For Dam, the so-called vampires and vampires are just insects with stronger vitality, not much different from ordinary humans. Although these blood races have practiced a lot of martial arts and fighting skills suitable for them due to the long years, these are useless to Damm, and practicing is tantamount to not practicing.
"It's lucky that we're still alive." Prieto looked weaker than Gaia. He was pierced through the chest by Dum's claws for Gaia's sake, and his core was almost caught. Fortunately, he moved in time. Prepare in advance. But just like that, the blood in his whole body was also involved by Dam's spirit, and it was sprayed out completely, without any remaining, which caused his vitality to be seriously injured.
"A bunch of vampires were defeated by a single human, and they were still massacred." Prieto smiled wryly, "This world is too crazy."
Gaiya opened her mouth to show that she has always ignored the attitude of ordinary humans, but at this moment she couldn't say anything.
"When my uncle comes, we must make the guy who hurt us pay the price!!" She finally squeezed out a cruel sentence.
"Is it your uncle? Look at the bed over there." Prieto looked at this friend with sympathy and pity.
At this time, a head slowly protruded from the last hospital bed. It was a middle-aged man with a bald head.
He smiled wryly and waved his hand.
"Sorry Gaia."
"Uncle!!" Gaiya's eyes widened immediately, her face was completely incomprehensible, "You!! How could you...??!!"
The middle-aged man touched his nose awkwardly.
"I met that man named Hosiman on the way, and he was punched unconscious, and I was already here when I woke up."
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It was cold in the ward.
Prieto didn't know what to say, but Gaia was completely blushing, ashamed and angry, wishing to find a crack in the ground.
After a while.
"By the way, Uncle Barry, did you come here alone?" Prieto apparently had a good relationship with this middle-aged blood, and started chatting casually.
"Yeah, I drove here from home in a hurry, I wanted to catch up with you before the blood of the secret party, and I didn't have time to ask other friends for help." Uncle Barry nodded honestly.
His human identity is a wealthy businessman, he looks very rich, and he is fat and white with a small mustache. No one would have guessed that he was actually a top boxer who had intensively trained in American boxing, and he was also a blood boxer, a low-ranking blood power faction that was rare in the Ming Party.
"But don't worry, although I have also been arrested, my friends and brothers in the family should have discovered that something is wrong, and they should take action now. We just need to wait and it should be fine." Barry explained affirmatively , came all the way to rescue his niece, but he didn't expect that he would also join in. This made him feel a bit uneasy as an elder, and urgently needed to save some face.
"By the way, where are Aisharo and the others?"
Only then did Gaia remember that there were three other people.
"They were taken by people here," Barry replied.
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On a road outside Berlin.
A black luxury car with vines and silver streaks was driving smoothly. It looks out of place among other vehicles around and is particularly eye-catching.
Such a car is like an exquisite work of art. The slender and streamlined shell can reflect the reflection of people like a mirror.
The speed of the car is not fast, but it has steadily surpassed several large trucks and ordinary cars. It attracted the curious eyes of other car owners, and some car owners simply took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
The top luxury handcrafted car of Poli, the world's four major car manufacturers, the Athena IV, is still a limited edition, with a price of more than five million euros.
It is also the only car in Nighthawk exclusively for Gallon.
At this time, I can't feel any driving in the car at all, just like sitting on the sofa in the house. Although I watch the scenery outside quickly pass by, I don't feel that I am moving at all.
Both the performance of the car and the skill of the driver are matched to an extremely powerful level.
Aisharo and Alisha protected little Vivien and sat in the back row, silently observing everything around them.
After leaving the killing place, they were picked up by the man named Hosiman. After some connecting flights, they flew directly to Germany, and finally arranged for this luxury car. After having an exquisite and sumptuous dinner in the car, the three of them finally calmed down slowly.
Perhaps considering that they were quite frightened, the driver thoughtfully slowed down and drove the car slowly, making it almost impossible to feel that they were moving.
"Where are we going?" Vivien asked in a low voice.
Alyssa shook her head, but held Vivien's hand tightly, but looked at her sister Aisharo.
Aisharo nodded to express his understanding, and raised his head to ask the driver who was driving.
"Three ladies, don't ask any more, we'll be in Berlin soon." The driver is a beautiful woman with a delicate face, dressed in a neat black dress, long trousers and a sleeveless tight shirt, highlighting her plump breasts and good figure .
"I'm Quentin, and I'm here to pick you up under the order of the teacher." The woman introduced herself. "So don't worry, it's over and you are safe now."
"The teacher you are talking about is...?" Asaro frowned.
"It's our president, Garen? Why don't you know?" Quentin seemed a little surprised.
Asaro's heart trembled.
Along the way, I saw a large number of people holding guns, as well as those two terrifying masters who were so powerful that they were not human, an orderly and disciplined series of arrangements. All of them show that there is an extremely huge force behind this to control the overall situation.
She thought that she had already overestimated Garen's strength, but now it seems that she still underestimated the man's details. What kind of world did that man named Garen experience before? There is such a powerful force behind him to support him.
No.. It should not be said to be support. It seems that this power seems to be cultivated by him at all.
The car moved forward slowly, and Quentin answered Alsaro's questions from time to time along the way.
Gradually, some information about Gallon was revealed by her. Vivien, who had already been frightened, also slowly recovered, and was attracted by the topic of the two of them. The Garen they were talking about seemed to be completely different from the Garen in her memory.
The Gallon that Quentin said was powerful, cold, and perfect. He was simply an inhuman existence, and he was almost deified.
And the brother in her memory was just ordinary, except for being a little prettier and having better grades, there was nothing special about him.
These two people are not compatible at all.
Night fell slowly.
The car finally arrived at the gorgeous villa area, and slowed down behind a black villa.
Wow.
The garage door opened automatically, and there were subtle red lights flashing on it.
Quentin slowly drove the car in and parked it in the leftmost parking space. The entire garage was very spacious, and there were three expensive sports cars and a car parked inside.
Two men in black suits opened the car door for the three of them with respectful expressions.
"The leader has been waiting on the second floor for a long time, please follow me."
One of the gentle, blond men spoke fluent American English and smiled charmingly at the three women in the car. His spoken language has a London accent, which sounds a combination of rigorous and elegant.
Aisharo got out of the car first, and then stood in front of the car door to protect the two girls from getting out of the car slowly. At the same time, she was also looking around at the scene around her.
The garage is illuminated by soft yellow lights, and the light is reflected on the surface of the car, and suddenly there are several light yellow spots in the garage.
Where they got off the car, the wall on the right was a transparent glass wall. Through the glass, one could see a small reception room with sofas and vases inside. There were maids in black and white maid costumes wiping the furniture dust inside.
The blond man leading the way was walking towards a corner of the glass wall, where there was an automatic sensor glass door. At the door, a strong black man with a gun holster on his waist whispered a few words to him, then backed away and bowed slightly towards them to show respect.
Aisharo returned the salute with a smile, and led Arisa and Vivien to follow closely.
To be honest, Alyssa and she are getting used to it quite well. They have been in and out of the high-end laboratories of the Primary Color Group, and it is not uncommon for them to see top-notch living conditions. But the remaining little Vivien couldn't calm down.
Looking around curiously with her eyes, the American-specific nerves and adventurous spirit are vividly displayed in her body. She almost died in danger just now, and now she has recovered after more than a day.
"Vivien, are you sure it's really your brother we're going to meet?" Alyssa whispered close to her ear.
"I don't know either." Vivien shook her head, but she was also full of curiosity and anticipation.
The three of them followed into the small reception room, and the maid who was cleaning made a standard skirt-raising ceremony to them. The three of them were at a loss and didn't know how to return the salute, so they were immediately called by the person who led the way to a small door on the right side of the reception room.
There was a small elevator there, and there was a pupil and fingerprint scanning device on the side of the silver-white elevator door. Aisharo saw that the blond man aligned his pupils and pressed his five fingerprints before opening the elevator door.
She also keenly discovered that there are hidden laser cutting traps inside the opened silver elevator. Once an enemy breaks the elevator and enters it rashly, or is paralyzed into the elevator, these laser cutters will have a terrifying lethality. In such a confined space, it is simply an invincible existence.
"There was a bit of an accident in the pick-up this time. The culprit, Marshal Dam, has been punished as he should. Speaking carefully, Marshal Dam's original purpose was good, but he was stimulated by those blood races, causing him to go crazy. .I also hope that you will stop blaming him." The blond man said earnestly.
It was only then that Aisharo noticed that this man was one of the four strongest men under Damu.
"He almost killed us." Aisharo said in a cold tone.
"No matter what kind of compensation you want, the marshal will promise to agree. This is his most sincere apology, and I hope you can accept it." The blond man gently stuffed a small thing into the palm of Aisharo, which seemed to be a small box, I don't know what's inside.
(end of this chapter)