The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

"Leave! Hurry!"

Felicia helped the girl who fell on the ground and pushed her out hard. There were still some half-lying people around. She helped them one by one and pushed them away. Then she started to check those who were completely motionless. Checking the pulse, pupillary reflex with flashlight, visual inspection of external injuries, and then making temporary fixation to directly drag the person out - this whole set of operations is now very practiced by the female police officer.

But in fact, her scalp is numb now.

On the night when she was attacked by the Reapers, she started to help injured colleagues and civilians in this way, and most of them turned into monsters with terrifying faces. The policewoman immediately learned one thing, that is Absolutely use caution when dealing with injured people. In particular, some guys deliberately covered up and concealed their injuries in order not to be ostracized, and as a result, the entire survivor team was brought down. Felicia still finds it a bit incredible that she and her old partner Max were able to survive that night.

The scene from the nightmare appeared again.

The painful-looking man in front of him seemed to be about to open his jaw and bite him with a bloody mouth in the next second.

Relax, these people just got stepped on, you saw it with your own eyes. They have not been bitten and will not mutate... The policewoman took a few deep breaths and tried her best to eliminate the horrifying scene of burning human bodies just now. But even so, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and there was a slight pain like needle pricks all over his body, which was alternately cold and hot. Even without touching her wrist, she knew her heart rate was already high.

After taking care of the injured, Felicia approached the club door, and a burst of electronic music accompaniment entered her ears, which was a bit thin.

The policewoman is quite familiar with this. This kind of accompaniment needs to be used with the DJ's on-site control of the effects device. There must be no one on the sound console now. However, the situation at the scene was somewhat unexpected. She had thought that with such a fierce firefight, there would be many casualties on the ground, but the current number was completely inconsistent with similar cases that Felicia had handled. Of course, there is another possibility, that is, those "dead" were burned to ashes.

To be honest, Felicia didn't like this scene. Because these nightclubs on the streets in downtown areas are usually gorgeously decorated, with various laser lights, strobe lights and moving head lights inside. As soon as you enter, you will feel that there are flashes of light from all directions, flickering on and off. However, this kind of lighting designed to enhance the atmosphere is very dangerous for the police. It creates too many corners that cannot be seen clearly, making it difficult to be aware of dangers. There may be a gun muzzle ready to fire bullets at you.

Ta-ta-ta-ta! ! ! !

The movement inside continued, and she recognized the voice as soon as she heard it. It was the TEC-9 submachine pistol that was favored by federal criminals. She ducked down and sneaked to the entrance of the passage. The policewoman held a gun and exposed half of her head. She saw a black man in a trench coat holding two guns and pouring firepower in all directions. There were many guards squatting on the surrounding tables, stools and bar. After someone was accidentally shot, his entire body was burned to death.

The scene before her was completely beyond Felicia's understanding.

The policewoman looked up at the weapon in the man's hand, then looked down at her M4 carbine, and quickly started doing reasoning questions in her mind. She remembered clearly the result of the last time she fired at those vampires. How could the 9mm Parabellum pistol bullet be more lethal than a rifle? There is either a problem with the two TEC-9s, or there is a problem with the bullets inside.

So are all the guards vampires?

What are vampires afraid of?

cross? Silver candlestick? garlic?

At this moment, the big man in the windbreaker in the center of the field has stopped shooting. After all, even the 32-round extended magazine cannot withstand such a long period of consumption. He began to spin his body on the spot, and suddenly jumped towards the bar counter. The submachine gun was withdrawn at some point, and a dazzling silver sword appeared in the man's hand.

The lights flicker, as cool as the special effects shots in a movie. The next scene was as exaggerated as a stunt show. He kept flipping the sword, chopping melons and vegetables and killing all the vampires in the scene one by one. The sword seemed to have some kind of magic power, and all the parts it touched burned. . The moment the black man turned his head, the policewoman finally saw clearly that there was a pair of sunglasses on the other man's face!

Who the hell wears sunglasses in a nightclub at night?

Felicia had no intention of watching anymore.

Although I don't want to admit it, it is too dangerous for an ordinary person to get involved. She returned to the lighted passageway at the entrance and began checking for survivors. However, the style of painting of the injured here is different from that outside. Most of them have blood dripping from their necks, which is almost completely consistent with the horrific scene in their memory.

The policewoman held the handle of the gun, her face uncertain.

Until she felt a gust of wind coming from the back of her head.

Swish!

Holding back the pain of her hair being torn, Felicia threw herself forward. At this moment, she was extremely glad that she had a protective gear on her elbow joint. After touching the ground, she immediately turned half of her body. The M4 carbine fired 4 bullets in a row. The last bullet hit the head of the humanoid in front of her. The other person screamed in pain and covered his head. head.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! ! !

A man who looked like he had been splashed with sulfuric acid, with the skin on his upper body almost completely melted, stood in front of him. The gums in his mouth were exposed like a skeleton, and the two canines looked extremely ferocious. Without any hesitation, Felicia turned off the full-automatic mode of the carbine, gritted her teeth, and fired all the remaining bullets in the magazine on the monster in front of her.

"Roar----!"

The monster roared and rushed forward, its two fangs reflecting the cold light in the flashlight. The policewoman only had time to cross her weapon, and the other party chewed on the gun with a 'click'. The police tactical flashlight was originally installed on the head of the gun. This action directly caused Felicia to temporarily lose the light source. She only felt the force from the weapon, which was much greater than that of the men she was fighting against in the team.

But the next second, the pressure suddenly weakened.

The monster stepped on the belly of the policewoman, passed her directly, and ran towards the club door ahead. Felicia raised her head subconsciously, and the entire field of vision was reversed in her eyes. Due to the loss of strong lighting, the monster's back was a little blurry. It was moving very fast and was almost about to run away.

boom!

A gunshot immediately pierced the corridor.

Just like the scene he saw just now, the monster stopped moving, and sparks erupted from its entire body, burning up quickly like paper sprinkled with gasoline. Things happened so fast, Felicia waited for the ashes to be stunned for a few seconds, and then remembered to lower her head. The limitations of the human body were revealed at this moment. The movement from leaning back to leaning forward caused a slight lag in the blood and oxygen supply to the brain, and the feeling of dizziness immediately interfered with the images in the field of vision.

This didn't bother Felicia. She immediately recognized the leather coat and the woman standing in front of her was the woman at the entrance of the alley.

"Oh, you're a policeman?"

The slightly deep female voice sounded a little dry, and there was an inexplicable chill: "When did the New York police become so efficient? I thought they were still blocking the highway."

The low-heeled leather boots stepped on the tip of the gun, stopping Felicia's intention to shine the flashlight on people. Before the blonde policewoman could say anything, the woman in leather clothes in front of her knelt down, pinched her neck with her hands to check, then opened her mouth and opened her upper and lower lips with her fingertips.

"...I wasn't bitten!"

The force coming from the opponent's wrist made Felicia realize that this was no ordinary human being. But with her body being manipulated like this, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in her heart. The hand behind her back grasped the Remington shotgun under her body: "There's no need to pretend to me here. If you want to do it, hurry up!"

Hearing her words, the woman really laughed and slowly moved her face closer: "You are different from those stupid Hagui tribe. They usually tattoo the clan logo on their neck or mouth. But I think you were pretty cool just now. Try your best...you're not really acting, are you?"

Felicia said no more, just stared at the face in front of her. The hood on the woman's head was missing. Although the light was very dim, the two parties were so close that they could see clearly. The policewoman noticed the man's grinning dark lips, and the two fangs inside confirmed her suspicion: this was indeed a vampire.

"No time to make friends, we have to leave."

The big black man who was killing everyone in the middle of the dance floor emerged from behind the woman. He was still cool in sunglasses and trench coat. Felicia didn't notice him at all. This can't be blamed on the policewoman's poor eyesight. When a black uncle is standing in the shadows wearing all black, it's really impossible to tell...

"of course."

The woman in leather clothes stood up, walked towards the ballroom with long legs, and waved to Felicia: "Don't be so brave next time, Miss Police, if I were you, I would stay away from this kind of thing. "

The policewoman sat up silently and saw the big black man grinning at her, the white teeth exposed were extremely dazzling. After a while, the club corridor fell silent again. The sirens in the distance finally came belatedly, quite like the ending of a movie.

Felicia got up, walked to the enemy where the leather-clad woman had been standing and fired, and picked up the bullet casing on the ground.

……

"You've been laughing more and more lately."

A 1968 black Dodge Challenger drove onto the street from the back alley of the Pyramid Club. The woman in leather was sitting in the passenger seat, flipping through a black notebook: "Sure enough, when the blade is nourished by love, its mentality will also change. Well, am I right?"

"...What did you find?"

The big black man didn't answer.

"Only money."

The woman in leather clothes first replied with one word, and then reset the pistol holster after checking: "But at least next month, you and Karen can be more happy when spending money, and the old man can buy a few more cigarettes."

"He can't smoke anymore, Nissa." Blade shook his head: "I will urge him to quit."

Hearing his words, Nissa smiled and threw the pistol into her lap and said nothing. The Dodge Challenger accelerated through the traffic and soon drove onto a suburban highway. After running for more than ten kilometers, tonight's combat operation was successfully concluded. The woman unbuttoned her coat, put the hood over her face again, and began to prepare to get out of the car.

"Why didn't he stay?"

Blade suddenly said something.

"what?"

"That beautiful boy, Watson, why didn't he stay with you?" The big black man did not turn his head, still staring at the road ahead: "I mean, at that time, you, the princess in distress, had nothing left. I thought You’ll at least want to leave with him.”

"Oh, about that..."

Nisha reached out to unbuckle her seatbelt: "It's a bit complicated to say, but I don't plan to continue to pester him. I have a more interesting target now. What do you think of having sex with that blond policewoman tonight?"

This time it was Dao Feng's turn to remain silent again. He turned his head half way, his lips slightly parted, and his eyebrows raised high behind the frames of his sunglasses. If Watson saw this picture, he would vividly call it ‘black question mark.jpg’. Nisha was very satisfied with Blade's reaction and sneered: "I'm joking, but let's get down to business, don't you think we need to develop some connections within the police?"

"is this necessary?"

"of course."

The vehicle stopped next to a railway track, and Nisha opened the door: "I will observe it for a while."