When David got out of the car, Turing clearly saw the tense muscles on his body, not knowing whether it was because of the Blood servant just now or for another reason.

Through the gap in the carriage, Turing looked thoughtfully as David came to the driver, and then his vision was blocked by a touch of gold.

It's Quinn holding his arms.

This woman has a straight and beautiful European and American face, and her azure blue eyes are bright and cold, which makes her handsome face frozen together, like an ice flower emitting cold air.

"Miss, you should not move at will now, it is not good for your recovery..."

"It's a lady." Quinn corrected Doctor Tu's name, "Can I show me your arm?"

"arm?"

Although Turing was puzzled, he lifted up his thick sleeves and revealed his white and delicate arms. At the same time, his eyes pierced Quinn's golden hair and penetrated the gap in the wooden carriage. He found that David was the only person driving outside, but the driver disappeared.

Quinn held her fingers up, cold and rough texture, which were thin calluses left after holding the weapon for a long time, and there were still some scars on the back of her hand.

She rubbed Turing's back of her hand coldly until her arm, and held it for a short while, taking out the strange and terrifying heart from her arms.

"You don't have Luenyin in your body. You can't just tear the ghoul in half." Quinn's eyes were cold, and he looked at Turing as if he was scrutinizing his prey. "Why did the blood servant call you 'Supreme' just now?"

Luenyin?

Turing's afterglow swept across the silver hilt of Quinn's waist, and realized something in his heart, and answered the other party's questions at the same time:

"I don't know this."

"The 'Torido' clans in the Secret Party are very good at disguising themselves as humans. They are handsome, well-proportioned, sociable and lies, and there was a blood clan who tried to get into us, and it lasted for two years without triggering a pacing counter alarm..."

It was obvious that the abnormality of the blood servant just now had aroused Hai Yin's alertness.

She specifically blocked Turing's view from peeping David and placed him in a position within reach. Her words at this time were both temptation and warning.

These witch hunters are as experienced as Banga mercenaries.

But Turing still seemed very relaxed and asked Haiyin a question:

"Have you heard of the 'Blood Slave'?"

The huntress's azure pupils contract slightly.

...

...

The carriage convoy passed through the gloomy London streets, covered with towering and spiky Gothic buildings. The sound of shaking bells came from the vast white mist, proclaiming the arrival of night.

At the last moment of dusk, Turing was taken off the carriage by Haiyin.

After seeing the cold and closed Tianshou Research Pavilion, and the brutal and magnificent Colosseum, the Gothic buildings full of classical and religious flavors made Turing look very excited. He looked around at these tall buildings and London streets, and the coarse linen he wore made him look like a country guy who had just entered the city.

"I'm so glad it's already night, and the torches can't see your hair color and eyes clearly. There are enough people here, otherwise you will definitely experience the hospitality of the London citizens."

David glanced at the two of them with fun, and exchanged glances with Quinn quietly.

At this moment, the streets were filled with steam lights, and people were wearing coats and torches and quickly crossing the street. The strange steam technology made Turing look at it for a few more times, and then a group of people wrapped in thick robes blocked his way.

Tuling could feel the sharp eyes of these people instantly focusing on him. There was no doubt that these were all demon hunters.

They surrounded Turing and his group and escorted into a wide archway. There were some things engraved on the arched stone plaque, which read "Silver Bat Security Company".

Silver bat?

He glanced at the witch hunter who seemed to be surrounded by him and Quinn, and looked up at the bat sculpture on the sharp corners of the towering Gothic building next to him. Turing grinned.

After entering the house at the end of the corner, Turing was undoubtedly surrounded by a group of witch hunters with different expressions.

"Oh my God, this is a demon son?!"

"His hair is black...it's the same as it was drawn in the book!"

"How could there be such a freak in the world..."

They whispered, pointing at Turing with all kinds of guns in their hands. Through the human slit, Turing could see a large number of steam machinery in the "Silver Bat Security Company".

The witch hunter who entered the Arch Lane with Turing had already left with his horse, and only David, Quinn and the young man named Glenn followed him. Turing glanced at him for a week and grinned.

“What is this for?”

"Maybe you should tell us why that blood servant called you 'Supreme'." David's cheerful expression disappeared, his face was solemn. He grabbed the cold weapon at his waist with his palm, but he didn't pull it out.

On the other hand, after talking to Turing, Quinn kept stroking her snow-white neck unconsciously, and her eyes wandering around the scene were a little distracted.

Compared with other witch hunters, they were the only two present who did not directly draw their weapons.

"I want to know too. Why don't we wait for the coachman you sent out?" Turing's smile remained the same, but David's eyes narrowed and turned his head to look at Haiyin.

The moves in Shanghai Yin just now were to block Turing's gaze and prevent him from seeing David's small movements.

"Stop talking nonsense. If he is really a supreme blood clan, we should trade him for Alzac!"

"Yes, tie this damn vampire!"

The crowd started to clamor, and Turing was speechless.

According to his judgment, the witch hunter has a weak status in this world, and it is not difficult to join it with the force he showed and the ability of a doctor. It is just that the minor changes when entering the city made David and Quinn suspicious again.

At this time, another person walked into the door, and it was the coachman.

He glanced at the situation inside the door, walked to David's ears under the attention of countless people, and said in a not-so-slight voice:

"I went to find the blood servant... He recognized me as the 'Supreme' coachman, so he tried to please me and gave me this thing..."

David took a triangular bat badge with claws from the coachman's hand. Everyone's expression changed, and his eyes at Turing became strange.

Bang!

A gunshot, accompanied by the falling stone chips, a thick voice came from the back of the crowd: "If he were a supreme blood clan, you would have been lying on the ground and turned into mummies!"

The witch hunter immediately separated two rows and set out on the road. A white-haired old man walked out with two witch hunters wearing four-corner hats.

The old man was wearing a black hunter outfit, long windbreaker, brown leather armor, two long swords slanted behind his back, four wooden pistols were inserted on the leather armor on his chest, other weapons were also pinned around his waist, and some bottles and jars.

The most eye-catching thing is the eye mask on his face, and there are three huge slanted scars under the black leather. The two hunters next to him are similar to his outfits, both wearing long black silver-patterned windbreakers, which is a sharp contrast with others who are still dressed by hunters but have different clothes.

It is worth mentioning that Quinn's clothes were also long windbreakers, but they were just blue.

"This is the trace left when fighting a young wolf many years ago." The old man raised his hand to stop David who wanted to speak next to him. "I lost one eye, but in the end I cut off his spine."

He grinned, flying white hair like an old leopard with fangs.

"I am Jules, the branch president here. I have heard about what happened when you entered the city."

A witch hunter came out behind Jules. The matching of the secondary brain compiler made Turing know that this person was from the previous team. It was obvious that in addition to the coachman, David also released a person to inform the witch hunter group here.

The old man took the president in David's hand and let it fly over the palm and fall again. After looking at it, he straightened it:

"I saw the confusion in your black eyes, aliens. Do you know what a blood clan supreme represents?"

Turing shook his head.

"It's the elder."

"This means you need to live for more than two hundred years."

Jules looked back at the clamoring witch hunters, and his cold eyes made many people retreat:

"Tell me, would you think that a young man who has such a fine skin and tender flesh that looks like a wolf cub can kill him? Will he be an elder of a thirsty blood?"

Many people who avoided their eyes laughed, but their smiles were quickly dispersed by the fierce wind that Jules stirred up--

Bang!

A long sword full of silver carvings slashed hard on the floor, next to it was Turing's sideways.

“Good response.”

The sharp knee hit Turing's lower abdomen, and he was hit by his backhand and knee, and then a crackling straight punch came. The collision between the fists and fists exploded and the dust exploded, and the dust was shattered open and tore towards Turing's neck by a silver light!

A continuous attack came and saw the lightning sword light, Turing's short body crashed into Jules' arms, stepped on his feet, his body sank, and his shoulders rammed, and his two thrusts back two steps amid the shocked gazes of countless witch hunters.

Turing frowned, and Jules laughed:

"Interesting fight, I can't wait to see the scene of you tearing a vampire with your hands."

Then he glanced at the demon hunter next to him and shouted angrily: "Get out of here, which blood-thirsty person has ever seen who can punch?"

With a burst of dense footsteps, the scrutinized eyes gradually faded away. Turing then included the surrounding environment into the secondary brain compiler.

This is a not-so-open hall. Compared with the luxurious houses I broke into when I was in the cemetery, it looks even older. There are no luxurious furniture and oil frames, nor red carpets. It is more like a castle, full of precipitated and heavy smell, but it exists in a house and Gothic building.

In addition to the steam machinery that made unusual noises attracted Turing's attention, there were also huge carvings in the center of the rotunda, which looked like some kind of raised quaint altar. As well as the huge light gray flag on the wall directly in front of the door, with a round quaint logo printed on it. Turing saw the graphic elements of the combination of four-cornered hats and crossbows.

"They said you're a doctor?"

Turing nodded.

"Very good. We need a doctor very much, especially a doctor who can protect ourselves. On behalf of the Evil Alliance, I welcome you. Glenn will take you to your room. Before that, it is best not to walk around casually. We will meet again before twelve o'clock in the evening. I will keep this badge for you for the time being, no problem?"

Turing glanced at the bat badge that the other party took out again: "Of course it's no problem."

At this point, all the demon hunters completely dispersed, but those eyes still glanced at Turing three times. David and Quinn left with Jules. Before leaving, Quinn glanced back at Turing, revealing an inexplicable look. This detail was captured by David, allowing him to talk to Quinn in a delicious way, interrupting the huntress's gaze.

"Please come with me, sir. I've seen your superb medical skills. To be honest, I don't think you would be a blood-sucking monster."
To be continued...