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Qing'er stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve. She thought that perhaps she would need to prepare a few silver knives tomorrow.

The vampire's eyes were changing color, because Qing Er was already bleeding. They could even sense the tiniest bit of blood factor, let alone personally seeing it.

The smell of blood drove them mad, and the blood boiled their bodies.

The first time she fought a vampire, Qing'er had no experience, so she had no choice but to take out her gun.

"Miss, can you take a break? I'll take care of it."

When Qing'er stood up, two men walked out from another carriage and smiled at her.

Flames were dancing in Qing'er's eyes. It seemed like she was right.

The Vampires and Hunters had all come together, but today, she didn't have the ability to deal with them alone. She could only watch as the Hunters dealt with the Vampires first, and then she would make her move.

While you're sick and taking your life, she's going to be a bad person today.

The vampire paled at the sight of the weapons in the hands of the two men. When the hunters approached him, he timidly prepared to meet them, but the subway suddenly stopped.

He smiled sinisterly, and rammed against the window as the hunter was about to pounce on him. With a crash of glass, he escaped from the window.

The two hunters moved quickly. One of them jumped out after the other, but the other went towards the other side of the door.

Qing'er didn't hesitate and decisively jumped out of the broken window.

Because it was the last train, even if it was just a few pedestrians, no one would notice this extraordinary fight.

Following the three of them, the vampires ran through the driveway. They knew that no more vehicles would pass by before dawn, let alone anyone else.

And the darkness was better for the vampires. They even looked with their eyes.

"Come on, idiot, do you think you're a god? "Haha, brothers, it's time to eat …"

After about a kilometer, the vampire stopped running and grinned at the hunter.

As he called out, a cheerful whooshing sound came from the darkness.

"An ambush."

The two hunters stopped and said in frustration.

Looking at the vampires walking out of the dark, Qing Er started to tremble. With so many vampires, she definitely wouldn't be able to beat them. But now, she didn't even have the chance to run anymore.

Qing'er looked back, and saw that there were more than ten people approaching her as well.

This was all caused by humans.

The criss-crossing underground tunnels had made it easier for the vampires, as well as human selfishness.

"I have to go all out …"

The two men gritted their teeth as they looked around.

Bullets loaded and fired at the vampires.

The moment the vampire saw the man fire, the fire went out of its way, but some of the vampires were still shot.

Qing'er didn't move. She just stood there watching, watching the vampire who had been shot. She let out a green light and then disappeared, turning into dust.

Looking at the green light flashing in the dark night and the green light dissipating into the air, Qing'er felt as if her heart had been ruthlessly stabbed.

That day, she only wanted to avenge Lance and couldn't let them escape. She didn't pay attention to the injured Lance.

Could it be that all the vampires made out of silver would be useless?

Actually, she had a feeling in her heart, and because of this, she had never dared to ask or even mention it.

Lance's life was actually very simple. As long as he called Ni'er, she would definitely know about it, but Qing'Er didn't have the courage to do so.

"Miss, get out of the way."

The hunter's roar woke Qing'er from her thoughts.

He moved quickly, dodging a vampire's attack and firing a bullet at the same time.

It was a long distance just now, but this was close range. Qing'er could see more clearly, but she also saw the difference between them and Lance.

But Lance had blood, and Lance was different from them, so Lance wouldn't die.

As if encouraged, Qing'er dashed to the hunters' side and snatched away their silver knives.

Qing Er rushed at the vampires like crazy.

The Hunter bullets were already exhausted, but the number of vampires was still increasing.

"You monsters, all of you deserve to die."

Ming'er waved the blade in her hand, the green light shining on her body, she looked like an emissary from hell.

"Ah …"

It wasn't just the vampires, even the hunters were shocked. Such a little girl, her skills were amazing. Under Ming'er's crazy attacks, the remaining vampires all ran away, leaving only the panting hunters.

Their bullets had already been used up. If it weren't for Qing Er's crazy assassination, it was very likely that they would have become vampires' supper tonight.

"Miss, are you a hunter too? Why aren't there any silver weapons? "

One of the hunters who looked a little younger walked towards Qing'er.

"Now it's your turn. Pull out your weapons."

Qing Er threw the silver knife to them and said coldly.

"You … Miss, what are you talking about? "

"Pull out your weapons, it's your turn."

Qing'er repeated.

"Miss, we don't understand. Weren't you the one who chased away the vampires? Why —"

"You deserve to die."

Qing'er pulled out two sharp knives from her waist.

It was them who hurt Lance, it was them who forced her. They were despicable and shameless, actually attacking Lance under the banner of justice. They deserved death.

"Miss, who are you trying to help?"

The Hunter was annoyed as he saw Qing Er closing in on him.

"You hurt the people I love the most, you deserve to die."

After Qing'er finished speaking, she rushed towards the two hunters. Her speed was fast and her actions were accurate.

The knife went straight to the throat. The other one was careful, she needed someone alive to tell those shameless people who had hurt Lance.

"You … Who exactly are you? "

One of the hunters fell into a pool of blood without being able to say a word.

"Wen Qing, go and tell that person that they have paid the debt of blood with blood."

Qing'er coldly put away her saber. Life was very fragile, but the Strigoi were even more so.

Qing Er knew that he was still alive, so she shouted at the vampires in the cold tunnel.

"For this one who is alive, none of you are allowed to touch him. I want him to return alive and report to my family. If you touch him, I will also wipe out all the other Blood Clans."

Qing Er's words were ruthless, but they had a deeper meaning.

Maybe he didn't have that kind of power, but as the leader of the Blood Tribe, after hearing the two words "Fan Zhuo", these vampires didn't dare to act rashly.

Qing Er returned to her room at three in the morning with heavy steps.

Anthea did not sleep. He was waiting, and even though he had expected this to happen sooner or later, he was still worried.

"How many did you kill?"

When Qing'er entered the room, An An didn't ask her if she was hurt, but instead asked her how many she had killed.

"Today is just the beginning, I will kill until the word vampire hunter disappears before Lance appears in front of me."

Qing'er was stunned. She opened the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of Volga.

When she drank with the Dragon Flame that day, she felt that it was very fierce and spicy. But now, she needed this kind of fierceness to remind herself.

"Qing Er, when did you drink such strong alcohol?"

Seeing Qing'er drink from a bottle instead of a wine cup, An An was frightened out of his wits.

He would even pour out a single bottle of this wine. This way of drinking it, Qing'er was willing to give up her life.

"Brother, although this is my first time drinking this wine and I feel that it is very spicy and intimidating, but now, I feel that this wine is like the taste of love."

Qing'er shook the bottle and giggled.

Although the liquor made her want to die, she couldn't bear to let go of it.

"Qing'er, you're drunk. Give me the wine."

An'an frowned and looked at Qing'er with a pained expression. This wine was such a waste, but the injuries in Qing'er's heart made him even more worried.

"Bro, tell me, Lance won't die, right? He's not the same as those vampires. He's not going to die, is he? "

Qing Er was indeed drunk. She forced herself to drink such a strong alcohol, causing her to blush like blood. Even her eyes were red.

"Yes, she won't die. Listen to your words, sleep, wake up. Maybe Lance will come tomorrow. Be good and give it to your brother."

Lance broke the bottle from Qing Er's hand and picked up Qing'er, who was unsteady.

It looked like someone would have to be sent after her from tomorrow onwards. It was too dangerous for her to go out alone.

Although she thought this way, Qing'er slept for three days. That morning, when An An An woke up to check on Qing He, she felt her whole body was burning up, and she panicked.

He had never seen someone drink so much. Was he injured?

He didn't dare to delay any longer. Carrying Mu Er, he rushed down the stairs and headed straight for the hospital.

Fortunately, his life wasn't in danger. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to atone for his sins even if he died.

Three days later, Qing'er woke up to the fact that she had slept for three days. She didn't make a sound, and no matter what Anson said, she didn't make a sound.

"Qing Er, you're not allowed to go out tonight."

Anthea pulled off her clothes in annoyance.

"I want to get out. If I don't kill them, they will hurt the Strigoi and suck human blood."

Qing'er looked at her brother with a cold expression.

"So what? They've lived like this for hundreds of thousands of years. You're just a normal person, you're not a vampire, you're not a vampire hunter, so how could they have nothing to do with you?"

Anthea shouted.

"Brother, I'm already an adult. Please don't restrict me anymore."

Qing'er closed her eyes, crying inside. She needed to vent. Maybe after killing those few people, Lance would be able to come back.

"I'm not trying to restrict you. I'm afraid that you will die because of injuries. Dad, mom, I gave birth to you. I'm not going to send you to your death."

An'an roared angrily, both hands holding onto Qing Er, not willing to let her leave no matter what.

"If you let me do nothing at home, I will die. As long as I close my eyes, I will see Lance falling. If I close my eyes, Lance will turn into green light. Brother, let me go."

Qing'er cried. She would be afraid on a night without Lance. She needed to prove that she was still alive.

"No, I don't want to see your body tomorrow morning. Qing'er, you are my sister, before leaving the country, my parents repeatedly told me that I must take good care of you. You should sleep well, and in a few days you will go to school." No, I don't want to see your corpse tomorrow morning, Qing'er, you are my sister.

An'an threatened.

"No — are you my brother? Are you my brother? "

Qing Er was stunned. Washing her brain, were they going to remove Lance from her memory? She shouted, and the fear in her heart formed a powerful force, shaking Lance off.

"Qing'er!"

Hearing the sound of the door being flung open, An An shouted in annoyance.

He only said that, but she was so crazy. Damn it, it seemed like this little sister was infatuated with that vampire.

Damn it, he had to find Qing Er as soon as possible. It was a dangerous time.

Originally, there were a group of yakshas, FBI, and hitmen who wanted to kill her. It was a difficult decision, but she exposed herself again in the United States under the enemy's gun. If she didn't control her, she would be killed.

Anthea vexedly changed into a new set of clothes. While ordering someone to keep an eye on Qing Er's movements, she ran towards the elevator.

After Qing Er rushed out of the building, a gust of wind woke her up. Although An An was her brother, he definitely wasn't just casually saying it. Was this the reason her parents agreed to let her come to the United States?

They planned to brainwash her? Traveling through the streets, searching through the sewers, Qing'er was like a headless fly, looking for her target.