"Isn't this good? No aliens, no high-tech energy sources, just need to assist, and a mission assigned by the organization can be completed…" Agent J was comforting his female partner.
After a few months, Agent J had indeed grown a lot. Now, taking Agent K as his role model, he was increasingly showing the potential of an excellent agent.
"I'm not saying it's not good, it's just that the situation isn't what I expected." Agent L didn't know how to describe her feelings at the mont.
In short, the sense of disparity was very strong.
She had originally thought that after joining the MIB, her mission should be to fight aliens and save the Earth or sothing.
Anyway, it wasn't about holding a flashlight here...
"Step back! Hands up, let see them!"
Just as the female agent was complaining about the boring mission, the angry shouts of the NYPD suddenly ca from her ear.
It turned out that as the NYPD was receiving the Half-Vampire, several suspicious individuals covered in black robes suddenly rushed to the cordon, attempting to create chaos.
The NYPD responsible for the reception mission there, seeing this, had no choice but to issue a loud warning.
However, these Black Robed individuals seed not to hear the warning and continued to push outward, trying to break through the NYPD's defense line.
"Second warning, take off your hood and raise your hands…"
"Third warning, take off your hood and raise your hands—!"
Seeing that the Black Robed mysterious people were uncooperative, the NYPD there gave three warnings as per regulations, while also pulling out pistols loaded with special bullets.
This NYPD officer's vigilance was correct; those in front of him were indeed the rogue Vampires preparing to escape.
In an instant, these rogue Vampires bared their fangs and lunged at the NYPD blocking their way.
Although he had been inford that this mission was special and had ntally prepared himself, the NYPD officer was still startled when he truly faced the hideous Vampire, and his body involuntarily froze in place.
"Da da… da…"
Seeing the Vampire about to bite the NYPD officer, several MIB Agents responsible for identifying Vampires nearby imdiately launched an attack.
Under a volley of silver nitrate bullets, several Vampires were hit and fell to the ground. Even those Vampires who were not hit in vital areas were exposed to the sunlight as their black hoods fell off when they collapsed.
Then, as if thrown into concentrated sulfuric acid, these Vampires scread and corroded in the sunlight, eventually turning into piles of charcoal.
The Vampires' shrill wails before their deaths were bone-chilling, not only reaching the ears of the NYPD enforcers and MIB Agents but also the ears of other Vampires waiting to cause trouble and escape behind them.
'Since we're all going to die, why not make a big scene? Maybe we can escape in the chaos. Even if not, it's better to drag a couple down with us before we die…'
Such thoughts simultaneously arose in the minds of those desperate rogue Vampires.
Then, chaos erupted among the Half-Vampire crowd waiting to surrender. Most of the desperate rogue Vampires attacked indiscriminately, biting anyone they could get their hands on.
"Hold the line, don't let anyone leave!"
The incident was sudden, and the NYPD supervisor made an ergency response. Although not explicitly stated, his words were equivalent to giving the NYPD officers on alert a free-fire order.
Imdiately, gunshots erupted, followed by wails.
Many Half-Vampire mbers were implicated by the Vampires around them, forever falling at the entrance of the ancient castle. But even more were injured and wailing Half-Vampire mbers.
The scene at one point looked very chaotic and cruel.
"We should also go support the NYPD." Agent J, who used to be an NYPD officer, knew that the decision of the NYPD supervisor just now was not wrong.
In an unclear situation, protecting one's own people is the priority.
And at this mont, many MIB Agents had already voluntarily joined the NYPD's operation.
"No, no, no. They have already given up resistance, they are innocent ordinary people…" Female Agent L's mindset was clearly not adjusted, and she couldn't help but feel sympathy after seeing the tragic state of the Half-Vampire.
And the innocent people in her words referred precisely to those Half-Vampire mbers.
"They are innocent?" Agent J turned his head in disbelief, looking at the hand of the female agent behind him, gripping his coattail.
Clearly, Female Agent L herself was unwilling to "harm the innocent" and also did not want her partner, Agent J, to go.
And in the chaotic scene at this mont, so NYPD officers had already been bitten by rogue Vampires.
"In any case, we cannot shoot unard innocents…" Female Agent L was still arguing.
"To hell with innocent…" Agent J shook off his female partner's arm, pulled out a UV bomb, and threw it at the feet of a Vampire hiding behind a Half-Vampire mber.
Imdiately, a string of silver-plated bullets cut through the Half-Vampire mbers and then struck the Vampire behind them.
The Half-Vampire innocent? Then were the NYPD officers participating in this mission not innocent?
At the sa ti, Agent O, who was in charge at the rear, also issued the order for the MIB Agents to use UV bombs.
In fact, the harm of UV bombs to ordinary people was indeed limited, at most they would be thrown back or have their eyes flashed.
However, for Vampires, it could cause fatal damage.
As blue lights illuminated, Vampires mixed among the Half-Vampire were eliminated one by one, and the chaos they caused was quickly suppressed.
anwhile, inside the ancient castle, Mike had already found Deacon.
However, this ti the Vampire leader had learned its lesson; it would rather lose an arm or even abandon its head to regenerate than be captured by Mike again.
In this situation, Mike also couldn't pursue too closely, in case the opponent hadn't tried the effect of the anticoagulant and decided to commit suicide out of desperation.
Therefore, Mike leisurely trailed behind the Vampire leader, looking for an opportunity to capture it intact.
It could be said that the overall situation was decided, and he was not in a hurry now.
Further over, on the main battlefield, the X Squad had already begun to clear the area, checking the corners of the ancient castle for any hidden Vampires.
"Cough—"
Just then, a slight cough ca from the corner behind the stone coffin.
Blade finally awoke after consuming a large amount of fresh blood, and upon opening his eyes, he saw his pale and weak father, Whistler.
No need to think, that was due to significant blood loss.
"Dad—!" Blade, still with the taste of fresh blood in his mouth, imdiately knew what had happened.
Sitting up, he tightly hugged his adoptive father.
At this mont, Blade thought of many things: for example, the truth he had pursued for many years. And his mother, who had beco a Vampire and no longer recognized him…
Finally, the scene shifted to how Whistler had raised him and taught him skills over the years.
Clearly, Blade had always had a loving family mber since childhood, and that was Whistler, who had always taken care of him.
"Dad, you rest well. After I settle my scores with Deacon, I'll take you ho." After his mont of sadness, Blade gently stood up after helping Whistler lean comfortably against the wall.
During this process, his expression gradually beca serious, until it finally returned to his usual emotionless deanor.
"Be careful, Deacon is not easy to deal with…" Whistler spoke weakly, then turned his head to the Black female doctor, saying, "Dr. Karen, give Eric his things."
Before saving Blade, the female doctor and Whistler not only retrieved the anticoagulant belt but also specifically went to get Eric's vest and silver-plated long sword.
"Be careful…" The female doctor returned the equipnt to Blade, whispering a word of concern.
Actually, the female doctor had also thought about taking over from Whistler to "transfuse" blood to Blade before, but Whistler had refused.
After all, the female doctor currently still carried the Vampire virus, and her blood was not as "tasty" to Blade as Whistler's.
Blade, having put on his vest again, completely regained his forr deanor. Then he held his long sword and walked towards the battlefield.
As he passed the stone coffin, a dagger suddenly thrust out from the other side of the stone coffin.
The attacker was Deacon's direct bloodline, the Vampire whose hand had been severed by the hilt of Blade's long sword.
At this mont, its hand had grown back, but it was covered with obvious scars. And at the mont of thrusting the dagger, this Vampire's face was twisted with hatred.
"Puff—"
The sound of a sharp Blade piercing flesh, Blade didn't even turn his head as he pierced the attacker's heart. As the opponent fell, he casually reached out and retrieved his sunglasses.
Yes, this bloodline had not only played with Blade's long sword before but also taken the sunglasses from his face.
Now, they were back to their rightful owner.
Just as Blade was about to put on his sunglasses, he vaguely heard movent from the stone coffin.
After a side step, the long sword was drawn again.
But this ti, the long sword stopped before the Vampire's neck.
Blade's mother, who had beco a Vampire, was now squatting on the ground, trembling, her upturned face covered in tears, and her eyes full of pleading.
Clearly, her will to live was very strong.
"Rest in peace, you should have died more than twenty years ago…" Blade averted his gaze and whispered.
Silver light flashed, and before the silver-plated long sword returned to its sheath, it took another Vampire's life.
And Blade, turning to leave, had already put on his sunglasses, his face now devoid of any expression.
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