Bloodlines of the Marvel Universe

'Bang bang bang -! ''Da da da--! ''Hua la la la~'

Listening to the gunshots outside the window and the continuous sound of glass breaking, Kahn pressed Elena's back and bent down together to rush out of the cramped utility room.

Taking out the folding spear from his waist and handing it to the girl with long black hair, Kahn quickly explained how to use it: "Press this button hard, and the two ends of this folding spear will pop out, which can catch those monsters by surprise.

Be careful not to hurt yourself. "

This folding spear was naturally a trophy he captured from the Predator on Bouvet Island.

Afterwards, the scientific researchers from the Snake Shield Bureau wanted to forcibly confiscate it, but he rebuffed it with a strong attitude.

After asking their superiors for instructions, the agents and the guys from the scientific research department had no choice but to give up.

Let him take away this irrelevant alien cold weapon.

Anyway, they found an identical sample in that pyramid.

"Well, be careful."

Nodding heavily, Elena took the folding spear and held it tightly in her hand.

After experiencing many hardships together, she has a clear understanding of the strength gap between herself and her lover.

In this case, what she has to do is to protect herself as much as possible and not to hold the other party back.

After learning about her family's mission, she no longer regarded herself as an ordinary little girl, but as a warrior, quietly learning the use of various cold weapons and fighting skills in private.

After a month of perseverance, the combat effectiveness is not only better than that of female soldiers and agents, but at least better than more than 95% of women of the same age.

It is no longer the powerless vase it once was.

At this time, Catherine and Isobel also ran up from the corridor.

Seeing the vampire she hated so much, Catherine cursed angrily: "You actually let an elegant lady block the gun for you. Are you still considered a man, Kahn?"

"Am I considered a man? Try..."

Noticing the gaze of the girl next to him, Kahn quickly changed his words: "Ahem, now the Rain Girl has no melon."

After saying that, he drew his gun and pointed it at the blond werewolf behind the two women: "Is it you who led the group of werewolves outside here?"

Staring at the weird-looking pistol in front of him, Mason felt his heart palpitate for no reason, and his tone subconsciously weakened: "It's not me."

"Mason is on our side."

Isobel stood up and explained: "Yesterday we had a conflict with a werewolf and accidentally killed the other party. These guys should be here for revenge."

"Accidentally? Ha~"

With a sneer, Kahn had no intention of delving into this issue for the time being: "Are there any more powerful weapons in this villa?"

Several people looked at each other and fell silent.

The few of them have occupied this villa for less than three days, and they usually despise human firearms. How could they go out of their way to understand such trivial matters.

"I'll ask the butler."

"That's too late."

Pulling out his long sword, Kahn swiped the sword towards the window, and a black shadow that had just broken through the window flew back along the original path.

The werewolves in the United States really don't have martial ethics, and they even attack with grenades.

In Europe, most werewolves only know how to use fangs and claws.

They vampires have always used thermal weapons to bully them.

'Boom! '

Hearing the loud noise coming from the window, Catherine's expression changed slightly: "Grenade?"

Unless special bullets are used, ordinary firearms pose little threat to her, but grenades are different.

It has the ability to severely damage or even kill her.

Pushing the sofa in the hall to the corner, Kahn pointed to the gap specially left by him and told the girl with long black hair: "Hide it."

The next moment, he raised his left arm and faced the corridor entrance to the side and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

'boom! '

There was a gunshot, and a half-wolf man with yellow eyes, bared fangs, and a hand-held charge rushed up to the second floor, and his ferocious head exploded like a watermelon.

Red and white were scattered all over the floor.

Looking at the trio who were still in a daze, Kahn was quite speechless: "You still won't help?"

The death knell is easy to use, but the amount of ammunition is always a big problem. It can't be done without saving.

Hearing this, Elizabeth drew out the dagger hidden behind her back and faced a werewolf that jumped in from the window.

Mason also had both hands, activated his half-wolf transformation, picked up the coffee table next to him and threw it hard at the other werewolf.

As the strongest among the three, Catherine showed a little daughter attitude and looked at her former runner pitifully: "Kahn, I don't know how to fight, can you protect me?"

Hearing this, Kahn's face showed the signature smile of a well-known host in his previous life: "Really? I don't believe it."

Immediately afterwards, he ducked to the window, grabbed the neck of a werewolf that had just jumped in and before it could land, and threw it towards the female vampire next to him under the horrified gaze of the other party.

After hitting the wall and rolling around for a few times, the half-wolf transformed into a werewolf realized what was going on. He quickly got up from the ground and pounced on the sexy female vampire in front of him.

He didn't care whether the person in front of him was the guy who had just tricked him.

Their boss said that everyone in this house must die!

"Kahn, you son of the beach!"

Being distracted by human trouble, the disguise on Catherine's face disappeared in an instant, and she cursed angrily.

Then, he clenched his fists and reluctantly faced the werewolf approaching.

Judging from the opponent's flawless tortoise punch, the female vampire is indeed not very good at fighting. She can only use the strength accumulated over the years to eat the opponent alive with brute force and speed.

After restraining the cunning female vampire, Kahn immediately raised his sword and rushed towards the group of werewolves rushing up from the stairs.

Seeing the approaching black shadow, the two leading werewolves raised their guns and shot without hesitation.

Seeing clearly the orange-yellow bullets that were rotating at high speed and covered with a layer of fog, Kahn was not afraid. He turned his wrist quickly, and the long sword in his hand danced like a silver rose in front of him.

'Ding! ''Ding! ''Ding! '...

Accompanied by crisp metal collision sounds, clusters of sparks exploded in Kahn's path.

Although his current moving speed is far worse than that of a bullet, it is easy to see the trajectory of the bullet.

After this straight-forward attack was seen through, the threat was immediately cut in half.

Coupled with Kahn's speed that is far beyond ordinary people, not a single bullet can break through his defense.

If a chatty mercenary who was on a mission in the Middle East saw this scene, he would definitely call him an expert.

With a flash of cold light, the two MP5 submachine guns were split into two with the palms holding them.

Without giving the two werewolves time to react, Kahn took advantage of the situation and changed his moves. Under the horrified eyes of the other party, the long sword swept out.

The next moment, a bright red line bloomed on the necks of the two werewolves, becoming more and more dazzling.