[Quick Transmigration] Your feelings

The blood hunting team rejected the police station's proposal to send police support, and rushed to the scene of the incident as long as they had the assistance of a policeman who was familiar with the geographical situation.

It was only a quarter past eleven o'clock, and the vampire's nightlife had just begun. If they were lucky, they might be able to successfully capture their prey tonight.

When several people arrived at the scene of the incident, there was no trace left on the ground except for a pool of dark blood that exuded a fishy smell.

"Red, can you determine the direction?" Fogg asked.Before coming, old Henry told them about Rhett's special ability, and now it's time for him to show his abilities.

Reid approached the beach carefully, looked at it, smelled it, and then closed his eyes slightly. After feeling it for a while, he opened it again, and pointed to the east firmly, "Over there, it's not too far from us."

After determining the direction, the three began to quickly approach the target.Reid's judgment was not wrong. After moving about two or three hundred meters, they met a vampire in an alley.When they arrived, the vampire was making love to a woman.

"It's really daring, to dare to move around in such a close place after committing a crime." Falk clicked his tongue and commented like this.As the output force in the group, Yan had unequivocally raised his knife and stepped forward to attack the vampire.

The vampire was very vigilant and immediately sensed that the danger was approaching. He pushed the woman towards the banquet and flew away by himself.The woman didn't know what happened, but she saw a flash of the knife in front of her, barely slashing across her face, she screamed in fright, and sat down on the ground paralyzed.

Yan's movements were slightly delayed because of the woman's resistance, and then he quickly chased after the fleeing vampire.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" Fokker jumped off the wall, helped the woman with trembling legs, and comforted, "We are the police, and the suspect we wanted just now was the suspect we wanted. Did it scare you?"

"No, no...Mr. Inspector, it's okay, I'm fine..." The woman said with a lingering fear on her face like gold paper.

"That's good," Fogg smiled, seeing that she was able to stand still, he let go of her hand, took a step back, and said goodbye, "We still have official business, so we will leave first, goodbye!" After all, without waiting for the woman to reply, Fogg pulled Rhett and disappeared in front of the woman.

"Although Mr. Fogg's polite way of calming the frightened lady is very gentlemanly," Rhett panted as he ran, but he couldn't help saying to Fogg, with a bit of complaint, "but it made us unable to keep up with the banquet." Sir——shouldn’t the task be important at a time like this?”

Falk smiled easily, and said with a sneer: "Red really only pretends to be a feast in his heart, and he tried every means to join us for the feast, right? Today's children really don't remember kindness, and they completely forget who put the He sent it to the Bishop~"

Reid blushed, and couldn't help arguing: "Mr. Fogg is obviously trying to evade..."

"Don't worry, little Rhett." Before Rhett finished speaking, Fokker interrupted him with a smile, "That's just an ordinary fourth-generation blood clan. With Yan's strength, it's no problem to fight alone. If it is too tight, it will become a burden."

What Falk said was indeed based on his experience in countless missions with Yan, but this time it seemed to be a little different. They had chased Yan's trail for at least a kilometer, but they hadn't seen Yan for a long time. The scene of taking down the blood race, obviously, Yan is still chasing the blood race.

If it is a vampire who is extremely good at speed, this may indeed happen.And Reed next to Falk is obviously dead.So Fogg stopped, looked at Rhett who was panting heavily, and said, "Let's rest for a while."

"Why, why?!" Reid was completely unaware that it was his own fault.

Falk had no choice but to smile bitterly and said to him: "Look at your current appearance. If you run another half a kilometer, I'm afraid you will die suddenly."

Yan had already run closely behind the vampire for about two kilometers.He could clearly feel the rapid loss of physical strength, and if he continued to chase him endlessly, he could only watch helplessly as the vampire escaped.

not like this.

Yan's eyes were slightly scattered, and he began to look for favorable conditions around him.Suddenly, he fixed his eyes and saw a hemp rope hanging on the corner of the wall not far away.Have!Yan turned around a bit and rushed down to pick up the hemp rope, and then suddenly stepped up to chase the running vampire. At the same time, he threw out the hemp rope vigorously with his hands, and entangled the hemp rope like a chicken.

He knew in his heart that it was impossible to really trap the vampire with his own strength, he only needed the vampire to delay for a moment-the hemp rope hit the vampire's back, forcing him to scramble, and there was a momentary pause, seize the opportunity , Yan pulled out the dagger from his waist and threw it away, aiming at his thigh!

There was a soft "chi" sound, the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.The banquet was not missed.In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed behind the blood race, kicked him down, the long knife was unsheathed, and in an instant, it had penetrated into his chest. organ penetration.

The vampire snorted, and black blood slipped from the corner of his lips.

"Slayer?" Yan squinted his eyes, his eyes were like thunder, and asked so.

The vampire did not answer, but raised his head, stared at him with anger and hatred, and roared, "Bloodhunter! If you kill me, Lord Kellman will not let you go!"

The moment Yan heard this name, Yan's whole body froze, and his blood froze in an instant. The next moment, a gushing momentum swept across his body and rushed to the top of his hair. Yan's eyes suddenly became as gloomy as hell Horror, "What did you say? Ke-le-man? He's here?!"

The vampire's eyes suddenly turned around him and stopped behind him.The vampire's blood-red eyes suddenly burst out with excitement and joy, as if he forgot the pain in his chest for an instant, and shouted: "Lord Kellman!" through the heart, ending his life.

Yan pulled out the long knife, swung it vigorously, and turned around.The vampire fell limp behind him.

Although it has been ten years, Yan has already firmly engraved the appearance of the devil into his memory.When the unchanging face of the blood race appeared in sight again, the anger that had been accumulated for ten years spewed out, as if to burn him and the demon standing there together—

"Kay, El, Man!"

The vampire, who was firmly locked by such angry and terrifying eyes, had the usual cynical smile on his face. He gently raised his hand to caress the exquisite sculpted jaw, and the dark-haired boy's stern look was reflected in his pale yellow eyes. The figure, the blood race smiled, but almost said with some doubts: "You killed my servant, I should be angry, why are you so angry instead, huh? This blood hunter?"

As soon as Yan heard his words, killing intent rolled all over his body, and hatred rose, "Scum!" He stopped talking to the other party, and directly raised his knife to challenge.Perhaps aroused by his anger, his speed and blade were faster and sharper than usual. If it were normal, no one would be able to stand by his sharpness.However, what he was facing was not an ordinary person or a vampire—it was the second-generation duke who almost surpassed the entire vampire world!Therefore, in Kellman's view, Yan's attack was nothing more than a small fight. He didn't even need to move his hands to prevent the opponent from getting close to him.

However, when the face of Shu Li, who was approaching by human beings and belonged exclusively to the East, was clearly revealed, he suddenly remembered who he was.

Kellman waved his hand lightly, and the three generations of blood races waiting behind him rushed out to fight like a gust of wind. The two sides fought for several rounds, but the three generations, who should have been far more powerful than the blood hunters, did not gain the upper hand for the time being. Kai Erman's interest came, and he propped his jaw and watched the battle quietly.However, the three generations are three generations after all. Not long after, Kellman's servant kicked Yan's chest and threw him to the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Yan prostrated on the ground, and the air in his chest was tumbling.The three generations almost broke his ribs.

The second-generation blood looked at him condescendingly, with a smile on his lips, "I remember you, Dongfang boy—you are the adopted son of the Huettwood family, right?"

Yan supported his body with a knife and stood up, his fierce eyes fixed on Kellman's hypocritical face that he wished to tear apart, "Kelman! You destroyed my Hughtwood family back then, and today I will let you life for a life!"

"Hahahaha... Interesting!" Kelman laughed uncontrollably, his flowers trembling, "It's been a long time since I heard such a cute declaration! Oh, yes," Kelman seemed to suddenly think of something, Eyes full of smiles stared at the embarrassed Yan, "Do you still remember your younger brother?"

Yan was taken aback for a moment, then roared angrily: "What did you do to Kanin?!"

"Kanning? No, no, no," Kellman said, shaking his fingers, "He's called Manning now, and he's my favorite little servant." After speaking, he added with a bit of pity, "But he I shouldn't remember you now, after all, how old was he then? Four years old?"

"——Kelman, you villain, the devil in hell!" Hearing this, Yan's emotions were completely out of control, regardless of his own body, he staggered and rushed forward again.It's just that it was the same as the one just now, and it was even worse. This time he spit out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow", and the air was instantly filled with a sweet smell that made the blood race manic.

Kellman's eyes dimmed. Seeing his distressed appearance, he said with pity, "How about going back with me? Let you reunite with your brother."

Yan sneered, and spat viciously, "Bah, scum!" This was a rejection.Kelman has always liked active and obedient prey, his temper is too strong, and he doesn't have the patience to tame.

"Simon," Kellman put away his smile, stared at Yan coldly, and issued a cruel instruction, "he is yours now."

"Yes, master!" Simon jumped down from the eaves and walked towards the banquet, his eyes glowing red.

Yan wanted to hold the knife and get up, but he couldn't pull up any strength in his body. He could only hold the handle loosely. Yan warned the vampire who was approaching him with angry and disgusted eyes, but it was obviously useless.Anyone can see that he is now at the end of his battle.