msmithbooks Chapter 2056, Section 254: The Unknown Waitress
Chapter 2056, Section 254: The Unknown Waitress
Chapter 2056, Section 2.54: The Unknown Waitress
The same expressionless, stranger's face answered Vampire Razor Charlie's question.
Then, facing the fierce and extremely brutal gaze of Vampire Razor Charlie, the scimitar actually tried to grab his throat.
Thanks to the vampire's massive size, Razor Charlie's thick, hairy claws were far longer than a human's. Scimitar tried several times but couldn't reach them. It seemed he would give up. Unexpectedly, he forced his way in, despite the claws gripping his throat.
Vampire Razor Charlie stared incredulously at his bent arm. This terrifying power could never have come from a human!
With a steady step, Scimitar expressionlessly choked Razor Charlie by the throat.
"Roar..." Before the beast could even let out a roar, it was strangled in its throat. Even more terrifying was that the force continued to increase.
Theoretically speaking, vampires in the conventional sense have no heartbeat, no pulse, no breath, no body temperature, and are immortal. They also possess their own thoughts, can think, talk, move around, and can even be injured and die. They can also transform into vampire bat form.
However, one thing is indispensable: blood. Without blood, a vampire cannot sustain its life. In extreme cases, it may become emaciated and enter a dormant state due to lack of blood. Even if it doesn't die, it's practically the same as being dead. Therefore, if a vampire's vital blood-supply organs are damaged, such as piercing its heart or severing its head, it will die completely, turning into a puddle of liquid.
Therefore, when a vampire is strangled, their brain loses "activity" due to insufficient blood supply.
The symptoms include convulsions, foaming at the mouth, and limp limbs. It's like a dead fish with its eyes rolled back, ready to be slaughtered.
And so, Razor Charlie was brought up in front of the scimitar, and with the index finger of his other hand, he pierced through the forehead.
The whole process was slow and bloody. The excruciating pain, like his brain was being ripped open, prevented him from uttering a sound. His throat was being tightly gripped.
Like an epileptic seizure, the vampire's massive body trembled violently. Throughout, the scimitar's gaze remained blank, its face expressionless.
“Puff—puff—puff—”
Until it exhausts its life force and turns into a pool of thick water.
The terrible thing is, he committed suicide.
In excruciating pain, the vampire Razor Charlie strained with all his might to rip out his own heart, ending the long and agonizing ordeal. His body dissolved into a pool of pus, spilling onto the ground along with his empty clothes.
He rinsed the remaining filth off his hands directly into the automatic urinal, and before Curved Blade could even turn and leave the restroom, a piercing howl echoed throughout the nightclub. It was the lament of a vampire sensing the utter death of an important companion.
The bathroom door was instantly torn to shreds.
A horde of ferocious vampires roared and swarmed forward. Two of them, one on the left and one on the right, had their faces pressed down by a curved blade. With a powerful squeeze, the blade crushed them with a loud "bang."
The headless corpse sprayed blood onto the ground, still thrashing about frantically.
As mentioned before, the curved blade is wearing a complete set of optical camouflage high-polymer nano-ceramic kinetic energy armor to disguise himself as a stranger.
A single punch sent the third person flying, followed by a lunge that sent the crowd behind him swarming. The vampires crammed into the restroom entrance were crushed like victims of a heavy tank. Bones snapped, tendons torn, skin ripped open. Many were simply crushed to death. The kinetic-armored scimitar transformed into a meat grinder, turning the narrow corridor into a vampire slaughterhouse. In that short distance, vampires were pressed chest to back, squeezed into motionless patties. Even the kinetic-armored scimitar couldn't budge them.
Then look at the two vampires at the front of the line, their throats pressed against his. Their intestines were spilling out, their spines were broken, and even their entire chest cavities were pierced by the ribs of their companions behind them, leaving blood everywhere.
With a playful glint in his eye, the scimitar turned and walked to the end, amidst the horrified gazes of a group of vampires.
Then, with a powerful running start, he leaps and crashes into the target.
"Bam—"
With a loud bang, it fell apart.
The vampire, squeezed into a meat patty, was torn to pieces and exploded.
A bloody and gruesome atmosphere filled the air, accompanied by nauseating snorts.
The remaining vampires were covered in the severed limbs and bloody fragments of their companions. Instead of being enraged, they were terrified. They transformed into blood bats and fled the slaughterhouse without a second thought. Only then did the scimitar draw his twin blades, beginning a grand carnage.
A throwing knife pins the victim down, followed by a double-bladed slash. A grappling hook is thrown in a moment, pulling the victim down from mid-air, then followed by a crushing stomp.
The armored AI orchestrated a one-sided massacre. High-ground attacks and low-ground assaults, firing from both sides, left no survivors.
The final blow shattered the entire human wall.
Spice, the trembling waitress, was revealed.
"Don't be fooled by appearances." The armored AI warned in a emotionless electronic voice: "Be careful, she is the most powerful of the same type of vampire."
Spice Williams-Crossby, born on a ranch in North Hollywood, California, rode horses to kindergarten, played in her father's medical office, and eventually signed with 20th Century Fox Records as a musician, singer, and dancer, embarking on a touring career. At 18, she survived a car accident, spending six days in a coma. Her physical recovery was followed by a dependence on painkillers, stimulants, and alcohol. After overcoming seven years of drug and alcohol problems, at 26 she turned to God, nutrition, and exercise, ultimately hoping to help others turn their lives around. She extended her influence to the health and fitness fields. A recognized nutrition expert, she wrote for publications such as *Ms. Fitness*, *Natural Muscle Magazine*, and *World Blackbelt*. As she grew older, Spice changed her career trajectory, studying stage and film acting. Hearing about roles as female warriors, wrestlers, and female superheroes, she began exploring kickboxing and bodybuilding, slowly carving out a new niche for herself. He then shone in stunt performances, participating in stunt work for nearly 100 films and acting in over 80 film and television productions. He has graced the covers and pages of more than 100 magazines both domestically and internationally.
She possesses an impressive martial arts resume, including a black belt in Arjukanpo (a blend of five martial arts: kickboxing, jiu-jitsu, judo, kickboxing, and Filipino stick fighting) and a black belt in KAPAP (Kings of American Martial Arts). She was also a professional wrestler. Academically, Spice holds two Master's degrees in Holistic Nutrition and an International Master's degree in Exercise Science, as well as a Doctor of Natural Health Sciences. Her exceptional achievements led to her inclusion in the *Who's Who in the Western United States* in 1998.
At the breast-shaking nightclub, she was just an unknown waitress.
"Ah, this is the golden age of Xiwu," Wu Chen remarked with emotion.
In the instant that the scimitar was stunned, the trembling waitress Spice made a lightning-fast move.
He lunges forward, thrusting his horse forward with a powerful punch.
It was genuine Wing Chun's inch punch!