Blade

"Before we start fighting, I have a question."

Andrew casually wrapped an arm around Gwen and asked, "Do you guys normally brush your fangs?"

Both the Vampires and Gwen froze. What kind of question was that? No, that wasn't right—at a time like this, he still had the leisure to ask questions?

"Once I turn you into a Vampire, you'll find out whether we brush them or not."

A Vampire pounced at Andrew. The next second, he flew backward at an even greater speed, crashing into several Vampires behind him and knocking them to the ground. The Vampires flew into a rage and swarmed Andrew.

Andrew's kicks flashed like lightning, too fast to see clearly. The charging Vampires were sent flying one after another, and in a Short Period of Time, a whole group of Vampires lay sprawled around him.

Both the Vampires and Gwen were stunned. Gwen cried out, "Kung fu!"

One Vampire drew a handgun from his waist and prepared to shoot Andrew. So what if he knew kung fu? Could he be faster than a gun?

What was That Sentence again? Beyond ten meters, the gun was faster; within ten meters, the gun was both accurate and fast.

Andrew lowered his umbrella. The next second, a gunshot rang out, but the bullet failed to pierce the umbrella canopy. Then Andrew snapped the umbrella shut and used it like a club, smashing it hard into the Vampire's wrist. The Vampire cried out in pain, and the handgun fell to the floor.

The other Vampires attacked Andrew again. With one arm around Gwen, Andrew rapidly swung the umbrella with his other hand. Bang! Bang! Bang! The Vampires were knocked to the ground one after another.

Gwen watched Andrew display his might with a slightly entranced look. The fear in her heart vanished without a trace, leaving only a full Sense of Security.

"That was satisfying. It just needed some background music."

Andrew was in a good mood. What, why could the umbrella block bullets without breaking? Naturally, it was reinforced by Andrew's magic. Otherwise, it would have snapped long ago. This wasn't Wong Fei-hung's indestructible umbrella.

"Good kung fu. Unfortunately, you can't kill Vampires like that."

At that moment, a cold voice came from nearby. Then, with a bang, a Shotgun fired. A hail of pellets whistled through the air, tearing through several Vampires.

The next second, those Vampires turned to ash from skin to flesh, flesh to bone. Their entire bodies vanished into nothingness!

The Vampires were horrified and Turned Head sharply. At the entrance stood a cool Black man in a leather jacket, with a crew cut and sunglasses, holding a Shotgun.

"It's Blade!"

The Vampires screamed in terror. Many of them fled frantically toward the back like frightened rabbits.

The newcomer was none other than the Vampire Hunter, the Daywalker Blade!

As Andrew placed a Magic Mark on Blade for tracking and surveillance, he mocked, "You're wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid of walking into a wall?"

"No. Walls aren't as hard as I am. I'm the hardest man alive."

Blade Grinned, revealing a mouthful of gleaming white teeth. Then he fired rapidly, reducing countless Vampires to ash. Gwen stared in stunned disbelief and asked, "Why did those people suddenly turn into ash? That's not scientific."

"They aren't people. They're Vampires."

Andrew said it with some disdain. Why disdain? Because Vampires had no souls.

"No souls means Vampires are magical creatures. If I'm right, some big shot is using Vampires to collect souls."

A fierce gleam flashed in Andrew's eyes as he sentenced the Vampires to death in his heart. All the souls on Earth are mine. No one gets to take them from me.

Gwen felt as if her worldview were about to shatter. "Vampires? There are Vampires in this world?"

"This world is bigger than you think. Come on, let our Vampire Hunter handle this place."

Andrew hooked a Vampire with the umbrella handle and dragged him outside. Keith and the others, who had survived by sheer luck, hurriedly followed. They were covered in blood and looked utterly miserable.

In the warehouse outside the bar, Andrew released the Vampire and said, "Tell me about Vampires. I'm very interested."

"I'm interested too."

Gwen said. When Andrew looked at her, she said awkwardly, "I just want to do some academic research."

"Looks like we've got a top student here."

Andrew smiled. Keith and the others wanted to leave, but without Andrew, they did not dare wander off. They could only stay where they were.

The Vampire climbed up from the ground and growled at Andrew, "You damned humans are nothing but food for our Blood Clan."

Andrew shook his head and swung the umbrella, breaking both of the Vampire's legs. The Vampire screamed nonstop in agony on the ground.

Then Andrew asked the others, "Does anyone have anything made of silver? Our Vampire has been naughty. I need to teach him a lesson."

"Something made of silver?"

The Vampire's expression changed drastically. He immediately chose to back down, clutching his legs as he asked resentfully, "What do you want to know?"

Andrew took out his phone and began recording. "Everything. Start from the beginning."

"From the beginning? That's a long story."

The Vampire said, "The Blood Clan originated in Europe. Later, twelve Pureblood families migrated to North America because of a civil war within the Blood Clan..."

"What do Pureblood families mean?"

Gwen asked. Seeing everyone looking at her, she said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm just curious."

Andrew gave a simple explanation. "Vampires are divided into purebloods and mixed-bloods. Purebloods are born as Vampires, while mixed-bloods are humans infected by pureblood Vampires."

"It's not infection, it's transformation!" the Vampire shouted. "The Blood Clan is the noblest race."

"A bunch of walking corpses that can't stand the light, fear garlic, and fear silver, and you dare call yourselves noble?"

Andrew sneered disdainfully. Impatiently, he said, "Don't waste my time. Continue."

The Vampire shot Andrew a hateful look and continued, "The twelve Pureblood families formed the Vampire Council in North America. They reached an agreement with humanity: they would not actively attack humans, and humans would provide them with blood."

Keith finally understood and said angrily, "Humans provide blood for you? No wonder the blood at blood banks is so expensive. So it was all being fed to Vampires like you."

"We paid for it! Not only was that blood hard to drink, it was incredibly expensive."

The Vampire shouted, "The money we worked so hard to earn was all taken by you humans. Who's the real Vampire here?"

Everyone fell silent. Human capitalists seemed even more Vampire than Vampires. One woman said disappointedly, "You're completely different from the aristocrats on TV. I used to be so obsessed with the Blood Clan."

"Those purebloods are the real aristocrats. Their numbers are small, they possess enormous wealth, and some even keep blood slaves. They get to drink delicious fresh blood from living humans every day."

The Vampire spoke with envy, jealousy, and resentment. "But their good days are over. Boss Deacon Frost will lead us in overthrowing the Council and turning humans into slaves."

"Then we'll get to drink delicious blood every day, and everyone will live like an aristocrat."

Andrew scoffed. "Humans aren't as fragile as you think. In Fact, you're the fragile ones."

Gwen nodded. "That's right. You fear sunlight. An Ultraviolet Rays lamp could easily destroy you. As for finding you, that would be even simpler. Just modify an infrared thermometer slightly."