He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

"These matters must be thoroughly investigated!"

Fury focused his gaze, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

……

"Lord Gu Qing!"

The person who bowed to Gu Qing was a young man of medium build, with gray hair, a thin face, and a gentle demeanor.

He is "Otto Suwen," the puppet that Gu Qinggang summoned.

"Otto, you will stay by my side as my assistant from now on. You will be in charge of all the big and small affairs of the convenience store. Other tasks will be notified separately."

"Understood, sir. I will definitely do my job well."

Otto gave a sincere answer.

Gu Qing nodded slightly, very satisfied.

Otto wasn't suited to going out and causing trouble, so Gu Qing decided to keep him by her side as an assistant.

He, on the other hand, became a hands-off manager.

Anyway, with Muzan and the Twelve Demon Moons helping us get prayer points, we won't be short of Otto.

"Then I'll leave this place to you. I'm going out for a stroll."

"Please feel free to leave it to me."

Otto confidently accepted the task.

……

Manhattan, Greenwich Village.

This is a quiet town in New York's affluent neighborhood, far from the city's hustle and bustle, yet only a 20-minute drive from the bustling city center.

Green hills and clear waters, lush greenery...

Being there brings peace to the heart.

But today, an uninvited guest has arrived here.

He was one of eleven Black men.

He was around thirty years old, with a short buzz cut, and wore sunglasses.

He was very strong, wearing military camouflage pants and a vest, carrying two longswords on his back, and a large-caliber pistol tucked into his thigh.

He is the cursed child, the abandoned one, who lives only for revenge, and therefore has no name.

But he is known to the outside world as the Blade Warrior.

"This is it!"

Blade Runner arrived in front of a villa, his gaze fixed intently on the gate.

He doesn't have X-ray vision and can't see what's inside.

But his sense of smell is extremely sensitive, especially to blood.

He smelled a strong stench of blood.

This villa is like a slaughterhouse... a human slaughterhouse.

"Is it another blood feast?"

A cold glint flashed in Blade Runner's eyes behind his sunglasses.

He was born with a mission... His mother was bitten by a vampire when she gave birth to him and eventually "died".

But he was born as a half-human, half-vampire.

He was born with hatred on his shoulders and a mission to exterminate vampires, eventually becoming a vampire killer.

He has killed countless vampires and knows their habits and characteristics very well.

They crave blood and take pleasure in devouring humans.

However, as humans became the dominant species in the world, the vampires began to restrain their behavior and only operated in the shadows.

But there are still those who act recklessly.

They often use various lies to gather large numbers of people together, and then unleash a bloody feast.

Many people die each time.

"I will definitely kill all vampires!"

Blade Runner muttered to himself, then kicked the door open with a thud.

The living room, covered in cobwebs, came into view, resembling a spider's nest.

What's going on here?!

Blademaster's eyes widened slightly.

Based on his experience, he judged that this place should have become a scene of blood and hell, so why was it a spider web nest?

Could it be that he is not a vampire?

Vampires are not as fantastical as they are in fantasy novels.

Although they possess immortal bodies and superhuman strength, that's all they have; they don't have any blood magic that's beyond imagination.

Covering a villa with spider webs, covering an area of ​​over 300 square meters, with such a structure is something no vampire could possibly do.

No, even if I could do it, I wouldn't.

Ultimately, these two styles are not the same.

Who are you?

Just then, a sound came from upstairs.

The Blade Runner looked up and saw a child standing behind the second-floor railing.

But Blade didn't relax at all just because his opponent was a child; on the contrary, his hair stood on end and his whole body tensed up.

Judging from his appearance, the child was only about ten years old, with white hair, white clothes, and red spots on his face.

If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad; it would even be kind of cute.

But his eyes were strange; his pupils had a two-layer structure, with an outer layer that was white and an inner layer that was blue, and inside there were two black dots.

The whites of his eyes were blood red, like skinned flesh, which was extremely terrifying.

However, it's not just about appearance.

In Blade's keen senses, the child exuded a terrifying aura, making him feel unprecedented pressure.

"I'm asking you a question!"

The child's voice rang out again, this time with a hint of impatience, "You bastard who just barges in without giving me any reason to like you, then you'll stay here as food!"

"It really is a monster!"

Blade Runner took a deep breath, drew his dual pistols, and fired.

Chapter 5 Tired vs. Blade Warrior

"Bang bang bang..."

The Blade Warriors fired both guns simultaneously, their gunfire creating a rain of bullets as they carried out a full-scale hunt.

The child hadn't expected Blade to be so decisive, attacking without a word, and was therefore a beat slow to react.

But he was very fast, and although he was a step slower, his defensive measures were completed before the bullets arrived.

Fine spider silk spurted from his ten fingers, weaving into a web in the air before tightening into a cocoon, protecting him tightly inside. Bullets struck it, sending up a shower of sparks, but had no effect whatsoever.

Instead, the ricocheting or missing bullets left fist-sized holes in the walls and furniture.

How can handgun bullets be so powerful?

A regular handgun would naturally not have this kind of power, but Blade is a half-human, half-vampire who inherited all the advantages of vampires, such as immortality, super physical abilities, and super regeneration, but did not inherit their weaknesses, such as needing to drink blood and being afraid of sunlight, silver, and wooden stakes.

Therefore, his weapon was an oversized pistol modified to suit his arm strength. For an ordinary person, even a highly trained ace soldier, firing just one shot would break their wrist due to the immense recoil.

However, such enormous recoil results in unimaginable power; despite being a pistol, it functions like a hand cannon or an anti-materiel sniper rifle.

However, the pistol, despite its immense power, failed to cause the slightest damage to the cocoon woven from spider silk... Although Blade didn't think that this surprise attack alone would end the battle, he was still greatly surprised by the result.

"Click-clack..."

A round of bullets was fired but nothing was fired.

The Blade Runner quickly holstered his pistol and rushed into the house.

He took three steps in two, leaping onto the coffee table in one go. Then, with a powerful push, he soared into the air, gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and, as he leaped to the second floor, drew his sword and slashed down.

"when!"

The twin swords struck the cocoon, sparking brilliant fire, and the Blade Warrior was thrown back by the recoil.

"Whoa..."

The spider silk flew away, and the cocoon disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The child held a spider web woven like a flower rope in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the web shot out, growing larger and larger along the way.

The Blade Runner used the rebound to accelerate backward, and upon hitting the railing, he performed a backflip and jumped back downstairs.

The next second, the spider web flew past.

The railing shattered into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Upon seeing this, Blade Runner gasped in shock, overwhelmed with relief at surviving the ordeal.

If I had been a step slower, I would have been the one torn to pieces.

Even with the regenerative abilities of a vampire, it would be impossible for them to survive.

"His style is quite decisive, but his skills are lacking!"