Bullets Are Too Expensive

"Let's get one thing straight: all the heads go to me."

"No problem."

Having reached an agreement, the two men said no more and headed straight for the target nightclub.

The few vampires guarding the entrance immediately grew alert, shouting sharply, "Stop! Who are you people?"

"The ones here to collect you."

Before Du Mu's voice had even faded, his figure had already shot forward like a ghost!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Cold light flashed repeatedly; the vampires didn't even have time to react before they were reduced to ash in the blade's glow.

A flicker of surprise crossed the eyes of Blade Warrior. "That's one hell of a watermelon knife!"

Du Mu was displeased. "This is a Nichirin Blade! It just happens to look like a watermelon knife!"

Isn't that still a watermelon knife?

The corners of Blade Warrior's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he wisely chose to remain silent.

The two men didn't break their stride, walking swaggeringly into the nightclub.

As soon as they entered, two patrolling vampires heard the noise and came to meet them.

Swish! Swish!

Du Mu's blade rose and fell, his movements crisp and clean; the two vampires didn't even manage a groan before turning into ash.

On the other side, Blade Warrior also displayed extraordinary skill.

Relying on his racial talent to remain hidden within the shadows, he silently closed in on another vampire. The target didn't even notice someone behind him before being knocked unconscious by two heavy, thunderous punches.

Blade Warrior kept his promise and left this kill for Du Mu.

Both were clearly men of action; they didn't need any complicated plans. A single glance was enough to reach an understanding, and they tacitly entered stealth mode.

Just like that, the two crept deep into the nightclub, and Du Mu's mission progress climbed by over a dozen in a row.

Well, let's just say the stealth mission was a resounding success!

When they truly stepped into the heart of the nightclub, a thick, pungent smell of blood hit them in the face.

The fire sprinklers on the ceiling were spraying wildly, but instead of water, they were drenching the room in viscous, bright red blood!

Down on the dance floor, a crowd was twisting and jumping frantically to the deafening, high-energy music, letting the blood rain soak their entire bodies.

Judging by their high-as-a-kite expressions, there was no doubt these were all vampires.

Du Mu looked disgusted. "Are all vampires this gross?"

Even though blood was food for vampires, normal humans wouldn't go around dousing themselves in soda—it was just filthy!

Unless, of course, you were a degenerate punk.

Soon, one such punk vampire spotted the two uninvited guests, his face instantly twisting in horror.

"It's Blade Warrior! That Daywalker!"

The vampires' faces turned deathly pale in an instant; the way they looked at Blade Warrior was as if they had seen their natural predator!

In the vampire underworld, Blade Warrior's infamy was already legendary.

Even the greenest, newly turned vampire had heard the name from their elders; he was essentially an urban horror legend in the vampire world.

Blade Warrior clearly enjoyed the effect.

He grinned, revealing a set of teeth that looked exceptionally white even in the dim light.

"I heard you were throwing a party here. How come no one invited me?"

"Go to hell, Daywalker!"

A bold vampire, unable to contain his fear, roared and lunged at Blade Warrior!

Swish!

Blade Warrior instantly drew a silver longsword. With a flash of the blade, the lunging vampire's arms were severed clean off!

He followed up with a backhand sweep, and the vampire's legs were severed at the knees!

But he didn't finish the job, instead watching silently as the vampire collapsed to the ground, struggling and screaming.

He looked just like a psychopath!

Seeing this, the other vampires immediately lost their nerve.

They were already terrified of Blade Warrior, and seeing this made them even more panicked, causing them to scramble toward the exit in a blind rush!

As a result, they ran straight into Du Mu, who was blocking the door.

"Get lost, human!"

The vampire in the lead roared with a ferocious expression.

Swish!

The answer to him was a flash of cold light!

In an instant, the vampire was cleaved in two, dissolving into flying ash!

Du Mu locked the door, gripped his watermelon knife, and offered a slight smile to the terrified vampires.

"Sorry, this road is closed."

"He's the Vampire Slayer! The madman who's slaughtered hundreds of vampires these past few days!"

A well-informed vampire shrieked, recognizing this rising star of the vampire world.

Wolves in front, tigers behind!

All the vampires were instantly shrouded in fear; they felt as if they had been surrounded by two men!

"Don't be afraid, there are only two of them, we have the advantage!"

"Kill them!"

Under the pressure of a desperate situation, some vampires were instead stirred into a frenzy, pouncing on the two like wild beasts!

Facing the encirclement of vampires, Blade let out a disdainful snort, spun his silver sword in a flourish, and charged straight into the vampire horde!

In fact, Blade was a dhampir, a half-human, half-vampire hybrid.

Not only did he possess the superhuman physique and healing abilities of a vampire, but he also discarded all of their weaknesses, remaining completely unaffected even by ultraviolet light, which was lethal to vampires.

If Blade wanted to, he could even sunbathe under the sun.

This setup was practically on par with some overpowered hybrid cheat character from a shonen manga!

Coupled with Blade's years of grueling training, his combat skills had reached their peak, and these small-fry vampires were no match for him at all.

In a short amount of time, a dozen vampires missing limbs lay on the ground.

Taking advantage of a lull in the fighting, Blade glanced in Du Mu's direction and discovered that the man had gone on a killing spree; the watermelon knife in his hand moved so fast it left afterimages, and with every swing, a vampire would wail and turn into ash!

As a master of combat, Blade could tell at a glance that Du Mu wasn't using any combat techniques.

It was pure stat-based crushing!

Just then, the door to a private room deep in the nightclub was kicked open, and over a dozen figures in black leather burst out.

Leading them was a rugged-looking man who immediately spotted the two men slaughtering his subordinates in the middle of the room.

Especially when he saw that familiar set of teeth on Blade, his shock instantly turned into rage.

"Blade! It's you again, you half-breed vampire bastard!"

Blade kicked away a vampire lunging at him: "Quinn, I've come to play with you again. Happy?"

"Fuck you!"

Quinn raised his middle finger and roared: "Kill them for me!!"

Upon receiving the order, the vampires around him immediately pulled various firearms from their coats, aiming their muzzles at the two.

As modern vampires, especially in this land of the free, carrying guns was perfectly reasonable.

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat--!

Countless bullets erupted from the barrels, and both men scrambled to find cover.

Blade immediately pulled out a rugged-looking shotgun and pulled the trigger on the charging vampires.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Specially crafted silver buckshot sprayed out, instantly blasting the lower halves of several vampires into smithereens!

But after only a few shots, Blade suddenly stopped.

Du Mu asked in confusion: "Why did you stop?"

"Bullets are too expensive."

Blade's voice carried a hint of heartache.

Du Mu: "..."