Chapter 62: Accountant Killer Batman Origin

"This is... what?"

Boris looked at the test tube in front of him, not understanding.

"Do you like reading comics?" Murphy asked. "I still like it quite a bit, but compared to the later deeds of heroes, I like reading their origin stories the most."

"Especially those anti-hero origin stories."

"Originally born pure and kind, but suddenly encountered a disaster, trapped in a predicament, struggling in every way, but always failing. At the moment of despair, finally, the opportunity comes from heaven. Only then can one take advantage of the situation and achieve a career."

"Although they are all old routines, I never get tired of them."

"Now, your story has reached the darkest moment."

"It's time for a turning point."

"This is your turning point."

Murphy didn't know where he took out a syringe and sucked the crystal blood from the test tube into the syringe.

"This is vampire True Blood." Murphy said. "It can turn you into a vampire, although there are many flaws, such as not being able to go out during the day, not being able to sleep at night, being afraid of garlic, needing to survive on blood, etc. But it can also grant you some abilities."

"It can make your speed become very fast, and let you possess better night vision than cats. At the same time, it will also give you very strong recovery ability. Your wounds will heal quickly, and it is difficult for ordinary firearms to kill you."

"In addition, you can turn into a bat. You will be immune to most germs and toxins and possess all the abilities of a bat."

"Simply put, you will become..."

"Batman?" Boris said in surprise.

"..."

Fine, call it whatever you want.

Murphy handed the syringe over. "Whether to use it or not, you decide for yourself."

Boris looked at the syringe, hesitated for a while, looked at the clipping wall again, and suddenly grabbed the syringe and stabbed it into his neck.

Hiss...

Murphy was stunned.

Actually, intravenous injection is fine, brother.

A few seconds later, Boris fell to his knees with a thud, the empty syringe was thrown aside by him, his two eyeballs rolled around in their sockets, and then his whole person curled up into a ball.

"Ah!!"

With a roar, as if countless insects were crawling under his skin, all the blood vessels in his body bulged and squirmed, and his muscles couldn't stop twitching.

Murphy frowned. When Lisandro transformed that blood slave last time, it wasn't this painful, right?

Then he suddenly remembered, didn't Lisandro seem to say that the True Blood in this test tube was enough to transform several people?

Did I overdose?

Sure enough, Boris's skin began to turn red and hot, and gradually, a blood-red aura overflowed from his whole body, and his eyes had already turned into a piece of crimson, and two fangs stretched out from his lips.

Suddenly, the painful roar stopped abruptly, and Boris lay there motionless, while those blood-colored auras slowly flowed back into his body.

Success? Or dead?

Murphy was also a little unsure, and touched the Boris on the ground with his toe.

No response.

Could this guy really be dead?

Wasted so much True Blood!

However, Boris, who was lying on the ground, suddenly turned his head, and a pair of crimson eyes stared straight at him, scaring Murphy.

This guy's face was originally decent, but at this moment it was tense and ferocious, which was really a bit scary.

He climbed up, on all fours, his fingernails stretched to the point where they could scratch marks on the floor, and circled Murphy like a starving wolf.

Murphy pulled out his wand and took a step back, deciding that once this guy wanted to pounce, he would fly up first.

However, although Boris's face was twisted and ferocious, and his red eyes were even more terrifying, he didn't attack, but moved to the window, suddenly jumped up, and jumped down.

Hmm?

Murphy hurriedly came to the window to look.

But he saw a strong black shadow falling rapidly. Just as it was about to hit the ground, suddenly with a "whoosh", the black shadow disappeared, and a bat larger than ordinary peers appeared in a blood-colored flash, and then flapped its wings clumsily, shaking from side to side and flying up.

Murphy looked at the direction the bat flew. That side seemed to be Isaac Milburn's territory.

He also immediately turned into a stream of black smoke and chased after him.

The big bat was also wrapped in a layer of blood-colored things outside its body, and its flight speed was very fast. It arrived at the destination in a few minutes.

That was a detached European-style mansion, covering an area of twenty or thirty acres. Outside was a forest, in the middle was a lawn garden, and then it was a large villa of more than a thousand square meters. There was also a large swimming pool in the courtyard that was enough for dozens of people to swim.

At this moment, there were three or four beauties in swimwear playing by the pool.

Tsk.

Look at this life, how enjoyable.

Although his mansion is not inferior at all, why didn't he think of building a swimming pool.

The defense in the courtyard is quite strict. Not only is there a camera every short distance, covering the entire courtyard without dead ends.

And there are more than a dozen security personnel patrolling in the courtyard. From their fat tops, it can be seen that they might all be hiding automatic weapons inside.

Even if he came over, it would be very difficult to launch a surprise attack from the front.

However, at this moment, both of them flew over. The bat transformed by Boris easily flew in from an open window on the second floor.

Murphy also followed in. As soon as he landed, he saw Boris had transformed into a human form and rushed out of the room.

This guy seems to have grown a circle larger than before, and his leg is no longer lame.

"Who? Ugh..."

A short sound came from outside the door. Murphy went out to see, only to see Boris pressing a security guard in a black suit against the wall, breaking the other party's head, biting his neck, and greedily sucking blood.

The man twitched, but seemed to be bound by some power, and no longer screamed or struggled, but the blood color on his face faded rapidly. In just a moment, he was sucked into a human dry.

"Who is it?!"

At this time, someone else discovered Boris who was sucking blood in the corridor and immediately raised his gun at him.

Murphy saw this and hurriedly cast an Armor Charm on himself, then hid on the side to watch the show.

Boris looked at the security guard and rushed out fiercely.

The opposite side also reacted very quickly, "bang bang bang" fired three shots in a row, but Boris didn't care at all, was hit in the chest and abdomen by three shots, but didn't slow down at all, and pounced directly on the person.

The gunshot woke up the entire mansion, and immediately two more security guards rushed up, one of whom was still carrying a submachine gun.

However, Boris seemed to have expected their arrival long ago. Before they rushed up the stairs, he had already run a few steps along the wall. Just as they appeared, he happened to cut the throat of the security guard holding the submachine gun with one claw.

The latter subconsciously pulled the trigger, and the gunshots rang out, but they had no accuracy at all, and all hit the ceiling.

And Boris had already grabbed the head of the other person before he reacted, and slammed it against the wall, blood splashing everywhere, directly opening his head.

"Bang!" The gunshot rang out, and a hole was punched in the wall behind Boris.

A fat man in a bathrobe walked out of the bedroom on the second floor. "You? Are you that accountant?!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 63 =====