Thump!
Number Two fell cleanly, without the slightest hesitation.
His species had a special constitution. He wouldn't die immediately if a bullet entered his brain, but he wouldn't be able to control his body, much less continue fighting.
Luke waved the shield in his right hand and blocked Bullseye's two attacks, as well as three ricocheting bullets.
At the same time, he stuck out his shield with his left hand and fired three shots at his opponent. Then, he hooked his right foot and lifted one of Number Two's hands. Then, he pressed his foot on the back of Number Two's claw and stomped down hard.
Just like that, three of the longest steel claws sank into No. 2's neck.
The steel claws, which were more than ten centimeters long, cut through No. 2's neck muscles and bones as easily as butter under Luke's foot.
Number Two, whose eyes had exploded, roared in horror, his voice filled with disbelief and despair.
"Despicable human! How dare you kill one of our kind! "No. 1 suddenly charged at Luke with a roar.
He was also covered in blood. As he roared, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his wounds recovered.
No. 2, whose head had been chopped off, abruptly stopped roaring. Sparks burst out of his body and head at the same time, like the last flicker of ashes before they quickly turned into black ash that fell to the ground.
Then, this thin layer of black ash quickly turned white, then transparent, and disappeared without a trace.
"Are vampires that hard to kill?" Luke said gloomily. He first harassed Bullseye with two Glock shots, before he swept the shield in his right hand at No. 1's neck.
With a clang, the shield and the claws collided, and No. 1 was sent flying.
Luke didn't pursue him. He turned around and shot No. 3 in the thigh, who had lunged at him.
No. 3, who was the strongest vampire, also recovered from his wounds with a mouth full of blood.
While his eyes were bloodshot and filled with bloodlust, he wasn't as hot-tempered and brainless as No. 1, who had simply snuck over and launched a sneak attack.
Also, this guy was very vigilant, and his head had been moving the whole time.
It was pointless to hit his torso with a regular bullet, so Luke decisively chose to hit his legs.
It would be easier to kill him if he slowed down a little.
Actually, Luke didn't want to just kill his opponent right now.
Vampires were very stingy to him, who knew their ins and outs.
If he really wanted to kill them instantly, he would have taken out a Colt Python from his storage space and replaced the bullets with silver bullets. With the muzzle close to his face, he would be able to kill No. 1 and No. 3 in two shots.
However, tonight was a "double celebration". He enjoyed the process very much, and he didn't want the Night Devil to expose the ability of his storage space when the other party was monitoring him.
Every trouble starts with a little carelessness.
If there was no need, he would not reveal his trump card in front of any enemy.
Moreover, if he used the silver bullets to kill these three Vampires, would the other party send more Vampires to deal with him next time?
Vampires at the level of No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 might be able to dodge a few shots from him.
Ordinary vampires would die faster than ordinary people against him and his silver bullets.
At the very least, if a normal person was hit in the body, they could still be saved. However, if a vampire was hit in the chest and abdomen by a silver bullet, they would turn into ashes in a few seconds.
Number Two, who had just died, was worth 10,000 experience and credit points. If they killed such a fat Elite Boss, where would they find another one in the future?
While Luke was calculating, Bullseye suddenly burst out and opened fire with his rifle.
Bullets were fired at Luke from all directions, either in straight lines or in refractions.
He wanted to keep No. 3 alive. As long as his strongest helper was alive, he would be able to cause some trouble for Lu Jianjie.
In a battle between experts, sometimes a small opportunity was all that mattered.
Suddenly, there was the roar of an engine as it approached the building at a high speed. Then, a shadow broke through the door.
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, the booby trap at the door was detonated.
The knight in black who had just charged in on a black motorcycle was sent flying along with his bike.
The knight in black, however, didn't panic. Instead, he stood up on the motorcycle and kicked off the seat, using the momentum to jump further away. At the same time, he protected himself with his black leather windbreaker.
Luke and Bullseye's fight was also interrupted by the sudden explosion.
That was because countless debris flew from the door to the two of them not far away with the explosion.
If it had been anywhere else, they wouldn't have cared.
But this was a cold weapons collection hall. All kinds of cold weapons, mixed with glass shards, were swept away by the shockwave of the explosion.
The smaller daggers and knives were even more erratic in the airwaves, and if one was not careful, one would be stabbed in the face.
After a series of clangs and clangs, the first floor of the collection hall was covered in smoke and dust.
The display cabinets that had been in a mess before were completely destroyed. Not only were they scattered all over the place, they were also damaged.
This isn't my fault! Mumbling to himself, Luke looked at the guy who had charged at the booby trap.
There was a rustling sound, and a dusty figure stood up from behind a counter.
It was the knight in the black windbreaker. Of course, it had already turned gray. He patted his hair, raising a cloud of dust.
Luke wasn't surprised at all. He had noticed the knight not long after he entered the range of the drone's surveillance.
At that time, the man had been a hundred meters away, and he hadn't been heading in this direction.
By the time the knight suddenly turned around and charged here, the whole process had taken no more than ten seconds.
Luke hadn't expected the guy to be so reckless as to directly charge in on a motorcycle.
The knight patted the dust off his head as he sniffed and scanned the interior of the building.
Knowing what the man was looking for, Luke immediately warned him, "Nine o 'clock. The vampire's accomplice."
The man looked in that direction and saw another person who was also wearing a dusty combat uniform. He frowned and turned to look at Luke. "Who are you?"
Luke said, "Someone the vampire wants to kill."
Staring at him, the knight suddenly pulled out a silver dart that was stuck in his chest and threw it.
Seeing that, Luke raised his hand and fired.
Bang! Clang!
The bullet hit the spinning dart accurately.
It was just slightly different from a Batman dart in appearance, but Luke was all too familiar with its trajectory.
Sensing where it was going to land, he stopped it without hesitation.
The knight's eyes widened and he reached for his holster as he bellowed, "You're their slave!"
Luke didn't answer at all. He quickly dove into a corner and fired the Glock in his left hand.
The knight raised his gun and was about to fire back, when he realized that Luke's target wasn't him at all, but someone who had suddenly popped up on his left.
The guy in the combat uniform ignored the knight on the side and directly shot at Luke.
Frowning, the knight raised his gun, but didn't aim at anyone.
The situation was unexpectedly chaotic.
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