Movie World I'm King Chapter 967

"Why haven't you left?" Prince Viken frowned, looking at Fan Haixin and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Actually, it was your brother-in-law, the gentleman named Ye Zhou arranged for me to stay..." Fan Haixin had to pull up Zhou Ye's tiger skin. No way, who made him an unwelcome now People?

"Really?" Prince Viken looked at Van Helsing with some disbelief, then beckoned to one of his attendants, then asked him to go back to his castle and ask his brother-in-law what he meant...

Now Zhou Ye, relying on his tyrannical force, has already erected a unique image in Viken's mind...

"If you let me know that you are lying to me..." Viken looked directly into Van Helsing's eyes and said coldly: "I will drive you out of here, lying down..."

"..." Facing Viken, Van Helsing just shrugged his shoulders and said nothing... For him, he has also seen a local who is more unfriendly than Viken, and there is nothing to be angry about...

A group of people just stood in the crowd, waiting for the return of Viken's attendant, and the monk Carl, who claimed to be a monk, was obviously very interested in the scene of violence against three female vampires in the crowd...

He opened his eyes wide while drawing a cross in his own Hungarian mouth. He opened his eyes and spit out a few words that were not so civil...

Everyone actually didn't wait long, and soon-Viken's attendants rushed back from the castle. After he lay on his prince's ear and whispered a few words, Viken looked at Van Helsing and finally nodded. "Well, it seems that you didn't lie, outsiders... I will send Paul to help you. If you need it, I will say hello to him... He will help you!"

After saying these words, Viken stopped paying attention to Van Helsing, but turned to look towards the center of the square. He was also very interested in the brutal sights, but due to his identity, he couldn't get off the court himself, so he could only stand. Had an eye addiction here...

"Hello, I'm Paul, you can find me if you need help!" Paul said to Van Helsing with a smile.

"Go, Carl... we should be busy..." Van Helsing pulled Carl back, who was still watching the scene attentively, and then nodded at Paul, saying: "I think I need to requisition The houses near the square..."

"No problem!" Paul laughed.

Van Helsing pulled Carl and walked towards the house near the square... He wants to prepare some small surprises for Dracula. He has no intentions, and he doesn't think he will lose to Dracula, a vampire...

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One thousand three hundred and fifty one

Night fell gradually in Transylvania...

The weather tonight is not very good. In the dark sky, you can't see the sparkle of the stars. Even the moon's brilliance is blocked by dark clouds. The light rain covered with stars is constantly pattering, making people feel A while of boredom.

The crowd in the center of the square has long since dispersed, leaving only three female vampires firmly fixed to a wooden board with silver-plated iron chains... They are now in a horribly embarrassed appearance, no longer the arrogance during the day... …

In the quiet square, there were only four oil lamps with lampshades standing around the female vampire, shining the clearing like daylight.

"Will Dracula really come?"

In the house near the square, Carl and Van Helsing huddled behind the door, looking at the square through the crack of the door, his gaze kept looking towards the three vampires in the next three lanes...

"Of course I will come!" Fan Haixin sat leaning at the door, carrying the repaired silver pile in one hand and the silver cross in the other...

He saw Carl’s wretched behavior, but didn’t scold Carl. In Van Helsing’s opinion... this guy was pitiful enough. He grew up in a monastery and has been doing research at the headquarters of the Knights of the Holy Order. It's normal for a woman to behave like this...

"Why?" Karl asked, his eyes still staring at the center of the square...

"It's about the dignity of men, you don't understand!" Fan Haixin couldn't explain too much to Karl, so he could only casually say.

At this moment, a blast of cold wind blew through... the oil lamp in the lampshade was even blown out, and the other three oil lamps were lingering in the wind. For a while, the light was suppressed to a minimum... the square The center became a little dim...

"What's that?" Carl exclaimed...

"What did you see?" Fan Haixin asked hurriedly.

"A figure, a dark figure..." Carl felt his heart beating so violently, as if facing his natural enemy...

"Where?" Fan Haixin asked in a low voice, lying in the crack of the door, looking toward the square... In the dark square, there was nothing but the three dying female vampires... "At all... …"

"Are you looking for me?" A low voice rang in their ears...

Fan Haixin pierced the silver pile in his hand without looking back...

Feeling the sluggishness of the silver stake piercing his body in his hand, Fan Haixin couldn't help but feel happy. This task is really too simple...Dracula is nothing more than that...

However, what made him feel wrong was that even though he was sure that the silver pile in his hand had penetrated Dracula’s Hun’s mouth, he still did not hear the screams of the monster after being purified...

"Go..." Fan Haixin didn't care much, pulled Carl's collar, and then slammed into the wooden door in front of him...

Click ——

The rotten wooden door shattered to pieces under the impact of Fan Haixin...The two of them turned over into the square one by one.

"What an unexpected visitor, Van Helsing..." A faint voice came from the door... Following the sound, a figure in a decent dress appeared in front of Van Helsing and Karl...

"Do you know me?" Van Helsing stared at the figure coming out of the room. He was sure he had never seen Dracula, but... this vampire recognized himself for the first time...

"This is your silver pile?" Dracula replied, walking towards Van Helsing, while pulling out his own silver pile... and then threw it on the ground."How long is it? Three hundred years? Or four hundred years? You don't remember? Right?"

"What should I remember?" Van Helsing waved his hand to make Karl hurry up and hide, and stepped back...

"You are the famous Van Helsing, trained by Tibetan monks and Istanbul mullahs... sheltered by Rome, but-just like me, being hunted down..." Dracula looked very excited...

"The Knights of the Holy Order know everything about you, and it's not surprising that you know me..." Fan Haixin slowly backed away.

"Yes, but it's not just that..." Dracula smiled as he forced Van Helsing... "You still wear my ring, it seems-today is going to return to the original owner..."

"..." Van Helsing habitually touched the ring on his right hand. It was a family crest ring engraved with a winged snake. The badge on this ring was exactly the same as the Villeliss family crest. This also contributed to Van Helsing's arrival. One of the reasons for this is that he wants to trace his past...

"The hatred between us... is much more than that, Gabriel..." Dracula looked at Van Helsing's little movements, with a grim smile on his face: "Let me introduce myself again. I am Van Slau Deku. Count La, born in 1422-murdered in 1462... Now, with all your doubts, go to hell!"

As Dracula approached, Van Helsing had to retreat towards the three female vampires tied up in the middle of the square...

When Van Helsing noticed that Dracula had followed his own pace and stepped into a small circle... he made a slight gesture in Karl's direction...

Then, a sound of tight rope sounded... A noose made of silver and steel wire rose from the ground, immediately entrapped Dracula's feet, and then hung him upside down...

However, this is not the end. With the sound of creaking gears, the crossbow arrows soaked in holy water pierced into Dracula’s body...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

"Have anyone ever told you that you are too much nonsense!" Van Helsing took out a silver cross from behind him as he said, and then pressed it to Dracula's forehead without hesitation... …

"what--!"

When the silver cross touched Dracula’s body, a burst of flames ignited from the cross... The warmth made Van Helsing release his hand holding the cross...

However, the cross was still attached to Dracula’s face, burning desperately... Soon, under the effect of the high temperature, the silver cross was melted...

"Do you really think so?" Is there a trace of uncomfortable look on Dracula's face at this time?He looked at Van Helsing mockingly."Thank you, knowing that I am cold, and sending me warm firewood, then now, it is time for you to go to hell with doubts..."

Following his words, without seeing Dracula's movements, the rope tied to his ankle spontaneously ignited. In the blink of an eye, Dracula regained his freedom...

"Damn...this is over..." Fan Haising spit out and retreated back. He really didn't expect that Dracula was not afraid of the silver pile or the holy water, let alone the cross... This Nima is still Evil vampire?It's completely different from the coquettish goods I have encountered before...

"I thought it was the one who came down, but I saw you, Gabriel... you really gave me a big surprise..." Dracula looked at Van Helsing with a relaxed look, slowly Push him...