Chapter 293

"Why don't we all ask one question?"

With a twinkle of expression and a smile of evil spirit, Morton reached out and closed the door. Then he slowly came to Bian Dehai, squinting his eyes and looking down at Bian Dehai, who was in pain on the bed, his eyes twinkled!

"My name is Morton. I'm a professor at Zhongxia University."

Without waiting for the other side to open his mouth, Morton spoke slowly. His words were very light. When his voice fell, he reached out and patted his forehead again. He said with a chagrin, "Oh, I've been in China for a long time, but I forgot to tell you my other identity. I'm a noble blood from Europe!"

"What?"

Almost when the other party mentioned the word "blood clan", Bian Dehai's face changed, and he suddenly forgot his pain and said sharply, "are you a vampire?"

"In the eyes of you Easterners, you can say so."

Morton looked at biandehai's blood and sniffed it deeply. He looked very happy. Then he looked like he was crazy and said, "but I hate people calling us vampires."

"You No Impossible. We in the East have rules with you in the West. How dare you kill people in the east? "

Bian Dehai was covered with blood like rain, and his aura had disappeared. Now he was lying on the bed, looking at Morton in horror.

"Oh, my friend, you have asked too many questions. I have already answered one of your questions. Now it's my turn."

Morton took off his coat, pulled a chair and sat down. With a low head, he looked at Bian Dehai and said, "I want to know who sent you to kill me."

A biandehai, for Morton, was not a worry. He wanted to ask if the other party had noticed him.

"No one told me!"

Bian Dehai was also a cruel man. Looking at the other side's fearless appearance, he knew that it would be difficult to escape today, and he was not afraid. He stared at the other side's hard airway.

"Well, no one told me? Then why did you kill me? "

Morton asked in a deep voice, peering at Bian Dehai.

When asked by the other party, Bian Dehai was a little speechless.

He was a little confused. Looking at his opponent's posture, he seemed to think that he was the one who laid hands on him?

Heaven and earth conscience, he wants to know the other party is a vampire, where dare to go up, but he can't say to see you unhappy just shot.

After a moment's hesitation, Bian Dehai stretched his lips and said coldly, "evil spirits and crooked ways, all Chinese friars will punish them when they see them!"

The other side can clearly say that he is a vampire, I'm afraid that he won't let go of himself, and now he has a lot of hard words.

"Well, what a heresy."

Morton was stunned, and then he looked up and laughed. A moment later, his smile closed and his eyes gathered again: "hum, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. I didn't expect that you Chinese friars are still so complacent and have no progress!"

"What's the purpose of your coming to China?"

Bian Dehai's eyes were protruding, and he glared back at him. He thought of something and said angrily.

Free of charge "Don't worry, I just met a mean villain in my hometown. He robbed me of everything and drove me out. As a last resort, I had to live in China so that one day I could go back and get my own back It's something that's important. "

"You really don't have any shady business when you come to China?"

Looking at each other's back, Bian Dehai's eyes flashed, forced himself to stand up, touched his mobile phone, and secretly fought blindly.

"Hum, do you think our blood clan is the same as your Chinese hypocrites?"

Morton gave a cold smile. His words were full of sarcasm. Then he thought of something. His face suddenly became softer, as if he said to himself, "but I have gained love in China and met the woman I love. She is so perfect."

"Yes?"

In an instant, Morton felt something, suddenly turned around, turned into a virtual shadow and came to Bian Dehai. He grabbed Bian Dehai's wrist with his hand. With a stroke, he grabbed his mobile phone. With a big hand, his mobile phone was crushed by him.

"You want to die!"

Morton, with a sharp face, reached for Bian Dehai's collar and pulled it up. His cheek came up and his eyes flashed.

Pooh!

Bian Dehai was determined to die. He opened his mouth and put out a bloody trowel, which sprayed on Morton's face!

He didn't expect that the other side's hand was so fast. His phone call just came out and he didn't have time to speak.

"OK, OK, ok..."

Morton's face was bloody. He was angry in a moment. His face was a little ferocious. He said, "since you are looking for death, no wonder I have not drunk the monk's blood for a long time. Let me recover some of my blood!"

As the words fell, Morton slipped his hand and held Bian Dehai's neck. His fingers were like iron hoops. Bian Dehai's neck was like tofu. It was easy to penetrate, and then a lot of blood gushed out.Seeing that there was a trace of heat in his eyes, Morton immediately put his mouth up, and the teeth in his mouth grew up crazily. He directly bit his neck and sucked.

Bian Dehai only felt that he had lost all his strength, and then his mind quickly passed away. His mouth made a few noises, and his eyes became black, and he completely lost consciousness.

...

a quarter of an hour later, when Morton threw Bian Dehai's body down, his body had become a mummy with protruding eyes and wide mouth.

"It's delicious

Feeling the blood in his body, Morton sighed, stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

When he came to China, he was always trembling. In order to avoid Hongmeng, he did not dare to fight against the friars of China.

Even if he retreated to the second place and took the baby's blood, it also attracted the attention of the senior management of Huaxia. As a last resort, he had to hide again.

Looking at the mummy on the bed, Morton felt heavy in his heart, and the excitement on his face disappeared.

I didn't expect that he was careless in the end. I didn't know if the other party had just called, but even if he didn't, Huaxia couldn't stay long.

Just from the state of the mummy, you can see that it was made by a vampire. If someone wants to follow suit, it's not difficult to find him.

Molton was never a careless person. After finishing his clothes, he went to the bathroom to clean up the blood stains on his body, then slowly took the door and went out.

When he came to the street, Morton regained his leisurely manner, his mind was spinning, and his eyes were still spinning around.

When he came to a cake shop, Morton stopped, hesitated, bought a cake, packed it in a gift box, and went back to the hotel.

Sitting in a hotel chair, Morton opened the cake and smelled the milk. He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. Then he put his finger in his mouth and bit a hole.

As soon as the blood force in his body was urged, a drop of blood like a gem gushed out of Morton's finger, which was very bright. After a turn, it dropped on the cake.

A strange scene appeared, the drop of blood fell on it, and soon disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Morton, who had lost a drop of blood, turned pale, as if he had been seriously ill, and his breath was quite dispirited.

However, his eyes were shining, and when he was relieved, he wrapped the cake again, lifted it with one hand, and left again.

Later, as he passed by a gold shop, Morton stopped again, hesitated, and walked in.

Before long, he came out with a gift box, and then turned to his destination without stopping.