The Victor Family, Orma.

For Yang Chen, who doesn't know much about the vampire world, it is extremely unfamiliar, the name William, I have heard it for the first time, William proudly emphasizes that he is Byrne's own brother, where is Byrne's sacred, Yang Chen is even more unclear, at the moment, this guy is most interested in and eager to get an answer to the question, is the wolf last night the silver-haired guy in front of him?

"He killed four of my personal guards, proudly thinking that I would die at his hands if I was seriously injured and unable to move, but the moment he tried to kill me, I killed him." William laughed maniacally after speaking, as if he was immersed in the tragic battle of last night, and could not extricate himself.

At that time, Olma stabbed the sword into his body for a tenth of a second, and at the risk of dying of exhaustion, he deflected his upper body five centimeters to the left, and sliced open Olma's chest as quickly as he could, pulling out the heart of the powerful enemy.

Yang Chen patiently waited for William's agitated mind to calm down, and asked indifferently: "I just want to know, when and where did you see me?" ”

William pursed his lips, a slightly mocking smile appeared on his face, and said: "Your memory is really bad, I remember the events of the past few hundred years clearly, if I hadn't let you go last night, you wouldn't have had a chance to stand here and talk to me." ”

Yang Chen's eyes lit up and asked William, "Are you that white-haired wolf?" ”

William smiled, it was a tacit acquiescence, even if Yang Chen had already been mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but be frightened, werewolves, really werewolves, one absurd and bizarre legend after another became an unavoidable fact in his life, I don't know whether to be excited or worried.

"Scared?" William stared at Yang Chen's handsome face with an uncertain expression, smiling playfully.

"If I had been afraid, I would never have been here." After Yang Chen finished speaking, he strode towards William, William squinted, his expression was suddenly solemn, at this moment he was powerless, he couldn't move, he was so weak that he was in the dilemma of being slaughtered by others, resisting the approach of any creature, including people.

What's more, Yang Chen showed extraordinary strength last night.

"What are you going to do?" William asked Yang Chen with a cold face.

"You'd better stay still, hold back." When Yang Chen reminded William, he held the Western sword that almost grazed William's heart, slowly moved two centimeters away from his heart, and then pulled it out violently.

William gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, understanding that Yang Chen was going to save him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I thought it would be my brother who saved me, but I didn't expect it to be you, a mortal." ”

"You helped me, I can't die without help, you lost too much blood, I don't save you, you are likely to be like them." Yang Chen's so-called "they were referring to the five corpses lying on the ground".

William did not refute.

Last night, he was seriously injured and killed by Orma, extremely weak, especially Omar's sword, specially used to kill werewolves, extraordinary, not only destroying the werewolf's powerful self-healing ability, but also exuding poison that erodes his internal organs.

Yang Chen threw away Walmart's long sword, ran out of the hall, asked the people in the helicopter to put down the first aid kit, and quickly returned to the hall to bandage William to stop the bleeding.

"You must leave with me, or it will be dangerous." Yang Chen didn't wait for William to make a statement, picked up William, and left the hall, the helicopter had landed.

Yang Chen stuffed William into the back seat and boarded the plane from the door on the other side, William didn't resist, didn't say much, he wouldn't do anything in vain.

Leave it to fate!

William sighed and closed his eyes.

The helicopter took off, flew away, skimmed over the ridge, and just disappeared into the sky, seven or eight men and women walked into the Black Stone Fort, all wounded, not lightly.

The old man at the head was Vlad, looking at the castle that had stood for eight hundred years in a mess, filled with grief and anger, coughing violently and coughing up blood.

The rest of the men and women nervously gathered around, after last night's battle, there is not one in ten descendants of the Monlatu family, if the old ancestor Vlad has three longs and two shorts, the entire family will completely collapse.

"I'm fine!"

Vlad stubbornly pushed away the people who cared about him, walked through the small square, entered the hall, and saw five corpses at a glance, and Olma's lifeless old face pierced his heart deeply.

Although the relationship with each other was not very harmonious in the past, but things hurt like that, and their hearts also mourned, Vlad sighed sadly, four of the seven ancient blood leaders died, and the two brothers of Byrne William were only seriously injured, which made Vlad feel an unprecedented existential crisis.

"How many descendants of the family are scattered around the world?" Vlad asked his entourage.

"Dozen." The attendant replied gloomily.

"Let them hide until the day of William Byrne's death." Vlad said undoubtedly, and his entourage nodded heavily, understanding the ancestor's intentions.

The Seven Great Families have been hit hard by this, and they are powerless to take revenge in a short period of time, and avoiding the werewolves to recuperate is the top priority.

……………………

London.

Along the River Thames, there is a rich heritage of the heyday of the British Empire, and the scenery is beautiful enough to make newcomers feel refreshed.

Two handsome men with strong and slender bodies strolling side by side are eye-catching, especially women, who are both infatuated with Yang Chen's handsomeness and William's charming smile.

William looked at Yang Chen and said: "You have a saying in China, you don't thank you for your kindness, I won't say much polite words, in short, I will treat you as a friend, the only friend." ”

"Just what I want." Yang Chen bluntly said that having a friend like William is equivalent to multiple reinforcements, and vampires must be afraid of him and dare not retaliate against him easily.

"Then we'll be separated."

"There will be a date later"

The two handsome guys waved goodbye, and Yang Chen leaned his back against the riverbank guardrail, watching William walk away.

Nalan Tongtong went to Hong Kong to attend an important event on behalf of Honghai Group, and there was nothing in London worthy of Yang Chen's nostalgia, so he left the UK by special plane that night.

After a week of recuperation, Long San, who had basically recovered from his injuries, walked into the conference room of the special plane in full spirit, and reported to Yang Chen the latest situation of the shadow's feedback, "The targets targeted by the various groups of the shadows have all disappeared recently, and a large number of assets in their hands have been sold, and there is no way to track them. ”

Yang Chen leaned over and extinguished the cigar that was about to burn out, frowning and thinking.

"Boss, are they doing it again?" Ryuzo was not without worries.

Yang Chen shook his head slightly, it seemed that William said: After the seven major families were hit hard, they would definitely disappear, preserve their strength, recuperate, and never be in a hurry to retaliate against anyone.

Even so, Yang Chen still acted cautiously and continued to order the dark group and even the entire Arctic Fox to guard against it.

After more than ten hours of flight, the huge Airbus A380 landed at the Capital International Airport, and on the tarmac, the imposing Hummer convoy waited for a long time.

Not far away, a Boeing 737 flying from Xijing to Beijing connected with the bridge, and soon, a few people in the first class class walked out, and after about a minute, the flight attendant who blocked the exit of the economy class and repeatedly asked passengers to wait for a while gave way.

Wang Xiaofei poured out of the cabin with the slow-moving crowd, stepped on the covered bridge, and stared at the "Big Mac" a hundred meters away through the glass curtain wall of the covered bridge, only to see dozens of black-clothed men hugging a familiar figure and walking down the high gangway.