Dozo America

The lights of Tijuana, Mexico, shine in the night. This is the second largest city in Mexico. It borders San Diego in the United States. The road from San Diego to Tijuana is only 19 kilometers. You can get there by taking a tourist bus.

, and the inspection is relatively loose, but it is much stricter when coming to the United States, mainly to prevent Mexican stowaways.

The superficial prosperity of Tijuana during the day has been covered up by the night. Under the night is the darkness and filth hidden under the prosperity. In every dark corner of the city, someone is conducting drug transactions. From their vigilant eyes,

From their hurried footsteps and fierce eyes, it can be seen that they are not good people.

A thin figure walked on the dirty streets with sewage, and the leather shoes made a monotonous "ta-da" sound on the street. He was wearing a round-brimmed hat and a black suit.

This Xia Tian, ​​who is still quite jealous, is dressed in a rather unusual way, and appearing here makes people feel that he has an ulterior motive.

"I have reserved this place, please get out of the way, thank you!" The man wearing a top hat walked to the place where several young people gathered. Those young people had their arms exposed and were wearing short vests, shirtless underneath, and two

Showing their strong muscles, they looked at the man provocatively. Someone was whistling, and then they gathered around.

"Are you taking drugs?" The top hat man looked at these young people and asked expressionlessly. His accent had a very strong American accent. It was obvious that he was not good at Mexican language.

"Yes, we are taking drugs. Americans!" One of the stronger young men walked up to him, then stretched out his hand and pushed his chest, "You are looking for discomfort. Man, although we don't want to provoke Americans,

But...Julio, where is the American we killed last time?"

The young man named Julio was thinner, but looked very tall. He whistled, smiled loudly at the strong young man and said, "Yes. We cut her into pieces and threw her in."

The river may have fattened the fish here. Who knows."

The top hat man was suddenly stunned, and then sighed: "You killed an American woman?"

"Yes, so what?" Julio squeezed in front of the crowd and pushed back the top hat man. He looked at him provocatively and said. "We didn't just kill her, we also enjoyed it, knowing that we were being beaten by more than a dozen people.

What does it feel like for a man to be fucked to death? Otherwise, we can let you have a taste. Although I am not gay, I do not reject men!"

"Haha, Julio, you will die up here!" Someone laughed loudly, "Maybe you have AIDS. So you'd better wear that damn condom."

"Maybe he prefers to taste his shit for himself!" Someone also yelled and whistled unscrupulously. Then the man named Julio pushed the top hat man again. Then he warned him, "Listen,

Yankees, this is Mexico, I don’t need you to tell me what to do

You idiot, if you still dare to do this, you are asking for death. Go away, hurry up, don't show up in front of me again, I don't have much patience, I don't even mind killing an American, of course... you are not

The first one will not be the last one, you’d better remember it clearly!”

The man in the top hat did not move. He stood there quietly and looked at the man named Julio, just like a flagpole standing there. His polite eyes were hidden in the shadow of the hat brim, looking a bit eerie and scary.

It made the man named Julio a little uneasy, even a little inexplicably angry.

"Didn't you hear that? Get away, or I'll kill you!" As he said, Julio took out a revolver from his waist. It was a silver revolver that looked like it even in the dim light.

He took out a relatively shiny revolver, pointed it at the polite man, and roared at the top of his lungs.

The people around them all fell silent, and they couldn't help but take a step back. Although they had done murder before, killing an American on the street was still a bit risky, so they took a step back almost subconsciously.

To put some distance between yourself and that damn Julio.

"Damn it!" Julio clearly felt that his accomplices were retreating, so he turned back and yelled at them, "Have your balls been eaten by dogs? Come here and watch how I kill this arrogant man.

Americans, look, it’s me who is shooting, it’s me, not you. If you are afraid, just go home and suck your mother’s milk!” He waved the pistol in his hand with some disdain and some disdain.

He yelled fiercely at his companions.

"Julio, we... don't have to do this!" Even the strong man with tattoos at the beginning couldn't help but stop and persuaded Julio, "We can beat him up so that he can't find anything."

Mom, but... there is no need to use a gun, you know? This will attract the police."

"Are you afraid of the police?" Julio sneered, then aimed at the top hat man's forehead, pulled back the hammer of the pistol, and then looked at the top hat man and said coldly, "Kneel down and start from me.

If you crawl through your crotch, I will spare your life, or I will blow your head off right away." After saying that, he really spread his legs and stood in front of the top hat man.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" The top hat man looked at Julio, frowned, and suddenly asked.

"Yes, what's the problem? Or do you really want me to give you a hard time?" After saying this, the guy laughed loudly, turned around and looked at his companions who gathered around him again and laughed, "This is a

Damn it, I'll let him get into my crotch, or I'll piss him off and let him taste some Mexican beer."

"Get down, Yankee!" someone was urging loudly, but it was obvious that the American did not move. Instead, the strong man came over with a baseball bat, stood diagonally behind the top hat man, and suddenly pointed toward

He bent his leg and whipped it. If the stick hit him, the top hat man's leg would be useless.

"Suddenly -" there was a sound of a baseball bat in the air, but he didn't hit anything, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Not only was he stunned, but everyone was stunned for a moment, looking around.

At that moment, I saw the man standing behind the strong man, looking at him and saying, "You shouldn't do this."

"Damn it, that's what I should do!" The strong man cursed, turned around suddenly, and swept the baseball bat horizontally towards his back. However, he staggered several steps because of excessive force. Only then did he stagger.

Standing firm, he saw the man in the top hat standing in front of him and warned him again: "If you do this, I will fight back!"

"MD, die!" The thin man Julio came to his senses, pointed the gun at the top hat man and pulled the trigger. There was a "bang" sound. The bullet flew out. It flew diagonally towards the back of the top hat man's head.

Go, everyone was prepared for the moment when blood splattered, but... the bullets flew to nowhere.

"Shit!" Julio cursed, raised his gun and shot again, but still missed. The man was like a loach. Instead, he almost shot his companions. Two of them were almost shot.

He cursed Julio loudly: "Asshole. You almost killed me. Damn it. He's behind your back!"

When he turned around, he didn't see the man in the top hat, but he saw a big man as strong as an ox standing in front of him. He was startled. When he subconsciously wanted to raise his pistol, he was pinched by the thugs.

He held his neck, and then heard a crisp "click" sound of bones. Julio's head tilted, hanging limply beside him, and then he was thrown to the ground by the big man, as if thrown away.

Like a rag bag.

"Have you become kind?" The big man walked towards the top hat man standing not far away, "This is not because I know Preskin. I can clearly feel your changes. What has happened these days?

?”

"Be careful behind you!" The man in the top hat shook his head and warned.

The strong man swung the baseball bat and hit the big man. This time the force was very strong and very fast. He could even hear the sound of bones breaking when the baseball bat smashed his head, but... it was also tight.

Just about to hear it. He had smashed several people's heads with this baseball bat, but this time was an exception.

The baseball bat was pinched by the beater, and then the hand squeezed suddenly, and the hard baseball bat broke into pieces. Then the big man showed his sharp teeth at him and let out a roar. Suddenly, the group

The people were stunned, then screamed and ran away in all directions.

That wasn't a human at all, it was a monster. They saw the sharp teeth, shining coldly under the street lights, just like the legendary monster. They were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders split, their souls flew away, and they ran around rolling and crawling.

, some people were even scared to the point of peeing, and a fishy smell fermented in the air of the street.

The strong man was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. He trembled into a ball and stammered only one word repeatedly: "Spare me, spare me... God... God... save me..."

"Have you regressed?" The big man didn't even look at the strong man. He just looked at the man wearing a top hat in front of him. "When did your heart become so kind? If you had your past temper,

These people are already dead and cannot die anymore. They dare to challenge your patience, but they are impatient to live!"

"People change!" The man in the top hat said calmly.

"You are not a human being, you are a vampire. Only blood can keep you alive!" The big man shook his head, "Vampires should use blood to baptize their souls. Not long after we separated, you did this.

The changes, it seems you must have experienced something!"

"Yes, the things I have experienced have made me feel the possibility of being a human being, so... I choose to be a human being instead of continuing to drink blood!" The man in the top hat said, taking off his courtesy and shining in the moonlight

On his face, the light of the street lamp shone on his face, and there was actually a trace of rosiness on his somewhat pale face.

"God, you... how did you do that?" The big man couldn't help but exclaimed, and then tried to approach the top hat man. At this moment, Jean suddenly stopped, turned around suddenly, and heard a short sound.

"Ah!" The voice of that strong man

He tried to get up and run away, but as soon as he turned around, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. When he lowered his head and looked, a hand suddenly passed through his back, and there was sparkling blood, and there was a bullet on his hand that seemed to be still alive.

In the pulsating heart.(To be continued..)