Chapter 204： How to Overthrow the Rule of Vampires 01 ┃ The plot is over

A gray sky covered a barren land.

A group of people stepped on the barren land, walked through the ominous gray fog with the smell of rust, and walked to a castle.

The sky and the world are all dark, but this castle is gleaming with gold, magnificent, and it looks extremely inconsistent.

Walking at the front, a tall man named Ming threw the **** head in his hand into the castle through the iron gate.

The head turned in a half circle in the air, and the foul-smelling, clumped hair was blown away by the wind, revealing a blue-grey face with scales and fangs. This is another mission person who voluntarily becomes a goblin in pursuit of power.

The head landed on the lawn in front of the castle with a thud.

This verdant lawn is the only life in this barren land.

Suddenly, a big dog with two heads rushed out of the castle, grabbed the head and bit frantically, its sharp teeth crushed the skull, making a chilling creaking sound. It had already smelled the scent of its head and knew that it was its owner, but it was still chewing on it.

Those who die in this barren land have only one fate, and that is to become food for others.

Ming, who threw the head in, jumped over the iron gate and landed on the lawn. Before the big dog could react, he pulled out a jade dagger from his palm and cut off two dog heads.

A three-foot column of blood spurted out from the dog's neck, dyeing the green grass red.

Ming clenched his dagger and looked around vigilantly. After waiting for a while, he saw that there were no monsters around. Then he unscrewed the lock on the iron door and said lightly, "We will live here in the future."

"Ah?" The team members stared at him dumbfounded.

Huang Mao didn't dare to believe: "Captain, you finally figured it out? Are you going to find a place for us?"

No wonder they reacted so violently. Ming seemed to be eager to complete the trial and meet the Lord God, so he went all the way to kill and never stopped. He killed a lot of big bosses, but only stopped briefly, and then moved on to the next goal.

He never planned to manage a land well, so he tried for many years in this wasteland, but he was still a poor tramp.

If it wasn't for everyone having a common goal, the team would have been disbanded long ago because of poverty.

"In the future, my daughter-in-law will have no place to live." Ming explained briefly.

Huang Mao immediately rolled his eyes. He knew that the captain must do this for his sister-in-law. But forget it, it's good to have somewhere to live.

Everyone cheered and ran into the castle, rolled on the grass, circled the living room, ran up the stairs and down the handrail, like a group of carefree children.

Ming gently wiped off the blood on the jade short sword with a fine velvet cloth, then inserted it into his palm, and continued to use divine power to warm it up. When the hilt of the sword completely sank into his body, an anchor mark engraved on the bottom shone slightly with a golden light.

As if he had some kind of feeling, Ming walked to the window, turned his body, and saw a **** wound on the back of his neck healing from the reflection of the glass.

After dozens of seconds, the wound completely disappeared, and Ming touched his smooth skin, frowning slightly, as if a little dissatisfied. He closed his eyes and recited his partner's name silently in his heart. The word "li" appeared on the skin, and the brush strokes were vigorous and powerful, as if the most experienced tattoo artist had dipped in ink and carved it bit by bit.

Ming touched the back of his neck again, with an indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

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Zhuang Li opened his eyes and found himself attending a funeral.

A coffin is placed in the center of the mourning hall, and men and women in suits and black dresses are walking to the mourning step by step, bowing in condolences.

Zhuang Li stood on the left side of the coffin, side by side with a middle-aged man.

When the guests bowed, the middle-aged man immediately bent down to return the salute, which showed that he was a relative of the deceased.

Zhuang Li, who was standing with him, also immediately returned the salute, and when he straightened up, he quickly looked at the surrounding environment.

The mourning hall is very spacious and full of white chrysanthemums. All the guests who come in and go out of condolences are wearing low-key and luxurious dresses, and their status should be very noble. The engine sound of the car came from outside the door, and then a man dressed as an elite walked into the mourning hall with a tablet and asked a middle-aged man about work.

The two walked aside to talk, occasionally mentioning words such as "the company's finances are in trouble, you have to find a solution quickly".

These details all show that this is a modern society, and the development of technology is completely incomparable to the interstellar era, but there are also smart devices.

Zhuang Lili checked his identity through the Internet, touched his pockets all over his body, but did not find his mobile phone, so he had to give up.

At this moment, a woman in her early twenties twisted her waist and swayed her hips and walked into the mourning hall gracefully.

The other guests were all wearing black dresses with mourning expressions, but she was wearing a fiery red dress and a pair of eight-centimeter high-heeled shoes, with a contemptuous smile on her lips, and she walked across the audience without any scruples.

Her skirt fluttered in the wind, bringing out a strong and pungent fragrance.

Seeing the person and smelling the fragrance, all the guests showed disgusted expressions, but they could only endure with gritted teeth. When the woman walked to the mourning hall, some of the guests couldn't bear it anymore, and they turned around and left without saying hello to Zhuang Li or the middle-aged man.

The woman passed Zhuang Li and walked directly to the coffin. She casually opened the lid of the coffin and pinched the chin of the girl lying inside with her hand painted with bright red nail polish. The sneer on her face was even more profound.

"It's really dead." She sighed softly.

Zhuang Li stepped forward, ready to pull the woman away. After all, he is also a family member of the deceased, and the dignity of the deceased should be upheld at this time.

But his shoulders were buckled by the middle-aged man who strode over.

The man shook his head lightly, telling him not to stop the woman, tears and deep hatred in his red eyes, but endless depression and fear were hidden.

Even if the remains of his relatives were so humiliated, he did not dare to speak out.

The guests who came to express their condolences just sighed silently when they saw this situation, then cast sympathetic glances at Zhuang Li and the middle-aged man, and left silently.

Zhuang Li was not an impulsive person, and the toes he stepped out retracted.

The woman glanced back at them, her red lips split, revealing two sharp canine teeth. She was laughing, laughing at the cowardice and meanness of Zhuang Li and the middle-aged man.

She let go of the girl's jaw, sighed twice, snapped a chrysanthemum from the flower basket beside the coffin, inserted it into the girl's mouth, and walked gracefully on high heels.

However, when she was about to step out of the threshold, a middle-aged woman suddenly rushed out of the lounge next to her, holding a silver dagger in her hand, and stabbed the woman hard into the back of her heart.

The woman's ears are very sensitive, and she immediately ducked when she heard the wind, but because the heel was too high, it hung on the threshold and fell.

The middle-aged woman raised the dagger again and stabbed the woman in the red dress at the heart, but unexpectedly a man in a black suit appeared out of nowhere and twisted the middle-aged woman's wrist.

A silver dagger fell from her palm.

The woman in the red dress dodged in horror, lest the dagger stick to herself.

It all happened so fast that Zhuang Li could only watch helplessly.

When the middle-aged woman let out a miserable howl, the middle-aged man rushed up after realizing it, took her into his arms, and gently supported her with trembling hands. Her bones were completely broken, and only a handful of hands were left.

The man in black helped the woman in the red dress, picked up the dagger to look at it, and comforted: "Miss, don't be afraid, this is not a silver dagger, it just looks like it."

As soon as the woman in the red dress stood up, she grabbed the middle-aged man's neck, lifted him up with one hand, and said viciously, "Despicable human beings, how dare you hurt me! I want you to die!"

A woman who can lift a man weighing more than 100 pounds with one hand is no less powerful than a man in black. Moreover, her bright red nails have grown a lot longer and become curved, not like human hands, but more like eagle claws.

Zhuang Li was full of surprise, but he ran over quickly and said calmly, "Please let them go, I can give you whatever you want."

The woman in the red dress screamed: "I want you to die! All you lowly humans deserve to die!"

"Miss, what do you eat and drink without human beings?" the man in black persuaded: "The banker is very rich, you ask them to give their property to the prince. In addition, on the day of the **** moon, you asked them to send 20 places. The woman goes to the Prince's Mansion to make amends. Twenty, none of them can be missing."

Speaking of the prince, the woman in the red dress's hideous face slowly returned to its previous beauty.

She casually threw the middle-aged man on the ground and said coldly, "You all heard it? If the prince is not satisfied, the banker will disappear forever."

She turned around, stepped over the threshold, and laughed out loud for some unknown reason: "I didn't expect that, you Zhuang family's century-old wealthy family actually has today."

"Bah! Your mother was just our housemaid back then, you—" The middle-aged woman's curse was blocked by the middle-aged man's palm.

Seeing the woman in the red dress suddenly turn her head and look at her with a stern look, the middle-aged man actually knelt on his knees and kowtowed to the woman with force, and his head was bleeding after a while.

He humbled himself to the dust, and the woman was satisfied. With a contemptuous smile, she strode out of the mourning hall.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the sun was shining, but the woman shivered and hugged herself, as if it was a little cold.

The man in black immediately helped her hold up a **** umbrella and warned: "Miss, you have just finished your first embrace, and you still can't accept the direct sunlight. Go back and drink some blood to replenish your physical strength. The prince's bloodline is very noble. You won't have to be afraid of the sun for a while."

"Well, let's go. I just came out and I missed the prince, and I want to go back to accompany him." The woman changed her viciousness and her tone became tender.

The two rode in an extended luxury car and slowly drove away from the mourning hall.

Only then did the middle-aged man stop kowtowing and threw himself beside his wife.

Zhuang Li had already untied his tie and tied the middle-aged woman's severed hand to prevent her from losing too much blood and endangering her life. He couldn't find his mobile phone, so he had to say to the middle-aged man, "Call an ambulance."

The man hurriedly called. The person on the other end had a good attitude, but after asking for the address, he refused: "The above just said hello, let's not mind our own business. You can find a way by yourself, sorry."

The man was about to plead, but the other end hurriedly hung up the phone, the beeping busy tone was more desperate than sadness.

The man sat down slumped and shook his head helplessly: "It's useless, our family offended Orka Yang, and no one will help us."

Zhuang Li was just stunned for a moment and said quickly: "You go to the pharmacy to buy medical supplies, and I will help her treat her wound. I will write you a list, and you can buy according to the items on the list."

The middle-aged man has long lost his mind and has no choice but to obey his son's orders obediently.

The middle-aged woman almost fainted in pain, but she still said intermittently: "Here, take revenge for Xiaomi! Avenge Xiaomi!" This cry did not come from her mouth, but burned her soul to God and even the devil. begging.

"Okay, I will avenge Xiaomi!" Zhuang Li agreed.

7480, who finally finished the script, said in horror: "Master, we are finished! This world is—"

Zhuang Li took over: "It's the world of vampires."

Sharp teeth and nails, feeding on human beings, not being able to bask in the sun, first hugs, princes, these keywords are enough to judge the current situation.

7480 shook his head, his voice full of fear: "Master, it's really over this time, you guessed it right, this is the world of vampires, but the most terrifying thing is that the plot of the Lord God has ended, the Son of Destiny killed the god, Got all the luck! That Orka Yang is the character who appeared in the story, the son of Destiny and the Vampire Emperor!"

Zhuang Li, who was supporting the middle-aged woman, stumbled and felt that the world was spinning.