At last, back in the reservation, Jiang Hao finally relaxed. On werewolf territory, even those vampires wouldn't dare barge in casually.
The car stopped in front of the house. Jiang Hao got out and glanced at his Ford pickup. Poor thing—it had only been in his hands for a few days before getting smashed to hell.
The front bumper was dented, the hood had been knocked up by the enormous impact, and the truck had rolled twice on the spot. The windows in both doors and the rearview mirrors had all shattered, while the windshield was cracked as well. Still, the Ford pickup really was tough. It drove without any major problems.
He would send it in for repairs tomorrow, or perhaps just get a new one. Jiang Hao did not care much either way. It was only a used car worth a few thousand US Dollars.
Back inside, Jiang Hao did not turn on the lights. He sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating. Today's battle had been extremely dangerous. He had expended a great deal of spiritual power, and when the vampire had sent his truck flying and crashing down on him, he had been injured as well. Though he had used a Healing Talisman, he could not fully recover so quickly.
Those vampires really were freaks. They possessed tremendous strength, astonishing speed, overwhelming defense, and Special Abilities. Even the most elite soldiers probably would not have had the strength to fight back against them. He had nearly been forced to abandon the mission. The fact that he had defeated that vampire had largely been luck.
Still, Jiang Hao had gained a great deal from this battle. It gave him a more direct understanding of vampires' true capabilities.
Firearms were not very useful. They could only inflict