Super God Login: Start With Marvel

In fact.

Before the vampire swooped, Zou Jin perceived the existence of the other party.

He was not in a hurry to throw mines at his old mother, but waited for her movement, the moment he kicked off the wall and flew.

Zou Jin quickly calculated the trajectory of the opponent's dive.

Taking advantage of the trend, a silver thread that is set to be stretched straight is realized between the ground and the ceiling.

While the silver thread is thin enough, it is also sharp and tough. This unlucky vampire is a typical example of dismembering himself.

Just a few steps forward, Zou Jin frowned slightly.

Looking suspiciously at the wall, in the perception, behind the wall where his gaze was, there was an aura he hated.

Without further ado.

A palm knife pierced through the wall, and the palm knife turned into a grasp, which should be somewhere like the neck from the feel of the hand.

Pull backhand.

The entire wall collapsed in an instant, and smoke and dust flew in the air.

A vampire who had already been frightened to urinate had its neck broken and was forcibly dragged out!

Blade exclaimed:

"Uncanny strength, exaggerated physical fitness... Are you really human?"

Zou Jin glared at Blade in dissatisfaction, then grabbed the vampire's cervical spine indignantly, and tore it out violently!

Blood flowed down the spine like a fountain, and dripped from the broken skin...

The vampire's limbs danced wildly like convulsions, and there were bursts of bone shattering where the ribs were, until Zou Jin stepped on the corpse.

Holding the bloody spine in one hand.

It all settled down.

Witnessing such a bloody scene, Blade's lips moved slightly:

"I didn't say anything just now! I swear!"

Zou Jin smiled in satisfaction, then frowned and looked at the female head connected to the spine

Tsk... still a female vampire.

"By the way, Blade, have you tried this, can it kill a vampire?"

Falk!

Are you a devil!?

Shaking his head slightly, Blade said coldly:

"Faced with this situation, I usually use a silver bullet, or a long knife to solve the problem々`

Zou Jin has a weird face:

"I can understand using a long knife, but I didn't expect that your marksmanship is so good that you can beat a vampire four times with bullets!"

At first, Blade was satisfied with Zou Jin's praise.

But the more I listened, the more something went wrong.

Don't talk nonsense, I'm a Blade Hunter, not a Blade Butcher!

Zou Jin sighed, knowing that there was nothing to ask.

So he lost all interest in the toy in his hand, grabbed his spine, and smashed it against the wall.

At the cost of half the wall, the vampire's head died with it.

until then.

The vampire's corpse turned to dust.

Eyelids twitched slightly, Blade had to admit, the vampire community said that Daywalker was murderous or something, that fell into the hands of this man in front of him...

The key is that when this guy commits a murder, he hasn't forgotten to put a layer of plastic gloves on his hands, can you believe it!

The top floor of a luxury commercial building in New York.

Now it has been decorated like a zenith villa, luxurious and extravagant.

On the air-cushioned lounger by the pool, a blond man leaned lazily on it, holding a glass of scarlet wine in his hand, and the scarlet liquid in it was swaying viscously.

His posture, all the time, embodies a pretentious aristocratic temperament.

He's the boss of the New York vampires, Dickon Firth!

Beside him, two women in inch-length clothes stared with watery scarlet eyes, and the fangs in their mouths were looming.

The only thing they do in this position is to create meaningless friction with Dickon.

Sudden.

A burly man in a black suit came up close and leaned close to Dickon Firth's ear:

"Fez, there is something wrong with our site......

In the dim light, Dickon Firth shook his wine glass, the scarlet liquid reflected his pale complexion.

"What's the problem this time? Which idiot didn't go through his brain and provoked the police to come?"

There's a problem with the vampire's turf.

The frequency is no different from that of a gangster's site, and the probability of problems in the vampire's site is even higher. Dickon Firth said that he is used to it.

but.

Dickon Firth, who claims to be a superior species, obviously doesn't care.

The reason is that there are people like him in the police station, so don't underestimate the desire of ordinary people for longevity.

Even the New York Police Department has no shortage of people who want to become vampires all their lives.

There are those people.

No matter what the vampires of New York do, they can settle it.

The strong black suit shook his head and explained:

"Feth, it's much more serious than that. The compatriots in our two fields were killed and no one survived.

Hearing this, Dickon Firth immediately pushed the two beauties away.

Sitting up straight and putting on a thin shirt, he asked casually:

"It's our Daywalker, did you follow Button?"

Embarrassed in the black suit:

"...not completely sure, I asked the surviving ordinary people for information, and the result was: they didn't see the black warrior, but they saw an Asian man in a windbreaker."

"Asian!?"

"Yes Firth, some people said it was Jack Chen, while others swore that it was Bruce Lee who resurrected and saved them.

Dickon Firth was tempted to curse.

God damn Jack Chen, that bastard is not going to act in Hollywood, but come to Niu to make an appointment with a group of you to play the trick of being a hero and saving the beauty... What do you think?

Goddamn Bruce Lee, who can come back to life, why don't dad cut off his head and play a Champions League final for you to cheer up...

"Mommy Fuck!"

The burly man in a black suit also knows how unreliable this kind of rhetoric is.

Immediately change the subject:

"Fez, do you need other compatriots to reduce going out in the near future? You know, for two days in a row, there was an accident in one site every day, and the brothers are very worried."

Take a deep breath.

Fei Siqiang (Wang Wang's) suppressed the urge to curse, shook hands and said:

"Never! Let me know, what they met was not Daywalker, let them figure it out for themselves!"

[New York Daily News, February 8, 2009]

[The reporter of this newspaper today received the exact information from the military, and it has been confirmed that the leader of the Stark Group, Mr. Tony Stark, was attacked by an armed force yesterday afternoon, and it was confirmed that he was missing...)

[On that day, Mr. Tony Stark was attacked by terrorists at 12:00 noon on the same day after demonstrating the newly developed Jericho missile in Kunair, Afghanistan. 】

[It is reported that all thirteen soldiers of the Magnesium Army who accompanied Tony Stark died, and now Tony Stark is still missing. The military stated that they will not give up the search and rescue operation. 】

Put down the newspaper brought back from the crack of the door next door.

Zou Jin sighed silently, knowing that Marvel's plot line has already turned on the acceleration mode...