Chapter 28: Since There Are Vampires, How Can There Be No Werewolves?

*Creak, creak~*

In a district where every inch of land is worth an inch of gold in New York, at the gate of an apartment, Ding Hao lay on a rocking chair basking in the sun, the rocking chair swaying back and forth.

On the street at the entrance, Blade dragged his exhausted body over. When passing by Ding Hao, he acted as if he saw nothing and walked past directly.

As a vampire hunter, the battle between Blade and vampires had never stopped. Most of the time, Blade found opportunities to kill into the gathering place of vampires and slaughter them. After all, compared to Blade as an individual, vampires with relatively larger numbers were easier to find.

But sometimes, vampires would also discover Blade first, and then gather people to try to kill this Daywalker in the dark night.

A few nights ago, something similar happened. There was a small safe house of Blade in this apartment, but the address here was leaked out at some point.

Under the siege of vampires, the lone Blade could only flee in a mess.

With the help of the targeted weapons he carried, ultraviolet lamps, silver powder grenades, and other things, Blade successfully broke out and fled this place with injuries all over his body.

Vampires who couldn't be exposed on a large scale could only watch Blade walk away. According to the practice, at this time, vampires would attack the humans nearby to vent their incompetent rage.

This kind of thing was not the first time it appeared in New York. Blade could only keep the matter in his heart, or like now, pick a daytime to do some disguise and come to worship the dead souls.

"Hi, Jierui, good morning~"

Blade, who walked into the building, heard a familiar voice calling his fake name from behind, and his hair stood up instantly, his heart rate soaring directly.

Turning around bit by bit, Blade saw a sturdy black aunt moving a pile of cardboard boxes and preparing to go out.

"Aunt Enluosi?" Blade's tone was full of questions.

Aunt Enluosi was also a resident in this apartment. She was a kind-hearted person and very enthusiastic, and she was relatively familiar with everyone in the apartment.

In that ambush, Aunt Enluosi was killed by vampires because she discovered something was wrong and tried to call the police. Blade saw her corpse when he fled.

But now... this is a resurrection on the spot?!

Not to mention ordinary people, even most vampires, as far as Blade knew, couldn't live after their bodies were broken into two halves and their brains were scattered all over the ground!

"Eh? What's wrong? Are you looking for me?" Aunt Enluosi felt Blade's abnormality, put down the cardboard boxes, wiped her hands on her clothes, tilted her head and asked.

Blade swallowed his saliva. He inexplicably felt that the aunt's head would suddenly roll down, and he even brain-filled that scene in his mind.

"No, it's nothing, I just drank too much, my eyes are a bit blurry." Blade found a reason to say.

"That won't do, drinking should be in moderation. Remember the drunkard on the sixth floor of the third unit? He is a very good example. Let me tell you..."

Blade's words opened Aunt Enluosi's switch, and Enluosi began to cite classics and earnestly persuade him.

At this time, Blade could only stand on the spot and nod constantly, indicating that he was indeed listening. He was lectured for several minutes like this before Aunt Enluosi remembered her own business, said hello, and went out with the cardboard boxes.

Immediately after, Blade began to run around the building, chatting with all kinds of familiar neighbors, and even ran to the corners where adults were difficult to enter to look for traces.

After walking through the entire apartment, Blade had to face reality. This building didn't look like the one in his memory at all. Those dead neighbors were all resurrected, and the walls stained red with blood returned to the appearance of being covered with dust.

What on earth happened... am I in a dream?!

Blade even doubted his own existence. The memory was so clear, and the wounds on his body that hadn't fully healed were still aching, but reality just didn't match his memory.

Carrying a belly full of doubts, Blade walked out of the apartment gate. The setting sun shining on him couldn't make him feel warm. The conflict of memory made Blade feel cold all over now.

"Hey." Ding Hao stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers at Blade.

Blade turned his head to look. For a time, he didn't know if Ding Hao was looking for him. Ding Hao closed his eyes the whole time, raised his head to enjoy the sun, and didn't look at him at all.

"Calling me?" Blade asked. At the same time, he also had some questions in his heart. When did this person move the rocking chair and lie here, and why did he pass by the window so many times, but never noticed it once.

"Of course." Ding Hao said, putting his hands behind his head, "Look behind you."

Blade was a bit confused, subconsciously doing what Ding Hao said. This made him even more confused.

After Ding Hao's prompt, Blade saw a layer of pale yellow light shield on the roof of the two apartments behind him.

The silk threads hanging down from the end of the pale yellow light curtain connected every resident, just like the puppet strings used to control puppet actors on the stage.

Rubbing his eyes, Blade even slapped himself, determining that it was not an illusion. Having dealt with vampires for so many years, Blade could be considered well-informed, but he really hadn't seen this scene.

"They died in the past, but they are alive now." Ding Hao explained casually.

"What does this mean? Who are you? What do you want to do?" Blade's hand was already on the pistol at his waist, staring at Ding Hao, asking a series of questions like a machine gun.

*Swish*, a shadow swept across the air.

Blade subconsciously let go of the pistol and reached out to catch it. The moment he reached out, Blade regretted it. He didn't understand why he would do this. If this was a grenade, he could probably wait for death directly.

The thing fell into his hand. Very good, it wasn't a grenade. Blade opened his palm and looked carefully. It was a small test tube filled with bright red blood. After staring for two seconds, a wolf head appeared in the blood and roared at Blade.

"My name is Genie. You will know the other questions after you go in." Ding Hao pointed to the gate and said to the frightened Blade. It wasn't that he had nothing to do and acted as a riddle man, but that it was foreseeable that Blade would follow up with more questions that were harder to explain in words after these questions.

If Blade was smart enough and had enough knowledge, Ding Hao wouldn't mind chatting with him, but obviously, Blade didn't meet either of these two conditions.

Blade looked toward the gate. The ordinary iron door had now become a light circle composed of yellow edges, but he couldn't see the picture on the other side of the light circle.

"You can choose to refuse, then I will treat your wish as invalid."

Wish? When did I make a wish?!

Blade didn't understand a bit. Just as he wanted to ask, he found that he couldn't see the Genie in his field of vision anymore.

Hesitating on the spot for a few seconds, Blade's intuition told him that this might be the most important step on his road to eliminating all vampires.

Thinking of this, Blade gripped the test tube tightly, with a somewhat heroic attitude toward death, and walked toward the gate. ===== CHAPTER 29 =====