Chapter 21 21 Wanted Orders and Mutual Aid Association

The huge pain stimulated Ron's nerves.

The rapid secretion of hormones caused his blood flow to accelerate, his body twitched violently, and sweat secreted from his pores, moistening his skin.

Ron's chest rose and fell violently, and he barely concentrated on breathing.

His consciousness gradually blurred and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

He really didn't want to die and wasn't willing to die like this.

Dead?

Are you going to die?

No, is there any other way?

Yes, there should be a way.

Damn it, you must not give up at this time.

Ron turned his head and looked at Sandy.

His thinking is sharper and his ability to process information is greatly enhanced.

A flash of inspiration occurred, and Ron thought that he still had vampire blood that had not yet been activated.

Through the telescope, Brady focused his sight on the door of the bar.

He showed an expression of infinite intoxication and enjoyment, which made him feel a hundred times more comfortable than playing grass.

However, all rules are meant to be broken.

Something unexpected happened, and Ron, who was lying on the ground, actually moved.

Skills: Pistol Mastery L5; Foolish Eye L5; Vampire Bloodline L5; Car Driving L1; Lockpicking L1.

Huh?

After Howard admired his carefully directed masterpiece, he was reluctant to put down the telescope.

Holding a telescope in hand, Howard clearly saw Ron and Sandy being shot one after another, lying in a pool of blood, desperately waiting for death to come.

"Ron, you finally died, a good death, a good death!"

Therefore, he deliberately learned about the killer organization "Mutual Aid Association".

"Ahem, you can't die just yet. What the hell is going on with you? Why do you act like you're okay?"

"Skill points 77 → 67."

Ron is not dead, how could he not be dead?

However, the facts were before his eyes, forcing him to accept the bad news.

Sandy next to him was dumbfounded when he saw Ron recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just two ordinary people were shot in the heart with a sniper bullet, and they were absolutely and definitely dead.

He could confirm that the target was dead.

not enough.

Howard's face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water.

"Vampire bloodline L0→L1."

Looking back just now, I thought I was going to lose my teammate Ron forever.

Ron knew that the burning sensation should be the reaction of the sun's rising ultraviolet rays on the skin, while other body reactions were symptoms of the blood vessel transformation process.

The vampire bloodline has been upgraded to level 5.

Brady's reputation as a killer is not in vain.

His quality has been tested through countless assassination missions, and he also prefers a one-shot killing method.

Undoubtedly, this decision is extremely correct.

The various achievements of the "Mutual Aid Association" directly shocked him.

The open space in front of the bar was empty, leaving only two pools of undried blood.

Simply, his brain has also been transformed.

Remaining skill points: 7.

"Skill points 82 → 77."

Ron gasped violently, with an expression on his face that looked like he was surviving a disaster.

As a member of the "Mutual Aid Association", he is absolutely sure of a headshot.

"Vampire bloodline L2→L3."

In the end, he still couldn't resist the extra money method.

Howard turned to look at Brady, who was disassembling the sniper rifle and putting the parts into the suitcase one by one, looking completely professional.

Howard didn't intend for Ron to die like this.

He kept mumbling: "The target is still alive? It's absolutely impossible, you may just be blinded!"

He wanted Ron to die in pain, fear, and unwillingness. Only in this way could he dispel his deep-seated hatred.

Unexpectedly, Brady, a member of the "Mutual Aid Association", failed.

Jesus can't save, he said.

Otherwise, just the influx of information may cause his brain to shut down on the spot.

However, being able to come back from the dead and greatly improve his strength already made him very happy.

It's a pity that his body doesn't support him from saying more swear words.

He looked like he had seen a ghost.

Unprecedented pleasure hit Howard's consciousness, making his soul tremble, his body trembling, and his whole body fell into an unprecedented climax.

"Are you okay?"

In addition to leaving two pools of fresh blood stains at the door, the target actually disappeared out of thin air.

not enough.

Ron is not dead.

Howard blinked and couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He is seriously injured now and he doesn't know when he will recover?

"This joke is not funny at all."

He looked at his data panel.

The cold black man not far away rested his shoulder on the butt of the gun, put his eyes close to the scope, and gently released the trigger with his index finger.

"this……"

There was a strong itching sensation in his chest, cell activity increased, the wound healed quickly, and the bleeding stopped. His body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Vampire bloodline L4→L5."

"Huhuhu..."

What the hell?

"How is that possible?"

The smell was too complex for him to adapt to, and his hearing was too sharp, making him feel noisy.

At the same time, the body's strength is still passing away, and the blood from the heart wound continues to pour out.

"Skill points 32 → 7."

After Ron and Sandy jumped into the street, he took his eyes off the scope and looked up at Howard quite speechlessly.

It's so happy, it's so happy.

Howard, who hired him, specifically added a 10% commission.

Far from enough!

Not dead, how is that possible?

"Vampire bloodline L3→L4."

Seeing that Howard didn't look fake, Brady put down the barrel of his gun and curiously took Howard's telescope.

"Uh... I don't know how to explain it either."

Not far away, in a room in a building.

Brady failed?!
To be continued...