Old Wright's face was cold, and "Smile Tom" jumped in a heart!

"I'm sorry, sir." Tom hurriedly bent down to apologize and continued:

"The only thing that may cause the variables is the current richest man in the world, the chairman of the Tianfeng Group who was present at the time - Han Feng!"

Old Wright nodded slightly and motioned for Tom to continue. Tom glanced cautiously at the boss's expression, and continued:

"My inference is that William's legion happened to encounter Han Feng when they were carrying out their plan in Chinatown. Boss, you know that as the richest man in the world and the company with the closest relationship with the Chinese government, Han Feng will definitely have the power to protect him! ”

"Moreover, with the mysterious inheritance of thousands of years in China, I estimate that the one who guards Han Feng must be a very powerful force! It can't even be described by common sense! Like your family's ......"

"Enough!" Old Wright got up suddenly, and stopped Tom with a fierce look in his eyes. "If I hear you say this again, you just wait to become a dried corpse! Your wish will never come true! ”

Old Wright looked at the second boss in front of him, the latter was already soaked at this time, standing there and not daring to move, although the smile on his face had not changed, it was stiff enough, and his heart was even more frightened.

After looking at it for a while, the fierce light in Old Wright's eyes gradually became calm, as gentle as usual. Soft Channel:

"Now, my dear Tom, please get out of here at once!"

"Smiling Tom" lost his smile in an instant, and hurriedly bowed down to respond, and retreated in fear.

As soon as Tom disappeared, old Wright slumped into his chaise longue and stared blankly at the roof, his eyes alternating with sadness, confusion, fear, and despair. Anyone who sees it will only think that this is a poor old man in his last years, and he will never be the biggest and bloodiest king of the New York underworld.

After sitting for a while, he heard the chiming bell from the church in the distance, and then old Wright slowly got up. I habitually looked at the oil paintings depicting Bible stories on the wall one by one, and looked down and sighed softly. Then he closed all the windows, turned on all the lights, and lay quietly in his chair alone, closing his eyes.

He just likes to be quiet and doesn't want to think too much. It seems that as long as you close the doors and windows, you can isolate the whole world; Just a little bit of light can drive out all the darkness.

Old Wright lay quietly, the whole room was silent, although the lights were bright, but the desolation in the hearts of people was like a wild cemetery.

Suddenly, a faint chuckle sounded as clear as thunder in this dead silence!

…………

It was a low laugh, like a meteor twinkling in the stars.

But when it fell on Old Wright's brain, it shook his heart like a thunderstorm in the nine heavens!

"Who?" Old Wright whispered, holding the handle of the gun in his pajamas, and quietly opened the safe.

The laughter rang out softly, as before, and the tone was full of surprise, disdain, and mockery:

"You don't have the right to know who I am! And you don't have to make a fuss, take it easy, Wright Gambino. The voice was soft, but as bright as a lighthouse in the dark of night, and it was a strange feeling—at least that's what old Wright thought.

"I'm in your heart! Whatever you want to say, just think about it with your heart, no need to make a fuss! ”

Old Wright was confident that there would be no one else in the room, so could that voice really come from his heart?

"What do you want to do?" Old Wright decided to give it a try, and thought silently in his mind.

"I don't want to do anything!" The voice quickly picked it up—it was a conscious exchange!

"I just didn't expect that the famous Gambino family was able to do what it is today, controlling most of the underground kingdoms in New York. It turns out that it is actually relying on the support of some monsters! ”

When Old Wright heard this, he jumped up from the recliner, and his movements were so agile that he was almost like two people with his previous weak expression! Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, he heard the voice continue:

"Well, in layman's terms, it's what you call a blood clan, and everyone calls a vampire......" The voice paused slightly, and suddenly said in surprise:

"Strangely, why haven't I found vampire traits in you?"

Old Wright was shocked in his heart - the secret of his vampire family was never known to the world except for the second boss of the past generations! How does this voice know? Don't?

A messenger from the omnipotent God? What about their ancestors......

He could no longer maintain this silence of consciousness alone, brandished his pistol, and shouted hoarsely:

"Who are you? What exactly do you want to do? ”

"You don't have to think about it! I have nothing to do with God or Satan and those guys! The voice ignored his hysteria and continued to speak gently:

"Moreover, your so-called heaven and hell have long ceased to exist! The ability of the Western Holy See is also inferior from generation to generation. That's why your family can continue to the present! If you don't believe me, then think about it, after hundreds of years, have you ever heard of a holy miracle? ”

When Old Wright heard this, he was shocked: If it is really as this person said, heaven and hell are gone, then what power can suppress the blood clan? Is this world really going to be like my father said, to become a world of blood?

So what's the point of my decades of persistence?

At this moment, Wright felt that the faith in his heart was gradually beginning to waver, and he hung down the gun in his hand weakly, tears burst out of his eyes, and flowed down his cheeks - since he couldn't escape the fate of being a vampire, what else did he hold onto?

However, do you have to live in the dark forever like the ancestors of the family, dragging a body without temperature, and relying on the blood and lives of others to survive?

"Actually, you don't have to be too disappointed. If you can still hold on to the vampire family until now, and still maintain a normal human body, you are already very good! Although I can easily destroy vampires, God has the virtue of a good life. Thinking that you have persevered for so many years and do not want to become a vampire, I have decided to save you and your family......"

As soon as the voice was finished, old Wright felt that his eyes were dark, and there were no more bright and dazzling lights, and when he looked closely, he realized that he was in the catacombs of the family's private island.

How did that man know about this secret burial chamber of the family? And how did you teleport yourself here? Even the most powerful first patriarch in the family would never be able to do this!

Could it be that I am still in a dream?