after waking up.

Chapter 306

The narrow alleyway caused a group of people to line up and walk away. The crowd became visibly flustered, their footsteps were very fragmented, and some people fell down.

"what"

"Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~"

Someone from behind the team screamed again, and the flames flickered a few times along with the gunshots.

"We can't run like this anymore, they are already eyeing us! We have to find a place to hide."

A bystander kicked open the door of a house on the side of the alley.

"Quick, go this way!"

The rest of the people entered the door one after another, and then walked in the other direction along the room.

There were no residents in the house, and it seemed very quiet. The leader deliberately lagged a few feet behind, looking nervously at the door they came in.

After waiting for a few seconds, a black shadow suddenly fell from above, and the leading strong man pulled the trigger without even thinking about it.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

Flames erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and three bullets struck at the black shadow in an instant, but the black shadow seemed to have expected it, and even flashed into the room at the moment of falling, with an unbelievably fast speed.

It's just that the bullets this time were obviously not ordinary bullets, and the silver trails formed by the three bullets twisted slightly while the shadow moved.

It was like three silver poisonous snakes biting the black shadow in an instant, and shot into its body and rotated rapidly.

"Puff puff"

"what--"

The black shadow let out a shrill scream, the sound was much more exaggerated than those who had just disappeared, and there was a burning flame spreading rapidly from the flesh and blood like cracks at the position where it was hit.

"Ah—what is this? Ah—"

The black shadow screamed and struggled, scratches were scratched on the wall.

"boom--"

That terrifying person was directly blown to pieces, and his flesh and blood had been burned in the process of splashing.

"Ho, ho, ho"

The leading man and the people around him were breathing rapidly. He looked down at the revolver in his hand and finally understood how powerful it was.

Moore, who was slightly behind, also stayed where he was. At the beginning, he was protected and taken away most of the time, and he had never really experienced the battle in the extraordinary world. Seeing this situation now, he knew the bullet Handel left for him How precious.

"Now, let's go!"

Moore was the first to react and reminded everyone, and everyone immediately recovered and left in a hurry.

Perhaps it was because the three shots just now had an effect, and no one disappeared during the walk afterward.

And not long after the group of people left the empty house, three more figures came to the door on the side of the alley. They looked at the scorched black marks on the wall, and their faces were obviously not very good-looking.

"What was that just now? Why is it so powerful?"

"Even if it's a silver bullet, it shouldn't be this powerful!"

"There should be a hidden sharpshooter among them, and they used special bullets. I didn't expect them to be so clumsy at this time!"

"Don't you mean they are all ordinary people?"

"You can't lose them, maybe you have to notify the master to deal with it."

On the other side, Moore and others hurried out of the narrow area, then re-selected the route and continued to move, and finally arrived at a large factory on the edge of the city.

Some workers met at the small gate of the factory area, and led everyone to the inside of the factory area.

Although it was dark, the parts processing factory was still roaring with the sound of machines. Obviously, at night, when there seemed to be a perverted murderer in the city, the factory still did not stop production.

Soon, Moore and others arrived at a remote workshop, where hundreds of strong workers were waiting for him.

"Mr. Moore!" "Mr. Moore is here!"

"Mr. Moore, are you all right?"

"Are you injured?"

The workers were extremely concerned about Moore's situation, and when they got here, the group relaxed a lot, as if they felt that they were out of danger, and there were more people here, which naturally gave people a sense of security.

"Don't worry, everyone, I'm fine! Please keep quiet!"

"Mr. Moore, I heard that those monsters are with the nobles of Doya, right?"

"It must be, they are afraid, and use these things to deal with us!"

"Don't worry everyone, as long as I leave Doya, I believe those monsters will leave too."

"We don't want you to go!" "Mr. Moore!"

"Don't be too selfish, for the sake of Mr. Moore's safety!"

The leading man said so.

The man who protected Moore all the way was very burly. He was the big man who picked on Moore at the hotel when he first arrived here, but now he has less fat and more muscles. At this moment, he returned the gun in his hand to Moore.

"Mr. Moore, this gun is very powerful. You can take it with you to defend yourself. We will leave the city immediately after dawn."

"Yes, Mr. Moore cannot be put in danger."

The workers were very excited, because the existence of Moore united everyone and forced the local capital to improve their treatment.

On the other side, Mu Lan and Shire had already chased to the factory area as quickly as possible. Seeing the lights inside and hearing the roar of the steam engine inside, they knew that the factory was still producing at night.

"Is it in there?"

"Hopefully."

Mu Lan and Shire didn't hesitate, let alone go in through the normal channels. They jumped directly to the side and jumped into the factory area. I'm out of breath.

Outside a remote warehouse, a few workers stood guard here. The arrival of Mu Lan and Charles obviously caught their attention, because they were wearing suits and vests and were very well-dressed.

"Who are you?" "You two noble lords, are you lost?"

Mu Lan looked at Charles.

"Look, someone called you noble master again."

"I used to be!"

"Excuse me, is Mr. Moore here?"

Several workers were tense for a moment.

"What Mr. Moore?" "The owner of the factory isn't called that."

Whether it was the expressions on the faces of the workers or the breath Mu Lan felt, it all showed that Moore was inside.

The shadow around Mulan spread, and several workers suddenly became stiff, unable to speak. Then Mulan and Charles walked to the workshop, opened the door and walked in.

The sound of the door opening immediately attracted the attention of the people inside. Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at the door, but Moore and the others had already been hidden.

"Who are you?" "What are you doing here?"

"We're all resting!"

Mulan glanced at the corner where Moore was hiding, where there were wooden packing boxes.

"Mr. Moore, don't hide it anymore. We are not here to hurt you. Is the alchemy silver bullet that Brook gave you still useful?"

Hearing this, Moore, who was hiding in the dark, came out. He looked at the two people surrounded by workers under the dim gas lamp. Although one of them looked strange, he felt familiar.

"Mr. Moore, we meet again."

Hearing this sentence, Moore's eyes widened slightly, and he asked in disbelief.

"You are, Mr. X?"

"That's right, it's me, thank you for letting me wake up, oh yes, I forgot to bring your book."

Mulan said and handed out the book left by Moore, and Moore trotted over with obvious excitement.

"Let's make room, everyone, this is my friend, our friend!"

Hearing Moore say this with an excited look, the people around were obviously relieved.

Moore took the book, and when he saw Mulan coming, he felt a sense of security in his heart.

"Mr. X, there are some monsters in the city. We believe they should be used by the Doya authorities to find us. They are dangerous! Only the bullets of this gun can hurt them!"

"Yes, there are some monsters that we already know, but what you encountered should only be small characters."

That kind of scary stuff is a minor character?

The people around looked at each other in blank dismay, while Charles took the pistol from Moore's hand at this moment, pushed the breech and looked at it.

"The special alchemy silver bullets are a bit wasteful to deal with blood slaves. In fact, ordinary weapons can also effectively kill them, but this is safer."

"Who is this?"

Charles showed a smile, and habitually bowed with the dawn salute.

"Dear Mr. Moore, I am an observer just like Mr. X. You can call me Baron."

Fuck, this guy installed it?

Mu Lan glanced at Shire without paying much attention, and directly explained his intention.

"Mr. Moore, we are here this time to hope that you will leave Bach temporarily, and it is best to go to Ilhan as soon as possible."

Moore was taken aback for a moment, then said immediately.

"A while ago, I received a telegram from my students saying that an uprising broke out in Ilhan, and the specifics are unclear."

"Yes, in the Hirkin area, your students and the Workers' Party led the workers' uprising, but they were too naive. I hope you can go to Hirkin yourself. This precious opportunity cannot be missed."

Moore was keenly aware of some hidden meaning in Mulan's words.

"Mr. X, any of you are in Hirkin?"

"Yes, a few companions who passed by happened to meet Shirkin's uprising. They noticed the justice of the Workers' Party and the danger they might encounter, so they decided to stay and observe for the time being."

Just when Mulan finished speaking, Charles suddenly frowned and turned to face the door of the workshop. Mulan stopped talking.

"Here, it seems that they are indeed here for Mr. Moore. He looks like an immature guy in his breath. How about letting me take the shot this time?"

Today's Shire has already stepped into the reality, and with the help of the power of the dawn, he reversed the book of blood, and communicated with Farrow Lynch, and embarked on the most orthodox path of alien blood in ancient times. Ordinary low-level vampires are to him. He really didn't pay attention to the fact that the flaws were too obvious.

"Okay, but try to be as agile as possible."

"Don't worry, today is different from the past."

As soon as Charles finished speaking, seven people fell from the ventilation skylight of the workshop one after another. The first six squatted slightly before landing, while the seventh fell straight to the ground as if it violated the principles of mechanics.

The seven people who came in had a strange breath, six eyes had a slight red light, and the seventh person in the middle was holding a goblet filled with red liquid in his hand.

"Oh, you must be Mr. Moore? I'm sorry to meet you in such a dirty place for the first time."

The man gracefully held the wine glass and bowed slightly. When he straightened up, his scarlet tongue licked his lips.

"Out of respect for you, even if you are such an old human, I will try to taste the taste of blood."

"Monster!" "What do you want to do to Mr. Moore?"

"Don't even think about hurting Mr. Moore!"

Everyone around was excited, although they were afraid, but no one backed down.

Mu Lan stretched out a hand to stop Moore, and at this moment Charles beside him smiled, and he walked out of the crowd of workers gracefully, flexing his joints while walking, and took off his hat at the same time , and hung it on a protruding wooden bar beside the workshop wall.

"who are you?"

The vampire seemed to have just noticed Ciel, and could feel that this person was unusual.

"Oh, I'm an observer. Of course, I'll beat up people with itchy hands once in a while. You're the kind of person who annoys me. Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot. Vampires don't deserve to be called human beings."

"you"

Scarlet magic flashed in the vampire's eyes.

"How dare you blaspheme the nobles of the night! Kill me."

The vampire's pupils dilated slightly, and the Char in his eyes was gradually fading away, indicating that what he saw was not his real body, but at this moment, Char's face suddenly appeared in front of the vampire.

"Oh, I didn't expect blood suppression to be so easy to use, it made your reaction slow!"

"Tick tock ~ tick tock"

Blood dripped down.

"Uh ho."

The vampire made a hoarse voice but was speechless. His eyes returned to focus, and he saw a somewhat familiar figure in front of him. There was a flat cut on the neck of this figure.

(End of this chapter)