Chapter 242

In the night, in the dark alley, murder and desire are carried out at the same time. When Hoffa and Ryan pass by them, the female vampire seems to feel something. She puts away her sharp canine teeth and looks at the darkness in confusion.

After walking far away, it is not uncommon for Hoffa to be a vampire among the small groups in the distance where he has not been shaken, but he has never heard of so many of them at the same time.

On the street, this kind of thing can be seen everywhere. There was laughter, moaning, sucking between them. Those crazy men, one by one, like moths to put out the fire, surged into the dark corner, where they gathered one vampire group after another.

Ryan: "as I said, it's not surprising that something terrible happens these days. Some people can make all the people in a city into Yin corpses. Naturally, some people can infect all the people in a city into vampires. It's a safe place to protect Muggles, but it's rotten from the inside

"Who did it?"

"There is a high-level blood clan living in seclusion here, using the war to spread the plague of blood. His real identity is unknown, but that is my goal. I have to find him out, otherwise the whole city will be doomed."

"How many vampires are there now?"

"Thousands." Ryan paused and said with a wry smile, "but that's a conservative estimate."

In the magic world, vampires are not rare, and a vampire is not terrible, but thousands of them still appear in Muggle cities. It can be described as terror.

Ryan went on: "they are highly hierarchical species, and the higher the level of blood race, the more dependents and blood servants they have. If there is a war, these vast families can be said to be the most troublesome cannon fodder for the enemy. Especially at night, their ability will be greatly improved, which is very terrible. What's more, their number is increasing exponentially. If they spread to other cities, it's too late to stop them. "

Then they came to a huge and deserted playground, which should have been the campus of a university. Now, it is tightly sealed on all sides. There is a stone altar standing high in the middle of the playground. The smell of blood in the air becomes more and more intense.

Hundreds of men gathered under the altar. They made no sound except for their heavy and trembling breath. They were surprisingly quiet.

On the altar, there were all kinds of women. Looks are the best assets, if not in this environment, Hoffa almost thought it was the scene of a fashion show. But they don't wear any fashionable clothes. They don't even need to wear clothes.

Several men with gold masks stood behind them. A little bit of stripping off their clothes, and then the sharp teeth slowly sink into their necks.

It's like dancing. The beauty of elegance contrasts sharply with the brutality and barbarism of the streets.

At the beginning of being sucked, the women's faces were frightened and their bodies convulsed violently. But gradually, they wriggled their bodies and instinctively held the man with the golden mask behind them. Sharp fangs grow in the mouth.

"It's a pity that so many good girls have been turned into vampires." In the corner, Ryan whispered to Hoffa's ear, "these high-level vampires are only interested in beautiful girls."

"Why?

"People who are eaten by vampires can experience very strong pleasure, which can make people addicted. In that kind of pleasure, many people will voluntarily sink into being sucked.

However, the premise is good-looking, if there is an ugly vampire with buckteeth, pockmarked face and garlic nose, will you be willing to be sucked

"I'll shoot her."

Hoffa said it honestly.

"Look, all creatures are the same. The high-level blood clan knows the importance of beauty. They search for beautiful women everywhere, turn them into vampires, and then let them spread the plague of blood. Those men with low will will easily become the lowest level blood servants. They are just like addicts. They are entangled by blood addiction and can't get rid of it all their lives. They can only become the pawns of the blood clan. " After a pause, he said with a smile: "I think your friend who was arrested should look good."

"Damn it

Hoffa thought of Chloe, his head was big. Knowing that it was a vampire City, he regretted that he didn't wake her up decisively. Now, if the nun turns into a vampire, her mission will be in vain.

Ryan stretched out a hand: "look, our goals are not in conflict. Only by finding out the owner of the city behind the scenes can you save your friends. I can also finish my work. Come and help me, Hoffa."

"Not to pour cold water on you to create so many vampires, we may not be rivals."

"That's right."

Ryan still held out his hand and said calmly, "but we have Hogwarts behind us, and I have Molly. We don't need to beat him. We just need to find him and send a message to Hogwarts. Naturally, reinforcements will help us

"We, when did I join you?""We are a school, not a college, but you can't deny it. There is an unbreakable link between us. "

"Pull it down, it's shameless."

Hoffa didn't look back, thinking that he and Tom Riddle were still in the same school. Is there any constant connection between them?

Ryan didn't get angry. He held out his hand firmly in front of Hoffa. The good tempered hutchpatch held out his hand and looked very firm.

After a moment's hesitation, Hoffa softened and sighed: "don't blame me for being cold-blooded, but if you want me to choose between friends and the city, I think I might choose friends."

"No one will force you to make that choice. Can't you seek common ground while reserving differences?" Ryan said immediately.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." The wizard replied.

Hoffa took Ryan's outstretched hand. The pale golden light flashed and disappeared after winding around their arms for a week.

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"is grindevoir really coming?"

In a room full of thick books, an old man in a gorgeous green robe asked Mans, "the sacrifice is about to begin. I don't want anyone to interrupt it."

"Don't worry, sir rusfan."

Mans in the corner sofa said carelessly, "grindevoir won't care what you do. Even if you sacrifice all the people in England, he probably won't care."

"I can accept other people's saying that, but no one knows what's going on in that guy's mind. God knows if he's going to attack me in a strange way."

"You think too much, sir, and do what you want."

"It can't be two days later. When I finish this ceremony and become a real blood relative, it doesn't matter who comes."

"I can't help it."

Mans helplessly spread his hand and laughed humbly: "if klester wants to save his son, you and I should go and talk to klester and ask him if he would like to postpone it for two days. In the association, I'm just a gangster who plays for the wizard. "

Lester... The old man in the green robe turned a little gloomy. The knuckle of his right hand tapped on the mahogany table and said to himself, "Wizard... Wizard... Always wizard, that's disgusting..."

at this time, there was a polite knock on the door.

"Who?"

The old man in the green robe couldn't bear it.

The door was pushed open and a tall man came in with a gold mask on his face and a girl with her hands tied behind him.

"Look what I've got, father." Said the man in the golden mask, in a tone of invitation.

"What, did you catch that agent from Hogwarts?" Green robed old man asked impatiently.

The man with the golden mask shook his head: "I'm sorry, father, I didn't find the dark chess of Hogwarts, but I found a very excellent sacrifice by accident. Look."

Then he pushed the girl behind him forward,

"let go of me, I will go by myself!" The girl said angrily, "who are you? Why did you bring me here?"

Excellent sacrifice? The old man in the green robe raised his eyebrows.

Behind him, two maids in tassel robes came out silently. They came forward, carrying the struggling girl's shoulders left and right, and forced her to raise her face.

Mans, who was sitting in the corner, was still careless, but when he saw the nun in black and white, he stood up abruptly, and the nun saw him.

"It's you! Bastard, I knew I had nothing to do with you! "

Chloe screamed, "give up, you'll get nothing from me..."

the voice stopped suddenly.

The green robed old man held the nun's mouth with his complete right hand, shook her head and looked at mans with a smile: "strange, you know?"

Mans's expression returned to normal. He sat down slowly. "Of course, she's the target I want to catch. I didn't expect that she fell into your hands. It's a real fate."

"Well..."

despite Chloe's frightened eyes, the old man in green robe held her cheek and sniffed around her neck: "the Church always likes to make such pure things out, as if it can show its own justice and legitimacy. But what is the point of purity without filth. I think the night God will be very satisfied with this sacrifice. You did a good job, my child

Standing aside, the man with the golden mask immediately bent down and bowed: "take it for granted, father."

"OK, go down. Don't make any mistakes in the ceremony after three days."

The masked man, the maid with two tassel robes, slowly stepped down. In the study, only nuns, green robes and mans were left.

The green robe released Chloe's mouth and waved her fingers slightly. The nun's mouth and arms were locked by an invisible magic spell. She could neither make any sound nor make any movement."How can you thank me, Mans?" Green robe looks at the man on the sofa.

"How do you want me to thank you?" Asked Mans.

"Don't let grindevo come here. Take this nun back to your Berlin." He fixed his eyes on mans and said, "you complete your mission, I complete my sacrifice."

Mans smiles, looks away from Chloe and shakes his head. "I told you, you have to talk to Clyde about it. I can't make it."

Green robe pointed to Chloe: "why, isn't she important to you?"

"It's not as important as you think. Even if you turn her into a vampire, I won't blink."

Chloe sobbed and struggled in horror. The old man's face was completely gloomy. He looked at mans with his right knuckles pounding on the table.

"Well, I have a proposal." Mans said with a smile.

"You said

"Have you ever thought about having a party?"

"Banquet, what do you mean?"

"Since three days later is a very important sacrifice for you, and it's the day of greendevo's visit, it may also be the day of ankel's resurrection. Don't you plan to have a party at such an important time? "

"Why should I entertain someone I don't welcome at all," the old man said coldly. "I don't welcome you, grindworth, klester, at least for now."

"Because in this way, I can invite grindworth in the name of the ceremony. If grindevo comes here as a banquet, he will not do anything too much to you. Maybe he can also guard you against the penetration of the Ministry of magic or people with ulterior motives. Are you right

"How can it be," sneered the old man in green robe, "I've never heard of any party grindevo attended since I was so old. He's only interested in death, when I don't know?"

"Then you'll have to drive even more. At least, do some surface work for Kleist. If grindevo is not interested in your sacrifice, he will not come, and I have an excuse to prevaricate the powerful Mr. klester. "

"It's a good prevarication. He can't save his son. He will definitely kill you." The old man in green scoffed.

"That will prevent his anger from spreading to you, right? After all, you've prepared a banquet and treated him with courtesy. Even if he kills me, he won't do anything to you. "

"What can he do to me?" The old man suddenly changed his face. He patted the table and stood up, "as long as I finish the ceremony..."

"you haven't finished it after all." Mans pointed to the old man's left hand, which was bent into a strange arc. "There are three days left before the full moon night."

The old man jerked his broken hand into his sleeve. "Don't remind me, Muggle!" He said maliciously.

Mans just smiles and doesn't say a word,

the old man's face changes several times. In the end, he still gnashes his teeth and sits down, "hum... Wizard, damned wizard."

"Look," mans said, spreading his hand, "you'd better have a party and invite Clyde to the ceremony."

"Why are you so devoted to me?" The old man said, "I don't believe your conscience wants to save me, a believer of the night God."

"Of course not." Mans sighed, "I have to think about a way back for myself, don't I? In case grindevo didn't come, clyder angrily killed me. I think you should be able to turn my body into a vampire."

"Oh

The old man laughed and looked pretty. He sat on the chair with his legs crossed and looked at mans with interest. He said with a smile, "you little Muggle are still a little smart. No wonder grindevo wants you to help him. What, you want to be my son? "

"If you can live, it's OK to be a grandson. I should be about the age of your grandson, if you have one. "

"Ha ha ha ha..."

the old man burst out laughing, and after laughing, he said happily, "then you can ask your father to listen to me first. If you like me, I can consider in case klester kills you and reincarnates you."

Mans got down on one knee. "As you wish, father."

In the distance, Chloe, with her mouth closed, stood in the corner, watching the strange scene in front of her, unable to make any sound. Mans's action made her sick. She couldn't believe that someone could be so shameless. Plus what had happened before, her dislike of mans reached its peak. But when mans was on his knees, he even took time to smile and wink at her.

The old man in green robe didn't feel anything wrong. He burst out laughing, laughing more freely than ever.

"Yes, I promise you." He said boldly, "it's just a party. I won't let you down."

Mans reached out and said, "well, in three days, it's all up to you."

"It's a deal." The old man took his hand."It's a deal."