Djinn starting from Marvel

Squeak, squeak~

In an urban area in New York where land is at a premium, at the door of an apartment, Ding Hao was lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun, with the rocking chair rocking back and forth.

On the street at the door, Dao Feng dragged his tired body over. When passing by Ding Hao, he walked directly over as if he didn't see anything.

As a vampire hunter, the battle between Blade and vampires has never stopped. Most of the time, Blade finds the opportunity to enter the gathering place of vampires and kill them indiscriminately. After all, compared to Blade as an individual, there are relatively more vampires. Find a lot.

But sometimes, vampires will be the first to discover the blade, and then gather people to try to kill the daywalker in the dark.

A similar thing happened one night a few days ago. There was a small safe house on Blade in this apartment, but the address was leaked at some point.

Under the siege of vampires, Blade, who was alone, could only flee in embarrassment.

With the help of targeted weapons, ultraviolet lights, and grenades filled with silver powder, Blade successfully broke through and escaped from this place with injuries all over his body.

Vampires who cannot be exposed on a large scale can only watch the blade fly away. According to convention, at this time, the vampires will attack nearby humans to vent their incompetent rage.

This is not the first time that this kind of thing has happened in New York. All Blade can do is to keep it in mind, or like now, choose a day to make some disguise to pay homage to the dead souls.

"Hi Jerry, good morning~"

When Dao Feng walked into the building, he heard a familiar voice shouting his pseudonym from behind. His hair suddenly stood up and his heart rate soared.

Turning around little by little, Dao Feng saw a sturdy black aunt carrying a pile of cardboard boxes and about to walk out.

"Aunt Enroth?" Blade's tone was full of questions.

Aunt Enroth is also a resident of this apartment. She is a kind-hearted person and very enthusiastic. She is familiar with everyone in the apartment.

In that ambush, Aunt Enroth was killed by a vampire because she noticed something was wrong and tried to call the police. Blade saw her body when she escaped.

But now...is he resurrected on the spot? !

Not to mention ordinary people, even most vampires, as far as Blade knows, cannot survive with their bodies broken in two and their brains scattered on the floor!

"Huh? What's wrong? Do you have something to do with me?" Aunt Enlos felt something was wrong with the blade, put down the cardboard box, wiped her hands on her clothes, and asked with her head tilted.

Dao Feng swallowed. He had an inexplicable feeling that the aunt's head would suddenly roll down, and he imagined the scene in his mind.

"No, it's okay. I just drank a little too much and my eyes were a little blurry." Dao Feng said, finding an excuse.

"You can't do this. You should drink in moderation. Remember the alcoholic on the sixth floor of Unit 3? He is a good example. Let me tell you..."

Blade's words turned on Aunt Enroth's switch, and Enroth began to quote scriptures and persuade her earnestly.

At this time, Dao Feng could only stand there and keep nodding, indicating that he was indeed listening. After being scolded like this for a few minutes, Aunt Enlos mentioned her own business, said hello, and went out with the cardboard box. .

Immediately afterwards, Blade began to run around the building, chatting with various familiar residents, and even went to look for traces in nooks and crannies that were difficult for adults to enter.

After walking around the entire apartment, Dao Feng had to face the reality. This building was completely unlike the one in his memory. All the dead residents had come back to life, and the walls stained red with blood had returned to dust. look like.

What the hell happened...Am I in a dream? !

Dao Feng was a little doubtful about his own existence. His memory was so clear, and the wounds on his body that hadn't fully healed were still aching, but the reality was that it didn't match up with his memory.

With full of doubts, Dao Feng walked out of the apartment door. The setting sun shining on his body could not make him feel warm. The conflict of memories made Dao Feng feel cold all over.

"Hey." Ding Hao stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers at the blade.

Dao Feng turned around to look, wondering for a moment if Ding Hao was looking for him. Ding Hao kept his eyes closed the whole time, raising his head to enjoy the sunshine, without any intention of looking at him.

"Call me?" Dao Feng asked. At the same time, he also had some doubts in his heart. When did this man move a recliner and lie here? Why did he pass by the window so many times without noticing it once?

"Of course." Ding Hao said, putting his hands behind his head, "Look behind you."

Daofeng was a little confused and decided to do as Ding Hao said. This time he was even more confused.

After Ding Hao prompted him, Dao Feng saw a light yellow light shield on the roofs of the two apartment buildings behind him.

The silk threads hanging from the end of the pale yellow light curtain connect each resident, just like the puppet strings used to control puppet actors on a stage play.

Rubbing his eyes, Dao Feng even gave himself a slap to make sure it was not an illusion. After dealing with vampires for so many years, Dao Feng had seen a lot, but he had never seen this scene before.

"They were dead in the past, but they are still alive now." Ding Hao explained casually.

"What does this mean? Who are you? What do you want to do?" The blademan had already pressed the pistol on his waist, staring at Ding Hao, and asked questions like a barrage of questions.

Whoa, a shadow passed through the sky.

Dao Feng subconsciously let go of the pistol and reached out to fish it out. The moment he reached out, Dao Feng regretted it. He didn't understand why he did this. If this was a grenade, he would most likely be waiting to die.

Something fell on his hand. It was very good. It was not a grenade. Blade opened his palm and took a closer look. It was a small test tube with bright red blood in it. After looking at it for two seconds, a wolf head appeared in the blood and shouted at Blade. roared.

"My name is the Djinn. You will know the other questions after you go in." Ding Hao pointed to the door and said to the frightened Blade. It was not that he had nothing to do with pretending to be the Riddler, but it was foreseeable that Blade had other questions behind these questions. More questions will follow that are more difficult to explain in words.

If Dao Feng was smart enough and knowledgeable enough, Ding Hao wouldn't mind chatting with him, but obviously, Dao Feng didn't meet either of these two conditions.

Blade looked in the direction of the door, where the ordinary iron door had now turned into a halo of yellow edges, but the picture on that side of the halo could not be seen.

"You can choose to refuse, then I will treat your wish as invalid."

Make a wish? When did I make a wish? !

Dao Feng was a little confused and was about to ask, but found that the djinn was no longer visible in his field of vision.

After hesitating on the spot for a few seconds, Blade's intuition told him that this might be the most important step on his way to eliminate all vampires.

Thinking of this, Dao Feng grasped the test tube tightly and walked toward the door with a somewhat heroic attitude.