Aisharo in the bathroom was startled, she heard her sister's harsh voice. Before he even had time to dry his hair, he rushed out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Barefoot, he ran to the living room where his sister was.
Sure enough, he saw Alisha squatting at the gate, looking at him nervously.
"Sister, there's blood!" Alisha lowered her voice. She and her sister have experienced a life of being hunted and killed for several years. Naturally, they are no more than ordinary people of the same age. At this time, they appear to be much more mature.
"It flowed in from outside the door." Alisha added.
Aisharo nodded, walked over and squatted down, also reached out to smell the blood stains.
"Open the door." She adjusted her muscles to the best state, and whispered to Alyssa.
The latter nodded, and carefully opened the door.
After a very subtle click sound.
Outside the door, a group of red and bloody figures fell down.
Asaro, who was already in the hands-on posture, vigilantly kicked the group of figures lying on the ground.
"This person seems familiar"
The man covered in blood lay motionless on the ground, seemingly completely unconscious.
"Sister, it seems to be that Mr. Tramp?" Alisha said cautiously.
"What's that called Pu?" Aishaluo immediately remembered the mysterious homeless man he had seen a while ago.
"He must be in some trouble. He lost too much blood, we have to save him!" Alisha whispered, her sympathy began to flare up again, and she seemed to care more about the 'acquaintance' she knew once. .
"Arisa, we can't cause trouble." Aisharo said seriously, "I can't deal with this person who left last time. If there is someone who can hurt him like this, then we must not be able to deal with that person." Come. This is beyond my ability, we have to send him out."
"But sister, he was hurt too badly." Alisha also knew that the situation was a bit serious this time, but she couldn't bear to see this man lying here with serious injuries and unconsciousness. "He will die if this continues!"
She pleaded in a low voice, "Let him go after we wake him up, okay?"
"This is beyond what I can handle." Aisharo said seriously.
"But sister. He's hurt too badly, he's going to die," Alisha begged in a low voice, squatting beside the man.
Looking at his younger sister's eyes, Aisharo finally softened and nodded.
"Okay, drag him in quickly, I'll deal with the blood immediately!"
"Also! Sister is the best!" Alisha also knew the seriousness of the situation, so he hurriedly dragged the man to the living room.
Aisharo quickly went to get a mop to mop up the blood, sprayed some air freshener on it skillfully, carefully checked the surroundings, and then closed the door.
"Tonight I was going to see Brother Garen from the Thomas family." Asaluo frowned as he watched his sister wipe the blood off the man's face.
"We have to send him to the hospital!" Alisha also frowned, but she was looking at the wounds on the man's body. She used to treat her sister's wounds in the past. Very skilled with these injuries.
Take a closer look at the wound, Arisa made a very experienced judgment.
"It looks like a wound from the claws of a wild beast. It's deep, but it's healed well."
She quickly found alcohol gauze and bandages.
"We can only deal with it briefly first, and then send him to the hospital immediately."
"no!"
The man woke up suddenly, his eyes widened, and he grabbed Arisa's wrist.
"Can't. Go. Hospital"
His wiped face was handsome and pale, without a trace of blood, even a little blue, and some kind of black.
There was a faint red glow in the pupils of his eyes, and his gaze was greedily and longingly staring at Alisha's snow-white wrist, to be precise, at the slightly pulsating blood vessels on her wrist.
But a certain rationality suppressed him, preventing him from taking action.
Trying to look away, he let go of Alisha's hand, and looked at the two sisters apologetically, they seemed a little startled.
"Sorry for scaring you. I'm very weak right now, very weak. I'm sorry, but I'm leaving right away so I won't hurt you."
He struggled to turn over and stand up, but it was useless, but just as he stood up, there was a crisp snap, and his whole body tilted.
"Ah!" Alisha covered her mouth in a low voice and exclaimed.
The man's left kneecap actually broke with a click, and bent back at an unnatural angle.
"It's okay, it will heal soon." The man didn't seem to care about his fracture, he sat down on the ground, "It will grow soon. It's okay."
"Your legs!!" Alisha didn't know what to say. She opened her eyes wide, looking at the man who seemed nothing had happened, her heart was suddenly in a mess.
Aisharo also had a hint of admiration in his eyes. Such an injury can be done as if nothing happened. No matter what his experience and status, this person is a tough guy worthy of admiration.
"I have to leave here, otherwise you will be implicated!" The man smiled wryly.
Aisharo looked into his eyes quietly, and she could see the sincerity in his words. The other party really didn't want to implicate them.
"Don't worry, is someone chasing you?" She asked.
The man nods. "Yes, they are very powerful. I am not an opponent. The police are useless. Their power can suppress all public forces." There was a trace of helplessness on his face.
Suddenly his expression changed, as if he had sensed something.
"Here they come! They are coming! Be careful!!"
He struggled to his feet.
"Hurry up and hide, I'll deal with them!! They are very..." he yelled and stood up.
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned to see Aisharo took out a rifle from a vase beside him, and shot it at the left wall without looking at it.
Boom! !
Bang bang bang bang! !
Immediately afterwards, Aisharo continued to pull the trigger with a calm expression.
Countless bullets slammed across the sky and covered the sky. Instead of hitting the wall, they hit a dark young man. His figure passed by that place at an unknown time, and he happened to be aimed at the center by a rifle.
The man originally threw himself at the side of Alisha's neck, and was hit by rifles one after another. His whole chest was beaten to pieces, blood splashed and scattered everywhere.
After firing the bullets, Aisharo threw away the gun casually, pulled the handle of the door next to him, unexpectedly pulled out an extremely sharp black dagger from inside, and flung to the right expressionlessly.
laugh!
The black dagger drew a black line and instantly cut into the forehead of a woman behind her.
The latter suddenly appeared behind her, and before he could move, his eyes froze and he froze in place.
Wow!
The bodies of the two pursuers collapsed in an instant, turning into two piles of black ash.
"They... are very powerful." The man finished the rest of the sentence
He looked at the two piles of black ash on the ground, and then at the expressionless Asaro and Arisa.
He suddenly felt that human beings were terrible.
The two vampires were instantly killed by a seemingly weak girl, which simply destroyed his long-standing outlook on the world, life, and thought!
"Sorry to scare you." Aisharo put away the dagger lightly, looked at the two pools of black ash on the ground strangely, frowned, and said in a low voice. "Can you explain why their bodies turn black and ash when they die?"
"My sister has the ability to predict the coming danger. Although these two are fast, they have no skills at all. They are much weaker than those that my sister used to deal with." Arisa was also unmoved. look.
One must know that they were able to survive slowly with the skills of ordinary people in the past, and continue to grow to this point, so naturally it cannot be simple. Not just his sister, he himself has a similar ability.
"Compared to this, we are more interested in why they turned into two piles of black ash when they died?" Aisharo repeated the previous question.
The man gave a wry smile.
"It seems that I have met an incredible person. Let me introduce myself again. My real name is Prieto, Prieto Red Moon. A member of the ancient Red Moon Blood Clan."
"Blood race?" Aisha Luo slightly raised his eyebrows.
"Didn't your name look like this last time?" Alisha pointed out immediately. "Although it's something like ordinary?"
"Sorry. It was a fake name last time. I was afraid of hurting you, so I didn't give my real name."
Prieto turned paler and paler.
In just such a short while, the wound on his body has healed up to seven or eighty times.
He walked over, glanced at the ashes of the two unlucky vampires, and didn't know what to say for a while.
"It seems that I don't want to implicate you, they are already eyeing you."
"Is it hard to deal with?" Aisharo's voice was calm, "The vampires are the legendary vampires? I heard it before, but I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect it to actually exist?"
"But shouldn't the vampires be all handsome and handsome?" Alisha wondered beside him.
"You guys, aren't you worried?" Prieto looked at the two sisters without any sense of pressure, dumbfounded.
"Worried? This kind of stuff is not difficult to deal with. Why worry?" Asaro explained casually, and began to quickly change the bullets of the rifle. "What is going on, please explain carefully."
Over the years, she has changed from being hunted down to killing others. The deadly threat to others is common to the sisters. It's just that she was very upset to be involved in this kind of dispute for no reason.
"This matter needs to be explained slowly." Prieto smiled wryly.
"The blood clan has been divided into Ming Party and Secret Party since ancient times, and I am a blood clan subordinate to one of the leaders of the Ming Party, Lord Hongyue."
"Then it's the blood clan of the secret party who chased you?" Aisharo was used to all kinds of incomparably powerful hunter skills, some of which looked like magic and magic, extremely miraculous. He didn't respond much to the blood race, but just regarded it as a stronger new human being.
"Yes, those two just now were just the lowest level of vampires." Prieto said in a low voice, "This place is no longer safe, we may need to move the location."
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(end of this chapter)