Holding the gun in one hand, the knight in the black leather coat couldn't help but wipe the dust off his face with his other hand, revealing his dark skin and very African-American facial features.
"Daywalker?" a cry of surprise rang out.
The knight's eyes narrowed as he looked at a person behind the two fighting people.
The one who shouted this was vampire number one. He was looking at the last intruder with horror on his face and called out the name that could scare a lot of people in the blood clan.
After wiping off the dust on his face, the daywalker, who was recognized by his mortal enemy clan, grinned in an indescribably ferocious way: "You, seem to be an old ghost!"
At this moment, Daywalker and Vampire No. 1 were standing face to face, Luke and Bullseye were shooting at each other, and the four of them just formed a cross-shaped stance.
The Daywalker had barely finished speaking when he threw another dart.
When facing vampires, he never talks too much and just starts fighting.
Luke's eyes moved, and he threw away the Glock with an empty magazine and pulled out the second one from his waist. With continuous snapping sounds, he pressed towards the center line.
Bullseye fired back two shots, then decisively ducked behind the counter next to him, squatting and moving quickly forward while removing the empty magazine and replacing it with a new one.
Ever since he was forced to run away by someone using the number of bullets he had, he is now much more sensitive about the amount of bullets he has.
When you meet a very powerful opponent again, the sense of crisis of insufficient ammunition will linger in your heart and become a psychological shadow.
As a result, he didn't dare to throw the gun away as he did in the past, because the opponent might take the opportunity to change his gun and beat him to death.
But just now he saw the guy opposite throw away a gun.
This opportunity to take away the opponent in one go may come to him.
Silently counting the remaining bullets in Luke's Glock, he flicked his hand to eject the gun and fired two shots according to his feeling.
Luke raised his knight shield and blocked the two bullets again.
Bullseye cursed inwardly: I hate people who use shields the most! Especially this guy has a strong ability to predict.
Luke didn't have time to pay attention to this guy. He simply raised his left ring finger and little finger and hooked the flying silver boomerang.
The silver boomerang was like a child returning home. He hooked it lightly and it spun rapidly on his two fingers.
The Daywalker's face turned pale when he saw this scene. He was completely confused by Luke's behavior.
But Luke just turned around, added new force to the boomerang, and threw it out, still targeting vampire number one.
At the same time, the Glock pointed at No. 1 fired again in succession.
Number One only had time to put his hands in front of his face before he felt two clanging sounds from the steel armor on the back of his hands, and the broken bullet head made two small holes on his forehead.
Without hesitation, he chose to squat down and rush to the other side where no bullets were coming from.
As soon as he put down his hands, he felt a silver light spinning towards his body.
Phew!
The silver boomerang sliced into his neck and lodged itself at the cervical vertebrae.
Number One made a hoarse sound in his throat, his eyes were filled with despair, and a spark lit up on his neck. Then the spark quickly spread upwards and downwards, and the whole person exploded.
According to the system prompt, 12,000 experience points will be credited to your account immediately.
Luke was extremely satisfied and turned the muzzle of the gun.
Bang bang bang!
The bull's eye had just popped out when it was hit by a bullet from the side and shrank back.
He cursed in his heart, "Number One Waste", and fired a few shots at the Daywalker who suddenly intervened in the battle.
While firing, the Daywalker immediately hid behind a counter.
He had seen clearly the battle between Luke and Bullseye just now, and knew that both of them were incredibly strong, and he would die if he wasn't careful.
The Daywalker caught the bull's eye, and Luke immediately turned the gun around and fired continuously at No. 3, then he quickly moved sideways and headed for the stairs.
Number 3's eyes were still filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent, but his body was honest... and began to run away.
He couldn't defeat Luke, who killed two of his own kind, or the Daywalker who just broke in.
The bullseye that we could rely on just now is no longer enough to provide any confidence.
Vampires are an extremely selfish race with no sense of shame at all, let alone considering Bullseye as a teammate.
Even if the commander told him that they were his own people.
A ghost who has lived for a hundred years was born with a view that humans are always food and toys and are nothing.
Therefore, No. 3 ran away decisively. After all, he was valuable enough and the most he would get if he went back was punishment.
His plan was to go up to the second floor first and then go out through the window, so that he would not be blown back by the booby traps at the door on the first floor.
It's fine to go through the main gate, but you have to pass Luke and the Daywalker, there's no chance you can survive.
But how could someone who is a master of slipping around the edges and an expert in grabbing kills let him go
According to the performance of No. 1 and No. 2, the experience points of No. 3 should start at at least 10,000, so it would be a waste if he ran away.
So, the two of them rushed to the stairs almost one after the other.
Then, No. 3, who had just experienced the power of cold weapons, finally understood the taste of the strongest marksmanship in the Night Demon's information.
He kept changing direction and dodged the first three bullets. The fourth bullet hit his waist, the fifth bullet hit his thigh, and the sixth bullet hit his calf.
When he dodged the first three bullets, the next three bullets hit him one after another as if they had been waiting there for a long time.
The bullets had little effect on him. An ordinary person would fall to his knees in pain after being shot, but he only paused slightly, with a delay of less than 0.1 second.
But when facing Luke, who is faster and more responsive, this delay is fatal.
When he was hit in the calf, he inevitably slowed down a little.
Just this point allowed Luke to block the stairs first and throw a shield at the same time.
No. 3 could only change direction to avoid the knight's shield flying across his path.
The distance between Luke and him narrowed rapidly, from seven or eight meters to five or three meters.
Bang bang bang bang!
The muzzle of the Glock gun spewed out flames in the darkness. No. 3 only had time to protect his face with his claws before he felt pain in his hands and legs.
All the bullets poured into his limbs, further slowing his movements.
Then Luke grabbed No. 3's right claw with his free right hand, and pressed his whole body against the other's back. He put his left hand through his armpit, and the two of them turned half a circle and exchanged positions.
Bang bang bang!
Bullseye fired three sudden bullets, hitting Number Three in the face and chest.
Number Three paused, and the strength of resistance in his hands and body suddenly decreased.
Luke held down his right claw and swung it to commit suicide.
Phew!
Number 3's head flew up, and as it spun in the air, his body and head exploded into sparks and scattered everywhere.
Fifteen thousand experience points were credited to his account, but Luke's sights were already fixed on the bullseye that was fighting the Daywalker.
Bullseye seemed to have sensed the malicious look and turned his head to look at him. He did not panic, but immediately bent down and rushed towards the Daywalker.