Chapter 39 Wanted
Lin Jue was awakened by the sound of an alarm and jumped off the bed in an instant. The strange feeling in his heart prevented him from showing his head at the window immediately.

As the sirens died down, with his extraordinary hearing, he heard hurried footsteps slowly approaching the hotel.

His eyes narrowed slightly. Lin Jue, who was familiar with the plot, of course knew that although the police officers in this world were human beings, they were actually controlled by vampires.

He quickly looked around the room and came to the door quickly. However, the next moment, the door of the room was blown down in an instant with a loud explosion. He had not expected that the other party would use a rocket launcher. Lin Jue was blown backwards, hit the window eaves heavily, and then fell down.

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire, several bullets hit his body.

"Fuck!"

The moment Lin Jue, who was accidentally injured, fell to the ground, his body twisted, and a series of afterimages flashed on the street, and he quickly disappeared in front of the shocked police officers.

At the same time, at an abandoned dock, Blade was taken to their base by Albert and Hannibal.

"So, you are Whistler's daughter?"

Blade stared at the pretty-looking woman who exuded a heroic spirit.

"Haha, brother, yes, she is. Hello, my name is Hannibal King, nice to meet you!" Hannibal looked at Blade with a smile on his face, his mouth was chattering, and he had been talking nonstop since he rescued Blade.

A trace of helplessness flashed across the face of Dao Feng, who was always serious. Knowing the answer, he turned his head slightly to the side, not wanting to reply to the slightly noisy man next to him.

However, Hannibal, who did not receive a reply, became more and more excited as he spoke, and revealed everything about how he turned himself into a vampire and was rescued by Albert and others.

Even Albert, who was standing next to him, had a flash of embarrassment on his face. Soon they arrived at the internal laboratory of the dock, where a woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses was staring at a computer screen with flashing images.

"Doctor, mission accomplished."

Albert spoke first.

However, the female geneticist was still staring at the computer with a deep look in her eyes. This situation made Albert feel confused, and even Hannibal curiously leaned over to look.

"Oh, my God!" Hannibal screamed, attracting Blade's attention.

At this moment, a picture was playing on the computer screen. The geneticist slowly looked at the three people who were looking over, and then replayed the video.

The camera was filming a shop on a certain street. With the sound of breaking glass, a man fell out of the shop in an instant, and not long after, a woman also fell out. From the angle of the video, you can vaguely see that a fight seems to have taken place in the shop, with shelves collapsing and things scattered outside, until a figure flew out.

Daofeng's eyes focused, and the familiar clothes and figure made him think of Lin Jue, who had left a deep impression on him.

Looking at Lin Jue who fell to the ground in an instant, his eyes suddenly focused. He had a vague concept of Lin Jue's strength in his mind, but such a person seemed to be hit outside the store by something. Looking at the police who began to spread across the block one after another, Lin Jue's figure left a trail of afterimages and disappeared in front of the camera.

"Is this guy a new breed of vampire?"

Albert's eyes were solemn. She noticed that the video was not accelerated. Lin Jue's disappearing figure at the end made her feel a little horrified. It was so fast that it was like an afterimage. The camera could only capture a blurry black shadow flashing by.

The female geneticist had a very serious expression on her face. She slowly adjusted the eyeglasses on her nose and looked up at Blade: "Day Ranger, what do you think?"

Albert and Hannibal on the side both looked over.

"I know that guy. He calls himself the original vampire. He's not afraid of silver or sunlight!"

"Oh, My God!"

Hannibal hugged his face tightly with his hands and sighed. Just when he couldn't help but say some depressing words, the female geneticist's eyes lit up and stopped him from speaking.

"Is there any way to deal with him?" "Deal with him? Haven't you noticed something else?
That guy seemed to be knocked away by something. I think the one that the camera can't capture is the real danger!"

Daofeng's dark face stared at the three people in front of him, and he quickly recalled in his mind what Lin Jue had said to him before.

After telling a few people that the real vampire ancestor had been awakened, a hint of excitement flashed across the female geneticist's face.

"Fuck! Two vampire ancestors, it's over, it's all over!" Hannibal screamed, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Blood God?"

The female geneticist shared what she had learned about the legend of the Blood God.

"Now we have a way to solve the problem once and for all, which is to research a virus that can crack the vampire gene, and I have almost completed my research!"

"Once and for all, virus?" This time, Blade couldn't help but look at the people in front of him. He didn't expect there would be such a method.

"Where's that guy?"

Albert pointed at Lin Jue's figure on the computer screen.

"I even suspect he is a vampire?" The female geneticist chuckled and adjusted her glasses.

"Didn't you find the biggest problem? That guy can be caught on camera!"

"...!!"

Everyone, including Blade, was stunned where they were. An awkward atmosphere filled the space among these vampire hunters.

One night a few days later, Blade took Albert out again to look for Drake's whereabouts.

As the dark night enveloped the pier, a figure appeared outside the pier. Looking at the silent and somewhat deserted pier, his appearance slowly changed. After a moment, he turned into Whistler and walked towards the pier in a swagger.

At this time, a geneticist in the dock laboratory was operating the experimental instruments to combine certain reagents, and Hannibal was teasing the geneticist's little daughter.

The two people's cheerful laughter echoed in the empty hall from time to time.

"Hello!"

The hearty words interrupted the two people's happy laughter. Hannibal's heart suddenly froze, and then he looked at the man who appeared on the stairs above in astonishment.

"Whistler?"

“Haha, I didn’t expect my daughter would lead the team to what it is today!”

"Whistler" smiled and slowly walked down the stairs, staring at Hannibal.

Just as Hannibal was at a loss and was about to step forward, a hand suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

The geneticist faced the old man coming down the stairs: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Whistler?"

"Fuck!"

Hannibal reacted quickly and rushed to the table beside him, ready to pick up the gun, and the next moment, Whistler jumped down, casually slapped the geneticist away, and then quickly grabbed Hannibal's neck!

(End of this chapter)