[0035]midnight

Under the deep night, the whole city has stopped the noise, and it is rare to see a pedestrian on the road. A car tilted like a drunk, driving straight out in the west direction of the city. Immediately after that car is an equally luxurious car...

The engine of the car made a harsh sound, and the tires turned sharply against the ground, leaving two lines of parabola-like burning... "Dad! Da Da!"

The co-pilot position of the car chasing behind suddenly opened the window, and a strong man held a pole*. The flames spew, and the bullets scattered out like free of charge. The trunk of the car in front of him burst into flames, and the glass behind was also covered with bullet holes and cracks like spider webs.

"Dad...Dad!"

It is really surprising that someone can use a submachine gun in an inland area like Tianyun City. However, looking at the skin color and dress of the pursuer, it is clearly a black man - this situation is even more surprising.

The car was also a sharp turn, chasing along the traces of the car in front of him... In the car in front of him, a pale young man was driving. His lips were red, and a blood stain flowed down the corners of his mouth, emitting a strange, gorgeous blood red.

The young man's eyes are a slightly red blue.

He has slightly silvery blonde hair, but at this moment, sweat makes his hair stick to his face one by one, making him look embarrassed. A penetrating wound in the chest is still bleeding. It seems that he was shot. If it is a little bit more, he must die!

The oil meter in the dashboard quickly came to an end, and the car had to slow down, and then the young man actually snorted, opened the door and rolled out.

His speed is very fast, and this movement seems to have been practiced tens of millions of times. A shuttle of bullets splashed Mars on the road and brushed past him. The young man screamed, and suddenly a black wind behind him spread a pair of huge wings and ran towards the roof of a building...

"Hight, you bastard!"

The black man who shot threw away his gun, cursed, and then got out of the car and chased the young man.

It's a white man driving.

The white man cursed in a low voice: "Damn John. Beron. This nigger, bastard, idiot... This is China, fuck!" The broad palm hit the steering wheel fiercely. The nigger just now, that is, John. The submachine gun thrown down by Beron was crushed by his foot.

A hand pulled out his cross from his arms, and the white man said, "Damn God, bless me!"

The white man smiled strangely, and his feet were amazingly fast. Unexpectedly, he climbed up the building and fell far behind the two people in front of him. The young man in the front became paler and paler. He tried his best to fly fast with the convenience of his wings. He hunted and chased the soldiers behind him.

Black John. Beron shouted, "Stop. You can't leave. Stop obediently and let me twist your head, and then I can get a reward for a long time."

The young man said, "You damn demon hunters, I swear, I won't let you go!"

"Do you still have a chance?"

I don't know when the white man appeared in front of the young man. He said slowly, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Rekenny. It's an honor for you to die under me, young vampire. You are really too careless. The human world is not what you should come from!"

The young man roared, "Why?"

John. Beron smiled strangely and said, "What a poor little guy. Don't you know that you are valuable?"

John. Beron's feet swept towards the young vampire with a roaring wind, while the white Rckenney squeezed his cross hard, and a little blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. At that moment, he saw the silver light flashed, and the virtual shadow of the two crosses flew towards the young man!

"Oh--"

The young vampire roared in despair, and his body transformed into countless remnants, but the silver light accurately grasped his trajectory and stared at him every time, making him unable to dodge.

John. Beron's punch was dull.

"Boom-"

The young vampire flew out like a piece of paper, and then smashed hard on the roof of a residential building, causing a piece of dust.

At this time, Yihe suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the strange man who had just flown down from the opposite building - it looked like a legendary vampire? Yihe frowned, shook his head, and said, "Huh? This man, am I going to save him? Or won't you save it?"

Although the vampires in the novel are not annoying, Yihe doesn't know what these things look like in reality. After being rescued, what if you make trouble for yourself?

The young man is now in a coma and doesn't know anything. It can be said that he is really lucky to meet Yi He, and he is not ordinaryly strong.

Yi merged did not decide to save people, but for a short time when he hesitated, a black man and a white man came. Ricenny said strangely, "Oh? Is there another human here? No, this is an evil heresy, and I have felt the strong demonic breath in him..."

John. Beron said, "Are you sure?"

"You'd better go down and make sure for yourself!"

They are communicating in English, but Yihe can understand it. When he heard the first half of the white man's words, he already knew that the two wanted to deal with himself. In this case, there is nothing to say. He caught up with it one step and got started with a short fight.

Yi's move is big, strong and strong. The originally strange and flexible Emei chased the wind short in his hand and turned it into a calm and righteous and bright move like a mountain, which makes people irresistible--

One force drops ten sessions!

"Bum!"

John. Beron's fist collided fiercely with Yihe's fist.

Yihe took a step back.

John. Beron took seven or eight steps back in a row.

As soon as he got started, Yi He was unintentional, unexpected and unprepared. He deserved the black man's bad luck. Yihe then took the opportunity to paste it up. Chasing the wind short hit was not practiced for nothing. The flexibility of Yihe's hands and legs far exceeded the other party's imagination!

"Bang bang... bang..."

Easy fists, elbows, knees, and feet are often the key and vulnerable parts that the other party can't defend. His fists are powerful, and every attack makes the black man retreat several steps. In less than ten seconds, the other party has retreated to the guardrail--

"sh-it!"

There is no retreat, John. Beron suddenly punched Yihe's head, which was ignored and wanted to end the contract with Yi.

It can be imagined that if this punch is strong, Yihe's head is like a watermelon hitting a big truck, broken into pieces, and even a complete piece can't be found.

It is impossible for Yihe to fight with the other party. He tilted his head, shrank his body, and kicked John on the other party's waist. Beron kicked downstairs. Yi He's eyes fell on Recanny, who had just not taken action, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth and asked, "What? We seem to have no grievances!"

Rekenny said, "There are too many people in the world who have no grievances. You are a big reward for us!"

Yi Heyi frowned and said, "Who offered you a reward?"

"Of course it's the old pope!"

Yi He hated this guy's tone and gritted his teeth and said, "This is China. It's not your Christ's turn to speak... Do you think you want my life with such a little cross you made? Dreaming--" Easy to move, sitting and waiting for death is not his style!

Now Yihe has the inheritance of the ancient beast, and he will not trap himself in a cage, let alone kill people.

He was like a sharp sword and went straight into the man.

Rekenny's face was compassionate: "The lost lamb, give up your meaningless resistance. The sacred light will eventually shine on the world, and the evil in the dark will eventually disappear..."

"Death!"

Dozens of illusions of flashing silver crosses were branded towards Yihe's body. The flesh and flesh actually emitted a burning smell, and the place where it was branded by the cross was deeply sunken, and the skin was deeply burned. But Yihe has no choice at this moment!

He can only try to get close to the white man and then kill him, otherwise he will die miserably.

Yi He felt the fragility of his life for the first time. That involuntary feeling made him almost collapse, and the endless despair devoured Yihe's heart, but despair made him even crazier... Deep in his throat, there was a roar of a beast.

A weak creature under the heavenly way roared in despair.

A obscure and trembling spiritual power spewed out of Yihe's body, almost freezing the time, making the Raykenny's movements stop involuntarily. Yi put his hands and feet to the ground, his eyes were red like blood, and a wild breath gushed out waves...

There is a power that can surpass everything, that is, unyielding thoughts and spirit - this is an invincible power that can be passed on.

The muscles of his whole body are like a waking dragon, rolling and swelling violently. The skin on his arm is actually stretched, and the muscle fibers are divided and strengthened. His arms have become thicker and stronger than the basin, and bone spurs have grown in his bones!

"Roar!"

Yihe used the strength of his limbs to charge towards Rekenny.

His appearance is like a strange beast. Outside his thick arm, the cold bones are cold. His muscles and bones all over his body have doubled in this strange change, making his speed break through a limit in an instant--

He is faster than sound!

Five cold light flashed by, but a few pieces of meat and blood flowers.

The white man looked at his chest unbelievably, and most of his chest bones and internal organs were taken away under Yihe's light claws, and then fainted on the ground with strong unwillingness.

Blood flowed out of his body, making his body cold and death little by little. Yihe's blood-red eyes looked in front of him, then quietly turned around and grabbed... John, who had just climbed up from downstairs. Beron's chest suddenly collapsed, and a string of blood beads spewed out of his mouth!

The process of this battle was short, and no one could threaten the safety of Yihe. He suddenly sat on the ground and gasped.

On the arm, the bone spurs on the back shrank one after another, and the muscles rolled a few times, as if they were folded up and returned to their normal state. But it can still be clearly felt that a certain force in Yihe's body has been completely vented and released--

The last time in Tokyo, Yi Merger did not completely release this crazy power.

Yi He gasped and let the oxygen quickly replenish his nutrients. Yi He took a break, walked to the white man, lifted him up, dragged him to the side of the building, threw him down, and gasped and said, "Grandma, it's because of you. Yesterday's work was in vain!"

Yihe uses the vivid breath of Yiyang to hit Rendu's second vein every night and can walk through most of the acupuncture points. However, after each sprint, most of the places he has passed will be closed and can only open a little place. Today, if people are disturbed, if they don't practice for a day, several days of hard work will be in vain!

Now that the time has passed, Yihe can't make his ray of yang gas. At the beginning of practicing Taoism, the limit is still a little too much.

Yi He dealt with the white man, and this was the one who walked to the winged bird man and slapped the guy in the face fiercely. When the other party opened his eyes with difficulty, he said, "Listen, I know you are not so easy to die. You have seen the trouble just now!"

"It's not you, I won't get into such a murder, and now, I've helped you solve the trouble. So boy, you should understand that you owe me!"

"So, everything about you will be mine in the future, including your life!"

Yihe's spoken English is not bad. After all, he had experience in communicating. The young man said with difficulty, "No, it's impossible. I won't let a human being my master unless I die!"

Yi He sneered, suddenly stood up, stepped on the other party's chest fiercely, and said, "Do you want to die? This is a very easy thing, and I can be very compassionate to fulfill you!"

The young man sprayed a mouthful of blood fiercely, "You?"

Yi He narrowed his eyes and exerted his strength under his feet again, making the young man spit out another mouthful of blood. Seeing more breath and less air intake, he relaxed his feet. Yi He shouted, "Dedicate everything to me. You don't have any choice. Do you want to die? Reputation is so easy!"

Yihe squatted down slowly, "Look how much trouble you have caused me?" A black man and a white man died like that. You know that this country is amazing. Their government is often cruel to its own people, but it is very friendly to foreign friends. What do you think I should do?

The young man said with difficulty, "I... I, I can help you!"

"Oh?"

"I also have an identity, which is the Interpol. These two are heinous criminals. I have the right to pursue them and kill them under specific circumstances."

Yi He nodded and said, "Very good!"

At this time, his physical strength was almost restored. He lifted the young man lightly and walked downstairs. Yi He said, "Remember, don't measure your master by the eyes of ordinary Chinese people, because he is very vengeful, because he is different from others..."

"Once, an old man collected rags and asked me to help him push the car uphill, and then I took a coke bottle from his rags. Although the bottle is useless, it is my reward..."

"Once again, a wife sold corn and asked me to help her watch the car. When she came back, I took a corn from her. He was still anxious with me, so I took a few more as a mental loss... There is no love or hatred for no reason in the world..."

"This time, if I save you, you have to give something, such as your loyalty!"

“......”

In the stairwell, Yi He's voice came into the young vampire's ear without saying a word, making the vampire's blood jump wildly - Yi He, a complete weirdo. There is a price for helping people. For example, this time, he will have to pay for himself.

But isn't this also fair?

"Hey, I, my name is Ryan!"

"Ren?"

"Yes."

"Your name is Ryan. I know that you will be my subordinate in the future. Remember that today, your future efforts are for today's reward. Live well and be my subordinate. My name is Yihe!"

"Easy?"

"Yes!"

Yi He returned home with Ryan, rolled up the carpet on the floor and threw it on the ground. Yi He muttered, "Xiaoru is a nurse, medical supplies should be indispensable at home, right? Ann, that Ryan, wait a minute, don't move..."

Yi He searched in the room for a while and really found some emergency medicine, gauze and other things.

Ryan's breathing stabilized under the easy dressing, and the injured part of his body did not bleed. Ryan half closed his eyes and said, "Thank you. I will repay you and keep my promise!"

"I hope so!"

Yi He yawned and got on the sofa.

If it is not necessary, he will never choose to have sex with Su Xiaoru - especially the same room **. He has no habit of being abused, and he doesn't like the feeling of being tied up as a sandbag.

The night flowed quickly in the flashing of the electronic clock. Early the next day, Yi He opened his eyes and kicked Ryan, who was still holding the body. Yi He said, "Now leave immediately. This is my mobile phone number. Go out and find a place to live and contact me..."

"I understand!"

"Don't want to disappear or avoid me, or you will die miserably!"

Yihe threatened Ryan and let Ryan leave quickly. He didn't want Su Xiaoru to see Ryan.