Chapter 56

The old vampire's eyes flashed red and then dimmed, his night vision activated, and he immediately noticed that the object flying towards them was a common military hand grenade used by the expeditionary forces. This primitive weapon killed with metal fragments and shock waves, barely effective against first-level combat soldiers, and even less so against second-level formal vampires.

But this grenade was a big problem at the moment. Its shock wave could very likely shake the suitcase, triggering the mechanism inside and destroying the item in this transaction.

In a critical moment, the old vampire shouted and took a step forward, using his body to shield his two subordinates.

He was already a fourth-level senior vampire warrior, and the shrapnel from this grenade would at most cause him some superficial injuries.

"Pity about this suit, it was tailored by a master!" The old vampire thought just before the grenade exploded.

However, the grenade did not explode as he expected. Its metal cap suddenly flew off, and a small tin-wrapped bundle shot out, followed by a burst of silver light in the old vampire's field of vision!

The sudden intense light instantly blinded the three vampires. As the grenade flew out, Qian Ye leaped from his hiding place, landed in a half-kneeling position, and aimed the Dawnlight, targeting the old vampire. When the silver light appeared, Qian Ye closed his eyes and fired the original force bullet he had infused, based on memory.

The distance between them was less than thirty meters, and this shot was unavoidable. The old vampire let out a painful roar as a pale yellow light exploded on his chest. This time, not only was his suit destroyed, but a fist-sized blood hole opened in his chest and abdomen. He was blasted backward, colliding with his two subordinates.

The other two young vampires reacted quickly. With the old vampire's body blocking them, the intense light was significantly reduced, causing them to pause for only a few seconds. One rushed forward to support the old vampire, while the other, who was carrying the suitcase, turned and ran. However, to maintain the absolute balance of the suitcase while moving, he could only run at a slow pace.

Qian Ye charged forward like a galloping horse, closing the distance to ten meters in an instant, and a spike shot towards the old vampire.

The young vampire was the old vampire's descendant and immediately stepped forward to shield him in the critical moment. His right arm, which he raised to block, had not even reached its position when the spike plunged into his chest with a thud, as if it had encountered little resistance, piercing through his back and embedding itself in the old vampire's right shoulder.

The young vampire's face was filled with shock, completely unprepared for the immense force on the spike, which could penetrate his body in one go!

Qian Ye did not pause, sprinting at full speed for the final ten meters, determined to take down the strongest opponent before he regained his vision and mobility.

The young vampire let out a roar and lunged at Qian Ye, grabbing his wrist just as he swung it. They began to wrestle.

Most adult vampires, though not particularly muscular in appearance, possessed extraordinary strength. A third-level human combat soldier might not even match a second-level vampire in a wrestling match.

But Qian Ye suddenly roared, his full strength bursting forth, overwhelming the young vampire's resistance. His right dagger plunged into the young vampire's shoulder with a thud. The blade, coated with silver liquid, immediately burned and scorched the young vampire's flesh, emitting a large cloud of blue smoke. The young vampire let out a painful scream, his right hand loosening, allowing Qian Ye's left hand to regain freedom.

Qian Ye did not miss this critical moment, immediately swinging the massive Dawnlight and smashing the steel barrel into the young vampire's face, satisfied to find that the face was always relatively fragile, regardless of the species.

This blow crushed the young vampire's nose and half of his cheekbone, and Qian Ye then threw him aside, who had lost most of his senses.

When Qian Ye successfully reached the old vampire, he was surprised to find that the once formidable opponent had lost his fighting ability, lying on his back, barely alive. In a short time, the wound on his chest had doubled in size, from a fist-sized hole to a bowl-sized one, and it was visibly rotting, oozing black blood.

Seeing this, Qian Ye was momentarily stunned. Was this the result of his shot?

At this distance, hitting a vital spot, if he had used a demon-slaying silver bullet, it would have undoubtedly killed the old vampire. Even if he had used a silver bullet two levels lower, it would have caused severe injuries that could not heal in a short time.

However, the original force bullet Qian Ye had infused did not have any special demon-slaying effects, and its power against vampires should normally be only one-third that of a silver bullet. Even with Qian Ye's particularly potent original force, it would have been at most half as effective.

Moreover, the higher the vampire's level, the greater the reduction in power. Before a vampire's powerful self-healing ability, any non-lethal physical damage was merely superficial. Without the continuous damage from silver, which is highly toxic to vampires, a fourth-level old vampire would still be a significant threat.

This was why Qian Ye took the risk of a direct confrontation to deliver the final blow. But seeing the old vampire's current injuries, they were clearly more severe than those caused by a silver bullet, and just one shot had brought him to the brink of death.

Qian Ye recalled the mysterious blood gas he had mixed into the bullet when he infused it. Could it be because of this?

Qian Ye was stunned for only a moment before he ignored the two nearly dead vampires on the ground.

He rushed into the night, pursuing the other fleeing vampire. This time, Qian Ye did not approach for a direct attack. When he estimated the right distance, he raised the Dawnlight, bent his knee, knelt, aimed, and fired in one fluid motion.

The Dawnlight was already filled with original force, forming a new original force bullet. As he pulled the trigger, a burst of light shot out of the barrel, hitting the young vampire's back!

The young vampire let out a惨叫，竟然坚持着没有倒下，又踉跄向前跑了几步。这时他耳边突然传来千夜的声音：“你可以休息了。”

涂银短刀深深刺入他的心脏，而那个皮箱则稳稳地到了千夜手中。

千夜简单检查了一下箱子，发现机关异常复杂，根本不是他能够拆除的，看样子只有等待三小时过去了。

不过千夜还有一件重要的事没完成，那就是齐公子。

他转身一路朝黑流城的方向疾奔，只在中途稍作停留，找了个事先探查过的隐蔽地方，把皮箱藏好。

在距离黑流城七十公里的地方，卡车正停在路边，齐岳和老人一脸晦气地站在路旁，那名护卫则钻入车底，几件工具在他手中不停轮换，显然在检查着什么。

片刻之后他从车底探出头，说：“少爷，是动力传输管路出了问题！它裂了一个口子，动力蒸汽全都漏光了，难怪跑不动。”

齐岳眉头一皱，问：“有人破坏？”

“不太像，看破损的地方应该是被路上的石头给划到了。”

“妈的！这帮该死的军需官！就不能少贪污一点！”咒骂过后，齐岳双眉舒展了一些，又问：“要多久才能修好？”

“这是小毛病。二十分钟就能修好，最多半个小时。”

听到护卫的回答，齐岳决定等卡车修好再走。

这个地方距离黑流城还是有些远，如果靠他自己双腿差不多要走两个多小时，而且会累个半死。等卡车修好，然后坐车回去同样也就是两个多小时。

只不过齐岳还是有些郁闷，这次行动隐秘而重大，车辆事先就经过精挑细选，这款型号素来以越野性能强，可靠性高而著称。没想到跑了这么一次还是出了问题。

不过总的来说齐岳的心情还是很不错的，他完成了这个极为重要的交易，回头不仅在家族中的地位会大幅提升，而且肯定能讨得那位大人物的欢心。

那个人可是他父亲顶头上司的顶头上司。打通了这层关系，然后再去远征军中历练一番，镀镀金，齐岳的前途就完全可以超越他的父亲了。运气好的话，甚至有可能再向上爬几层，说不定还有机会前往中上层大陆定居。

想到未来的前景，齐岳就不觉得时间难熬了。

护卫从卡车上搬下工具，开始丁丁当当地修理。

当千夜借着夜色的掩护靠近时，看到的正是自己预想中的场景，而且是最好的那个结果。

卡车底部的动力管道就是他弄坏的，红蝎出身的他动这点小手脚自然不在话下，还自然无人为痕迹。千夜最担心的就是齐岳抛下卡车，步行回黑流城，那时又要大费手脚跟踪追杀。

好在齐岳确实如传闻中一样喜欢享受，果然留下来等待卡车修好。

黎明之光中已经灌满原力，这是千夜今晚能够使用的最后一发原能弹了。他屏住呼吸，耐心向着齐岳靠近。

一百米，九十米......直到进入三十米，千夜依然没有被发现。

“少爷！车修好了。”护卫叫了一声，然后就从车下爬了出来。

千夜看到齐岳和老人都向那名护卫望去，立刻将早就握在手里的手雷掷了出去，然后用黎明之光瞄准了那名护卫，扣下扳机。

看到一个黑忽忽的东西飞来，齐岳和老人都面色大变，叫了一声：“手雷！”然后就分别扑闪向两旁。

两人在飞退的时候，都紧盯着手雷的落点。战兵身体远比普通人强横，这种老式军用手雷拿来对付普通人还行，像齐岳只要退到五米以外，最多受点皮肉轻伤，并不影响战斗。

手雷落地，上盖弹飞，然后射出一团锡纸，最后化作极为强烈的闪光。

措不及防之下，齐岳和老人一时间眼前只剩下茫茫的白，所有的景物都瞬间消失。对付血族有特效的闪光弹，在黑夜环境中对付人类效果也不错。而这种出人意料的小诡计，也让人防不胜防。

千夜看着最后一发原力弹端端正正地射在那名护卫的脸上，将他的脑袋轰爆，然后用力将黎明之光甩了出去。

重达十公斤的巨型老式手枪在飞旋起来之后，就变成了一件颇具威力的杀器。它直接砸在还没有从盲目状态中恢复过来的老人脑袋上，鲜血立时沿着发际披满脸，老人重重摔倒在地上晕死过去。

随后千夜如幽灵般冲到齐岳面前。

这时齐岳双眼只能勉强睁开，又红又肿，泪水不断流下。千夜一拳重重地砸在齐岳腹部，顿时让他弯腰如弓，而且不由自主地开始呕吐，没消化的残渣连同酸水喷了一地。

千夜又是一拳砸在齐岳背上，齐岳如同被猛犸巨象踩过，一下子就趴到了地上。然后千夜一脚踹上齐岳的脸，这一记下了全力，齐岳顿时被踢得飞了起来，鲜血飞溅数米，血水中还有十几颗牙齿一同喷射。

千夜那与体型完全不符的巨大力量，连续三下重击，顿时瓦解了齐岳的全部抵抗能力，让这个二级战兵也只有倒在泥泞里呻吟的份。

千夜慢慢走到齐岳身边，蹲下，拍了拍齐岳的脸，说：“齐公子，我们又见面了。”

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A scream of pain, but the young vampire somehow managed to stay on his feet, staggering forward a few steps. At that moment, Qian Ye's voice suddenly rang in his ear: "You can rest now."

The silver-coated short knife plunged deep into his heart, and the suitcase was securely in Qian Ye's hands.

Qian Ye briefly inspected the box, finding the mechanism extremely complex, far beyond his ability to dismantle. It seemed he would have to wait for the three hours to pass.

However, Qian Ye still had one important task to complete: Qi Yue.

He turned and sprinted towards the direction of Blackstream City, stopping briefly along the way to hide the suitcase in a previously scouted, concealed location.

Seventy kilometers from Blackstream City, the truck was parked by the roadside. Qi Yue and the old man stood by the road, looking disgruntled, while the guard was under the truck, switching tools, clearly inspecting something.

A moment later, he poked his head out from under the truck and said, "Young Master, there's a problem with the power transmission line! It has a crack, and all the power steam has leaked out, no wonder it won't move."

Qi Yue frowned and asked, "Was it tampered with?"

"It doesn't seem like it. The damage looks like it was caused by a rock on the road."

"Damn! These damn logistics officers! Can't they be less corrupt!" After cursing, Qi Yue's frown eased, and he asked, "How long will it take to fix?"

"It's a minor issue. It should be fixed in twenty minutes, at most half an hour."

Hearing the guard's response, Qi Yue decided to wait for the truck to be repaired.

This place was still quite far from Blackstream City. If he walked, it would take him about two hours and leave him exhausted. Waiting for the truck to be fixed and then driving