The last vampire to appear was seven years ago.

If it weren't for Dio's preparation to use vampires again, Zibelin would not have been able to find a single clue through London.

Even with Dior's cooperation, after looking for a month, Zibelin did not gain anything.

Zibelin is not a person who gives up easily, he also has patience, and at the same time, he also knows in his heart that what happened seven years ago is too long ago, and there is not much hope.

So don't rush, take your time, it's good to be able to find it, if you can't, it means that the vampire or the owner behind the stone ghost face is very cautious, and has not used this evil creature for so many years.

Big Joe has already destroyed Dior's stone ghost face, and Zibelin has carefully observed Dior, he may not be a good person, but judging from the treatment of the workers under him, he can't be the kind of evil person who cares about life.

There must be someone else, someone else who got the stone ghost face!

This man must be found and allowed to be controlled by this evil force, and Zibelin and all the Ripple Warriors will not agree.

Zibelin's goal is very clear, but in the past month, he has been doing useless work, and he and the people sent by Dio have achieved nothing.

At the beginning, the people sent by Dior were still very large, but after so long without news, their mentality calmed down, and there was a faint sense of tiredness.

This is inevitable, Zibelin is not surprised, it is a long and long process, maybe they have been looking for a lifetime, and after old age and death, vampires will appear.

Vampires' lives are long and endless, and they can remain dormant for long, long times if necessary.

Until it is known that all the people inside are dead, it is possible that they will not wake up.

But things did take a turn for the worse.

One night a month later, when the moon was dark and windy, Zibelin welcomed an uninvited guest to his mansion near the Infinite Group.

"Who?"

Zibelin awoke from his meditation, dressed up, and lit a candle.

The doorbell continued to ring, not in a hurry, and the visitor appeared polite.

Zibelin was about to open the door, his ears moved, his body froze, and slowly left the door, the power of ripples permeating his body.

"Please open the door, Mr. Zibelin, we know you're there."

Listening to the voice is clear and clean, it is a young man in his twenties, polite and polite, with a word of invitation, but his words reveal a kind of arrogance that cannot be refused.

"Who are you?"

There was no sound of breathing or heartbeat outside the door, as if there was no life.

Bloodsucker?

Zibelin immediately thought of this creature, and his heart was vigilant, his perception was concentrated, and he paid attention to the movements of the people outside the door.

The clue is in front of him, and he will never let it go.

"Mr. Zibelin, we have no ill intentions, why don't we go in and talk?"

The man, who was not breathing or having a heartbeat, obviously came with sincerity, did not force his way in, was polite and waited patiently.

"I don't have anything to talk about with the vampires."

Zibelin's eyes narrowed, this vampire was very different from the vampire he knew.

Ordinary vampires, after the transformation of the stone ghost face, are rarely able to maintain their rational existence.

And this person actually spoke clearly and reasonably, and it was obvious that his spiritual will was far beyond ordinary people.

Even so, he was more vigilant, and the more rational he was, the more powerful he became.

"For almost a month since you came into contact with the Infinite Group of Dior. After Brando, the scouting of us increased.

Mr. Zibelin, aren't you looking for us?

Why do we dare not meet each other when we send them to the door now?

Don't......

Are you afraid? ”

"Fear? Just a vampire, it's worth my fear! Amusing! ”

Since they had all used the agitation method, Zibelin snorted coldly and opened the door.

He was a rippled warrior, how could he be afraid of the stone ghost face when he came to pursue the stone ghost face.

He never flinched in the face of vampire challenges.

Outside the door, three tall men with British demeanor smiled, wearing bowler hats, open black coats, and the staff of civilization in their hands.

The one on the left has a pipe in his mouth, and the one on the right has a smile on his lips but a cold look in his eyes.

The man in the middle with his hands on the top of the staff of civilization was clearly the leader, his eyes were scarlet, a bit like Dior, but they only gave Zibelin a sense of danger.

It's not like Dior, with an indescribable charm.

"First meeting, Mr. Zibelin."

The leader looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a mustache and high spirits, wearing pajamas and a coat, and took off his top hat to pay tribute to him.

"What are you looking for me?"

"No, no, no, Mr. Zibelin, what do you want to do with us?

Few people will seek our existence, except for those humans who yearn for eternal life, or......

Ripple Warrior!

So, don't you invite us in and sit? ”

The leader is smiling, handsome, gentle and clean, he can be regarded as a sunny young man, and it is easy to bring good impressions to people.

His words made Zibelin understand that they were not here to find trouble, but on the contrary, they might invite him to become one of the vampires under the confusion of eternal life.

However, the most shocking thing is that these vampires actually know that the ancient Ripple Warriors exist.

How big is their power? And how long have they been around?

Why did they know about the existence of the Ripple Warriors, but the Ripple Warriors never heard from them?

Zibelin has made a terrible discovery, an unknown vampire force lurking in the shadows of the world.

But more questions arose, and the ringleader's words undoubtedly caught Zibelin's attention.

He finally got out of the way and let the three vampires in.

"Zibelin, I'm here to negotiate."

The two sat in chairs facing each other, and the leader did not talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

"There is no conflict of interest between us, and there is no need for you to pursue it further."

"Yes, your existence is the greatest conflict of interest."

Qi Beilin cocked Erlang's legs, stroked his slightly curled beard, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Haha, Mr. Zibelin, it's a joke."

"I'm not kidding."

Zibelin immediately interrupted him.

"Hmm!"

The man with the pipe stepped forward and wanted to do it.

"Hey~!"

The leader stretched out his hand to block it, but he was not angry, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Zibelin, don't worry.

I'm sure you've also seen that an existence like me, with reason, will not easily harm human life.

We are all people with rules, and the harm to human beings is not great, otherwise it would have been exposed a long time ago.

There's really no need for any conflict, all we want is blood, and we won't hurt them, right? ”

"Yes, you have a point."

Zibelin agrees at the moment.

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