"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

In New York City, dull sounds like exploding shells echoed through the streets.

Countless vampires roared and rushed towards Bai Ye, but for him at this moment, it was too slow.

Looking at the layers of human figures in front of him, Bai Ye didn't waste any time and threw a punch, hitting the head of a vampire in front of him.

As blood mist rose up in the sky, the head of the leading vampire exploded in an instant.

The shattered skulls flew everywhere, and the pressure comparable to that of a high-pressure water gun blew away all the vampires that were blocking the way.

He casually grabbed the wrist of a vampire behind him, squeezed it, and swung it up.

The terrifying inertia easily tore off the arms of the vampire in front of him, and his body flew out, knocking down a large number of people.

Before the vampire behind him could come forward, Bai Ye tensed his muscles and jumped lightly.

As a large amount of blood exploded, Bai Ye's body, which was harder than steel, directly smashed the bodies of more than a dozen vampires and came to another battlefield.

Although these vampires possessed remarkable self-healing abilities, they could not resist having their heads blown into plasma and their hearts crushed into meat patties.

Even though Bai Ye did not have any restraining weapons in his hands at the moment, he relied on a pair of iron fists that were three times harder than steel, and one vampire after another was torn to pieces by him.

This kind of wanton slaughtering fighting state is not even as intense as the usual training. On average, only one punch is enough to kill a vampire, and it will take less than three thousand punches to kill them all.

"If we fight like this, I won't be asked to pay for it after the war, right?" Bai Ye still had the energy to complain to himself during the fight.

While fighting, he also observed the expressions of these vampires, and found that these guys were completely irrational. They did not retreat at all because of the death of their companions, and they only had the desire to attack themselves.

He casually split a vampire in half, and then kicked another vampire's head to pieces. Bai Ye asked, "How about we talk about this? Why are you targeting me so much?"

With a wave of his hand, he chopped off another vampire's head. Bai Ye said again: "If you have any requests, you can tell me. If you keep fighting, I will kill you all."

During the battle, one headless or heartless body after another was knocked flying by Bai Ye like rag dolls, and then fell to the ground powerlessly.

At S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury was watching this scene through the surveillance camera and couldn't help but be surprised. The fighting speed of the man in front of him was difficult to capture even with the surveillance camera.

"Director, do we need to notify Professor X to clean up this mess?" asked Coulson.

"No, it's not necessary now." Nick Fury stared at the figure in the surveillance video and muttered to himself: "Is this guy a mutant? Or a superhuman?"

In his judgment, Bai Ye's combat ability, whether in terms of strength, speed or defense, does not seem to be strong if taken individually.

But the terrifying thing is that the opponent has no weaknesses and can be called a hexagonal warrior in terms of physical fitness, which makes him more threatening than some level 4 mutants.

You have to know that even for level 5 mutants, most of them are only strong in one of their traits, and can be shot to death if they are caught off guard.

"Have you found his information?" Nick Fury looked at Coulson.

"Chief, according to the data investigation, this boy is called Bai Ye, he is a Chinese American, currently studying at New York Midtown High School. His past experience is not very glorious, he has been involved in the underworld, and there are seven or eight robberies that can be reasonably suspected to be related to him."

With S.H.I.E.L.D.'s powerful investigative capabilities, Bai Ye's information was quickly uncovered.

Nick Fury flipped through the information in front of him expressionlessly and said, "Let's seal all of his information first. Only people above level 9 agents can view it."

Coulson was stunned for a moment, then whispered yes and started to seal up all of Bai Ye's information.

Looking at Bai Ye killing everyone in the surveillance video, Nick Fury tapped the table in front of him lightly, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

After a long while, he said, "How about this? You ask the agents to bring a team of reporters to interview them and set the pace so that public opinion doesn't get too rampant. I'll go ask the higher-ups about their attitude."

Coulson nodded his understanding.

This night, not only SHIELD, but countless other forces were paying attention to this place.

In Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, a bald man in a wheelchair is using his powerful mental power to directly lock onto this block.

In a base in the suburbs of New York State, an old man wearing a metal helmet was watching the fighting on the screen with admiration.

Five minutes later, Bai Ye stood there expressionless. The air was filled with the strong smell of blood. The blood dyed every inch of the surrounding land red, but his body remained spotless.

The powerful air wave brought by the body breaking through the air automatically caused most of the blood to flow out.

The rest was blocked by the seventy-year-old Zixia Divine Art internal force surging in his body, and no blood could approach his body at all.

With the help of his inner strength, Bai Ye's outer clothes did not even show the slightest damage, and still looked the same as before.

Looking at the smell of blood filling the streets and the prying eyes of the people hiding on the streets, Bai Ye gently crushed the last vampire head in his hand and turned around to leave.

He knew that what awaited him after tonight would be a bloody storm stirred up by outside public opinion.

But just as he raised his foot, he was stopped by a jeep. The door opened and an old man in military uniform got out of the car.

"Is there anything wrong?" Bai Ye asked.

As he spoke, he also noticed the nameplate on the uniform of the old man in front of him: Thaddeus E. Ross, the officer who had chased the Hulk badly in the movie.

"Boy, you've helped me a lot. You can come to me if you need anything in the future." Ross looked at Bai Ye and said seriously.

This was indeed the case. The loss of the army was not a big deal, but if those thousands of vampires were allowed to scatter in the city and cause huge casualties, he would have to resign at the speed of light that day.

After that, Ross handed over his business card and said, "Call this number if you need anything."

"Uh..." Bai Ye silently grabbed the business card and put it away. He thought the visitor had no good intentions.

Seeing Bai Ye taking the business card, Ross waved and said, "I won't bother you anymore. Remember to behave well in front of the media reporters. I'll treat you to dinner this weekend."

"Media?" Bai Ye asked in confusion. He could hear the sound of countless cars approaching. As these vehicles stopped in front of him, countless microphones were handed directly in front of him.

(End of this chapter)