"Oh my god!"

After getting out of Ye Lan's sight, Wang Fool wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking shocked.

"What are you doing?" Ouyang Qingqing asked suspiciously.

"Damn, a room full of neurotics, it's better not to provoke."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"That old man forced me to marry Ye Lan...... "Wang stupid bamboo tube poured beans and told the things in the study in one go.

"......" Ouyang Qingqing listened with a petrified face.

"Grandma's, this girl can't touch it!"

In the end, Wang Fool gave a conclusion.

Although Ye Lan is beautiful, she can't touch it, not to mention Ye Lan's nerves, it's the old man in her family, he is simply a terrorist, he has to use a knife at every turn, Wang Du doesn't want to be soaking a horse and being chased by others with knives and cut all over the world.

Wang's stupid idea was right.

Now, Wang Fool and Ye Lan can be said to be innocent, and they have actually reached the point of forcing marriage with a knife, in case there is really anything to do with it, I am afraid that they will use a gun.

Wang Stupid has not forgotten Jì, Ye Lan has six King Kong gourd baby brothers. From the old scout's point of view, it is estimated that Ye Lan's group of brothers are not easy to talk to.

Wang Stupid Pickle Girl has always put safety first, and never wants to eat swan meat.

"So what should I do?" Ouyang Qingqing suddenly reacted.

"Ah...... What do you do? Wang Stupid didn't react.

"If you don't get in touch with Ye Lan, then won't I never be able to meet Ye Lan?"

"This ...... This...... I can't really help. Wang Stupid shrugged his shoulders and smiled wryly.

"I don't care, you promised me."

“…… Hey, you're being unreasonable? Wang Du seemed to have been pricked in the ass by a needle, and said loudly.

"What's the reason? You promised, and besides, it's all your words, so I don't believe it. ”

"Ouyang Qingqing, you are a teacher, a teacher, please look at things objectively, instead of emotionally solving problems, we have to be reasonable and moral......"

"I don't care, anyway, you promised. Also, even if Ye Lan really likes you, as long as you cooperate with me and let me and Ye Lan get back together, your troubles will naturally be solved. ”

"This is also ......," Wang was stunned.

"Well, what do you have to worry about? Ye Lan and I are childhood sweethearts, we have a relationship foundation, as long as you help a little, we can get back together, and when the time comes, you can retire. ”

"This ......" Thinking of Ye Lan's father's bright saber, Wang Du was under a lot of pressure.

"Wang stupid, I sue you, you promise to agree, if you don't agree, you still have to agree, this is what you promised, if you can't do it, I will go to the academic affairs office to sue you, saying that you are harassing me, and when the time comes, the school will expel you, if you don't do well, you will go to jail!" Ouyang Qingqing threatened.

"Okay."

Wang Stupid secretly wailed, he accidentally slapped Ye Lan straight, but now, he was forced by Ouyang Qingqing to bend Ye Lan, what's wrong with this society?

……

Just when Wang Stupid was like a fish in water among a group of women, his two brothers were suffering in dire straits.

In the past few months in Europe, Wen Jing has wandered the land of Europe like a ghost.

Today, he came to a bar in England.

Red men and green women, drunk and golden.

The lights inside the bar were dim, and people were shaking their bodies like crazy, as if they were going to hell on earth.

This is hell on earth!

The bar is home to a new generation of vampires, and every day vampires come here with bloody and delicious humans, and when it reaches its climax, the delicious human blood becomes a delicacy to the bar.

The bar also welcomes individual customers from outside, and if they meet the right person, the vampires will not hesitate to bite their veins.

The pub is the hunting ground for vampires, and vampires hunt here in a variety of capacities.

Today, Wen Jing, a stranger, is the target of the vampires.

At this time, Wen Jing did not look like an Asian, but like a Caucasia.

His fair skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes, with his every physical feature, prove that he is a true Caucasians.

Wen Jing sat alone on the table drinking stuffy wine, looking preoccupied.

A tall blonde leaned against Wen Jing's side.

Without any prelude, the lonely man and the widow became friends, and soon, Wen Jing fell into the gentle township.

Supported by the blonde, the two reached the back of the bar, turned a dark and winding alley, and entered an ancient castle. The inside of the castle is not as dilapidated as it is outside, it is resplendent and full of the luxury of drunkenness.

The drunken Wen Jing hugged the blonde, and the blonde kept giggling, but the laughter in the night sky gave people a creepy feeling.

The mansion was going on with a carnival, and many men and women were openly seeking pleasure in the huge living room.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of the blonde's mouth, and she entered a suite with Wen Jing.

After entering the room, the blonde took a shower, leaving the drunken Wenjing on the bed.

At the moment when the blonde woman entered the bathroom, Wen Jing's eyes, which were originally sluggish, were as sharp as knives.

Vampire Lair!

Almost immediately, Wen Jing concluded that this was a vampire's lair.

Wen Jing glanced at the magnificent room, and then looked at the bathroom where the sound of water was coming out, and her brows furrowed. This is beyond the scope of Wen Jing's hunting.

Wen Jing's mission is to hunt the new generation of vampires, and this mansion is a vampire lair, and there must be old vampires with a long history.

With the power of tranquility, he can't calmly deal with those vampires who are hundreds of years old.

What to do?

Fight!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

The people of the Wen family were born to fight!

In the past few months, Wen Jing's footprints have spread all over Europe, he has grown rapidly in battle, his silver razor has become a deadly weapon, and the number of vampires who have died in his hands has exceeded fifty.

After deciding, Wen Jing did not hesitate any longer and pulled out the silver razor on her calf.

This is a special razor for vampires, the blade is mainly made of alloy, but in some key parts, it is inlaid with sterling silver to form some delicate and mysterious quaint patterns.

In the West, killing a vampire is not just a weapon of sterling silver, preferably in the shape of a cross, however, this is not a problem for the Wen family.

The Wen family, as an ancient family with a mysterious mission, naturally does not use the cross as a weapon.

Through thousands of years of exploration, the Wen family has mastered many techniques for dealing with vampires, among them, there is an oriental pattern equivalent to the effect of the cross.

Wen Jing walked straight to the door of the bathroom and waited.

Patience is a must for being a vampire killer, in fact, Wen Jing goes to work in a hair salon, not only to practice precision techniques, but also to hone patience.

The experience of cutting hair for two years has made Wen Jing's hands more stable.

The shimmering silver blade emitted a thrilling enchanting aura under the light, which was an indescribable feeling.

This is a battle between East and West!

This is a battle between two civilizations.

The aura of the demon is the aura emanating from the mysterious patterns on the razor's blade, which can destroy the vampire's strong body and regenerative ability, making their wounds unable to heal.

"Dear ......"

The blonde wrapped in a bath towel came out of the bathroom, and she saw Wen Jing, opening her snow-white long arms, and her fiery delicate body greeted her.

A silver ray streaked through the air like a shooting star.

The blonde's outstretched arms covered her neck, and large balls of blood gushed from her neck.

The blonde looked at Wen Jing with a frightened expression, her mouth opened, but she couldn't make the slightest sound, because her trachea had been completely broken, and even her neck had been cut off ninety percent, and if she hadn't held it with her hands, she would have fallen on her shoulders long ago.

Wen Jing, holding the razor, stood still, looking at the blonde with a murderous expression.

Finally.

The blonde's face began to change, her eyes became blood-red, her skin turned pale, and the biggest change was that two fierce fangs appeared in her mouth.

That's right, she's a vampire!

Wen Jing has become more and more confident in his judgment, although he can't completely distinguish between humans and vampires, but a new generation of vampires like the blonde can't hide his sharp eyes.

Blood!

Blood!

Blood!

The strong smell of blood permeated the mansion.

Wen Jing moved, he knew that at most thirty seconds, the vampires in this mansion would be alarmed, he only had thirty seconds to kill, and after thirty seconds, he would have to leave.

Thirty seconds, this is the valuable experience that the Wen family has summed up with their lives for thousands of years, because, usually the vampire with higher status will live in the basement, and from waking up to rushing out of the basement, it is generally more than thirty seconds, so when the Wen family is performing an assassination mission, when encountering an invincible vampire, it must not stay for thirty seconds.

Wen Jing is good at assassination, not slaughter. In fact, not only Wen Jing, but the entire history of the Wen family is a history of assassination, and there are very few head-on confrontations with vampires.

A building of this magnificence has at least twenty or more vampires, and, for sure, there are heavyweight vampires.

Wen Jing is confident, however, he is not arrogant.

At the moment when the blonde revealed her original form and turned into ashes, Wen Jing's slender body moved, like a gust of wind blowing on the ground.

Wen Jing's target is the hall.

Inside the hall, several vampires are having fun with "food".

The razor swept through the glorious light of death, and then some of the humans erupted in terrifying screams.

Twenty seconds!

Wen Jing has already killed four vampires, one of them is obviously not a new generation of vampires, and actually fought back at the moment of near death, and the sharp claws grabbed Wen Jing's shoulder, leaving several shocking scars on Wen Jing's shoulder.

A ......roar like thunder sounded from underground, and the ground trembled.

"Twenty-five seconds!"

Wen Jing ran wildly in the hallway hallway, plundering the lives of vampires while silently reciting the time.