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Chapter 20 Good People and Good Deeds (seeking tickets)

Zhao Song threw away the mummy, feeling that his train of thought was fine.

When the vampire absorbs it, the taste is really good, and the energy and blood are quite sufficient. It is a good charging treasure.

But the problem is, this little vampire seems to be a little out of sorts.

He took two puffs and it was gone.

If you want to advance, such a small snack will not work.

He wants dinner.

Yin Mang continued to attack, the commando team here, the blade fighters killed more than half, and the other half, master Whistler, zombies, and Zhao Song divided equally.

"Ah~"

After the place was cleaned up, Zhao Song stood up from behind the bunker. He moved his neck comfortably, let out a sigh, and twisted his neck to make a "Kalala" sound.

The blade warrior glanced at Zhao Song, and found that Zhao Song's expression was exceptionally good.

Of course he looked better.

He had absorbed the energy of eight or nine vampires just now, and felt that he could kill a cow now.

Of course, this is just an illusion, he has not yet reached the realm of qi and blood.

It was just a step away.

With their hands in their sleeves, Zhao Song, Blade Warrior, and Whistler all looked forward.

They looked towards the closed room ahead.

In that room, the target of this action should be Earl Taylor.

"By the way," Zhao Song seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly asked, "Where's your informant?"

"My informant?"

The Blade Warrior glanced at the ground, looking at the ashes of the vampire on the ground after being shattered by a special bullet, and said: "He is here, and I am the first to end his pain."

Zhao Song did not speak.

Blade Warrior's marksmanship is very accurate, and his shots are very fast. When this little brother died, he shouldn't have suffered much.

Tell someone to kill him, this little informant is indeed a ruthless person.

Zhao Song rang the bell, and the zombie rushed to the only closed door and tore it apart.

"boom!"

Before the zombie jumped in, there was an extremely heavy pounding sound, and the black zombie was knocked out.

Immediately, a werewolf with a height of about [-] meters appeared in the sight of the three of them.

His blood-red eyes stared at everyone present.

Seeing this huge werewolf, Zhao Song quietly hid himself behind the blade warrior.

Unfortunately, he was already tall, and the bun on his head made him even taller.

His efforts to hide behind Blade were doomed to futility.

He was still seen at a glance.

"Uh, Blade, Whistler, I remember we came to hunt vampires this time, this thing..."

Zhao Song gently reminded them that there was a problem with their information.

This thing doesn't seem to have anything to do with vampires.

"It was Dracula, Dracula bit him."

The blade warrior said with a blank face, his bullet aimed at Earl Taylor who turned into a werewolf and said: "Dracula can turn into some strange beasts.

Like werewolves, bats, giant bears, crocodiles...

In addition, he can give power to the rest of the vampires, but before Dracula felt that these were innate magic, he was unwilling to share them.

Now it seems that the old monster has awakened! "

Zhao Song took two steps back again.

"Brother, from your description of Dracula, I think Dracula may not be a vampire.

He's just a druid who looks more like a vampire! "

"Roar!"

Before Blade Warrior had time to talk to Zhao Song again, the two-meter-tall werewolf rushed towards Blade Warrior with all fours on the ground.

The Blade Warrior raised his gun, and Master Whistler shot into a net.

Countless bullets landed on the werewolf's body, and just tore through his skin, they were pushed out by the werewolf's muscle tissue and fell to the ground!

Vampires are physically weak?
Sorry, doesn't exist!

He can turn into a werewolf to fight!
In a few seconds, the werewolf had already appeared in front of Dao Feng, and slapped Dao Feng away!
Then, he stopped, opened his mouth and shouted at Zhao Song, and his saliva flew up.

The werewolf's tone was not pleasant.

Zhao Song stepped back in disgust, and slapped the Soul Calling Orb!

The low, inaudible infrasound wave turned into a thread and landed on the werewolf accurately. The werewolf let out a shrill scream, and his eyeballs burst open immediately!
Zhao Song hurriedly stopped the Soul Calling Orb.

What he wanted was a living vampire, not a dead one.

He stopped the infrasound, and instead a giant python appeared, which bound the werewolf and pulled him to Zhao Song.

Facing that face, Zhao Song took a deep breath.

The Blade Warrior and Master Whistler who had just got up were dumbfounded. They saw that Zhao Song was about to absorb the soul of the werewolf on the opposite side.

Another illusory werewolf appeared in front of the werewolf. After this illusory werewolf was absorbed by Zhao Song, the werewolf began to shrink and finally turned into a vampire.

Satisfied, Zhao Song threw it out with astonishing strength.

Zhao Song threw it to the Blade Warrior.

"Earl Taylor gave it to you, remember to ask something out of his mouth."

Zhao Song rubbed his thumb and index finger together.

He signaled to the Blade Warrior what to ask, which seemed obvious.

What he wanted was Earl Taylor's wealth.

The Blade Warrior dragged the Earl into the room to inquire.

Zhao Song continued to stroll and came to the loading and unloading area of ​​the dock. There should be people here, but there was a gun battle in the front office area, and the people here had already left.

When he came to a place where no one was around, Zhao Song didn't find the camera either - Earl Taylor would never install such a thing as a camera in a place where there was illegal trading.

He intends to try the energy he absorbed just now.

Zhao Song clenched his fist, and with one punch, a cow really ran out from his fist, punching a gap in the shipping box next to it, revealing the people inside!

"Ok?"

Zhao Song walked in along the gap and saw many people who were kidnapped and injected with tranquilizers.

These people are both male and female, and what they have in common is that they are all young.

The girl is very beautiful.

The man has no disabilities and is relatively strong.

"Damn."

This is a slave trade.

These vampires are damned.

Zhao Song folded his hands inside his sleeves, and continued to open the rest of the shipping boxes, and saw what was hidden inside.

Zhao Song saw weapons, oil paintings, and artworks.

He finally cheered up.

These are all money.

It's a pity that he didn't learn how to keep everything in his sleeve, otherwise he would want all these things.

Zhao Song called several trucks, and they took away all the works of art, oil paintings, and even a lot of weapons.

The weapons of the Stark family are quite good, and they can find a market among many arms companies. Stark Industries naturally has its extraordinary features.

Zhao Song asked the people in the gym to take away the weapons that could be taken away, and then called in professional scrubbers to clean up the place.

Afterwards everyone left, and Zhao Song made a casual phone call.

After a while, FBI agents cordoned off the place, where they found immigrants who hadn't been sold.

When the detectives saw the clean battle scene.

They knew it must have been washed.

The people who do this work are very skilled.

"A game of black eats black."

These detectives scolded, but they have seen this kind of thing a lot. There are many vigilantes in this world, and there are quite a few who like to ask them to clean up the ground after they finish their work.

They see a lot.

The detective in charge of this matter smoked a cigarette and said: "Write the report, it looks like those prisoners have been killed, but the report can't say that.

Just write as before, you all know that, right? "

The inspector said with some melancholy.

"we know."

The detectives understood. An agent came over here and said to the inspector: "This should be a smuggling den. We found some Stark Industries weapons from there. According to our investigation, there should be some valuable weapons here." Items, but they are gone now, I suggest that we investigate carefully and put this case..."

The inspector interrupted him.

"What does it matter to us, boy, our mission is over.

We were in charge of finding the cunning villains who kidnapped the girls and recovering the victims, look, didn't we do a good job?

Why are you meddling again, boy?
This is no longer something we can manage, don't meddle in other people's affairs, this is my advice to you. "

The detective interrupted him without a doubt, and the rest of the old fritters ignored the young man.

This child is young, why is he not enlightened.

What do those things have to do with them?

Those antiques are not yours, so what are you anxious about without them?
This is not your business.

(End of this chapter)