Chapter 23 Facing wolves and tigers

   "Call for law!"

  The horse team tightened their reins one after another. Marcus rode on the horse and looked at the two people in front of him, but he didn't feel condescending at all. Vampires have vision and perception abilities far superior to those of the day in the dark. He looked clearly at the handsome and somewhat handsome young man in front of him. He has a clean face, no beard, half-length black hair neatly combed, and an elegant velvet casual jacket on his upper body. There is only peace in his black pupils.

  This young man is tall and burly enough, but the giant man who is half a body behind him is even more exaggerated, making him look a little ordinary.

The giant man had wet long dark brown hair, protruding eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and a thick beard covering his cheeks. He was casually wearing a large linen shirt, his chest was exposed, and his shoulders were broad like The blacksmith made iron blocks, the arms were as long as the knees, and they were as thick as a mast. Even when Marcus was riding a horse, he could vaguely feel that the giant man was looking into his eyes.

   "I'm James Howlett, you must have come to look for me." James broke the calm and took the initiative to speak. Hearing this, Marcus' team slowly applauded and surrounded the two in the middle.

   "Mr. Howlett, since you—"

   "Are these the only ones? Are they all here?" James interrupted, looking around at the dozen or so pale-faced riders with scarlet eyes.

   "It's all here...what are you talking about!" Marcus subconsciously agreed, feeling more and more strange. He tugged at the rein awkwardly, and the horse shook its head in pain, stepped back a few steps, and stamped its hooves.

  James suddenly suppressed his excitement and said to Victor next to him: "Half for one person? The fatter ones stay. These guys are not easy to kill. Destroy their heads. Be careful not to be bitten."

   "Tch! Who and you are half of each other, it's up to you."

  Victor grinned, revealing some too long canine teeth. He walked forward slowly while talking, and all the knights around looked at each other in blank dismay.

   Hey, law, law! ah!

The sad neighing of the horse sounded, and Victor stepped towards a tall and thin knight beside Marcus, slapped the horse's head with his palm, and immediately hit the ground, the vampire knight who had no time to react was crushed under the horse , the huge foot stepped on his sternum, and just as he choked a mouthful of black blood into his throat, he felt that his neck was pierced through by a few iron rods.

   Plop!

  A large head fell to the side, with a bunch of black and red things, rolled around twice, and the eyes blinked.

  Victor plunged his hands into the vampire's neck, struggled with his arms, and pulled his head out abruptly, connecting a section of **** spine with various veins.

  In the blink of an eye, a group of vampire riders were still on the saddle, looking at the giant man whose arms and chest were splashed with black blood, who was roaring up to the sky, and let out a roar that was completely inhuman.

   Cursing and screaming chaotically sounded, the vampires jumped off their horses, and rushed down with afterimages. Some of their figures gradually blurred, blending into the night, and completely disappeared from sight.

   "Rough..." James grunted, and faced the vampire that was rushing at him. It was extremely fast, and in an instant, the ferocious cracked corners of its mouth came in front of him with foul-smelling mucus and sharp teeth.

James didn't show his bone claws, and advanced his cannon punch, which exploded in the vampire's chest. The abundant dark fist force opened a bowl-shaped hole, and he retreated and twisted his hips. On the head, the vampire collapsed into **** from the cheekbones upwards, and a body whose head was smashed into two halves collapsed on the ground.

The scene was chaotic. I thought that James was more like an ordinary person than that giant man. Most of the vampires rushed towards Victor. As a result, this man with a bit of aristocratic elegance made his shots even more terrifying. The movement trajectory of the fist is so weird, it opened the eyes of the vampires who are used to jumping and biting.

James felt the strength of vampires with his hands. With his confidence in mind, he relaxed a little and started practicing with these disgusting creatures. He walked around with gossip, coupled with his master-level martial arts experience and the ability to perceive beasts. Among the four or five vampires, no matter whether they were invisible or as fast as an afterimage, they couldn't hurt James at all.

  He used all kinds of boxing skills freely, and every time his fists and feet intersected, he could see a part of a vampire's body burst out, but he was a little careful not to attack their heads.

While fighting, James weighed the gap in strength between himself and these vampires. This dark creature that made him smell sick was almost the same in terms of basic physical fitness as the current self who was only one step away from entering boxing power, even in terms of speed. A few minutes faster.

   Coupled with the special ability to hide body shape and cause hallucinations, and the body that also heals quickly and is difficult to kill, it is very difficult to deal with.

  James has been in this world for more than ten years. He is diligent in training every day. The knowledge and accumulation of a martial arts master coupled with the mutant talent of Wolverine has the strength he has today. It would be an extremely terrifying thing if there were hundreds or even thousands of such vampires, or even formed an army.

   Fortunately, apart from being able to pounce and bite, they basically don't have decent fighting skills, and they don't have much coordination and cooperation. It was as if ordinary people were fighting, one was a professional fighter with superb fighting skills, and the other few were just street hooligans who could swing their fists. Although it was a one-to-many fight, it was actually a one-sided massacre.

  Often those who have great strength themselves will get used to the simplest way to win by force, and will not pay much attention to the so-called skills.

The condition of Victor on the other side is not so good, even a bit "tragic", but this saber-toothed tiger seems to enjoy it extraordinarily. Deep or shallow scars, but they dare not pounce on them and bite them, they can only keep swimming away.

Because Victor's strength is too great, and his fighting style is too terrifying, as long as the vampire jumps up, he will be firmly choked by the thick "tiger paw", and the next moment he will be caught and exploded by this beast-like giant head. He didn't care about the attacks of the vampires at all, and he simply exchanged injuries for death. The pain of the injury made Victor more excited.

  The vampire Marcus watched his companion being ridiculed and slaughtered, and he had no intention of going forward to fight. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, "Is this another blood compatriot?"

The vampires who surrounded James and Victor on both sides also began to try to escape. James felt the change in the battle situation and stopped holding back. After understanding the opponent's movements and battle logic, he danced with the Tai Chi Hammer, which is most suitable for headshots. Get up, move the block to beat, turn the body to beat, cannon hammer, and the afterimages thrown by the two arms immediately smashed several vampires around him. He rushed to Victor's side like an arrow, and grabbed the "human" head.

   "Get out!"

Victor yelled at James angrily, turned around and caught a vampire pounced from behind with his beast sense in a hurry, pulled out his heart like a tiger, and came out through his back, but failed to destroy the brain immediately. The vampire rushed forward and bit his shoulder.

Roar!

  Victor slapped the head with his backhand in pain, ignoring the bite on his shoulder, and the four blood holes leaked black blood, and then healed.

  He prostrated himself on the ground, landing on all fours like a tiger, and jumped towards the remaining vampires.

Marcus completely lost the courage to stay behind. As a vampire, he has not faced the fear of death for hundreds of years. Even those vampire hunters who use silver weapons can only set up an ambush to kill the lone vampire. No one or any creature could fight in and out so vigorously in the face of the siege of multiple blood clans. Apart from his ancestor Adam, there shouldn't be such a powerful individual in the world.

  At this moment, he had a vague feeling of sympathy. Those human beings who were abused and killed by the vampires must be so powerless and desperate at this moment.

  The fierce horse Marcus was riding couldn't wait to escape from this horrible place, and quickly turned and ran away without the urging of the owner. After running a few steps, Marcus saw that the gate of the castle had already been firmly closed. It hurriedly looked around, jumped off the horse with agility that didn't fit at all, ran up the city wall, and crawled towards the main building like a spider.

  James has been paying attention to the whole battle situation from the corner of his eye, and immediately stopped fighting, and rushed to catch up with Marcus.

  The place where the vampire fled was the study where O'Hara was hiding.

  (end of this chapter)