useless vampire

He Zizhou stared at this deformed body, clenched the silver blade tightly in his hand, and put the buckle at the end of the silver blade on his index finger.

I saw a cold light flashing in the dark light, and the silver blade hit the joint between Thornfire's head and the artificial body, and then there was a "呲呲" sound, and Thornfire trembled violently like an electric shock. Blu-ray blood.

"Boom——" the head rolled down, and the skin on the face was aging rapidly again, wrinkled, and only a pair of wide red eyes could be seen.

The man in red backed away in shock, and then reacted quickly, clenched the poison dart in his hand and threw it towards the dark place where the silver blade flew.

He Zizhou dodged the poisonous dart and jumped out of the darkness. At the same time, he lifted the clasp on his finger, and the silver blade quickly flew back to his palm. He held it tightly without leaving a drop of blood on the blade.

"Who are you!" The men in red gathered and surrounded He Zizhou tightly.

He Zizhou looked around and glanced indifferently at the masked faces.As a vampire hunter, he is a descendant of the "Oriental Silver Blade", and as a doctor, he can accurately find the dead spot.

Holding the silver blade in his backhand, he jumped up suddenly. When the short blade cut through the silence, it suddenly became very long. Before the men in red could react, a deep bloodstain was drawn on their necks, and the blood gushed out. out.

The man in red fell to the ground, the red clothes were soaked in blood, and there was no difference.He Zizhou walked through the corpse, quickly cut open the chest of the artificial body, took out the heart, wrapped it in rags, and ran back.

After a long period of darkness, a ray of light suddenly shone from the front and above, he stopped immediately, frowned, and tested what the light was.

After a while, I saw a face emerging from the light, it was the man arranged by the dean, the man who brought him into this institute.

"Quick! Come!" The man hurriedly said.

When He Zizhou ran closer, he realized that the entrance of the cave was very high, and there was nothing nearby to support it.

"Give me your heart first, give me a hand, and I'll pull you up." The man leaned into the hole and stretched out his hand with great effort. He Zizhou raised his arm and handed the package to the man.

The man took the package, opened it, and when he saw the heart glowing with blue light, his pupils dilated instantly, and then he sneered at He Zizhou who was still trapped below.

"Thanks for your hard work, idiot." The man smiled slyly, and then disappeared at the entrance of the cave.

He Zizhou frowned, glanced at the hole, and quickly flung the silver blade out of his hand, only to hear a scream of "Ah--", the silver blade firmly inserted into the back of the fleeing man.

Then with all his strength, he jumped out by relying on the thin rope between the silver blade and the buckle on his finger.

"Don't, don't... don't come here..."

The man crawled on the ground because of the pain, and the blood hole on his back flowed out like a spring. He turned his head and looked at the silver blade in He Zizhou's hand in horror.

He Zizhou walked up to him, snatched the heart from his powerless hands, then squatted down, lifted his head, and said coldly, "Tell me what's going on?"

The man swallowed, his mouth tightly shut.

He Zizhou put the knife on his chin, "Say."

"I, I was, I was ordered to do things... I, I... It's not what I want... I..." the man stammered.

"Who is that?"

"Yes, yes...it's the dean...he used you..."

He Zizhou frowned, "You dare to talk nonsense, I will do it now."

"Don't, don't, don't!" the man begged, "The dean, he is actually Torrey...uh..."

A bullet hit He Zizhou's face and hit the man's forehead. The man stared wide-eyed and fell headlong.

He Zizhou quickly turned around vigilantly, only to see a familiar person coming from the dark.

"Well done, boy, you are indeed a descendant of the 'Eastern Silver Blade', but——it would be even better if you could give me the heart in your hand."

He Zizhou looked at the person in astonishment. It was his father's close friend, the person who helped him when he lost his parents, and the dean.

He clenched the silver blade tightly in his hand, unable to believe all this.

The dean glanced at his whitish knuckles, and said, "I always knew you were a calm child, you should know the current situation, right? As long as you give me your heart, I will still be your good uncle, otherwise..."

The dean's eyes flashed a sinister look.

"Don't even think about it." He Zizhou held the silver blade in one hand and protected his heart with the other.

"It's up to you, Zizhou, I know you too well. Although you look taciturn and indifferent, there are actually people you want to protect, right?" the dean smiled.

He Zizhou's back felt cold.

"I've been paying attention to this little boy for a long time."

At this moment, two men in black pressed a thin body up, He Zizhou's breath was choked, it was Jiang An!

Jiang An was thrown on the ground, looking dying. He was already thin and thin now that he was tightly tied up, making him look even weaker and weaker.

"Woooooo..." Jiang An looked at He Zizhou with teary eyes, his mouth was tightly blocked, and he could only make a sound like a small animal from his throat.

But He Zizhou could still tell from Jiang An's "woo woo" that he was calling himself "Doctor He".

He Zizhou's hand holding the knife trembled.