to sacrifice too much without enjoying enough at such a young age.

"Say it like I'm ready."

Allen said confidently: "I'm not afraid, and you don't have to be afraid."

"I am leaving."

As soon as the words fell, Marianne fled into Gotham City.

Looking at the fleeing figure, Allen said disdainfully: "Haha..., vampire hunter, I think he is an escape hunter."

The Van Helsing family has become worse from generation to generation, and has long lost its original firm belief.

In this materialistic modern world, few people are willing to work as monster hunters.

Moreover, like the Van Helsing family who specializes in hunting down a target, not every generation has the opportunity, so over time they don’t pay that much attention to it.

If SHIELD hadn't come to her door, Marianne wouldn't even want to get involved in such a mess, and would rather go to the Aegean Sea for a relaxing vacation.

Most people choose to work as monster hunters. Basically, their loved ones have been killed by monsters, and they hunt monsters endlessly out of revenge.

Boom! !

Two corpses fell from the sky.

It was the Blood Baron. There was a hole in their heart. It was obvious that Dracula directly crushed his heart.

Bang!

The vampire earl fell heavily to the ground, his limbs were extremely twisted, and his bones were all shattered. His body squirmed and struggled to get up.

The next second, a foot stepped on his back.

Allen stepped on the vampire earl and said proudly: "Boy, you were not very arrogant just now. You didn't expect that Dracula and I are in the same group."

"Since when have we been a team?"

Dracula revealed his true form and looked at him with a questioning look on his face.

"It is now."

Allen stepped on the vampire Earl under his feet and said, "Boss, I'll keep an eye on it for you. Don't worry, he can't escape."

Dracula was confused.

The brain circuitry of this mental illness is a bit difficult to understand.

Right off the bat, check out The Vampire Bride first.

Walking to the trolley, he lifted the vampire bride's chin with one hand. She looked like she was just unconscious, and her expression couldn't help but relax.

Now he is preparing for the Blood God Ceremony. Dracula does not want to give his true blood to create a bride, and he is not sure whether he can cope with the next situation when his strength is weakened.

After all, there is a prince among the purebloods, and it is even possible for the ancestor to visit Gotham in person.

Didi didi...

A spherical object made a ticking sound in the arms of the vampire bride.

Dracula frowned in confusion, hearing Allen's proud words in his ears.

"Idiot, you've been fooled."

Bang!

In an instant, dazzling ultraviolet light erupted.

At this moment, Allen put on his goggles at some point and looked towards the direction of the explosion with a grin.

It makes sense to carry a UV grenade with you when you go out.

Just now, Allen deliberately made a false surrender to lower Dracula's alert.

Last time, Dracula would not believe the trick of pretending to surrender to the Court of Owls, so he changed his strategy.

Ultraviolet light shines through.

None of the vampire counts under Allen's feet were spared, and turned into ashes in the unwilling roar.

Originally, Allen, who was wearing a proud smile, had a frozen expression.

He saw a charred figure standing next to the cart, steaming from his body, but not like a vampire.

Suddenly I remembered that ultraviolet sunlight could not kill Dracula.

"I feel a little uncomfortable today. I'll have sex with you tomorrow."

Allen didn't even look back.

First he took two or three steps, then he started running wildly with his arms swinging.

The blackened dirt on Dracula's surface fell off piece by piece, and due to its powerful self-healing ability, it returned to its original state within a minute.

"I am going to kill you."

The next moment, he transformed into a swarm of bats and chased away.

Marianne was trembling while hiding on the roof, preparing for a sneak attack.

She didn't really escape, but looked for a hidden position and waited for a critical moment to give Dracula a fatal blow. As a result, seeing Allen angered Dracula.

He immediately gave up the idea of ​​a sneak attack and huddled on the roof of the building, not daring to say a word.

"Idiot, come after me, hehehehe..."

Allen ran wildly, sarcasticly sarcastic, not afraid at all, on the contrary, he was very happy with it.

The chase led into an alley.

Allen stopped, took off his goggles and lowered his head slightly, as if waiting for the other party.

For a moment, Dracula's real body stopped not far away, carefully looking around, worried that there was another ambush.

Suddenly, Allen raised his head and looked at the other person, with a confident smile on his face and a joking look in his eyes.

"Pretending to be a ghost."

Dracula's eyes were focused, and his spiritual magic was activated.

The four classic spells of the Vampire Clan.

Psychic confusion, bat summoning, bat incarnation, and blood control.

It's just that Professor

In fact, mind control abilities can be resisted by agents who have received professional mind training.

After a minute of stalemate, Allen always looked calm, and Dracula simply gave up the spell and walked straight towards him.

"first step."

When he took a step, Allen raised a finger and counted to himself.

"Step two."

Dracula took the second step, and Allen raised another finger, making him hesitate to take the third step, and many conjectures suddenly arose in his heart.

"third step."

This time, Allen put his thumb on the first two fingers and made a finger-snap motion. The smile on his face gradually became more and more obscene with pride.

It's a scam!

A thought flashed through his mind, and Dracula instantly transformed into a bat and fled into the sky.

Allen stared blankly at the direction in which Dracula was escaping, and put down his raised hand for a long time.

"It slipped. It almost leaked."

Yes, Allen was being pretentious.

He doesn't have the ability to predict the future, so naturally he can't set traps in advance. It's just a psychological game.

Apparently, Dracula failed to see through Allen's bluff.

Through the secret passages scattered throughout Gotham City, Allen returns to Arkham Fortress.

"Unita Sensen, please open the door."

"Welcome back, Commander."

As the metal door opened, Unita's hologram greeted her at the door.

"Unita Sensen, your chest is quite big. I suspect it is a tumor. When I was in the League of Assassins, I learned Chinese medicine from Chelsea and I can help you take a look for free."

Allen had a mean look on his face, and his gums were exposed.

"Commander, please respect yourself. Unita is just a string of data and has no corresponding functions." Unita said sternly.

Allen touched his chin and said seriously: "Why do I feel more exciting? Jie Jie Jie..."