Chapter 12: Marilyn Manson

"Mr. Manson, here's your package!" In a high-end villa in the United States, a messenger in green uniform and riding a bicycle shouted at the villa with some nervousness.

The price of this villa alone is tens of millions of dollars, and if it weren't for his boss ordering him to deliver this package here no matter what, the messenger would probably not dare to come here.

You know, this is the residence of Marilyn Manson, a popular American singer, and if you disturb him and cause dissatisfaction among the other party, I'm afraid you will be unlucky!

"Package? Which fan sent the package? Didn't I tell you not to send me anything like this again? Not long after, a pale man in a black casual suit came out of the villa and said with some dissatisfaction.

"This ...... This is a package that our boss personally ordered to be sent to you, and it is said to be very important, saying that the things here are your ...... It's you......" Sensing that Manson was a little dissatisfied, the messenger's forehead gradually left a trace of sweat, and he was speechless, and he wanted to quickly throw the package on the ground and run away immediately.

Marilyn Manson is a big-name singer who admires hellish heavy metal rock, and although his surname is very grotesque, although he is loved by countless fans, it can also give people a deep sense of fear.

"How's it going!" Manson glared fiercely at the messenger who stumbled and couldn't understand the words, and said impatiently.

"Ahh It is said that these things will be of great help to your own styling and even your future career, so be sure to take them! Glared at by Manson's strange eyes of completely different colors, the messenger hurriedly explained, not at all the same as before.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Manson muttered a word and said nothing, quickly signed his name, picked up the package and walked into the villa.

"Whew! It's scary! But it's so easy to make $1,000, it's really easy, if only this kind of thing happened every day! Seeing that Manson did not pay any attention to himself and returned to the villa, the messenger smiled happily on the corner of his mouth, touched his pocket with his right hand, pinched the thick wad of dollars inside, and left the villa happily with a whistle.

"Photos?" After returning to the villa, Manson opened the package curiously, but found that there were only a few photos inside, frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment and watched.

"This ...... This is ......" Manson stood up suddenly, trembling his hands and looking at the person in the photo, no, it shouldn't be a person, but a man with an unusually handsome appearance, sharp teeth at the corners of his mouth, and a pair of huge meat wings behind him, was flapping the pair of meat wings flying in the sky, and an indescribable frenzy appeared in his eyes.

"Computer synthesis? No! No way! If it were computer synthesized, I would be able to tell that there is a good chance that the last name of these photos is real, which means that it ...... Bloodline, is it real?! ”

I flipped through several photos of the blood clan in a row, in addition to the first one flying in the sky, there were several recent photos, and even photos of sucking blood, even naked, the unusually clear teeth and the pair of meat wings connected to the back all reflected the realism of the blood clan, which made Manson extremely excited.

The first point of Manson's fame is that his artistic sense of heavy metal rock is indeed indelible, but another thing is very important is that the feeling of hell contained in his songs is even called "a singer who climbed up from hell" by some people.

His songs are full of the feeling of hell, satan and even the destruction of the world, it can be said that this has become his own symbol, not only because he wants to become famous, but more importantly, Manson himself is a lover of this kind of rebellion, darkness and evil, and even once frantically burned the American national qi (two sounds) and tore up the Bible in front of the public, in order to show his yearning for darkness and evil psychology.

All in all, Manson himself can be said to be a very dark person!

Looking at the few photos of the Blood Clan in his hand, Manson only felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and a yearning for darkness and destruction rose from the bottom of his heart, burning his entire body.

"Who the hell mailed me these photos? What exactly is the purpose? Looking at the few photos in his hand feverishly, Manson's body trembled, slowly raised his head and looked up at the roof, and said in a firm whisper, "If I can become a blood clan, I am willing to pay no matter what the price is!" ”

"As you wish!" There was a thunderous sound in the sky, and looking at the empty room around him, Manson was stunned, and couldn't figure out where the sound was coming from.

"This ...... Is this true? Suddenly, Manson saw two black shadows flash in the pure sky outside through the window, and he roared incredibly, quickly opened the window, and jumped down screaming.

Because this was only the first floor, Manson had just jumped out of the window and landed in the courtyard, stunned to see the dark shadow in the sky slowly flying towards him.

"Bang!" In the blink of an eye, the two black shadows in the sky fell, and they landed on the ground with a loud noise, but this did not hinder Manson's fanatical heart at this time, and he still looked at the two people in front of him feverishly, no, it should be said that it was two humanoid creatures.

The one on the left, it was the elegant-looking, even some bewitching white-skinned blood man in the photo just now, the bat-like flesh wings on his back gradually calmed down after waving twice, and he was lying on the other party's back, Manson seemed to smell a strong smell of blood, and his face showed a comfortable expression, very intoxicated.

In front of this blood clan, standing was a yellow man, who looked nothing special, he looked like a young man of twenty-four or five years old, but the indifference of despising everything exuded from his body and the huge black wings more than two meters long behind him did not dare to be underestimated.

Huge, pitch-black wings, isn't this the legendary angel who walked into evil and degenerate?

Could it be that the two people in front of him, one is a blood clan, and the other is a fallen angel?

In an instant, Manson only felt that a huge opportunity had landed in front of him, and his serious fanatical feeling was even better, and he bowed deeply to the two people in front of him, and said respectfully, "I'm Manson, may I ask who the two are......"

"Uh...... What is this guy talking about? How I don't understand! Yang Fan, who had huge black wings growing on his back, patted his head a little depressedly and muttered a little distressedly.

There is no doubt that these two mysterious people are Yang Fan, who came to the United States by plane not long ago, and the blood bodyguard known as the blood guard, and the purpose of the two of them coming here this time is the singer in front of them - Marilynmanson.

As early as when Yang Fan selected three bodyguards from the store, he went to the plane mall to wander around, and did not find anything very exciting, and finally bought a fallen angel wings worth only a few hundred crystal coins in order not to go shopping in vain.

This Fallen Angel Wing has only one function, that is, it can fly, it cannot attack, it cannot defend, and it can only bring the user the speed equivalent to the flight of a second-order Fallen Angel.

In Yang Fan's thoughts, the power of thunder and lightning is now his trump card ability, and under normal circumstances, it is better not to use it, maybe one day when he encounters a powerful enemy, he can also win by surprise, and if he is not ready to use the power of thunder and lightning, there will be some obstacles in flight, so he bought this fallen angel wing, and the flight speed is just the same as that of the blood guard, which is convenient and mutated.

"The host, who speaks English, was asking for our names!" , Every blood clan should learn at least ten languages, and as a qualified blood guard of the blood clan, he can naturally understand English, explained Yang Fan beside him.

"Damn! I know it's in English! Yang Fan let out a helpless roar, glaring at the blood guard very dissatisfied.

If you want a person who has only learned some very simple English words and has never passed a test, after more than 20 years, to understand English again, it seems impossible at all!

But......

"Haha! But I have this thing! Yang Fan laughed, took out a small red pill from the storage space, and threw it into his mouth without thinking about it.

This pill was an item that Yang Fan had purchased in that scientific pharmacy store, and it was able to learn a language in the original plane, and the price was five crystals.

In other words, as long as Yang Fan eats this pill, except for those languages that can release skills through language, such as dragon language, ancient elven language and other languages, any ordinary language used for communication can be learned instantly!

"Ding! Please select the language you need to learn, there are 5,651 languages in this plane, of which about 1,400 are not recognized as reading languages, or are dying languages, the fourteen commonly used languages are: Chinese, English, Hindi, Russian, Spanish, German, Mandarin, French, Indonesian, Portuguese, Bengali, Korean, Italian and Arabic, please choose the language you need to be proficient in! “

Five, more than 5,600 languages?! My dear, if I want to learn this one by one, won't it cost more than 20,000 crystals? Forget it, it's enough to learn English and Chinese, or don't learn other languages, after all...... Thrift is a virtue!

"Choose to be proficient in English!" In his consciousness, Yang Fan gave an order, and suddenly a huge wave of pain poured into his brain, and a tingling pain arose. ps: Running naked this week, there is no recommendation, although Xiaoxi is entangled in his heart, but it is still at least 6,000 words a day, rain or shine, I hope that all friends who read this book can support Xiaoxi during this time, thank you!!

By the way, I continue to ask for collections, recommended tickets, and sign-in!! It's important!!

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