Mysterious journey

Aisharo in the bathroom was suddenly startled. She heard her sister's somewhat harsh voice. He didn't even have time to dry his hair, so he rushed out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. With bare feet, she ran towards the living room where her sister was.

Sure enough, he saw Alisha squatting at the gate, looking at him nervously.

"Sister, there is blood!" Arisa lowered her voice. She and her sister had experienced a life of being hunted for several years together. Naturally, she was no more mature than other people of the same age. At this time, she seemed much more mature.

"It flowed in from outside the door." Alisha added.

Aisharo nodded, walked over and squatted down, also touched the blood with his hand and smelled it.

"Open the door." She adjusted her muscles to their best condition and whispered to Alisa.

The latter nodded and opened the door carefully.

After a very slight click sound.

A red and bloody human figure suddenly lay down outside the door.

Aisharo, who had already taken a stance, vigilantly kicked the humanoid figure lying on the ground.

"This person seems a bit familiar."

The man covered in blood lay motionless on the ground, seemingly unconscious.

"Sister, it seems that Mr. Tramp?" Alisha said cautiously.

"What's that called Pu?" Aisharo suddenly remembered the mysterious homeless man he had met some time ago.

"He must be in some kind of trouble. He lost too much blood. We have to save him!" Alisha whispered, her sympathy started to show up again, and she seemed to be more concerned about the 'acquaintance' she had met once. .

"Alyssa, we can't cause trouble." Aisharo said sternly, "I can't deal with this person who left me last time. If there is someone else who can hurt him like this, then he must be someone we can't deal with. Come on. This is beyond my capabilities, we have to get him out."

"But sister, he's too seriously injured." Alisa also knew that the situation was a bit serious this time, but she couldn't bear to see this man lying here seriously injured and unconscious. "He will die if this continues!"

She whispered with a little pleading, "After we revive him, let him leave, okay?"

"This situation is beyond what I can handle." Aisharo said seriously.

"But sister. He's injured too badly. He will die." Arisa squatted beside the man and begged in a low voice.

Looking at his sister's eyes, Aisharo finally softened and nodded.

"Okay, drag him in quickly and I'll deal with the blood stains right away!"

"Yes! Sister is the best!" Alisa also knew that the situation was serious, and quickly dragged the man slowly towards the living room.

Aisharo quickly went to get a mop and wiped away the blood stains, then sprayed some air freshener expertly, carefully checked the surroundings, and then closed the door.

"I was originally going to see Brother Gallon from Thomas's house tonight." Aisharo frowned as he watched his sister wiping the blood from the man's face.

"We have to send him to the hospital!" Alisa also frowned, but she looked at the wounds of various sizes on the man's body. She used to treat her sister's wounds. Very skilled in dealing with these injuries.

After carefully examining the wound, Alisha made a very experienced judgment.

"It's like a wound scratched by the claws of a wild animal. It's deep, but it heals very well."

She quickly found alcohol gauze and bandages.

"We can only deal with it briefly and then send him to the hospital immediately."

"no!"

The man woke up suddenly, opened his eyes wide, and grabbed Alisha's wrist.

"Can't go to the hospital"

His wiped face was handsome and pale, without a trace of blood, even a little blue, and some kind of black.

There was a faint red glow in his eyes, and he stared greedily and longingly at Alisha's white wrist. To be precise, he stared at the slightly pulsating blood vessels on her wrist.

But some kind of reason restrained him and prevented him from taking action.

Trying to look away, he let go of Alisha's hand and looked at the two sisters apologetically. They seemed a little frightened.

"I'm sorry for scaring you. I'm very weak now, very weak. I'm sorry, I'll leave right away and won't cause any trouble to you."

He struggled to turn over and stand up, but it was useless. Just as he stood up, there was a crisp sound and his whole body tilted.

"Ah!" Alisha whispered, covering her mouth and exclaimed.

The man's left kneecap actually broke with a snap and bent back at an unnatural angle.

"It's okay, it'll be fine soon." The man didn't seem to care about his fracture. He sat down on the ground, "It'll be fine soon. It'll be fine."

"Your legs!!" Alisha didn't know what to say. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the man as if nothing had happened, and her heart suddenly became confused.

Aishaluo also had a hint of admiration in his eyes. He was able to deal with such an injury as if nothing had happened. Regardless of his experience and status, this person was a tough guy worthy of admiration.

"I have to leave here, otherwise you will be implicated!" The man smiled bitterly.

Aishaluo looked at his eyes quietly, and she could see the sincerity in the other person's words. The other party really didn't want to implicate them.

"Don't worry, is someone chasing you?" she asked.

The man nodded. "Yes, they are very powerful. I am no opponent. The police are useless. Their power can suppress all public forces." There was a hint of helplessness on his face.

Suddenly his expression changed, as if he had sensed something.

"Here they come! They're coming! Be careful!!"

He struggled to his feet.

"Hurry up and hide, I'll deal with them!! They are very..." He yelled and stood up.

Before he finished speaking, he was dumbfounded to see Aisharo take out a rifle from a vase nearby and shoot at the left wall without looking.

Bang! !

Bang bang bang bang! !

Then one after another, Aisharo kept pulling the trigger with a calm expression.

Countless bullets hit the sky, but they did not hit the wall. Instead, they hit a dark young man. He passed that place at an unknown time and was hit by the rifle.

This man originally pounced on Alisha's neck on the side, but was hit one after another with rifles. His entire chest was beaten to pieces, and blood spattered everywhere.

After finishing the bullets, Aisharo threw away the gun, pulled out the handle of the door next to him, and actually pulled out an extremely sharp black dagger from it, and pounced to the right with an expressionless expression.

laugh!

The black dagger drew a black line and instantly cut into the forehead of a woman behind her.

The latter suddenly appeared behind her. Before she could make any move, her eyes froze and her whole body froze in place.

Wow!

The two pursuers' bodies instantly collapsed and turned into two piles of black ashes.

"They... are very powerful." The man finished the rest of his words.

He looked at the two piles of black ash on the ground, and then at the expressionless faces of Aisharo and Alisha.

He suddenly felt that human beings were so scary.

Two vampires were killed by a seemingly weak girl in an instant. This simply destroyed his world view, life, and ideology!

"Sorry, I scared you." Aisharo put away the dagger lightly, looked at the two pools of black ashes on the ground strangely, frowned, and whispered. "Can you explain why their bodies turned black and ash after death?"

"Sister has the ability to predict upcoming dangers. Although these two people are fast, they have no skills at all. They are much weaker than the ones my sister has dealt with before." Arisa also looked unmoved. look.

You must know that they were able to slowly survive with the skills of ordinary people in the past and continue to grow to the point where they are now. Naturally, it cannot be simple. Not only his sister, but he himself also has similar abilities.

"Rather than this, we are more interested in why they turned into two piles of black ashes when they died?" Aisharo repeated the previous question.

The man smiled bitterly.

"It seems that I have met a great person. Let me introduce myself again. My real name is Preeto, Preeto Red Moon. A member of the ancient Red Moon Blood Clan."

"Vampire?" Aisharo raised his eyebrows.

"Your name wasn't like this last time, was it?" Alisha pointed out immediately. "Although it's also common or something?"

"Sorry. Last time it was a false name. I was afraid of injuring you, so I didn't give my real name."

Preeto's face became paler.

In just such a short period of time, the injuries on his body had healed to a great extent.

He walked over and looked at the ashes of the two unlucky vampires, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"It seems I don't want to get you in trouble anymore. They've already set their sights on you."

"Are they difficult to deal with?" Aisaro said in a calm voice, "The vampires are the legendary vampires? I've heard of them before and thought they were legends, but I didn't expect that they actually exist?"

"But aren't all vampires supposed to be handsome?" Arisa was puzzled.

"Aren't you worried?" Preeto looked at the two sisters who didn't feel any pressure, dumbfounded.

"Worried? This kind of thing is not difficult to solve. Why should you worry?" Aisharo explained casually and began to quickly change bullets for the rifle. "Please explain carefully what is going on."

Over the years, she has gone from being hunted to killing others. What is a fatal threat to others is something that the sisters have become accustomed to. But being inexplicably involved in this dispute made her unhappy.

"This matter needs to be explained slowly." Preeto smiled bitterly.

"The Blood Clan has been divided into two parts, the Ming Party and the Secret Party, since ancient times. And I am a Blood Clan subordinate to Lord Red Moon, one of the leaders of the Ming Party."

"Then it's the vampires of the Secret Party who are chasing you?" Aisharo is used to seeing all kinds of extremely powerful chasing techniques, some of which look just like magic and are extremely miraculous. On the contrary, he didn't react much to the vampires, he just regarded them as a stronger new human being.

"Yes, those two were just the lowest level vampires." Prito whispered, "It's no longer safe here. I'm afraid we need to move the location."

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