Wen Fugui is the kind of five type that even if he evolves into a vampire, he is still cautious and forward-looking, which is referred to as not enough to succeed and more to lose.

When Bai Lang galloped all the way to London before dawn and chose a hotel to rest; Wen Fugui also took Dior's head with him, found a safe place in London, temporarily settled, and considered his next step.

Excluding the daytime when he couldn't act, Dior only had one more night of action time than Bai Lang, and he didn't see the slightest advantage. Not to mention what the more frustrated and courageous? Ultimate Evolution? Green firewood?

He didn't even have a proper body now, and his heart was full of fear and anxiety, and he couldn't wait to escape London and get away from the dangers of England. No matter which country he goes to, even if he goes to India and eats curry with his left hand, he can endure it.

He was already frightened by Bai Lang.

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In just one night, he didn't suck two mouthfuls of hot blood Wen Fugui, and he lacked 'life energy' in his body. Even if he has evolved, he is still the younger brother of vampires.

He took Dior's head and hid in a tavern. After hesitating for a long time, he successfully attacked and killed the two staff members, giving up blood to Dior, who was powerless but more decisive, courageous, and charismatic than him.

In the end, after repeated muttering and selection, Dior had to give priority to eliminating the fat and sluggish boss, the shriveled bartender, a bad old man, and a small worker with a stinking body, and had no choice but to choose the last clean and healthy body to connect the skull.

However, it feels too weak! Not even half of his original body!

To this moment, he still remembers Jonathan's young, strong, burly, energetic, and perfect body: "Half a step, half a step!" I will be able to obtain the most perfect body of the Joestar family, and I will be completely integrated with me, and I will never be separated! ”

Dio, who has acquired a new weak body, has a hideous face, but is weak, helpless, and pitiful.

After resurrecting the four corpses as 'corpses', they continued to disguise themselves as a normal business tavern and did not attract the attention of the locals.

…

Leaning against the bar, Dior looked out the window at the gloomy gray lead clouds, with an indescribable sense of urgency. He didn't know if the weather was a sign of some kind of ominousness. Or is it a chance for him to escape?

Revenge on Autrand? He didn't dare to think about it anymore. When the other party was still human, he almost died. Now that monster has become a vampire like himself, Dio feels that he is no match in any way.

At the beginning, he had a golden lineup of two major sword masters, twelve Garter knights, and three thousand corpse cannon fodder. And now, he only has four old, weak, sick and disabled employees, and a Wen Fugui who has more than enough success and more failure.

Thinking of this, he felt a wave of despair and powerlessness in his heart.

The only way to escape!

Flee to Europe, where countless famous heroes and heroes in history are waiting to be revived. The warriors of Britain are so scarce, they are all waste snacks. He no longer believed that the history written by the British was all whitewashed and exaggerated. He needs to lie dormant for a while, and then he will come back and make a comeback.

"Wen Fugui, I'll give you a mission, to investigate the ship leaving London, I'm going to France, the sooner the better, it's best to leave tonight." Christian Dior made up his mind to say goodbye to the land where he was born and raised.

"Yes, my master."

The double-faced ace spy Wen Fugui looked at the clouds and hurried out of the gate.

He will never perfunctory Dior's assignment, and will complete it 100% wholeheartedly, but he also does not intend to go against Bai Lang's will, and will write all this down on paper and leave it in the agreed '125 Kings Road' apartment.

That's his philosophy of being a dog.

After Wen Fugui left, Dior was not idle. Although he is frustrated, decadent, and frightened, he is still the king of darkness, with good means and brains, in order to escape better and faster, he cannot sit still, but actively act to win for himself as much as possible.

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"Cloudy? That's nice! "After taking a break in the hotel, Bai Lang was also in a good mood after discovering that there was no sun in London today. He then rushed to the police station, successfully found the little police officer, and then met the senior police inspector.

"Mr. Alterande, why did you disappear for a while?" The other party asked dissatisfied.

"I have recently been living in the Joestar family's estate, solving a case of an adopted son who has taken the family property, and has been implicated in an even more terrible tragedy, and have not had time to return to London. You can ask Mr. George, or the local police officer, to find out why. And the case of the ripper, I have solved it, although you may not believe it, but he was really disposed of by me. Oh, this is the tool he used to commit crimes......"

Bai Lang was full of confidence at this time, not weak at all, and took out the pair of 'blue razors' for the other party to watch.

Perhaps because of the killing of a group of famous knights in history, Bai Lang was not only full of anger at this time, but also mixed the sense of oppression of vampires and the confidence brought by strong strength.

"Okay, I'll look into it. But you don't have enough evidence, and we don't recognize the Ripper's case. ”

Bai Lang nodded: "You're right, I'm not here for this." ”

"So what is Your Excellency here for?"

"Has there been a massive mysterious death in London lately? For example, the blood in the body of the deceased is sucked dry? The dead come back from the dead and die in the sun? Or was the tomb of an ancient nobleman stolen? ”

Hearing this, the sheriff's face was cloudy, and he eagerly asked, "What do you know?" ”

Bai Lang was deliberately alarmist and said mysteriously: "I know that the culprit of all this is back, back to London." He resurrected the heroes of history, the twelve Knights of the Garter. A new feast of death is coming. The previous evil consequences have been brewing for a while, and the nobles and the royal family are already very dissatisfied at this time, right? This is an opportunity for you to gain friendship all over London, from the nobility to the royal ...... if you can catch the murderer."

"Okay, let's go to the office and talk about it. I have here a bottle of cognac that you will love. ”

…

Bai Lang wasted two hours in the police commissioner's office, and finally barely gained trust, and soon someone cordoned off the dock area and began to search one by one, causing panic.

Wen Fugui also received the news, and was amazed that Bai Lang covered the sky with one hand, and the efficiency was so high; On the other hand, he silently completed the tasks at both ends, leaving information for Brother Lang, which brought bad news to Dior.

"Haunted fellow! Do you think I'm going to throw in the towel easily? Do you think you can find out if you block the dock? It's a dream! ”

Dio was also not idle this morning, and he now has a few more guards with guns. Although it is impossible to restore the pomp and circumstance of the 12 Knights of the Dark Round Table, what is there to be afraid of in the lockdown and isolation under the cooperation of the inside and the outside?

Today, the United Kingdom, with 80% of the earth's gross domestic product, has not completely improved the gold problem everywhere, but it is a veritable city where the sun never sets, the center of the world, the overlord of the earth, and the city of real gold.

And maritime trade is a top priority. The police's investigation can't stop the power of capital, and every day cargo ships leave the port, Dior can easily blend into any cargo ship and escape.

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Bai Lang doesn't know what means Dior will use? But he knew that the police's actions could only bring interference and delay the other party's plan, and he would definitely not be able to catch Dior. So you must take advantage of this last time to intercept, catch, and burn the opponent! Otherwise, this main quest can only end in failure.

So he followed the information provided by Wen Fugui and went to the area of the Brompton cemetery, but he didn't get anything.

In the afternoon, he found the apartment, and in a dusty room, he saw the letter left by Wen Fugui, and the corners of his mouth finally smiled.

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In the evening, the sky was dark and overcast, and raindrops were scattered in the air.

During the rainy season in October, it was extremely cold and the streets were sparsely populated, and Bai Lang, wearing a black trench coat, spur boots, and a hat, walked towards the tavern with loud footsteps in the drizzle.

Pushing the door in, the room is noisy, and there are many guests. The smell of alcohol and tobacco is mixed together, and it smells very unpleasant; The sound of playing cards, teasing, laughing, and noisy.

With the vampire's sensing ability, in addition to the 'heat source' on the seat, those bartenders and bartenders are cold, like walking corpses. It may be difficult for ordinary people to find out, but they can't hide it from Bai Lang.

When I looked around, I heard an inquiring voice, "What do you want, sir?" Warm up with a glass of whiskey? Or brandy, rum? ”

"A glass of brandy!" Throwing a shilling on the table, Bai Lang shook his long legs and sat on a high stool. Leaning back against the bar, he turned his upper body back and stared at the tavern.

Eventually, with an extremely eerie smile on his face, he stared at a figure with his head bowed and sweeping the floor.

"Come here!"

Brother Lang looked at the figure who was bending over and sweeping the floor, and suddenly spoke. However, the other party didn't hear it and continued to clean it carefully.

"Sir, Mary has a bit of a problem with her brain......"

"Come here!" As he spoke, Bai Lang threw another handful of coins in front of him, and then slapped the revolver on the table, and the scene was silent for a moment, and everyone gathered their prestige to watch how Bai Lang bullied and molested a young mentally handicapped blonde maid.

“…… Pass...... Come! ”

The girl who lowered her head and swept the floor trembled, took difficult steps, and walked over.

Bai Lang stretched out his hand, picked up the other party's chin, looked at the beautiful and bewitching face, and the slightly powdered face, as well as the big bangs that drooped, and exclaimed: "I was almost fooled by you, my Mary.dio.brandy girl!" ”

This genuinely beautiful girl in front of her is actually 'Mary' who has escaped for no more than a day. Dior. Brandy'!

☚ To Be Continued…… Referral Ticket