My double is steve

Chapter 886 Do you...want to guess what my "C" refers to?

A few days later, somewhere in a slightly dark reception hall.

"So according to what you mean..." The one-eyed man wearing a cowboy hat was sitting on a stool, with a strange tone: "Do you want to hire our group of mercenaries to help you deal with the monsters?"

"That's right."

Integra nodded slowly: "To be more precise, what you need to deal with is the legendary vampire."

"Huh? Vampire?"

However, after hearing this, the group of mercenaries behind the one-eyed man couldn't help but burst out laughing: "The rich people in London are so awesome, they actually spend a lot of money for something like this that doesn't exist."

"Yeah, that's just stupid."

"Isn't this something from fairy tale books to scare children?"

After all, they were mercenaries who licked blood with their swords. Even though Integra was their employer, they had no intention of concealing their laughter at this moment, and the whole hall was suddenly filled with happy air.

"Okay, stop laughing now."

Fortunately, the one-eyed young man at the head stopped shouting and then looked at Integra: "Are you sure this thing really exists?"

"It's just that you don't know."

In front of outsiders, Integra looked majestic: "To be more precise... we deliberately didn't let you know that we are the Hellsing Knights of the Royal Church, which was established a hundred years ago. The truth behind this long-standing covert activity is to destroy this monster while simultaneously burying the evidence of its existence.”

"As long as you drink blood, you will never die."

"Throwing silver objects and holy water at them, nailing their hearts with white wooden stakes, and finally cutting off their heads and burning them to ashes is our job."

"Of course."

At the end of the sentence, Integra pushed up his glasses calmly: "It's okay if you want to refer to the fairy tale book."

"this……"

Perhaps because he was suffocated by Integra's momentum, the one-eyed young man was also a little confused.

"Can't you understand through words?"

Integra glanced at the other party, and then pointed directly to a place not far away: "Okay... then let you see it with your own eyes, this is a vampire!"

"What?"

The one-eyed young man turned his head and took a look.

As a result, after looking at it like this, the one-eyed young man discovered that there was a young girl standing in the corner.

The other party was wearing a goose-yellow tight-fitting police uniform with a bulging chest... Beneath the ultra-short skirt of the police uniform were two straight long legs, wearing white silk high socks, and thick socks on his feet. Military boots.

At this moment, he probably felt the collective gaze of the mercenaries.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on her face, and then she glanced to the side.

"……ha?"

The one-eyed young man was stunned when he saw this, and then he stood up from the stool and walked towards the other party: "Well, are you the legendary vampire?"

"Ah ha ha……"

Hearing the other party's questioning tone, the policewoman laughed awkwardly: "I... I should be, right?"

"Hahaha, she said she is a vampire!"

However, in the next second, the one-eyed young man here couldn't help but laugh. He turned to his team members and said, "I can kill ten vampires like this."

"Uh, Miss Integula."

The policewoman was obviously not good at dealing with this situation. She looked at Integura nervously: "I, I seem to have been laughed at by them."

"It doesn't matter."

Integra smiled confidently: "Then you prove it to them..."

"Miss! Be careful!"

It's a pity that before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered the anxious voice of the butler Walter outside the door: "Please stay away from the wall! Hurry!"

"What?"

Integra was stunned when he heard the sound outside the door.

As a result, in the next second, a solid shadow extended directly through the wall. Akat, wearing a large red trench coat, slowly walked out of the wall, with a manic smile, and stood directly in front of Integra in front of.

"Acat?"

Integra was a little surprised when he saw this: "Why are you here..."

"boom!"

Without warning, a huge noise came from the wall on the other side.

Immediately afterwards, the wall exploded instantly, and Fang Mo walked straight out of it as smoke and dust filled the air.

And when the wall exploded, a lot of rubble and the like were also shot out by the missiles. Integra subconsciously wanted to raise her hand, but she was blocked by Akat's tall figure. The stone hit Akat's body, but fortunately the vampire's body was relatively strong, so it didn't cause any serious damage.

But the mercenaries on the other side were not so lucky.

These splashing stones were quite dangerous, and they were very sudden, so many mercenaries were directly hit directly.

Even the leader of the mercenary group.

The one-eyed young man with blond hair and a cowboy hat was also hit between the eyebrows by a sharp piece of concrete. At this moment, he fell to the ground with his head up, and blood began to pour out.

"General Wang!!!"

When Integra saw this, his blood pressure suddenly increased: "Is there no door in this hall? Why do you have to break through the wall to get out!?"

"Laughing to death."

However, Fang Mo just raised his head and said: "You still want me to come through the door, huh... there is no door!"

"I……"

Integra was obviously unable to hold on any longer, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Do you know how hard it is for me to rebuild the main castle of this manor! Can you stop causing trouble?!"

"Why should I listen to you? Do you think I am a Qing Dynasty zombie?"

Fang Mo casually patted the dust on his shoulders: "Hey, British guy, your dream that never sets is over."

"you……"

The blood vessels in Integra's forehead were about to burst.

"Oh, have you found the foreign aid?" However, Fang Mo stopped paying attention to the other party and turned to look at the group of mercenaries next to him: "Huh? Why are they all looking so dead? I feel like I won't live long. ah……"

"You...what the hell are you!?"

Seeing Fang Mo turning his head to look at him, the mercenaries took a step back with obvious fear: "Really, is it really a monster?!"

"No, buddy, why are you still hurt?"

Fang Mo ignored the others and instead noticed the mercenary captain lying on the ground. This guy had a lot of roles in the original work, and he also fell in love with the policewoman. As a pure lover, Fang Mo certainly appreciated it. He was surprised, so he came over happily: "Do you need treatment? I am a doctor hired by Hellsing with a high salary."

"Treatment?"

The one-eyed young man glanced at the thick layer of blood stains on his hands: "Then... please."

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry."

Fang Mo nodded immediately when he heard the words, and then pulled out a huge sickle from his hand, and then slashed it down before the opponent could react: "Kill!!!"

"what are you doing!"

"Captain!"

At this time, everyone on both sides was stunned. The only one who had no reaction was Akater. After all, he had seen Fang Mo use this sickle and knew that the effect was healing.

And just as Acat thought.

Soon, the one-eyed young man's head injury healed quickly.

"This... huh?"

The one-eyed young man was obviously confused when he saw this. He subconsciously touched his eyebrows, and then his eyes widened in disbelief: "Is this good? What the hell!?"

"Humph, this is the strength of old Western medicine."

Fang Mo smiled confidently when he heard this: "I have a history of Western medicine that has been passed down for hundreds of years... You are lucky, you were saved by me. In fact, I have many opinions on saving people. If you don't save an unfaithful person, it is unjust." Don’t save people who are cruel, don’t save people who are unkind, don’t save people who are rude, unwise and unbelieving…”

"What kind of Western medicine are you?"

The one-eyed young man was stunned by Fang Mo's shocking words.

"I was Daxi... No, I was Daxi King." Fang Mo said cheerfully: "Actually, my favorite thing is killing people. Later I found that killing people can't change the world, so I became a doctor."

Having said this, he shook the giant scythe in his hand.

"you……"

"Oh, by the way, I can also cure your eyeball." Before the other party could finish speaking, Fang Mo directly pointed the tip of the sickle at the one-eyed young man: "I'll help you pick it out for free, and you can also replace it with a stainless steel basin. …”

"No, no, no, no, no."

The one-eyed young man suddenly broke into a cold sweat when he heard this, and even took two steps back.

"What a bunch of cowards."

Akat, who was next to him, also smiled when he saw this: "They are the guys responsible for guarding my lair. Can they really be useful like this?"

"Are you..."

Hearing Akat's words, the mercenaries subconsciously turned their heads to look at each other.

"Oh, his name is Akater. My colleague, you can call him Uncle A. As for me, just call me King C, but don't ever call me C Tele again!" Fang Mo said this and turned around again. Pointing to the policewoman not far away: "As for this one who is also our colleague, then she is amazing, she is B..."

"Wang Jiangchen, are you fucking done yet!?"

"Miss, are you not injured?"

As soon as Integra roared angrily, butler Walter ran in from the door with a helpless expression: "I'm very sorry, I have tried very hard to stop them, but I really can't... "

"fine."

Integra also knew the character of these two guys. He took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Walter."

"Are these two vampires too?"

Until then, the one-eyed young man here finally calmed down slowly, and he held his cowboy hat up: "What is our mission? Are we going to fight...such an enemy?"

"Fighting enemies like them?"

Integra glanced at Fang Mo and Akat: "No, no, no, I'm afraid there is no armed organization in the world that can fight them. Your mission is to assist them, and also to act as guards of this manor. Resist vampire attacks and invasions when necessary."

"Is that so?"

The one-eyed young man nodded slowly: "Then what does assistance mean?"

"Are you familiar with that part of South America?"

Integula asked.

"I've taken on several missions before, so I'm quite familiar with it." The one-eyed young man nodded.

"Well."

Integura directly issued an order: "Now leave for South America immediately and cooperate with them to investigate some intelligence. The remaining people will stay here at the headquarters to serve as guards."

"So fast?"

Fang Mo, who was next to him, raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this: "Didn't the Vatican look for you?"

"How do you know they are looking for me?"

Intergula responded quickly and asked back.

"Uh..."

Fang Mo was stunned when he heard this.

This was actually the original plot that he had specially reviewed. If I remember correctly, not long after the Valentine brothers attacked Hellsing, just after Intergula recruited mercenaries, the Thirteenth Section of the Vatican sent an invitation letter, seemingly wanting to discuss some matters with Intergula.

And during this exchange.

The other party was in a religious position and kept mocking Intergula as a hateful heretic.

As a result, the two sides also had a conflict because of this incident, causing Anderson and Acate to almost fight in this neutral country. Fortunately, they were later disturbed and calmed down.

However, through this exchange.

Intergula still learned some information about South America.

After all, the intelligence network of the Thirteenth Section of the Vatican is still very powerful. It probably wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife, and gave some clues of the millennium for Hellsing to investigate.

But now it seems.

Fang Mo did affect the direction of the plot.

"Ahem, actually, you know that I am the ancestor of zombies from a mysterious ancient country in the East." Fang Mo coughed twice and said, "So I know a little bit about divination and physiognomy, that is, fortune-telling... But according to your saying, it should be called prophecy."

"You can do this?"

Intergula was obviously surprised when he heard it: "Really?"

"Nonsense."

Fang Mo raised his hand and pointed to the mercenary group over there: "Take them as an example, they are so dead, they will die in a month at most."

"What?"

Hearing Fang Mo's words, the mercenary leader here... the one-eyed young man also suddenly changed his face.

"The Vatican did contact me."

Intergula pushed his glasses and explained briefly: "But that was a few days ago. I didn't tell you and Acate, I only took Walter with me."

"You're so brave."

Fang Mo couldn't help but hold his forehead: "Didn't that Maxwell let Anderson kill you?"

"Anderson? What are you talking about?"

Intergula's face was full of black lines: "I went there to talk to them about Anderson, okay? You still have the nerve to say... If you hadn't beaten him into that state, this matter wouldn't be so troublesome."

"Oh yes, I have already crippled him."

Hearing this, Fang Mo suddenly reacted. It seems that the butterfly effect has really begun to take effect. As expected, the plot has started to go off track again, but he doesn't care.

"Okay, let's stop talking about this."

Intergula sighed and said, "Hurry up and pack up. Maxwell also gave me some information before. The most important thing now is to investigate Millennium. Walter..."

"Miss, I'll go prepare the coffin now."

Butler Walter immediately understood: "But how many coffins do you need this time? Does Mr. Wang Jiangchen need one too?"

"Oh, give me a bronze coffin and a nine-headed dragon."

Fang Mo said directly.

Alas, I was hammered by the editor again. Why is it so difficult to remove the oil now? I have to work all night to revise it. I'm exhausted, really exhausted, damn hedonist!!!