Houston, Texas.

As the fourth-largest city in the United States and the largest economic center on the Gulf Coast, the port here has always been very busy.

Woo hoo -

At this time, the salty sea breeze blows through the containers stacked at the dock, and a ship full of goods docks at the port.

"Craig, move quickly."

After Kim disappeared, the All-American gang emerged after a period of chaos.

For example, the Amic family.

They occupy the port of Houston, which serves as a distribution center and controls 20 percent of the nation's drug trade.

At this time, Hobi, the leader of the Amic family, beckoned his subordinates to hurry up on board and take away the high-purity white powder entrained in the cargo before the customs came.

"Boss Hobie..."

Craig is a white young man with brown hair and not too tall, and the reason why Hobby values him is because this kid helped him block a shot, which is a very good young man.

Seeing Craig at this moment, Hobby slapped him on the shoulder and said with a bit of boldness:

"What are you kid in a hurry, didn't I tell you, after finishing this order, I'll take you to the strip club to meet the world..."

"I didn't mean to say that."

When Craig heard this, his face with some freckles turned red, and his temperament was so green that he didn't look like a gangster at all.

In fact.

He really wasn't.

A month ago, he was a hot-blooded young man who decided to become a superhero because he discovered that he had undead superpowers.

However, due to some coincidence, he met the current Hobby boss and joined the gang in vain.

This made him particularly uneasy.

I've been thinking about what I should do.

"Then what do you want to say, don't you kid like women, then I can find you a stronger one..... ～～."

Hobby thought the kid was shy, laughed and joked.

However, the next moment, when Craig said that he had told the police the time and place of the transaction, Hobie's face immediately changed.

"Boy, this joke is not funny."

The smile in Hobie's eyes gradually disappeared, and looking at Craig's gaze, he revealed the ferocity that a gangster should have.

"Boss Hobby, I know it's not right to do this, but drug trafficking will cost a lot of people everything, and we can't..."

Craig explained very seriously, his tone was ridiculous innocently, at least Hobby laughed at the moment, but it was a murderous sneer.

Bang!!

A bullet pierced through Craig's head, splashing a blood-colored brain pulp.

"Everyone, throw everything into the sea, here it is already exposed."

After killing this fool, Hobby put down the gun and yelled with an ugly face, but at this time, Craig, who should have died, actually opened his eyes again, and the wound on his head recovered as before.

"Still a mutant!!"

Hobby cursed secretly and shot Craig again.

But no matter how many shots he hit, Craig will not die and will recover in a very short time.

"!!"

Such a strange situation made Hobie and his subordinates show a trace of fear on their faces.

After killing Craig again, they stuffed Craig's body into an oil drum, threw it into the sea, and left in a speedboat.

"Ahem-"

When Craig regained consciousness, he found himself by the sea, which appeared to be a beach in the Port of Houston.

And not far from him.

Standing was a mild-mannered middle-aged blond man wearing a black priest's robe.

"Sir, did you save me?"

Craig struggled to get up, a hint of chagrin on his face.

Really.

He screwed up again. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

He is a disaster star, and wherever he goes, he will bring disaster to the people around him.

"You can think so too."

The blonde priest's tone was approachable, and as he spoke, he came up to Craig and looked at him, "I found some kind of talent in you, so I decided to give you a chance." "

"What chance?"

Craig was stunned when he heard this.

"The chance to become a descendant of the Great Serpent."

The blond priest raised his hand a little forward, and a drop of blood containing the will of the great serpent melted from Craig's eyebrows into his body.

"This is..."

Craig's body floated, his hands looking incredulously, and he raised his hands to shake them forward.

Boom -

In an instant, the ground rose and was changed by some inexplicable force.

"Good."

The blond priest smiled, "Your talent is indeed good, and you are qualified to inherit the blood of the Great Serpent. "

"Sir, you... What kind of person are you, why are you giving me such strength..."

Craig's tone stammered, dizzy by the surprise that suddenly arrived.

"You can call me Goenitz."

[Goenitz] smiled and nodded, "After completely awakening the blood of the great serpent in your body, you will become my clan. "

"Awakening completely? Haven't awakened yet? "

Craig was puzzled.

"Of course not."

Goenitz's smile became meaningful, even a hint of danger.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, lightly touched Craig's eyebrows, and the will of the incomparably violent serpent poured into Craig's head, and he fell to his knees in pain, and a series of terrifying green tendons spread from the heart to the whole body.

Boom!

Knock knock!

His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and his eyes gradually turned blood-red.

And around the beach.

The ground bulged, and the blood-colored lines spread rapidly, as if some peerless monster was awakening.

"Enjoy the process."

Goenitz chuckled and turned around, "Rejoice under the will of the serpent, and you will be reborn." "

"Wait..."

Craig half-knelt on the ground and raised his blood-red eyes, "Where will I find you after that?" "

"Waldrun Bar."

"I'll meet an old friend there more."

......。