Chapter 7 Section 6

So fast! Albus didn't even blink, and didn't even think about where Van Helsing's figure was, so he bet on fleeing to the left!Because she knows that in the face of this powerful enemy, the greatest victory is to retreat completely! "Is it that simple?" The light of the knife was as fast as a shooting star, and Albus's right shoulder was split open. Van Helsing's left sword was dexterous and cunning, and his right sword was ruthless, killing Albus to the extreme. "Why hunt me down? I'm just a pawn." Albus was struggling, almost blinded. Surviving a second would have been a surprise, and Albus had absolutely no chance of attacking.

"Just because you haven't died after you finish this nonsense, I have to kill you now!" Van Helsing sneered, drew Albus' attention with a false move with his right hand, and pierced Albus with a knife with his left hand. The chest, through the lung lobe and out again. As soon as he was seriously injured, Albus grabbed the stone jar that had just fallen to the ground with his backhand, and swung it at Van Helsing's body. "...I can't learn this trick." Van Helsing leaned away to avoid it, and Albus took the opportunity to go a few feet away. Van Helsing let out a breath and caught up in a blink of an eye.

It's been a rough night... However, only the word "giving up" will bring about real death. I have to figure something out. I can do it. Albus ignored the serious injury in his chest and continued to drill into the dark alley. No matter how well Van Helsing memorized the geographical environment here, there would be no opportunity for Albus to actually understand what every corner could give her. She remembered that the second house that turned left in the alley ahead was a hotel, and there was a large wine tank behind the hotel, which contained thousands of catties of wine.If you can run inside and throw the cylinder on fire, it will be very beneficial to your escape.After making up his mind, he felt a sudden coldness behind him, and Albus kicked back in a roundabout, but only hit a cloud of fog.

It's silver powder! Albus felt dizzy, had been stabbed hard in the shoulder, and had broken his collarbone. Even so, Albus, who was spinning around, threw a powerful punch at Van Helsing. "Don't be naive!" Van Helsing cut again. Blood splattered, almost cutting off Albus's hand entirely. Albus fell to the ground, trying to think about the next looming opportunity, when he was kicked hard in the head. "Your prank is over." Van Helsing stepped on Albus's head, about to give her the last knife. Albus was bleeding from his nostrils, his neck bones were cracking horribly, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking...

Van Helsing slashed down with a knife, but stopped abruptly in mid-air. A slender hand firmly grasped the blood-soaked knife, but it was not damaged at all. The owner of the hand is an ordinary-looking man. The four words "ordinary appearance" can be used on 80% of people, but only this man can explain these adjectives perfectly.Even if this man has lived next to you for twenty years, you still hesitate to answer when you describe his appearance, and you don't even have a "real impression" of his age; if you stare at his face carefully , will quickly become impatient because his face lacks any features that draw your attention.

If you say he is ugly, he is definitely not ugly. If it is said that his presence in the crowd is weak, it is better to say that whether this man really exists is a difficult question to answer.Fortunately, the man was wearing a black tuxedo that was incompatible with this city. This was his identity and his only characteristic. And the appearance of the man in the tuxedo means that this city is in the midst of the replacement of old and new, and the chaos of eastern and western cultures——needs his compulsory intervention. "You showed up." Van Helsing put the knife back into its sheath, but still stepped on Albus's head with a disdainful expression.

This strange man who came out of nowhere repeatedly interfered with the activities of the Hunter Corps, but also sold him a lot of favor information.It doesn't make sense to place him as an enemy or as an ally. ... You can't beat him, let's listen to what he has to say. "That's the end of the night. Let the child go." The man in the tuxedo said that the words looked like orders, but they didn't mean anything when they came out of his mouth.Speaking of it, he is a person who lacks expression even when speaking. "What's so special about her?"

"Her existence will contribute to the peace of this city." "..." Van Helsing didn't take it seriously, and the strength on his feet increased again: "My companion was killed by her, I can't just let her go like this. No matter how I say it, I have to break her limbs first." The man in the tuxedo looked at Van Helsing indifferently, and said, "Be your hunter, catch the vampires you want, and the city will accept all the chaos that occurs within a reasonable range. You have done enough tonight." Now, at this moment you must obey my verdict - the fate of this child will belong to this city."

Without showing any momentum, the man in the tuxedo just spoke his verdict. irresistible ruling. Van Helsing let go of his foot indifferently, and wiped the blood from the double knife on Albus's hair. "If you stay here, there will be characters you can't handle in an instant." "The other eleven jackals? I don't think so." That's what he said, but Van Helsing couldn't afford to be the leader of the eleven jackals. After finishing speaking, Van Helsing glared at Albus who was lying on the ground, and then left quickly. Albus lying on the ground did not lose consciousness, she was always waiting for the opportunity.

"Get up, kid." The man in the tuxedo. "..." Albus barely turned over, only then did he feel the severity of his injury. "It's the third time, why don't you ask me why you helped me?" Albus spat out a broken tooth, and smiled: "Whoever saves my life, I will gladly accept it. Anyway, what I owe you, you will ask me to pay it off one day, won't you?" "It's a good concept, and I look forward to future transactions with you." The man in the tuxedo nodded. Exhausted, Albus closed his eyes and heard the sound of powerful footsteps on the ground in the distance.

——The reinforcements are always one step late. The man in the tuxedo gently supported the tall black hat, turned and left expressionlessly.