"I want to truce with you, Cole."

"Go and eat shit."

Lower your head and light a cigarette, Cole hangs up Cut off the phone, pick up the duffel bag and leave the apartment building.

You can imagine.

First rejected by Blade, then rejected by Cole.

Frost on the other side of the phone, what kind of angry expression was this time.

Take a taxi back to the abandoned auto repair shop.

Get out of the car and walked forward about 20 meters. Cole saw four unfamiliar black cars parked behind a container.

The sound of gunfire from the factory building can still be heard faintly.

Has the Frost people arrived?

Walk to the side of a scrapped car, stuff the duffel bag into the trunk, take out the G3 rifle from it, install the optical sight and silencer, and load it.

Put two Glock pistols in your belt, one on the left and the other on the right.

Hearing the sound of the iron door being pushed open in the factory building, Cole hid behind a container and watched in secret as Frost and two bodyguards came out, got in a black car, and drove away.

It is noon at this moment.

As long as Cole wants to kill him, Deacon · Frost is absolutely impossible to leave here alive.

Unfortunately, if that violent wild beast dies here, the main mission will definitely fail.

Step on the cigarette butts with your foot and watch them leave.

Cole bent over and approached the factory quietly along the wall. At the entrance, a thug who was shot and fell under the iron frame.

Two thugs armed with guns are standing on the high ground and patrolling, and two black clothed thugs put the female doctor Karen out of it.

There is also a group of blood slaves beating Whistler inside, and the blond Eastern European woman in a white coat is standing aside with a pistol and her mouth full of blood.

Not surprisingly, Whistler has been infected by her.

Frost's purpose in doing this is to retaliate against Blade, to kill others, and to let him kill his father and friend's old partner with his own hands.

After determining the location of all enemies in his eyes outside the gate, Cole took a deep breath.

Stepped into the door.

Raise your head up and raise your gun.

Decisively pull the trigger.

The noise of the rifle with the silencer is very small, and the sound of the gun is like dull dumb thunder.

But even so, the gunfire was still caught by others.

Standing at the highest point and patrolling, the dead black clothed thugs had not fallen from the top. The two escorting Karen hurriedly pulled out their guns and shouted, "There are still people all around!"

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Boom!

dong!

The sound of a corpse falling from a height instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the factory.

Karen saw that the two people around her were distracted, and turned around and ran.

"Hey! Come back for me!"

One of them raised his gun, but was pressed down by the other, "Frost wants to live! Don't shoot! Ah— !"

"Damn it! It's...Uh-!"

For human thugs, silver bullets are far less useful than ordinary bullets and rifles.

Quickly resolve the four guards armed with guns.

Cole is holding a gun, like a well-trained Marine, tensing his body, highly concentrated, bending slightly to lower his center of gravity, and quickly advancing into the factory.

Compared to vampire.

These thugs holding guns are even more threatening to him.

Take advantage of the enemy's light and our dark side.

Cole took a short time to clean up the other three gun-bearing human thugs in the factory.

Throw away the rifle decisively, remove the pneumatic crossbow from the back, hold it in front of you, and continue to push inward.

Finally.

After turning a corner blocked by an iron frame, Cole met the vampire beside Whistler.

One of the blood slaves saw Cole's unfamiliar face, let out a long relaxed breath, said with a smile, "I thought it was Blade who came back, it turned out to be a... ."

The words are not finished.

He looked down and saw a short crossbow arrow pierced into his chest, burning bloody flames, and he looked up.

Boo!

Like dry firewood that was lit, it burned into ashes instantly.

Evolution progress: 6.3%

"Damn!"

"Joseph!! You bastard!"

Vampires Both shocked and angry for a while!

Until they thought of the rumors and warnings.

Vampire butcher, Cole · Walker the Nightcrawler.

The Eastern European woman saw that the situation was far from good, shot to suppress Cole’s offense, and retreated quickly while saying, "Stop him!"

Throwing down this sentence , Turned around and fled.

The shadow of the tree of the name of the person.

For the vampire species in Los Angeles, the name of the vampire butcher is now the same terrifying as Blade.

"Fuck!"

"It's him! Subway butcher Cole · Walker!"

"God... Mike!!!"

The silent crossbow arrows are like Death God's reaping sickle, one after another blood slaves fell in the blazing blood and howled, turning into burnt wreckage.

In just thirty seconds, the blood slaves who beat Whistler were thoroughly cleaned up by Cole.

Evolution progress: 13.3%

On the other side.

The female doctor Karen suddenly jumped out from a corner, pointed a gun at the head of the Eastern European woman, and forced her back.

"Cole! Go and see Whistler, he may be dead."

With the pneumatic crossbow on his back, Cole took out his pistol, walked over, and watched all Thugs and blood slaves that may exist around.

The terrain in the factory building is very complicated. In such a short period of time, he cannot be sure whether it will be cleaned thoroughly.

Seeing Whistler tied to a chair, covered in blood, with vampire bite marks on his neck, Cole took a deep breath and walked over and kicked the Eastern European woman.

Tie her hands with a rope, then pinch her hair and drag her to Whistler, indifferently said, "Did you bite?"

"Kill me. "

"I will fulfill your wish, coin pool."

Let Karen find an iron chain and tie the female vampire to the pillar of the factory building.

The two walked to the dying Whistler.

The old man’s breathing was very weak. He opened his eyes to see Cole, smiled reluctantly, and teased, "cough cough...I appreciate your brat more and more."

Cole frowns, light a cigarette and put it in Whistler's cracked mouth.

This time.

But I heard the voice of Blade coming from outside.

"Whistler!"

Wait when he drew his gun, he saw Cole and Karen after crossing a corpse, went to Whistler, and saw this father The old American man who Yiyou was beaten into an inhuman form, and has been infected by vampire.

He took off his sunglasses and was silent for a while.

Whistler said weakly, "I can't save it, you know."

Blade did not respond.

Just like the topic he and Karen discussed earlier, silence is greater than death, and silence is the deepest grief.

The female doctor sat on the sofa mountain and said nothing.

Cole lit a cigarette, walked up to the Eastern European woman, digs out a mobile phone in her pocket, puts one hand in her pocket, and finds Frost's phone and dials out.

"You and Frost are lovers?"

The woman said blankly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Soon, the other end of the phone called Here comes Frost's voice.

"Mercury, is it all done?"

Cole took a puff of cigarette, but the white mist under his nose and mouth had not disappeared, frowning and saying, "It's done, Deacon · Frost ."

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