In that instant, the vampire chosen as the target understood.
Damn the Black Iron Trial!
Had he actually been chosen as the target for the Black Iron Trial by a Blood Servant?
What a disgrace!
Damn it... don't you dare look down on me!
She cursed with vulgar vampire curses, planning to fly higher away, but below Little Wei Ming, in no hurry, pulled out a shotgun from his bag and aimed it.
The first bullet tore through the Blood Wings, forcing the target to descend again.
"Ah!"
The indignant female vampire darted in front of Little Wei Ming when she landed, planning to grab this Blood Servant as a hostage. She pressed a bullet and rushed forward, grabbing Little Wei Ming's wrist.
But the dwarf didn't struggle, instead, he lunged into her arms, both guns in his hands firing at once, one up and one down.
The scorching bullet not only pierced her chin but also her foot, again slowing her down. Still, Little Wei Ming was bitten by the vampire on the neck.
"!!!"
