Started in American comics

When the needle penetrated the skin, blood seeped out, and the woman's body trembled slightly and then calmed down quickly.

There is a transparent isolation box next to the laboratory, and his clothes are hung neatly inside, even his underwear.

Several robotic arms probed back and forth, suddenly releasing strong electromagnetic interference. The clothes instantly exploded into a pile of smoke, and all internal electronic signals were interrupted.

As Van Helsing said, the soldiers in the submarine did not dare to use high-power weapons. When he transformed into a werewolf, he was like a big bad wolf that broke into a flock of sheep, wandering around almost invincible.

Occasionally, he easily avoided the defense mechanisms in the passage, and no one could stop him.

Once again relying on the werewolf's unique sense of danger to avoid the passage mechanism, he encountered a large group of blocking soldiers.

Bullets flew like a violent storm, and the werewolf roared loudly, using his arms to protect his head and rushing away to catch the bullets.

The bullet hit the body and splashed countless blood. It impacted at high speed, and the intercepting soldier was knocked away and exploded with sparks flying everywhere.

These soldiers turned out to be half-human, half-machine modified humans. They were nervous when facing the werewolf. Several soldiers dropped their guns and pulled out their daggers to engage in close combat.

The hair was flying, and wounds were torn open on the werewolf's body and healed quickly. Van Helsing's eyes were red, and he grabbed the sharp knife that pierced his chest.

The reformed soldier felt something was wrong and wanted to pull away, but he quickly pressed close to him and his wolf claws penetrated his body.

There was no blood or flesh, just broken circuits and dancing sparks.

He used his waist to lift it up high, and smashed it towards the two soldiers who were rushing towards him. He took a half step across and closed his fists in a lunge.

Bang!

The air exploded with a straight punch. The soldier facing him crossed his arms to block and flew backwards. He hit the wall and collapsed, his chest was sunken and his mechanical arm was completely disabled.

He is a werewolf, yes, but he is also a demon hunter with superb fighting skills!

After taking care of the soldiers in front of him, his nostrils twitched slightly to search for the lingering smell in the air, and he moved toward a door.

Lifting his leg was just a kick, the control switch exploded into flames, and the door automatically popped open.

"Jackie Chan, where's Dad's tea!" Dad shouted with a magnifying glass, turning around just in time to see Van Helsing suddenly appear at the door.

"Ouch! There's a demon!"

Jackie Chan, who was making tea, jumped up in fright, dropped the tea cup to the ground, and turned over in front of his father in a fighting stance.

"Don't hurt Dad!"

The tall werewolf stepped forward slowly, his wolf kiss slightly opened: "I am Van Helsing, we must get out of here quickly."

Jackie Chan was stunned for a moment, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed: "Van Helsing?"

Dad regained his composure and walked over: "Do you know each other?"

Jackie Chan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "I'll be with them!"

Snapped!

Two fingers hit him on the head, interrupting his words. The father looked arrogant: "Since we know each other, that's good. Where's my tea?"

Three pairs of eyes looked at the tea spilled everywhere on the ground. Jackie Chan waved his hands and stepped back, but he still couldn't avoid his father's "two-finger Zen" and hit him on the head with a "snap".

"Go make me some tea!"

"But, aren't we leaving?"

Snapped!

"Ah oh!"

Another bang hit his head. Dad threw the magnifying glass aside, picked up the porcelain bowl next to him and returned to the workbench: "Dad needs tea to prepare the magic."

"But we"

Snapped!

"Don't interrupt when Dad is talking." Dad retracted his fingers, raised his glasses and looked at Van Helsing: "Constantine should be safe, right?"

Van Helsing, who transformed into a werewolf, said in a low voice: "I attracted most of the firepower, and the rest is not clear."

"That's enough." Dad took off the metal plate and put it in a cloth bag.

"We need something for self-defense." He casually gave Jackie Chan next to him a surprise: "Hurry up and make tea."

The originally tense atmosphere was gone. Jackie Chan took out a clean cup to make tea, and his father picked up the mess and began to mix the potion.

Van Helsing, who turned into a werewolf, didn't say much, turned around and closed the hatch, and moved the cabinets and beds in the house to block the door.

Boom!

The two transmitting wires shattered the surveillance probe in the corner. Constantine turned around and crouched behind the wall. Xiaoyu was carrying a backpack that she got from nowhere, which contained a bunch of random things picked up on the road.

"What on earth do you want to do? They are already chasing you."

Constantine held a cigarette in his mouth, leaned his head against the wall and took a deep breath: "It's almost time, follow me later."

"what?"

Boom!

The entire hull suddenly shook, and a powerful wolf howl penetrated through countless decks, but it still made the eardrums hurt.

Xiaoyu covered her ears and wailed in pain: "Did someone step on the bearded tail? What is it called!"

"go!"

Constantine grabbed Xiaoyu's arm and ran forward, turning several corners and returning to the room where they were previously held.

The damaged hatch was forcibly knocked open, and the soldiers inside had left, leaving only a few motionless bodies.

Constantine spit out his cigarette butt and stepped forward to move the body: "Come help!"

Xiaoyu threw away her backpack and came to help, but she was only ten years old and couldn't move these mechanical corpses at all.

"The more dangerous the place, the safer it is, but we are in a submarine, we will be discovered sooner or later, right?"

Constantine quickly threw all the corpses out, picked up the backpack he had just thrown aside, and began to arrange it.

"When submarines are under mortal threat, they surface and that's our opportunity."

"So, you can turn into a bomb?"

"Stay away." Constantine was too lazy to speak. He bit his finger and drew it on the ground with blood.

After finishing everything and retreating to the periphery, a huge circular magic array appeared on the ground, connected by winding blood lines, a bit like some kind of huge monster.

Glancing at Xiaoyu, he smiled wickedly: "Do you remember the deep sea monster?"

Then he closed his eyes, put his hands together and made strange handprints, and a strange and awkward chant slowly sounded.

"The spirit of the ocean, the fountain of life, the mysterious and dark underwater king, death and fear bring disaster, life is so fragile"

The nagging whisper was not very clear. Xiaoyu was a little curious and moved closer.

In the core control room of the submarine, a pair of bloodshot eyes quietly looked at Constantine's arrangement. Next to it was a picture of the room where his father was.

The father handed a piece of magic potion to the werewolf. After drinking it, Van Helsing's body surged with black energy, and his size expanded again, and he became a giant monster more than three meters tall.

The sharp claws reflected the metallic luster, and the wolf claws left tearing and scratch marks on the ground wherever they moved.

Dad followed carefully with the cloth bag on his back and the enchanted salted fish in his hand. Jackie Chan picked up a stick to defend himself. A thermos cup was hung on his waist, which contained freshly brewed hot tea.

The scarred woman saw everything in her eyes, a smile appeared on her lips, and she looked back behind her.

A water ball connected with dense circuits. There are a bunch of corpses floating in the light blue liquid. Each fragment is connected by silk threads, barely making up a complete human form.

The scarred woman was full of tenderness and gently stroked the transparent cover: "It has begun, you will survive!"

Everything went according to plan, and in comparison, the scene of the unconscious patient about to be transformed into a biological weapon seemed so insignificant.