Chapter 438

Name:From the Apocalypse Author:风邻晩
Wayne manor.

When the two late heroes were sad and heartless, a non mainstream teenager with long perm and dyed hair hurried out with a bag, and then left here without looking back.

"Hi! Thomas! It's rude! "

Wayne watched the boy come out and stared at him, but what made him angry was that the other party didn't even look at him and directly ignored them. Now he was about to leave here, so he couldn't help shouting to the boy.

"Oh? Is it? i 'm sorry? I didn't notice you here. Hello, father, and this gentleman. Sorry, I have something else to do. "

The boy turned around with a mocking smile and apologized. He has long hot red hair, loose clothes, earrings on his ears and chains around his neck... He hangs like a little gangster. His tone is very poor, and he doesn't mean to apologize at all.

If dressed normally, he is very handsome, but because of his non mainstream dress and loose appearance, he looks very bad.

His disdain and bad performance made his father's face look ugly and wanted to beat him. Fortunately, he was held by his old friend, but even so, his face was full of disappointment, helplessness, remorse and guilt. Finally, he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, the boy turned around and took the opportunity to leave here.

"Wayne, old man, don't be sad. He's just a rebellious boy. Children are like this. They'll be fine after a while."

The man next to him who has been acting as a transparent man comforted him.

"No! Diego, it's my fault! Failed to fulfill the responsibility of a father... "

"Man! It's not your fault. There's no need to blame yourself. The job is to make it difficult for you to come. Besides, you have time to make up for all this... "

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Tall trees block out the sun and the sun, just like a forest.

Deep in the woods, there is a dark castle.

This ancient castle has a long history. However, it belongs to private territory. Generally, the owner rarely allows outsiders to enter here.

It is quiet around, even the sound of insects and birds rarely appear.

Because it belongs to private land and is far away from the crowd, there is no trace of people around, and the fallen leaves around are not cleaned. The whole ancient castle seems desolate and unpopular.

In the past, it was surrounded by cold, without any waves, and shrouded in a strange color.

On this morning, a car came in, which brought a fresh breath here.

When the car came in, a pale man appeared. He looked very handsome. The whole person had an elegant temperament. Unfortunately, the person was too cold. Even if walking was in line with etiquette, it looked like a formulaic action without any enthusiasm.

"What you want, sir." The man in the car gave him something.

The pale man opened the package and found that there were many new newspapers and several bottles of different red blood. He was sure it was not dangerous goods, so he let the car leave.

The man went deep into the woods.

Deep in the woods, there was no sunshine. Under the thickest tall fir trees, there stood an ancient castle. The ancient castle that has not seen the sun for a long time has a faint smell of decay. It is some wooden products and some smells that have not seen the sun all year round.

In the depths of the castle, a group of people had gathered. Their faces were as white as paper and looked very strange.

They held a wine glass in their hands, in which there was more than half a glass of red liquid, which gave off a bloody smell.

These people were intoxicated by the smell of blood.

Finally, they drank the scarlet liquid in the wine glass, closed their eyes one by one, and were remembering something.

If someone can touch the memory of these people through the perspective, they will know that they are enjoying a different wonderful journey in a unique way.

It was a beautiful virgin, at the age of flowers, and showed their best side.

After a long time, these people woke up from this state one after another. At this time, their pale faces were much ruddy, and the whole person looked a little human.

They looked at the pale man who delivered the goods.

"What's up?"

"The servants have sent you the message you want."

"Oh? There's news? Take it and have a look. "

One of the leaders of the tuxedo men slowly said, with an unspeakable languidness in his tone, which was in the slightest aftertaste. But when he heard the news he needed, the whole person quickly woke up, and his face was serious.

Next to him, the white and handsome man who sent things, like a servant, always waited respectfully on one side.

The first thing to take over is to put paper, and there are many, enough for everyone on the scene. The eye-catching headlines are difficult for people not to pay attention to the news.

"New Chinatown?!"

When they saw the news of new Chinatown, these people looked dignified. After reading the news quickly, he took out the blood bottles and opened them impolitely. There were many blood bottles, both of the same kind and different bottles, which were separated.

Tuxedo man leader, decisively picked up a blood bottle to open, and then drink.

At the entrance of the blood, the man frowned. The blood was treated blood, and it was still a man's blood. It was not as good as the virgin blood of a beautiful girl, but in order to obtain the information in the blood, he had to endure the taste and drink him.

After drinking the blood, some vague and messy memories quickly appeared, and the man frowned.

Although they can get a person's memory through blood, they accept too much at once, and their brain is impacted, which is still a little uncomfortable. In particular, it is difficult to quickly browse these memories and find what you want from them.

Under normal circumstances, they rarely do so, but now they want to know the man's information. Naturally, they can't miss it.

Fortunately, through ability, useless memories can be lost, which can finally reduce some discomfort.

The clip skips quickly and stops at the last scene.

In the dark night, the gunfire continued to disappear, and the last one disappeared... I got nothing.

Another blood bottle was used to know the memory through the blood.

Some people screamed, some fled to the outside in panic. At the last light, there was no memory... And they didn't get the information they wanted.

The blood bottle was consumed continuously. Finally, I saw some information. It was a person in the fog. Although he could not see each other's face for some reasons, he still felt each other's terror through memory.

Especially in my memory, the terrible killing methods used by the other party are all one shot, merciless in the middle.

The dead were slaughtered mercilessly as butchers slaughtered livestock.

"It's him! It's him!! It's him! "

Looking at this vague figure, thinking about the memory extracted from the blood before, I hated the man and said excitedly.

At this time, other companions have also seen some information through the blood bottle, which is very shocked.

"Tell those fools! Be honest! Stay away from new Chinatown! no Don't hurt Chinese in the future! Don't mess with them! "

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Underground bar.

It has been underground without sunshine. Even during the day, it is like night.

The bar is very lively. A circle of strong and vulgar men, showing their chest hair, are sweating and looking at the people fighting in the field with music.

Fist to meat, waving sweat hormones, from time to time came the sound of shouting.

At the climax, the doors and windows were opened and the harsh light came in.

The sound of cheering and shouting was suddenly stopped by the sudden light stimulation.

"Guys, I want to know which of you went to new Chinatown..."

Just when everyone was stunned, a voice slowly remembered.

Brush! The atmosphere was frozen!