American comics: This guy is crazy

Allen's behavior directly confused the five female vampires.

Usually, when they seduce men, they are almost drunk, and then once they show their fangs, they are all frightened to the point of death.

Suddenly there was such a proactive blood food, and I was a little overwhelmed.

"Come on, come on."

Allen deliberately lowered his collar to show off his white neck and boasted: "I shower often and there is no old skin on my neck."

It's hard to refuse hospitality, and it would be impolite not to smoke.

"You are such a cute little guy."

The five women showed their fangs one after another, and their eyes were already hungry.

He stepped forward and surrounded Allen, constantly approaching his neck, breathing slightly rapidly from his mouth.

Allen coyly said: "Just suck it, don't blow, I'm ticklish."

They didn't care so much, and the next second their lips couldn't wait to touch the skin of their necks.

Bah…

ah! ah! ah……

The fifth woman covered her mouth and asked angrily: "What did you put on your body?"

When their lips touched each other's skin, they felt a burning sensation.

"Hehe... I am the passionate young man who smokes when thrown into the river."

Allen looked at the fooled vampire with a proud look on his face.

On the way here, he passed by a restaurant, broke into the kitchen uninvited, took out garlic, refined it into garlic essence, and applied it on his body.

To prevent vampires from smelling garlic, deliberately add perfume to blend.

He is crazy, but not stupid.

"Kill him."

Realizing that he was being teased, the Vampire stopped playing tricks and extended his fingernails, revealing two sharp fangs. However, his upper and lower lips seemed to have been kissed by a red-hot iron and became charred and blurry.

"It seems that a hearty fight is unavoidable."

Allen jumped back, took a stance, and solemnly said: "Qingshan Jinfu Fist."

"..."

The five women looked at each other and then rushed forward.

Ah da.

Ah sprinkle.

Ah.

Ah, choking.

Oops.

The battle ended in five seconds. The five girls covered their eyes and grimaced in pain. They looked at Allen, who kept his chicken wings spread, and really couldn't understand how a mentally ill person could fight so well.

Although hybrids among mixed-bloods are almost the same as ordinary people, at least ordinary weapons cannot cause fatal injuries, but there is still pain after all.

"I won the championship in kickboxing for the first time in Southeast Asia in 1974. In 1980, I defeated the heavy gunner Thunder Dragon of the Chrysanthemum Kingdom. I was nicknamed the devil muscleman who can shock with his left hand and suck with his right hand."

As he spoke, Allen kept his hands in a tapered shape and grasped them.

"It doesn't matter whether he's a devil or a muscleman." One said disdainfully: "This is the home of the blood clan. There are all our own people downstairs. Call us up to deal with him."

If they were outside, they might immediately think of running away.

But this is the lair of the vampires, and the dance floor downstairs is full of vampires, and they can't kill an ordinary person.

Press the summons bell on the table and wait for the waiter to arrive.

They stared at each other for a long time, but no one came to check the situation, and they immediately realized something was wrong.

At the bottom of the mixed-race hierarchy are male mixed-race men, who generally serve as waiters and specialize in handling corpses.

When wandering around at night, after all, there are more men. With thin arms and thin legs, you have to consider whether you can beat others.

Therefore, he can only serve as a waiter in the lair and eat the leftovers left by his kind.

Allen looked out the window of the box, where he could just overlook the dance floor.

At this moment, a black man in black clothes, black trousers, a windbreaker and black sunglasses, holding a sharp sword, was killing people as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

With one strike from the sword, the vampire instantly turned into ashes.

If he wasn't a Blade Warrior, who else could he be?

"You are miserable."

Allen turned back and grinned: "The protagonist of the vampire plot is here."

main character?

The five girls looked confused when they heard this.

Blade is the villain in the eyes of the Vampires, always chasing and hunting them, just like Batman is in the hearts of Gotham criminals.

When I heard the name, I was so scared that I peeed three times. How could I be regarded as the protagonist?

Blade Runner Eric Brooks wiped out a bunch of vampires without forgetting to put on an embarrassing look.

You must be handsome when fighting, and you must be posing. Sunglasses are the essence, and you must pay attention to the person at first glance.

At this time, a black shadow fell, and it was Batman Bruce.

"Blade, Eric Brooks?"

"Batman, Bruce Wayne?"

The two looked at each other, nodded, and shook hands to show respect.

Gotham City suddenly encountered a vampire invasion. The members of the Bat Family have returned to the cities that need to be protected. Bruce was caught in a dilemma and had no choice but to seek help from the Eyes of the Sky and S.H.I.E.L.D.

In fact, there are too many vampires, and one person cannot do all the things he wants.

On weekdays, he can solve criminals one by one, but that doesn't work for the vampire problem, which mainly causes harm to the people.

After all, criminals have no intention of torturing ordinary people, and they will not be able to break out gold coins even if they die, so they naturally focus on bankers and capitalists.

Therefore, Batman wants to fight crime, but he is also a capitalist.

"Frey has already told me about the situation." Eric said coldly: "I will not let the vampires destroy Gotham."

"Thank you very much for your help. I hope to rescue the Gotham citizens kidnapped by the vampires first."

During this period of time, Gordon provided information that at least thousands of people were missing, excluding homeless vagrants, which gave Bruce a premonition that something big was going to happen.

"It may be hopeless."

Eric said bluntly: "Once transformed into a vampire, it is impossible to turn back into a human after drinking blood. Under the constant erosion of bloodthirsty instincts, the consciousness will fall and you will no longer be human."

Bruce was silent for a while, but still insisted: "I hope to try to save it."

He has found out that the vampire invasion is a conspiracy of the Court of Owls. Everything was caused by him, so he does not want to see innocent people involved.

"It's up to you, but let me tell you something in advance. Once it is determined that they cannot be rescued, I will definitely take action to eliminate them." Eric said.

"Can."

Bruce is not the Virgin either. Infected people who cannot be saved will inevitably become vampires, thereby causing harm to more innocent people. Stopping losses in time is a necessary measure.

"Abat!"

Allen leaned out of the window and shouted: "Go up to the second floor and sit down, I'll give you some lady."

After finishing speaking, Allen retracted his head and gave the vampire woman who was about to escape a hard punch.

"you know?"

"Um."

Allen's sudden appearance caught Bruce off guard.

Originally, the first thing I thought of when the vampires invaded was Allen, but when I went to Arkham Asylum and saw no one there, I looked for another way.

The two of them walked up the stairs to the second floor and heard a sound of fists and kicks in front of the treasure chest door.

"Broken body and broken milk fist."

“Silicone popping feet.”

"The girl goes into the sea and palms."

"The old bustard comes back and points his finger."

"Macho man sucks his legs"

…

When he pushed the door open, he saw Allen punching and kicking five female vampires huddled in the corner, as if he was the heinous person who forced girls into prostitution.

The five girls had bruises on their noses and swollen faces, and were trembling like quails in fear.

It's so humiliating. It's really shameful to let a mentally ill person get beaten up and spread it to other people.