"I am the leader, who will support me?"

His childish voice asked softly, as if asking something indifferent.

Many Vampires of the N-level family below are holding their children who are not yet old, chattering and discussing.

After all, the noblest U-class vampire has died inexplicably.

The leader and lady of the Bloodline were killed by a specially made bullet...

Inexplicably, it wasn't until they disappeared for many days that they realized it.

Including many U-class, vampires with special abilities are missing and finally killed...

There are vampires who think that this is their life, and they are aiming for it.

And apart from this little guy, there is not a single U-level left.

So when the N-level was about to choose a leader, I remembered that earlier...

The former chieftain Fan Lan and his wife Shu Ran swore to the gods that the future of the blood clan would be guarded by their son Fan Jiuyan.

In addition to the stupidity of the vampires, they are inevitably sarcastic and ridiculed.

Even when he succeeded to the throne, he used vulgar words to personally attack Fan Jiuyan.

Of course, they are not afraid of things, if they really anger Fan Jiuyan, no matter how much he is a U-level, he can't beat so many N-levels.

And U-level vampires are noble, good at scheming, and the force value is not strong.

Let's see if the little guy's brain is moving fast or their knife is fast.

I didn't expect this nine-year-old boy to be able to ask so calmly, "I am the leader, who supports me".

Although it made many N-level old vampires scoff, it made the burning in the corner look at each other.

Not a single hand was raised in the entire hall, and instead there was unbearable rebuke and contempt.

Ran looked at the little leader's face without changing color, he didn't know what this little guy was thinking.

Oh, and although Ran is not very old, he must be a little older than the little leader.

Because by human age, he is seventeen years old this year.

"Fan Jiuyan, there is no support for you!"

An old guy in the N-rank opened his mouth, and he still has prestige in the N-rank.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the whole hall seemed to explode, and even pointed at Fan Jiuyan and scolded him.

How could they then be at the behest of a nine-year-old boy?

They really can't surrender to a child.

"I support. ”

A sharp sound, like a crossbow.

Although the sound was not loud, the swishing wind directly penetrated the gossip and reached the ears of Fan Jiuyan.

Instantly attracted the attention of all the vampires, and they all turned their heads to look at the red-haired vampire.

But after reading it, I scoffed at it.

What are you doing, both N-level, young but arrogant.

"Then I'll clean you up first!" the N-class vampires swarmed up to surround the red-haired boy.

Burning and leaping, he looked at Shang Fan Jiuyan.

With just one look, he understood that the guys who had just spoken wild words didn't need to stay.

The scimitar was drawn out from his back, and the knife fell in his hand-

One of the vampires fell to the ground, bleeding all over the floor.

The short knife is held in the left hand.

Since he was not very accustomed to his left hand, the horizontal knife flew and he was cut in the wrist without paying attention.

Ran immediately got serious and handled the short knife fluently.

A short knife was split into several pieces in an instant with a burst of white light, slicing through the arteries of the vampires who were intent on hurting him.

The four or five guys who could fight had already fallen to the ground, and those who didn't dare to fight began to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

They never knew there was such a guy in the N-rank.

I just know that this boy is an orphan, and neither parents have it, but he is so good at force.

"If you don't want to die, go and recognize the leader. ”

With a roar of rage, the remaining vampires shivered and immediately fell to their knees in front of the little leader.

"See Chief. Ran lowered his head, and he took the lead in speaking.

He just felt that this little boy really had the strength to lead their blood clan to a good future.

But don't ask him how he feels that way, he's just intuition, intuition!

"See the Chief!" the many vampires began to chim.

Of course, only the living, and the dead have been cut off.

Fan Jiuyan raised his eyebrows, and his little face was cold.

His inky blue eyes looked at a scratch on Ran's left wrist.

Stepping out of his seat, he slowly walked over to Ran and held out his hand to him.

Ran didn't understand what it meant, but seeing that his gaze stayed on the short knife, he raised the short knife with both hands.

Taking the short knife, Fan Jiuyan walked over to the dead vampires and slashed at their left wrists one by one.

He walked over to the many vampires who had bowed down and paddled one by one.

There was no exception, both the living and the dead were cut on his left wrist with a short knife, oozing blood.

Ran realized that there was a wound on his slender wrist that had just been mistakenly injured.

He watched in amazement as the little leader scratched them one by one, why...

After checking that it had not fallen, Fan Jiuyan raised his hand and handed the short knife back to Ran's hand, which was a head taller than him.

"Little Chief... Why are you doing that?" Ran took the short knife, and he looked at the little boy in front of him with a surprisingly mature appearance.

Fan Jiuyan tore off one of his shirts and handed the white strip of cloth to Ran.

Seeing that his red eyes were full of doubt, he smiled indifferently.

"Ha, it's nothing, since you support me, I need to protect you. ”

"But you're a protector... I ?..." Ran's voice became smaller and quieter, because he saw that Fan Jiuyan's eyes were getting colder and colder.

"I can't keep you from getting hurt at the moment, but I can get everyone to get you hurt. ”

Fan Jiuyan slowly paced among the many vampires.

This style does not look like a child at all, his hands behind his back, looking at them one by one.

"What's your name?" he asked, turning his head.

Ran found out that he was asking himself, and immediately responded, "Back to the leader, my name is Ran." ”

"Burn, I remember. But just call the leader, don't be small. ”

Fan Jiuyan smiled gently, like a sunny little boy.

But this kind of sunlight is not very pure, and it can only make Ran a little warmer.

All the other vampires felt was indifference.

Every day after that, Fan Jiuyan's amazing insight and mind deeply impressed Ran.

Every time he can't even notice something, he can see a drop of water.

"Burning, bloodsucking again?"

"Chief, they say I support a little child, and I can't get angry, but I'm only halfway inhaled..."

"It's okay, let them go. ”

"However, they said that I was a lowly to come to you..."

Fan Jiuyan frowned.

Looking at the children of the N-class vampires downstairs, it really looks like a bunch of crumbs.

With a flick of a finger, several darts flew out and pierced the throats of the children...

Seeing them fall to the ground dumbfounded, Fan Jiuyan squinted his eyes and beckoned Ran to the window to look.

"Here's how I handle it,"

He smiled, turned and gestured to the yellow food on the table.

"Can you eat, a little sister gave it. ”

Ran looked at the thing, they vampires only have blood in their lives, what is this?

"Oh, it's called..."Fan Jiuyan recalled...

"It's called an egg tart. ”