With a loud bang, the female vampire was caught off guard. She was accelerating forward when she was hit by the pickup truck and flew backwards for nearly 20 meters.
Before she could get up and curse, Bella turned over and jumped out of the pickup truck. Her eyes were glowing with light blue light, which was a sign that her psychic energy had reached its limit. She stomped her left foot on the ground, leaving a shallow footprint and then instantly accelerated. She was behind the female vampire in less than a second.
The male vampire James hurriedly stopped his forward steps, turned around, and prepared to rush to the side for support. As a result, he just saw Bella using both hands to tear off the female vampire's head.
"This smell is really bad! See what I said just now? You scum, you will all die today!" Bella held the female vampire's head, her tone full of confidence.
She continued to use her psychic energy to strengthen her physical fitness, constantly saying to herself, "You can do it" and "You are great."
There was no time to practice fighting skills now, but as long as she was faster and stronger than the opponent, that would be enough.
Confidence is a mysterious thing. When one party is full of morale, the other party will naturally be affected. In particular, James found that he had miscalculated one thing. He always thought that Bella was just a weird ability and had no power to fight back.
But now he had to change his cognition. This hateful woman could twist off a vampire's head before he could react. This speed and strength definitely exceeded the human limit.
He was a little unconfident. When Bella rushed over, he couldn't help but take a half step back. Then his ruthless nature took the upper hand. What was there to be afraid of? Fight!
After three moves, his confidence was restored by more than half. Bella's turtle fist-like moves were really not threatening.
And Bella also felt that after the first three moves, her confidence was rapidly declining. She could deceive outsiders, but she couldn't deceive herself.
She basically had no fighting ability. She was deceiving herself and said that she was very good at fighting. In reality, she was still the same. She really couldn't beat the vampire James.
If you can fight, then fight.
If you can't fight, then run! There was nothing to say. She didn't know how to use fake moves or real moves. She kicked the ground and raised a large piece of sand. Then she turned around and ran.
James didn't hesitate and flew after her.
"Get down!" A loud shout sounded in front of the left.
A black Chevrolet was lying in the middle of the road.
The muscular white man was wearing a tactical vest and holding a gun with both hands. He was aiming at the back of Bella.
Who is this? Seeing that the other party wanted to help, Bella didn't refuse.
She dodged and jumped to the side, completely avoiding the white man's frontal shooting.
"Bang, bang, bang" continuous gunshots followed.
The Beretta M92F is indeed a famous gun, but the initial speed of the pistol is a bit slow for vampires. The distance between the two sides is also far enough. James dodged left and right, and his own speed only dropped by 20%, and he avoided the five bullets fired from front and back.
It was the first time that the white man had seen an enemy who could dodge bullets at close range. However, his psychological quality was much stronger than Bella's. Although he was a little surprised, he was not panicked at all.
He did not retreat a single step. He held the gun with both hands very steadily and continued to shoot without stopping.
He used his rich combat experience to estimate James' dodge speed and dodge angle in advance.
The vampire had just dodged a bullet when he found that the next bullet was already in front of him. At this time, his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. Facing the Beretta M92F with an initial speed of 375 meters per second, he had no time to dodge.
Vampires are also flesh and blood, and bullets will also hurt them.
He was shot repeatedly, and Bella jumped out from the side and kicked one of his legs off. When the white man changed the magazine, another brown-haired woman got out of the black Chevrolet.
Bella knew this brown-haired woman. She was Claire Redfield, whom she had met twice in the plane crash.
At this time, Claire tied her hair into a ponytail, a white shirt with a short jacket, jeans and short boots underneath. She looked very different from her previous student dress. She looked heroic, like a female soldier going to the battlefield.
Relatively speaking, the mercenary dress of the white man next to her was not abrupt. It would be awkward for such a muscular and resolute man to wear a suit and tie.
The two of them, each with a pistol, shot James, whose mobility was greatly reduced, into a sieve, and at Bella's request, fired several shots at the vampire's head until his head was smashed, and then stopped.
Then Bella piled the bodies of the two vampires together, poured gasoline on them, set them on fire, and burned them!
She didn't know whether the black vampire was dead or not, and where he died. This was the best she could do.
At this moment, a very serious problem was in front of her. The strength and speed she showed in the previous battle with the vampire were too amazing. She didn't think Claire and the others didn't see it. How to explain it?
Before Bella could figure out the reason, the white man came up with an answer in his mind.
"Could this guy be the legendary biochemical soldier? His strength and speed are too amazing."
"Ah? Ah, yes, yes! You're right! It's genetically modified, you know." Bella wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead, and her mind was like a slide, going through her performance after the two of them appeared.
She was about to turn around and run away. The two should have discovered some abnormalities in her, but they didn't ask, so she didn't need to say it.
Just treat it as a genetically modified biochemical warrior!
"Ms. Swan, you are very dangerous now. This is my brother Chris. He works for the FBI."
The white man Chris took out his ID in a serious manner and shook it in front of Bella.
Claire quickly introduced the names of the two people, and Bella nodded. In fact, she didn't believe Chris's so-called FBI identity at all.
As we all know, the FBI's personnel composition is extremely mixed, including but not limited to their own agents, SHIELD agents, Hydra, CIA, KGB, Mossad, MI6, various fancy civilian armed gangs, demon hunters, vampires, demons, angels, and aliens!
Pick ten people on the street, and one of them will definitely have an FBI ID, and it looks very real.
Bella didn't know what the brother and sister meant: "What is the danger you are talking about?"
Chris looked around, and then said in a low voice: "An enemy hidden in the dark caused the plane crash. I suspect he used some kind of optical camouflage, and then deliberately designed some coincidences to complete the murder layout and create an alibi. This is a highly intelligent criminal!
"Bella: "
If I didn't know the truth, I would have believed it!
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