Chapter 2265

I believe many people have seen the vampire movie. Not only the person who is sucked will die happily, but also the one who sucks blood will be very intoxicated.

In the view of the crucifixion, blood is closely related to the soul. When the blood leaves the body, it also means that the soul leaves, so people will die.

At the last supper, Jesus once said, "some of you have betrayed me, but know that this bread is my meat, and wine is my blood."

The vampires, as a family cursed by God, can only live by drinking human blood, which represents their betrayal of God belief, which is the core of the curse.

In a word, when vampires drink blood, they will feel endless pleasure in this curse, which will further deepen their sin. Just like Cassidy now, after drinking two packs of blood, he is a little drunk.

I haven't drunk blood for a long time. This time, I'm a bit overeating, and my brain is dizzy.

The handsome vampire, who claimed to be Edward, didn't drink a mouthful of blood, just sat beside him with a reserved smile and chatted with him, occasionally emitting restrained laughter.

Although we know that the two sides are certainly not of the same class, this does not prevent Cassidy from admiring others. He has noble bearing and is not difficult to get in touch with. Is this the inside story of a thousand year old blood family?

No, I can't.

The other side looks at oneself big gulp of blood, in the eye actually does not have a trace desire, this is how strong willpower? Just smelling the smell of blood makes me feel confused.

But in the admiration, Cassidy gradually drank too much. He soon forgot his status and status. He and the other side were hanging shoulder to shoulder. They sat on the front row of the prayer bench, bragging to Jesus Christ on the cross.

Like all the blood race, Edward's body was frightfully cold. He was like a piece of ice, emitting cold in the night.

The two began chatting with women in town about the relationship between buttocks size and blood taste, and then began to talk about the cruelty and darkness of human beings and the difficulty of life.

With the development of science and technology, people who used to only live in the daytime began to occupy the night, and the living space of blood clan is becoming smaller and smaller.

Then Cassidy began to complain that the money in the town was hard to earn and his face was ugly. He wanted to go out to do some work by using the identity of the church doorman, but the people in the town didn't believe in God at all. They didn't even pay attention to the priest.

"God... Is a waste!" Cassidy was drunk and had a hiccup. The smell of blood came out of his mouth with bad breath: "the residents of the town don't give him a face. It's not as useful as what a capitalist says!"

"Well said, then, let's play a game."

Edward, who was essentially a death knell, stood up, and did not know where to draw a pistol and put it into Cassidy's hand.

Then, as if floating, he jumped onto the cross, took out a pen and drew a few circles on the statue. The inner circle was still blackened.

To put it simply, it is to draw a target on God.

Then he jumped off the ground, lit the candle beside the altar, and took some bags of blood from under his cloak:

"let's play with human weapons. Anyway, we're free at night. If you can win me and win a game, I'll give you a pack of blood?"

"Not quite right?"

Cassidy was just a little carried away. It was one thing to live in a church, and another to shoot at God.

He can use guns, but do you really want to fight God?

"Don't worry, God likes to be beaten." Su Ming came back to him with the appearance of the blood clan, pulled him back a few steps, and drew a line on the floor with the tip of his shoe: "the blood clan zhenzudegula spits and urinates on the cross, in exchange for the curse of immortality. You shoot a few pistols at God, but can you be chopped by thunder?"

Cassidy tilted his head to think about it. It's good to store more grain reserves. It's good to put it in the refrigerator.

"Well, I'll come first."

"Well, five bullets per person, you first."

The blood clan named Edward smiles very handsome. He makes a "please" gesture, and is full of bearing.

As for the lottery will cash? Cassidy has no doubt. He is poor and poor. The noble young master is not ischemic at all, and he will not cheat himself.

So the next shot was heard in the church.

Outside the main entrance, Cassie, who was digging a hole under the crooked neck tree, heard the movement in the church. He immediately dropped the iron lift and ran back into the church.

It turns out Cassidy and a stranger are shooting at God.

Originally still nervous, did you encounter robbery or something, but that's what happened? The priest sighed with a sigh of relief:

"what about guns?"

"Well..."

Cassidy hid the blood bag, which made him feel guilty.

"Does this friend look a little strange? Do you know? "

Jesse didn't notice the movements of the vampire's hands. He focused on strangers."I'm Cassidy's second uncle, a distant relative of his grandfather. Father, you can call me ed Su Ming took up the topic directly. With a gentle smile, he reached out his hand and shook hands with Jesse: "I came here to see how he was. He was lost, so he was late. He went to the back door just now."

The priest of the town who had drunk wine was more relaxed. If he didn't come from the front door, it means that he didn't see the body, so it was OK.

"Hello, ed. I'm Jesse, the priest of this church. You can stay here tonight." He also friendly handshake, sniffed: "your hands are quite cold, this summer I really envy your physique, by the way, what are you playing?"

"We're gambling on wine." Edward magically took out a few bottles of wine and put them on the bench: "Jesse, do you want to play? Whoever has the highest number of rings in each round will have a big drink. "

Jesse was an old drunkard, and when the bottle was opened, the aroma of it overflowed. He thought it would be OK to bury the body for a while.

Anyway, the body would never run away, and no one would come to this wasteland at night.

"When it comes to wine, I'm not polite. Ha, in fact, I'm good at shooting." The priest took the gun from Cassidy's hand and opened fire at the God on the cross. He saw sparks on the head of the statue, and then looked at the seal. It was all ten rings.

"If you win, have a drink and drink more. I'll see if you can be so sure in a while." Edward chuckled and handed over a large glass of liquor. The brown liquid was gorgeous and alluring in the moonlight and candlelight.

The priest took the glass is a stuffy, and then hand over the pistol, this round let Cassidy come first.

He happily indulged in the pleasure of alcohol, dug up the soil for a long time, and had a cup like this to the bottom of his heart.

Even with genesis in his chest, he had no eyes behind his head.

At this time, he did not notice that under the crooked neck tree outside the door, there were two black shadows, one big and one small, silently chopping the corpse with a bright steel knife. Then, like ants moving, they carried the corpses into the grass in the distance.

Within five minutes, Haley, who was born in Gotham, cleaned up the two bodies. She was good at this, just as she would never forget after learning to ride a bicycle.

She showed a smile from a distance, made a OK gesture towards the death knell of becoming a handsome man, and then disappeared into the night.

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