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Although Lawrence was not hit head-on by the shells just now.

But the aftermath of the explosion and the dust in the room still made him look miserable.

And some of the other nearly twenty vampires were injured by the flying shrapnel because their strength was not strong enough to recover.

Fortunately, after they took out the shrapnel inserted into their bodies with great pain, the damage to the vampires' bodies was also recovering at a fast speed.

"Lawrence, don't be impulsive."

"Let's retreat from the back first, and come back for revenge when we have a chance later!"

Morag stopped Lawrence's steps and walked to the back of the room.

There was no exit there originally, but after being bombed by the shell just now, a big hole appeared directly, allowing them to drill through easily.

"Come out of this hole and run away!?"

"I was a duke thousands of years ago!"

"Now my strength has recovered a little, but I can't do such a thing."

"And we are prepared, those shells will never hurt us again."

"Why don't we all go out together and kill these werewolves! Revenge for Bells and Yost!"

Lawrence said loudly.

And his statement also attracted the approval of several vampires in the crowd.

After all, those werewolves yesterday had no resistance in front of everyone, and were killed in an instant.

"This time the werewolves came prepared."

"And we don't know how many heavy weapons the other party is carrying. If we continue to stay, there will only be more variables."

Morag's forehead was bulging with veins, and he wanted to kill this idiot who was holding him back.

"I just don't believe in those werewolves..."

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"......

Before Lawrence finished his sentence, several more shells were fired into the house, causing a huge explosion.

It turned out that the werewolves outside knew that vampires would not die so easily.

So they encouraged the special forces to fire more than ten shells at the distant room.

This time, the shells were not only fired from the door, but also bombed the entire room in all directions.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"......

Accompanied by the sound of cannons, five more vampires were blown to pieces.

Now there are only sixteen vampires who can still breathe in the whole room.

Among them, the only ones intact are Morag, who has reached the peak of the Grandmaster, and Lawrence, who is in the early stage of the Grandmaster.

The powerful strength gives the two extraordinary reaction speed, which can effectively avoid the frontal impact of the shells.

Their own magic defense can also perfectly resist the invasion of various shrapnel.

However, the other fourteen vampires were not so lucky.

Their strength had only been restored to the innate realm for the time being, and they were bombarded by more than ten shells in a small space.

Although they did not die because of their tenacious vitality.

But several vampires were missing arms and legs, and the rest were all covered in blood.

Judging from their appearance, even if they could escape this time, they would need to suck a lot of blood food in the future to restore their bodies to their original state.

"Idiot!"

"Retreat quickly!"

Morag cursed angrily, picked up a vampire with a missing leg on the ground with one hand, and then began to run quickly to the back.

Originally, there was only a cave here that was blown out by the shells, but now there is no wall.

"Fuck!"

Lawrence's face turned pale and blue, but he had no way to refute.

He cursed angrily, and also imitated Morag, picking up the two most seriously injured vampires from the ground, and followed closely.

The other vampires who were slightly less injured tried their best to gather their remaining strength and followed closely.

Unfortunately, it was not so easy for this group of vampires to escape.

The werewolves were fully prepared.

They joined forces with many fully armed special forces to surround the entire area.

When the vampires rushed out of the room, although it was no longer suitable to bombard them with artillery shells, there were enough fully automatic rifles and bullets.

"Fire!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"......

The dense sound of gunfire once again broke the silence of the night.

The nearby residents closed their doors and windows tightly, holding weapons in their hands and ready to prevent emergencies.

It has been more than 20 years since the global promotion of martial arts, and most humans have been inspired to have blood and courage in their bodies.

This is also an era where everyone practices martial arts, even ordinary people who look ordinary.

But starting to practice since school will also allow them to gain extraordinary strength.They are far from being as weak as the civilians thousands of years ago.

Once a bad guy dares to break into their house, these people don't mind giving them a volley of bullets!

"Let's run separately!"

Morag, who was at the front, dodged the dense bullets while issuing new instructions.

It's true that the sixteen vampires gathered together, and the target is too big, and it is easy to be attacked by the special forces on the opposite side.

Such dense bullets, even he who has recovered to the peak of the master, still feels a little bit of effort to dodge.

And those injured innate vampires have been hit by a lot of bullets.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"......

After hearing Morag's order, the other ten vampires quickly fled in all directions.

This time, the special forces on the opposite side really felt like Muggles.

It is said that they received a mission today, saying that they were going to eliminate a group of powerful gangsters.

This time, everyone was not only fully armed, but also had more than 300 people.

Originally, the special forces thought that their target should have hundreds or even thousands of people.

But after arriving at the destination, they were only ordered to fire at an old house.

'? ? ? '

'How many criminals can hide in such an old house? '

"Is it necessary for us to mobilize so many troops?"

Although the special forces were full of doubts, they still fired a shell at the house according to the order.

With a loud bang, the artillery accurately hit the target, and the whole old house collapsed.

'So easy? '

'Has the mission been completed? '

Just as his thoughts were flying, the leader issued a new order, asking the artillery to continue firing.

And this time, it was not just him who fired, but all the artillery fired at the same time.

'Watt? '

The artillery felt that their boss's brain might be broken.

After that precise shot just now, how could there be any living things in the room?

Why did they continue to fire at it?

But one of the duties of a soldier is to obey. Facing the orders of their superiors, they fired more than ten shells one after another.