For every three newly converted Bloods, one dies because they don't fit in, or because they violate the rules of the Bloodline because of ignorance.

Lord Belle was very optimistic about Yang Dong, he didn't want Yang Dong to hang up like this.

"I'm not going to be a vampire!"

Lord Belle turned his head to look at Yang Dong, "In the eyes of human beings, the blood clan is a dead person. But we are all alive, flesh and blood, and minds. ”

"Don't think about it, you can't fight the Earl now, but with your skills, after transformation, you can have the strength of a vampire comparable to a century-old vampire."

"With your abilities, you can definitely become an important person under the earl. In time, I'm sure you can kill the Count and avenge your Bloodline! Lord Belle comforted Yang Dong.

"Don't tell me if it's not too late for this kind of gentleman to take revenge for ten years, I, Yang Dong, have never been a gentleman, but a villain. The villain takes revenge, no matter how early or late! Yang Dong shrugged.

"Life is like a strong woman, if you can't resist, it's better to enjoy it-"

"I'm speaking more clearly!" Yang Dong stopped. "I'm a person with a clear goal and a firm personality, and chicken soup for the soul is useless to me."

People who are not firm in their minds and are easily confused need to be constantly poured chicken soup for the soul.

Yang Dong is a natural hob meat, he can pour chicken soup for the soul to the hooligans.

Lord Belle did not force Yang Dong to experience the life of the blood clan in advance.

Just as he was about to take Yang Dong back, he had just taken a few steps when Lord Belle suddenly stopped.

Seeing that Lord Belle's expression was a little wrong, Yang Dong frowned, "What's wrong?" ”

"My creator calls me!"

Summon? Damn, when he heard these two words, Yang Dong wanted to scold his mother, science, I really love your mother.

The creator of Lord Belle asked Lord Belle to take Yang Dong with him.

Lord Belle could not disobey orders.

took Yang Dong to a small drug processing factory.

Passing through the factory, there are two assembly lines, and a row of workers are making methamphetamine on the assembly line.

Yang Dong doesn't have any opinions, this is the territory of vampires, even if he has opinions, what can he do?

The creator of Bellelord is the person in charge of this methamphetamine processing factory, and the methamphetamine here provides a lot of income for the earl, so the creator of Bellelord is very valued by the earl.

Walk through the factory and stand at an elevator doorway.

The elevator door opened, and a woman dressed like a prostitute stood inside, and the moment she saw Yang Dong, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Is this the man the Count wants?"

"That's right, he is the earl's name to get Yang Dong!" The reason why Lord Belle said this was actually to protect Yang Dong.

This "prostitute * girl", although she has only been a vampire for less than ten years, is a celebrity next to the creator of Lord Belle, and her status is not ordinary.

If she wanted to drink Yang Dong's blood, Lord Belle didn't dare to stop her, so Lord Belle deliberately reminded her that if the earl wants to win people, you have to be careful.

Yang Dong glanced at this woman, yellow skin, black hair, judging from her English pronunciation, this is a person from a cold country.

"Yang Dong, this is Miss Park Jinhui!" Lord Belle introduced.

Without waiting for Yang Dong to speak, Park Jinhui opened her mouth, two canine teeth stuck out, and she smiled hideously.

"Is a Chinese pig still eligible to be a descendant of Lord Earl? My mission is to transform him! ”

Yang Dong's face changed and he became vigilant.

Lord Belle also frowned, "Miss Park Jinhui, I want to see Lord Buffon." ”

Buffon, that is the creator of Belle, a five-hundred-year-old vampire.

Although Park Jinhui was dissatisfied, she still put away her canine teeth, "Come in with me!" ”

The moment he entered the elevator, Yang Dong's hand secretly stuffed into his pocket and grabbed the silver dagger.

Damn, this plot is a bit wrong, I thought it was directly with this thousand-year-old vampire count, although it was a one in a thousand chance, Yang Dong could still gamble.

But now, there is not even a 1 in 1,000 chance.

"Hand it over!" As soon as the elevator door closed, Park Jinhui stretched out her hand with black leather gloves.

Unexpectedly, Yang Dong did not hesitate, took out the silver dagger and put it in her hand.

"The thing I hate the most is silver!" Park Jinhui held the dagger through the leather gloves.

When the elevator went to the ground, Park Jinhui took Yang Dong and the others to a lobby.

This lobby is furnished in the style of ancient China.

Directly in front of the high hall, there is a dragon chair.

This dragon chair gives Yang Dong the feeling that it has a royal spirit.

"It's not an imitation, is it?" Yang Dong asked in a low voice.

He originally asked Lord Belle, but it was Park Jinhui who answered, "This Lord Belle, who relied on this dragon chair and begged Lord Buffon to transform him." ”

Yang Dong was stunned for a moment, and saw that Lord Belle did not speak, it seems that what this stick vampire said is true.

In order to reproduce the Qing Dynasty, Lord Belle really made a bloody investment, and even gave away the dragon chair.

In the side room, a burly and tall man came out.

Walked to the dragon chair and sat down slowly.

Seeing the front of this man, a face that is not smiling, he is not angry and arrogant.

Damn, it's a five-hundred-year-old vampire, domineering and leaky.

When Lord Belle saw Buffon, he immediately saluted respectfully.

Buffon didn't even look at him, but looked directly at Yang Dong, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "This is the person the earl wants?" ”

"Yes, sir. He is Yang Dong. Lord Belle replied respectfully.

Buffon looked at Yang Dong, "For more than twenty years, Yang Jinzong and his family have killed dozens of blood clansmen, and ten of them are my descendants. Blood feud, I didn't expect their son to fall into my hands now! ”

Yang Dong didn't speak, but he was muttering in his heart, it's really a sea of blood hatred, pit!

"Yang Jinzong and his family tried their best to resist our blood clan, bloody slaughter, they kept hating the blood clan, I don't know if their son has become a blood clan, can they still kill the killer?"

Yang Dong glanced at Buffon and said faintly, "Actually, my relationship with Yang Jinzong is not so harmonious, and he is not the only son of mine." ”

"Boy, don't come with me like this!" Buffon sneered. "I've lived for more than five hundred years, do you think your mental tactics will work for me?"

"What bloodline? Isn't it a vampire? Yang Dong deliberately stimulated him.

As soon as she heard the word vampire, Park Jinhui angrily showed her canine teeth.

"Hehe, young man, why don't you listen to persuasion? You deliberately put the word vampire in front of the blood clan, just to make me kill you? "Buffon is worthy of being a five-hundred-year-old thing, and Yang Dong's careful thinking was thoroughly eaten by him.

"Kill you, it's too cheap for Yang Jinzong's family. Transform you and let you go back, this will be even more exciting for Yang Jinzong and his family! ”

"Is this the debt of the father and the son?" Yang Dong raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, that's understandable!" Buffon nodded.

"Oh!!" Yang Dong dragged out his tone. "If you can't beat my old son and mother, you can only bully me. Vampires have really fucking thick skin! ”

"Yang Dong, shut up!" Lord Belle scolded.

"How do you think you're better?" Where will Yang Dong shut up. "Damn, you didn't tie me up here? What kind of good guy are you pretending to be? ”

"A bunch of filthy things that can't see the light. If you want to turn Lao Tzu into a vampire, okay, when Lao Tzu was a human being, he could still be mixed with the sky. ”

"Maybe one day, Lao Tzu will let you garbage die and die!" Yang Dong originally wanted to keep a low profile, after all, this is the territory of vampires, even if he is arrogant, he is not suitable for arrogance in other people's territory, isn't this a lack of heart?

But now, the plot is not developing right, he can't even see the earl, and the chances have changed from slim to zero.

Yang Dong has to do something, what to do? Blind toss, even if it's dead, it's good to scold.

Suddenly, Buffon's figure in front of him was blurred, and in the next moment, he was in front of Yang Dong.

pinched Yang Dong's neck, sharp nails, and cut into Yang Dong's flesh.

"In front of me, you're just an ant." Buffon sneered. "Go on, why don't you speak!"

Yang Dong's neck was pinched so that he couldn't even breathe, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

"Would you like me to kill you so you don't have to be a Bloodline?"

"It seems that you are not familiar with the initial embrace process of our bloodline. I can tell you more about it now! ”

"Suck the blood out of your body until your breathing stops and you go into a near-death state. Feed your blood again. Then put you in a coffin and wait slowly for your body to change. ”

"This process, that's the most painful and torturous part, can you imagine? Tear that part of your original person apart and remake it into a bloodline! ”

Yang Dong was pinched by the neck and couldn't say a word at all, but Buffon's hideous and terrifying words, Yang Dong could hear them clearly.

Yang Dong exerted all his strength and punched Buffon in the chest.

In an instant, before Yang Dong's fist touched Buffon, his whole body had already flown upside down and slammed into the wall.

Yang Dong spurted out a mouthful of blood, stimulated by blood, and Park Jinhui's eyes immediately showed her fangs in blood-red.

"Transform him!" Buffon said coldly.

Park Jinhui immediately pounced.

Suddenly, a figure came from the door, and Park Jinhui, who had just pounced in front of Yang Dong, was knocked out by this figure.

"Buffon, you are a five-hundred-year-old blood clan, bullying a child in his twenties, you are embarrassed!"

This figure is none other than Diana.

The corners of Buffon's mouth twitched, but he still bowed slightly, "Executive officer, I just gave him the first hug at the behest of the earl!" ”

"I have just met the Count, and I have mentioned this to him, you Buffon already has more than twenty descendants, and I, the executive officer, have only two descendants. The Earl has agreed to hand over Yang Dong to me, and I will be his creator! Diana looked at Buffon majestically.

The first book of the Book King novel