Meiman: Sign In At The Beginning Of The Game

New York, a not-so-remarkable auto repair shop.

A brawny black man wearing a vest and sweaty dark skin sat on a metal chair with his hands and feet bound.

There is an iron rod in his mouth.

His face was full of pain.

Uh~~~

The painful expression made him almost bite off the iron rod, and the severe pain made him sweat continuously. Not far away, an old man with white hair was standing on the metal workbench, checking weapons, ammunition and equipment.

It seems that he has long been used to glancing at the strong black man from time to time.

I don't know how long it took, but the painful process finally passed. The black man's chest was heaving and he was panting violently, but his complexion improved a lot.

Seeing this, the old man put down the ordinary shotgun in his hand, walked over, and helped the black man untie the bondage.

"how do you feel?"

"As always~~"

After Blade undid the bondage, he stood up with an indifferent expression on his face. He turned around and came to a chair, picked up his own clothes and put them on, a black leather trench coat, and also put on the sunglasses on his body

"You seem desperate, Blade."

"On the Book of the Dead I found, there are ancient texts on it, the blood god descends, Whistler, this makes me have a very bad premonition."

Blade sunglasses later came to the workbench, and put the sword behind his back.

540 Whistler nodded: "I have gathered information that many Blood Clans in New York are conducting a large-scale operation, but I still don't know what this operation is.

"It should be the sequelae of the Century Building. Those bastards have already started to get nervous."

"So I need to act as soon as possible."

"You don't want to kill them directly?" Whistler Yaoyao nodded: "They hide very deeply, and it is very difficult for us to know them. w

"Also, you alone are not enough."

Is Blade strong? Definitely strong, as a person who adopted Blade since he was a child, he understands Blade’s strength very well, originally as a special trait of a half-vampire, its strength, speed, and reaction are not inferior to those of high-level Blood Clan, and he taught himself since childhood All means of hunting vampires.

Coupled with immunity to sunlight, this gives Blade the title of Daywalker.

It also made countless Blood Clan tremble.

But no matter how powerful Blade was, he still couldn't face a huge Blood Clan faction alone. Blade knew this very well, so he nodded and turned his head to look outside the factory gate.

"So, I called backup." (cibi)

"support?"

Whistler raised his eyebrows. At this moment, he suddenly heard a few beeps, and he arranged for an early warning signal to sound, which meant that someone was approaching.

When Whistler's face changed, he was about to react.

Only then did he realize that there were two figures standing outside the factory in the sunlight at some point.

With his back to the light, Whistler couldn't see his face clearly for a while. He frowned, and one hand was already on the handle of the gun under his armpit.

However, Blade remained calm, and rushed forward with strides.

Seeing Blade's appearance, Whistler immediately understood something, followed by a slight relaxation.

When they came outside the door, the two uninvited guests also came over.

At this time, Whistler saw the appearance of the two clearly.

He is obviously not of Caucasian appearance, but he is very handsome, and has a very tall and straight figure. The taller one is not inferior to Blade, wearing a fashionable coat and T-shirt, and Whistler is judging by his decades of experience as a vampire hunter.

These two young boys in front of them are not weak, from their walking posture to their eyes, they are absolutely terrifyingly strong.

At least Whistler felt that these two people standing in front of him were like two volcanoes waiting to erupt at any time. Once they erupted, they would be destroyed.

"Eric Brooks."

"Pietro Maximo."

"Seligai."

"Abraham Whistler."

It was Pietro and Seligai who came. The two sides looked at each other and introduced themselves. Pietro glanced at the transformation base of the auto repair shop, and the computers and weapons placed on the workbench in the distance.

With the addition of Whistler, the lame old man and Blade, the first impression he made was thorough.

Poor is definitely not poor, and there are all kinds of weapons and equipment, but they are a bit messy. In addition, his knowledge and knowledge can perceive two extremely contradictory auras of cold and hot on Blade.

Sergei and the Blade warrior looked at each other, and the former said, "You look a little weak."

"Hmm!!" Warrior Blade couldn't deny it and then said concisely: "I need your help."

"The blood god?"

"That's right, I slaughtered a bunch of vampires before, and found the Book of the Dead that records the history of the Blood Clan behind the freezer. I have no way to decipher the ancient Blood Clan text, but I know from the mouths of several pure-blood Blood Clans that they are plotting Let the blood god return to Blood Clan again."

"You want to strike first?"

Sergey said with great interest.

"I don't know what that blood god is, but it must be very important to Blood Clan to make those bastards fight so much." Blade said without thinking, as he hates Blood Clan, no matter what Blood Clan does, as long as he doesn't Let them be successful, that's enough.

"I like your idea."

Sergei affirmed Blade, he turned his head and glanced at Pietro and said, "So do you want to come and play?"

"It's boring anyway.

Pietro shrugged.

play? bored?

This short exchange made Whistler and Blade look at each other, needless to say for the latter, but the former felt his eyelids twitch. These two boys spoke very arrogantly.

From the tone of voice, it seems that the clan has already been grasped?

Whistler narrowed his eyes slightly, guessing the origins of these two people in his heart.

Blade doesn't care about that much, but as long as he can kill Blood Clan, he doesn't care what the real identities of Sergei and Pietro are. The reason he trusts Sergei is because he knows how powerful he is.

The Blood Clan who can single-handedly slaughter the entire Century Building.

And with such a short time, Blade thought he couldn't do it.

"Then starting from today, I have an informant, maybe I can know the lair of those people from him.

Blade has always been swift and decisive, and he is ready to act immediately when a cooperation is simply reached.

"OK, do you need our help?"

"Do you have a car?

The Blade warrior asked back.

"definitely..."

"Then fill up the gas, we need a fast and furious game tonight."

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