Yang Dong picked up the wine glass, a dry towel, and wiped it carefully.

"The five tigers under Grande will be ranked third at three o'clock in the morning, because when they kill people, they all choose to kill at three o'clock in the morning, so they have a title: three o'clock in the morning." Yang Dong said lightly while wiping his wine glass.

"Are you here to avenge Peyton?" Yang Dong took out Peyton's scimitar from under the bar.

"He's not qualified for me to avenge him, I'm just here to help someone take his life!" In the early morning, Sandian's hand was placed on the bar, his hand was very large, and one hand was bigger than Yang Dong's head.

"It seems that the person who asked you to come out attaches great importance to me, I just killed a two-hundred-year-old vampire, and immediately found a four-hundred-year-old vampire!" Yang Dong smiled bitterly. "No matter how much I, Yang Dong, can create miracles, I won't be the opponent of a four-hundred-year-old vampire."

"You are indeed powerful, a hundred years, two hundred years, have been used as a sparring partner for you to help you improve your strength. Send a three-hundred-year-old one over, for fear that I will give you another sparring partner. So here I am! "Cold humor at three o'clock in the morning.

"It's so uplifting to me!" Yang Dong wiped a cup clean and put it on the bar.

"In that case, how about you decide for yourself? Let me solve a human at three o'clock in the morning, I really can't pull this face! At three o'clock in the morning, he raised his head and looked at Yang Dong, showing a very simple smile.

"It's really good. After all, a four-hundred-year-old vampire can easily kill me with a single finger! Yang Dong smiled slightly.

"However, before I break myself, I have a small question, I wonder if you can help me answer it?"

Looking at Yang Dong's very sincere eyes, he was also moved at three o'clock in the morning, and nodded, "This is your last wish before you die, the Chinese people think that the most cruel way to die is to die without turning a blind eye, how can I not satisfy you, say it." ”

"Are 400-year-old vampires awesome?" Yang Dong looked at him curiously.

At three o'clock in the morning, I thought that Yang Dong would ask some questions, but I didn't expect that Yang Dong would ask such a question, and I was caught off guard and didn't know how to answer.

Suddenly, at three o'clock in the morning, the stool under the butt fell.

It's actually a trap.

The toes just touched the ground, the knees at three o'clock in the morning were slightly bent, and the heart sneered, this little trick wanted to deal with a four-hundred-year-old vampire, naïve and naïve.

At three o'clock in the morning, he jumped out of the hole and fell into the cave with burns.

When I looked up, I saw that there was actually a silver-plated fence on it.

Yang Dong squatted next to him and lit a cigarette, "Four-hundred-year-old vampires are also afraid of silver!" ”

"Do you think that's going to stop me?" At three o'clock in the morning, he raised his head and sneered.

A punch hit the wall of the trap, and the trap was directly punched by him.

As he threw punch after punch, the hole grew bigger and bigger.

If this continues, sooner or later he will have to make a hole with his fist to escape.

Yang Dong was on it, but he was not nervous, but smoked leisurely.

At three o'clock in the morning, another punch was struck, and the whole arm was sunk in, empty? Before I had time to rejoice, my face changed at three o'clock in the morning.

Not hollow, but crushed foam.

At this time, King Kong took out several barrels of liquor from the bar's wine storage room and poured them directly into the trap.

Yang Dong took out a lighter and kept shooting flames.

"Can you set fire to a vampire who has been dead for four hundred years?" Yang Dong asked curiously.

At three o'clock in the morning, punch after punch hit the broken foam, and he wanted to flee quickly.

"Vampires are fast, but can there be a fire that spreads fast?" Yang Dong sneered.

"Yang Dong, I surrender, let me go, I promise not to come to you again!" At three o'clock in the morning, he saw that something was wrong and immediately begged for mercy.

"Really? Actually, I don't want to kill a four-hundred-year-old vampire, and there are three other tiger generals under Grande, I'm afraid they will take revenge on me! ”

"Really, I swear by the Blood Clan's Holy Scriptures!" A serious oath at three o'clock in the morning.

"Seeing that you swear so seriously, I can't help but believe you!" Yang Dong nodded.

I breathed a sigh of relief at three o'clock in the morning, it's so dangerous, fortunately, this kid was fooled, after all, he has lived for more than 400 years, and this kid's experience in the rivers and lakes is still too tender.

Wait for me to go up, and that's your time of death.

But what came at three o'clock in the morning was not Yang Dong who let him go, but Yang Dong lit the lighter and threw it down.

When the liquor met the flames, it immediately burst into flames.

The fire spread very quickly, and in an instant, it was engulfed by three o'clock in the morning.

"You lied to me!!" Roaring, struggling, screaming in the fire at three o'clock in the morning.

Yang Dong smiled coldly, "When I'm a fool, I'll make you angry." ”

A four-hundred-year-old vampire, which is not easy to burn, King Kong added several barrels of spirits to it.

It burned for more than ten minutes, and when the fire was extinguished. Yang Dong jumped down with King Kong and saw a burnt and blurred corpse below.

"I'm not dead yet!" Yang Dong pursed his lips.

Although it was three o'clock in the morning, there were still signs of life, and if he stayed, he could slowly recover with the recovery ability of the vampire's metamorphosis.

Yang Dong stepped forward, raised his foot, stepped on his head, and directly stomped on his head.

"Now, it's dead!" Yang Dong turned around coldly and left.

King Kong looked at the corpse at three o'clock in the morning, he didn't expect that the four-hundred-year-old vampire, that was the existence he looked up to, in the eyes of him, a vampire who was less than a hundred years, the four-hundred-year-old vampire, that was an invincible existence.

However, it was the invincibility that King Kong looked up to, and he lost his life by Yang Dong's little trick, which made King Kong's heart mixed.

"No one can live forever, not even the Bloods."

Eternal life, that is the sign of vampires, they can live forever like ancient Chinese mythology, but they are not immortal.

On the contrary, they have a lot of weaknesses.

Beheaded, burned, crushed hearts, birch pierced hearts.

"The difference between immortality and immortality is absolute strength!" Yang Dong said to King Kong without looking back.

"Absolute strength, the source of the strength of the blood clan is age and bloodsucking, let me wait for hundreds of years, wait for thousands of years, I suddenly lost confidence." King Kong's mood Yang Dong can understand.

Previously, Judgment Island was relatively peaceful, with little internecine fighting among the bloods. King Kong, who has never encountered a death threat, feels that if he survives slowly, he will eventually come out.

But now, 400 years of vampires are so easily killed.

King Kong suddenly lost his patience to survive.

Yang Dong turned his head and looked at King Kong, "In that case, is there really no other way?" ”

"Yes!" King Kong looked at Yang Dong. "Exchange blood."

For the blood clan, not everyone has the patience to survive, and there are naturally shortcuts.

That is the exchange of blood, the so-called exchange of blood, the orthodoxy is to let the blood of the blood on one's body be clean, re-select a powerful creator, and transform oneself twice, so that he can inherit the ability of the creator's bloodline.

However, this orthodox method may be tempting for some bloodlines who have just been converted, and it is not cost-effective for some bloodlines of some age and strength.

Because of the secondary transformation, that is, all the pushes to the beginning.

King Kong has been close to a hundred years ago, and now he starts all over again, even if the earl is willing to accept him as a descendant and help him transform again, compared to now, it is almost the same.

How easy is it to be a descendant of an earl?

Moreover, King Kong is not satisfied with this, he wants more than that.

Of course, there is another way of exchange blood, and that is literal exchange of blood.

Bleeding in one wrist and transfusion in the other, replacing all of your own blood. However, this method of blood exchange is not recognized by the mainstream blood clan, and has always been listed as a taboo for the blood clan.

King Kong didn't dare to break the taboo before, but now he dares, and he is very eager to do it.

"This type of blood exchange must be dangerous, right?" Yang Dong asked lightly.

King Kong nodded, "It is said that the success rate is only 1 in 10, and even if the blood exchange is successful, it will inherit the identity of the descendant of the person you replaced." If it was known to his creator, it would be a dead end. ”

What does this mean? That is, you killed someone else's son, replaced someone else's identity, and became someone else's son.

Will Mom and Dad spare you? Even in terms of blood inheritance, you are his son, it depends on whether others recognize it or not!

It is intolerable to leave who is the creator.

Yang Dong thought in his heart: If he is willing to risk only a one-tenth success rate, then he has to find a vampire who has no creator, and besides, the age of this vampire cannot be low.

King Kong is now nearly a hundred years, if he finds a two-hundred-year-old one to exchange blood for him, risking ninety percent in order to increase the strength of this hundred years, for a vampire, it is definitely not cost-effective.

Put yourself in a coffin and sleep for a hundred years, and when you come out, it will be two hundred years, and there is no risk.

It takes at least three or four hundred years for it to be a little worth the risk.

Although Yang Dong had just killed a four-hundred-year-old vampire, it was not a suppression of strength, but a tactic.

It is not an easy task to catch a vampire who is three or four hundred years old to exchange the blood of King Kong.

Unless Yang Dong's strength can continue to run wild.

But this is a bit excessive, I have miraculously improved several times in a short period of time, and I am still not satisfied, and I am a little shameless.

"Headache!" Yang Dong patted his brain. "If only a qualified vampire fell from the sky right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the roof broke, and a vampire fell.

Yang Dong looked at the roof with a big hole in the daze, damn it, did it really fall down? Could it be that the old man came back from a nightclub visit at this time and heard his wishes?

This novel comes from reading books