A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　Stone Heart Group has created tens of thousands of jobs in New York. It is a veritable taxpayer and its headquarters is naturally open 24 hours a day.

　　 "Three gentlemen, do you have an appointment?"

　　 Looking at Abraham who is carrying Sadhu's sword, the lady at the front desk asked vigilantly.

　　 Lu Li noticed that she had put her hand on the alarm, so she didn't answer, but just dodged, crossing the baffle to reward the girl with a carotid slash.

　　 Simple and efficient.

　　 Seeing that Duke was calling for the insider in his heart, his tone was filled with excitement: "Are we going to sneak into the enemy's base camp from the front? Just like Neo in The Matrix."

　　 "Don't underestimate that Mr. Palmer, maybe he already knows we are coming."

　　 After finishing speaking, Lu Li pointed at the top of his head. There were surveillance cameras everywhere on the ceiling, and he could even see a few that had bulletproof glass installed.

　　 "So what, in the face of absolute strength, conspiracy and money power are not..."

　　 At this point, Duke is full of self-confidence and feels that things are not very complicated. Just move forward and push everything horizontally.

Although Lu Li was confident of his own strength, when he thought of the lunatic who blew himself up on the viaduct, he couldn't help being covered with a haze. He solemnly reminded him: "Don't forget, there may be ours hidden in this building. Classmates, they are not so easy to deal with."

　　 Listening to the conversation between the two, the old man stepped forward. At this important juncture, he had no intention of chatting and showed strong execution.

　　 "Let's go, follow up."

　　 The words fell, Lu Li pulled out the policeman's pistol hidden in his waist, checked the condition of the gun as quickly as possible, and then raised his head to guard his surroundings.

And Duke also put away his frivolousness, took out a short-barreled shotgun from under the heavy windbreaker, and skillfully filled the deer ammunition. One of them was a beanbag ammunition made by the master, which was filled with silver crumbs, which could kill more efficiently. Return to the soul corpse.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 "Why are these guys here!"

　　 At this moment, the advanced soul-returning corpse Ehorst lost his previous elegance, stretched out his hand to hold Palmer, and urged: "Take the special elevator, let's get out of here!"

　　 For thousands of years, there are only a handful of people who are truly capable of hunting down blood ancestors, and Ehorst only knows two:

Quinlan, the son of the blood ancestor, the most powerful warrior of the ancient Roman Empire, because he is a mixed species, there are no bloodthirsty nematodes in his body, and he does not need to listen to the blood ancestor's command, and he is much more resistant to sunlight, silver and living water than his father. .

　　 and the other is Lu Li.

　　 Until now, the blood ancestor living in the giant Sadhu is still unwilling to collide with it head-on, but hides in a hidden and dark place, patiently waiting for the moment when the ethnic group develops and grows to subvert the world.

　　Since the owner is so fearful, Ehorst, as its loyal dog, naturally behaved even more unbearably. If conditions did not allow him, he would like to jump out of the window and escape.

　　 At this time, the bodyguard Duncan pushed Ehorst away, pressing the pistol against the opponent's temple, and warned in a deep voice: "You'd better stay away. Mr. Palmer has just finished dialysis and needs to rest."

　　 "Give me white blood...cough cough cough cough...he promised to give me health..."

　　 Palmer started coughing violently, not deliberately pretending, for now, he really doesn't even have the ability to get out of bed and walk, so he can only lie down and rest.

　　 Upon seeing this, Ehorst burst into an unnamed anger. Frankly speaking, he hates stupid and fragile humans, and he always loses the chain at critical moments.

　　 How about turning Palmer into a soul-returning corpse?

　　 A crazy idea emerged.

　　 However, the blood ancestor needs a human being to stand in front of the stage and deal with the high-level government for it.

Thinking of this, Ehorst retracted the piercing tongue that had already stretched out his throat, pursing his mouth, and said, "There is no white blood by my side. Besides, the master is not nearby and will not come here specially, so you have to personally Go and meet him."

　　 "Go, change your wheelchair and let Duncan push you."

　　 There is arrogance in his words, and there is no room for rejection.

　　In the eyes of the loyal dog Ehorst, everything except the master can be sacrificed, including himself.

　　 Aside, Duncan, the bodyguard, not only did not put down the pistol, but became more vigilant—

　　 Judging from Ehorst's performance just now, the blood ancestor did not regard Mr. Palmer as a partner, but as a dog that could be used.

　　 Monitoring equipment.

　　 Lu Li and the others have reached the thirty-second floor, less than fifty meters from the top floor. If they don't move, they can only fight to the death.

　　The key is that even if you resist with a mortal heart, there is still no chance of winning.

　　 I knew long ago that Mr. Zhou should not be allowed to go to Times Square to track him down!

　　 Palmer felt a little regretful.

　　 Maybe, I can take the opportunity to escape the thief ship of the blood ancestor?

　　 Just now, I glanced quickly.

　　 The careerist not only saw Ehorst's piercing tongue, but also saw his old acquaintance Abraham through monitoring.

　　 Everyone is the same age, but their physical conditions are completely different. Why can a Jew who has been tortured in a concentration camp live so long and still maintain his agility?

　　 Back then, he must have something to hide from me!

　　 Can you exchange the secret for the secret?

　　As a generation of heroes, instead of servilely serving the monsters, it is better to continue cooperating with Abraham, who is also a human.

　　 What's more, there is a mysterious person beside Abraham who is beyond recognition and who has to retreat even if the blood ancestor meets ~ www.readwn.com~ Perhaps, he knows how to live forever.

　　At a critical moment, the blood ancestor's dark alliance appeared a crisis of trust, and the two sides had their own thoughts.

　　 "Ahem... okay."

　　As the saying goes, people are old and good, Palmer tilted his head to look at the bodyguard, weakly saying: "Let the security team hold them."

　　 Hearing this, Duncan nodded, ordered a few words in the headset, and carried Palmer into the multifunctional wheelchair.

　　 Seeing this, Ehorst touched the bald head of Tan Tong, and said warmly: "The three of you also go and help."

　　 The next moment, three dark shadows rushed to the ceiling and disappeared from sight.

　　 In this way, the top floor of the building became cold again, and the peculiar stench of the soul-returning corpse became inaudible.

　　 "For the sake of blood ancestors, you should stay here to prevent accidents."

　　 The old and weak voice suddenly sounded.

"why?"

　　Ehorst stopped, stopped at the exit of the escape elevator, turned his head to look at Palmer next to him, "I need an explanation."

　　 "You should know how horrible the man next to Abraham is."

　　 "In case you can't stop it, you can delay the time if you stay on the top floor..." Palmer analyzed on his own: "At this stage, the blood ancestor still needs my help."

"good."

　　 Before he could finish speaking, Ehorst folds his suit and walks happily to the living room.

　　 At this time, the bodyguard Duncan was surprised to find that there was a flash of blood in this guy's eyes.

　　 "Mr. Palmer, I hope you don't choose the wrong side."

　　 Obviously, this voice did not belong to the three people present, but it came from Ehorst.