Squeak, squeak~

In a city area in New York where every inch of land is valuable, Ding Hao is lying on a rocking chair and basking in the sun, shaking the rocking chairs one by one.

On the street at the door, the blade dragged his tired body and walked over directly as if he had seen nothing when he passed by Ding Hao.

As a vampire hunter, the battle between Blade and Vampire has never stopped. Most of the time, Blade finds an opportunity to kill the vampire gathering place and kills it in a row. After all, compared with Blade, there are relatively more vampires that are easier to find.

But sometimes, vampires will also take the lead in discovering the blade, then summon people to try to kill the Sun Walker in the dark.

A similar thing happened a night a few days ago, with a small safe house with Blade in the apartment, but the address here was leaked at some point.

Under the siege of vampires, the blade alone could only escape in a panic.

With the help of targeted weapons she carried with her, ultraviolet lights and silver-filled grenades and other things, the blade successfully broke through and escaped from this place with injuries.

Vampires who cannot be exposed on a large scale can only watch the blade swaying. According to convention, vampires will attack nearby humans and vent their incompetence.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened in New York. What Blade can do is keep things in mind, or like now, choose to pretend during the day to worship the dead souls.

"Hi, Jerry, good morning~"

The blade who walked into the building heard a familiar voice behind him calling his pseudonym. His hair suddenly exploded and his heartbeat soared.

Turning around little by little, Blade saw a strong black aunt carrying a pile of cardboard boxes and about to walk out.

"Aunt Enlos?" Blade Feng's tone was full of questions.

Aunt Enlos is also a resident of this apartment. She is a very kind person and very enthusiastic. She is familiar with the people in the entire apartment.

During that ambush, Aunt Enlos was killed by a vampire because she found something was wrong and tried to call the police. Blade saw her body while escaping.

But now... is this resurrected on the spot?!

Not to mention ordinary people, even most vampires, as far as Blade knows, cannot survive if their bodies are broken into two pieces and their brains are spilled all over the ground!

"Huh? What's wrong? Are you asking me for something?" Aunt Enlos felt something was wrong with the blade, put down the cardboard box, wiped her hands on her clothes, and asked with her head tilted.

Blade swallowed, and he felt inexplicably that the aunt's head would suddenly roll down, and that scene was filled in his mind.

"No, it's okay, I'm just a little drunk and my eyes are a little blurred." Blade found a reason and said.

"You can't do this. You have to drink appropriately. Do you remember the drunkard on the sixth floor of Unit 3? He is a good example. I'll tell you..."

The words of the Blade turned on Aunt Enlos's switch. Enlos began to quote the scriptures and persuaded him with great thought.

At this time, Blade could only stand in place and nodded constantly, saying that he was indeed listening. After being scolded for a few minutes, Aunt Enlos started to hear her own affairs, said hello, and went out with a cardboard box.

Immediately afterwards, the blade began to run around the building, just to find all kinds of familiar leaders to chat, and even ran to corners that are difficult for adults to enter to find traces.

After walking through the entire apartment, Blade had to face the reality. This building was completely different from the one he remembered. All the dead residents were resurrected from the dead, and the walls stained with blood were back to the dust.

What exactly happened... Am I in a dream?!

Blade Feng was a little suspicious of his existence. Although his memory was so clear, the wounds that had not yet been completely healed were still aching, but the reality was that they were not in line with his memory.

With a stomach full of doubts, Blade walked out of the apartment gate. The sunlight falling from the west could not make him feel warm. The conflict of memories made Blade cold now.

"Hey." Ding Hao stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers at the blade.

Blade turned his head and looked at him. He didn't know if Ding Hao was looking for him for a moment. Ding Hao closed his eyes and raised his head to enjoy the sunshine. He had no intention of looking at him at all.

"Call me?" Daofeng asked, and at the same time he had a little doubt in his heart. When did this man lie here with a lounge chair? Why did he pass by the window so many times, and never notice it once.

"Of course." Ding Hao said as he put his hand on the back of his head, "Look back."

The blade was a little confused, and he was even more confused by what Ding Hao said.

After Ding Hao's prompt, Daofeng saw a light yellow light cover on the roofs of the two apartments behind him.

The silk thread hanging from the end of the pale yellow light curtain connects each inhabitant, just like the puppet thread used to control the puppet actors in a stage play.

After rubbing his eyes, Blade even slapped himself, confirming that it was not an illusion. After dealing with vampires for so many years, Blade has been well-informed, but he has never seen this scene before.

"They were dead in the past, but they are still alive now." Ding Hao explained casually.

"What does this mean? Who are you? What do you want to do?" The blade hand was already pressed on the pistol at his waist, staring at Ding Hao, and asking in his mouth like a cannon.

Swish, a shadow passed through the air.

Blade subconsciously let go of the pistol and reached out to grab it. The moment he reached out, Blade regretted it. He didn't understand why he did this. If it were a grenade, he would probably be able to wait to die directly.

The thing fell into the hand, it was very good, not a grenade. The blade opened the palm of the hand and looked carefully. It was a small test tube containing bright red blood. After watching for two seconds, a wolf head appeared in the blood and roared at the blade.

"My name is the God of Ding. You will know other problems after you go in." Ding Hao pointed to the door and said to the frightened Blade. It was not that he pretended to be a riddle man for nothing, but that it was foreseeable that Blade would follow these problems with more difficult questions that could be explained in words.

If the blade is smart enough and has a high level of knowledge, Ding Hao wouldn't mind chatting with him, but it is obvious that neither of these two conditions is met.

The blade looked towards the gate, where the original ordinary iron gate now turned into an aperture composed of yellow edges, but the image on the aperture side could not be seen.

"You can choose to refuse, then I will pretend that your wish is invalid."

Make a wish? When did I make a wish?!

Blade Feng didn't understand a little. He was about to ask, but he found that he could no longer see the Lamp God in his field of vision.

After hesitating in place for a few seconds, Blade's intuition told him that this might be the most important step on his way to eliminate the entire vampire.
Chapter completed!