People In Marvel, System Attackers

Chapter 11 The Blade Warrior is a little bit ridiculous (1/3)

The charm of spicy hot pot is that it’s so spicy that you Roar 哧 Roar 哧, but you can’t bear to stop the chopsticks.

Spicy is not the sensation of taste, but the sensation of pain.

Pain, addictive!

So I love spicy food and shaking. M is actually a principle.

Digression.

Mike chose to “hide” in the Bigfoot Warehouse. The Bigfoot case is not settled. After the police have collected the evidence, they put a seal on it and leave it alone. There are also white lines on the ground to mark the position, position and posture of the corpse.

Mike didn’t know when the vampire would come to him, so he moved the hot pot guy over, without the tension before the war.

Mike glanced at the Blade Warrior and asked, “How did you find this place?”

The Blade Warrior did not answer Mike’s question, but instead asked, “You know me?”

“Definitely.”

Mike replied: “Since you have chosen to fight against vampires, you should be able to collect relevant information. You have a reputation among vampires. Should you call you “Blade Warrior” or “Daywalker”.”

“Daywalker, I prefer this to be called Roar.” The Blade Warrior actually thought about it seriously.

“Okay, Blade Warrior.” Mike played with Old Terrier again. “Please sit down and eat something?”

The Blade Warrior is half-human and half-vampire, originally lacking desire for human food, and-the red soup in the pot is boiling and rolling. Are you sure this is food, but not some kind of chemical weapon?

“No, forget it.”

The Blade Warrior decisively refused, “But, are you not worried at all?”

“Worried about being useful?”

“It’s useless.”

“That’s not enough.”

“But……”

“No but… Blade fighter.”

Mike interrupted Blade Warrior, “You have too many questions. Out of courtesy, you should answer my questions first.”

“Vampires are my prey, you are the prey of vampires. So…”

“The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind?”

“Sorry, but—yes. As for how to find you… I caught Dickon Firth, and I had a lot of experience in’communication’ with vampires, and Dickon’s bones didn’t win at all. Just talk a little bit of “reason” and he will tell you what you want to know.” The Blade Warrior glanced outside the Warehouse. “If there is no accident, Dickon and his men will surround this place in fifteen minutes. So I want to leave. If so, it’s still too late.”

There are a lot of words, not in line with Mike’s impression of Blade Warriors in his memory. But people are here to report and save you, so let’s say a few more words.

Favorability +1.

“Twenty minutes.” Mike said without a word.

“What?” The Blade Warrior was confused.

“I mean, it takes at least twenty minutes for a vampire to speak.” Mike explained with a smile: “This is the Hell’s Kitchen, where demons are dancing. Are vampires great? They run aggressively to someone else’s territory, don’t other gangs use face?”

Either fight or communicate.

Mike guessed the latter.

The vampire set up the factory in the hell’s kitchen, indicating that there is a cooperation or agreement with the local gang.

Regardless of the former or the latter, it takes time.

“Hahaha, funny…” Mike laughed.

The Hell’s Kitchen of Fuck Eggs.

Blade Warrior: (⊙︿⊙), the situation is different from what he thought.

First, the prey hunted by vampires ate spicy hot pot at Warehouse.

Then the prey didn’t have a trace of fear.

This made the Blade Warrior think of a possibility, his eyes burning under the sunglasses.

Mike guessed what the Blade warrior was thinking, and said, “Yes, I leaked the information myself. It doesn’t matter who is the hunter and who is the prey. Don’t you really have some, authentic Tianchao spicy hot pot…”

Mike does not forget the Amway Celestial cuisine.

Blade Warrior: “…”

Looking at the boiling red soup, at a certain moment, he actually thought about whether or not to try it.

“It’s a terrible idea.”

The Blade Warrior decided to divert his attention and caught a glimpse of the two knives leaning on the sofa.

“This is your weapon?”

Two silver Katanas, sponsored by Fat Jerry, plus the Sundial in the system space, exactly three.

“Yes.” Mike said, “I am a three-sword swordsman.”

Blade Warrior: [・_・?]

Three swordsman swordsman?

The first time I heard.

And there are only two knives, where does the three-sword flow come from?

The Blade Warrior was silent for two seconds, changed the original plan, and said, “I can stay and help.”

“No, no, no, no need!”

Mike quickly rejected the kindness of the Blade Warrior.

The commission to rescue Lisa has ended. Dealing with Dickon belongs to Mike’s self-sufficient after-sales service-although Fat Jerry’s sorrow operation allows Mike to not lose money, or even make a small profit.

But it’s good to use the Possession Card to get some experience by the way.

The Blade Warrior doesn’t know if Mike is self-confident or arrogant, but it’s never a superhero like “I am for your own good, I can’t help you”.

He took a deep look at Mike and said “I hope you can survive.” He left the Warehouse.

Under the words, Mike is still not optimistic.

After chasing Dickon for many years, the Blade fighter knows Dickon quite well. Dickon’s battle can only be said to be okay, but it is very cunning and rarely shows up in public. In the battle, the younger brother must be allowed to go first, and the advantage is to let go of the guns and sneak attacks behind, and immediately run away when the chance is wrong, and sell the younger brother without blinking.

The Blade Warrior did not leave after leaving the Warehouse, but hid in the dark as planned.

More than twenty minutes later, several cars drove into the dock area at a swift speed and braked sharply outside the Warehouse. The tires rubbed against the ground, making a grieving sound and pulling out long traces.

Mike glanced outside and calmly took out two cards: “Use the cards.”

More than fifty vampires got out of the car, and there was a sense of sight of young and Dangerous people gathering. Dickon Firth’s suit and leather shoes, one stop forward, the image of Causeway Bay’s story is vivid.

With a wave of Dickon’s hand, the vampires in the back outflanked the Warehouse from both wings, and the remaining seven or eight followed him, Shi Shiran entered the Warehouse.

The moment he saw Mike, Dickon remembered the portrait puzzle that Sansa had made. He just wanted to spray people: So this is the same person?

I only hate that Sansa is dead and can’t kill it again.

However, Dickon instantly confirmed that he was the right person.

There is no fear in Mike’s eyes, there is a hint of unexplained playfulness. This made Dickon irritated and angry–

Humans, why are you not afraid!

You should be afraid!

Must be afraid!

Then crawled under the feet of the noble Blood Clan, begging humblely.

“It’s you?”

“Yes, it’s me. You shouldn’t have come…”

“kill him!”

Dickon snapped his life and forgot to catch Mike and slowly torment the thought.

“whispering sound.”

Mike still wants to play Cologne. I don’t know how to cooperate, bad review!

The four vampires rushed towards Mike from four directions.

bass!

Two silver Katanas are unsheathed.

The knife suddenly appeared, drew two arcs, and cut the four vampires lightly into black and gray.

Mike laughed: “Come one to kill one, two to kill one pair, four to kill two squares…”

Dickon didn’t give Mike a chance to pretend to be forceful. He took the submachine gun from his subordinates and fired frantically at Mike.

Mike closed his eyes, perceiving the domineering perception, Huo Di opened his eyes.

At that moment, Dickon felt like he was being stared at by the colorful tiger, and he was the little white rabbit shivering under the tiger’s gaze.

I saw Mike holding knives in both hands, dancing in front of him, chopping all the warheads in half.

Ding Ding Ding…

“How can it be!”

Dickon was dumbfounded.

So the question is, can Blade fighters chop bullets?

Answer: No!

The Blade fighters, who can’t cut bullets, chase the vampires alone to kill.

Dickon understood that it was time to retreat strategically and sell his younger brother.