(Happy May Day everyone~)

After Parker cleared the entire Blood Hand Gang again, the late arrival of SHIELD agents also rescued the humans locked in the container, and also washed Parker. Vampires should not be exposed to ordinary people according to the SHIELD constitution.

However, these have little to do with Yang Qiu, and his thinking has already been placed on how to deal with the entire vampire race.

What he needs now is a killer specifically targeting vampires. Parker is alone, and then cleaning up the entire vampires in New York will be enough for Parker to be busy.

A month later, after the mental power storage pool gradually became more prosperous, Yang Qiu also began this script design. In the past month, he has selected all the actors and designed the plot of the script evolution. Now there are sufficient resources, and it is time to start the fourth script.

Olympia, the largest city in Washington State, has no less prosperity than New York City, and even surpasses New York in some aspects, such as nightclubs.

Olympia was once the most prosperous nightclub culture, until it welcomed a group of vampires who were hiding out of the night. Under their leadership, the number of nightclubs in the entire city grew rapidly. In just a few years, the number of nightclubs increased several times.

"Bowie, how about changing places tonight? I received an invitation from a special nightclub. Can I bring one more person to attend? Should I be with me?" Kensia raised an eyebrow to a colleague who was working with him, revealing her gold-plated invitation.

"Special nightclub? How special can it be?" Bo Wei asked in a low voice, with a smile that men knew about him on his face.

"You know~" Kensia smiled the same way.

At night, when the two of them entered the nightclub, they were shocked. It was fine to have luxurious decorations, but the important thing was that the people in the nightclub were full of beauties.

At one glance, they were at least devilish figures, with bulging front and back, and the two of them suddenly became excited.

In the roaring music room, DJ kept driving the rhythm, men and women wandered in the middle of the dance floor, and their hands were wiggling across the female companion in front of them, getting one tempting look after another.

"Dear fellow citizens, welcome to today's midnight fun. Let's get moving from now on!" the host shouted loudly on the stage.

"Friends, this is the first time I've heard such a word. It's really interesting here, what do you think?" Bo Wei said loudly to the woman in front of him.

"Do you want to know why he said that? Come, get closer, I'll tell you." The woman licked her tongue around her lips, and she couldn't bear it anymore when she saw that she looked.

Bowie swallowed and moved closer a little further. When he was about to enjoy it, the whole nightclub suddenly became noisy.

"Blade! It's a Blade!"

Bowie discovered that after the name appeared, the woman in front of her suddenly changed her face and she began to squeeze back frantically.

Before he could understand what was going on, a strong smell of blood came into Bowie's nose.

Looking back, I saw a black man wearing a black leather jacket and sunglasses slashing in from the door with a long sword in his hand.

Terrorist!

A thought flashed through Bo Wei's mind, and he hurriedly hid to the side, and hit a man with a cat.

"Kencia? Why are you still standing? Run away!" Bowie said as he spoke, his voice became smaller. His companion was pale, saliva flowed out from his mouth, and two blood holes in his neck were still bleeding out.

What the hell happened!

Bowie's mind was full of questions, and suddenly he found that the crowd around him had disappeared at some point, leaving only a few men like Kensia standing there without reacting to anything outside.

Dada, gunshots rang out in the nightclub, and Bo Wei twitched twice and fell towards the ground. Until death came, he still couldn't figure out what was going on.

Under the bullets in the sky, the blade arched his body and kept shuttled through various covers. The weapons in his hand blocked his vital position. As a semi-vampire, as long as the vital is not hit, ordinary bullets will not cause damage to him. His self-healing ability is comparable to that of the earl-level vampire, but he does not have so many strange abilities.

Several grenades rolled out from behind the cover and exploded suddenly when they landed in the center of the nightclub. The ultraviolet light that burst out swept across the nightclub, and wailing sounded everywhere.

At the critical moment when the gunfire was weakening, the blade stepped forward and slashed the enemy in front of him, but the sword only drew a blood mist.

The blade's pupils shrink slightly!

Damn it! This is a trap! A vampire who can atomize under ultraviolet light is definitely a knight, and seeing that he is not affected by the silver-plated sword, he is probably more than a baron!

"I have always wanted to taste the blood of the Blade Warriors, which should taste different from the blood of ordinary people."

"I don't want it. I heard that his blood is smelly, hahaha."

On the second floor of the nightclub, two vampires laughed wildly. In their eyes, the blade below was a tiger that fell into a cage, and at most it was just a trapped beast that was still fighting.

The Blade's eyes were constantly observing in the nightclub. There were two on the second floor, three on the first floor, and at least five Barons. This time I was in trouble, and there was a big problem in intelligence collection!

Yang Qiu, who is from the perspective of God in the script evolution, had already predicted the situation of Blade Feng. During the early exploration, he discovered the vampire conspiracy against Blade Feng, but this happened to be the perfect prelude to the script.

Prologue: Ancient Monster Hunter

"Hey, boy, you're good at it. Do you want to mess with me?"

When the atmosphere in the nightclub was about to break out, a voice came from the roof. The blade raised his head and saw the bearded man in a shabby coat hanging there.

Other vampires also discovered this, and when they looked at each other, they saw doubts in each other's eyes. When this person didn't speak, their perception did not find any outsiders there.

The blade turned his sight back to the enemy. If he had tried his best to protect the man and escaped, but now, he could not protect himself and would not have so many thoughts.

"It seems you don't believe me. Come on, I'll let you know."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot was fired, and the bullet hit the blade's feet, which scared him.

"Uh... this thing is really hard to use. Forget it, let's use the old thing. Let me introduce myself. My name is Van Helsing, and I am a monster hunter." Van Helsing let go of his hand and landed on the edge of the blade.

When the blade was indifferent, Van Helsing looked at the five vampires, "Tsk tsk, I thought there must be at least an earl or a marquis. After a long time, they were all viscount-level little bats. Hey, the guy who first embraced you didn't tell you, do you have to run away when you heard the name Van Helsing?"

Van Helsing said as he raised the crossbow arrow in his hand.

Is this guy here to make fun of it?
Chapter completed!