"Hey, is it Kobayashi?" An old voice came from the phone, from the intelligence information on the western side of the continent......

"Is it Daddy?" Linga's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had been shouting for a long time, or because he hadn't replenished his water: "What, did you find any news?" ”

"Let's not talk about that, you're sweeping up those vampires right now?" Daddy asked.

"This ...... Isn't it taken for granted? Linga casually stuck the pale justice on the ground and said, "After all, the guy related to George is among all this garbage." ”

With a "bang", blood gushed from the arteries in the throat. Linga held the hilt of the greatsword in one hand, spinning it at will, letting the blade sink into the throat of the vampire on the ground, churning the trachea, blood vessels, blood spraying into the air, and his trouser legs.

Under the demon-slaying nature of silverware, the vampires were also stripped of their "vitality", and spontaneously combusted into fine black ash in the air.

"Huh" Linga spat on the ground and asked the dad on the other end of the phone, "What's the matter, dad, have you found any clues?" The antique that corresponds to George and suddenly wakes up. ”

"Although I told you that little George fell into a coma because some vampire who had a grudge with his family woke up from a long slumber," Daddy's voice became a little hurried, "but this must not be the weak vampire who stole in the alleys of the streets. ”

"I don't need to say it, anyone can guess that you must be covered in blood now......"

Lin Jia looked at the newly renovated decoration next to him, which has now been repainted, and defended: "What's the matter, it's just that I accidentally cut a few major arteries when I was dealing with it, how can I have so much time to think about protecting the surrounding environment when I do it." ”

"You guy, you know who your target is, right, with your temper, in order not to alarm the group of high-level vampires that may exist, so just find those who are not strong to vent their temper, with the strength that you can wield a big sword and chop a baseball with a weight, it's not difficult to chop these guys into sticks and ask questions, right? Let me guess, are these blood scum begging you for mercy, but you are deaf to them and still using your sword to make them more miserable? Daddy's voice made Lin Jia's sword movements pause: "Lin Jia, can you calm down, your big moves in the past few days have even received news from my side, do you really want to be angry with Daddy?" ”

Linga put his sword down and said, "Daddy, I'm sober, I'm not carried away by the anger, it's just a ploy, a way to get some fast food network laid out in New York to the surface. ”

"What, fast food network?" The dad on the other end of the phone was a little confused: "What does the fast food network have to do with these vampires?" ”

"Dad, you don't care about this, let's talk about what clues you found" Lin Jia hurriedly diverted the topic and brought this increasingly crooked topic back on track.

"Oh, look at Daddy's brain, I almost forgot about it," Daddy said at the other end, "The only thing that can solve Little George's problems is the legendary horse charm that cures all diseases." ”

"Charms?" Linga vaguely felt that this word was somewhat familiar, and hurriedly asked, "Then where is this charm now, do you want me to take little George back to San Francisco......

"Listen to Daddy," Daddy interrupted Linga's question loudly, and then continued in a low voice, "The legend is what it means...... Daddy doesn't have this charm either......"

"What's the use of mentioning this, Dad, you should think of a way."

"There is a way, although there is no charm" Dad was confident at this time, and only listened to him say: "I specially checked the vampires related to Jonathan, although the history is long and rare, but in the end there is only one person who can be targeted, that is called Dio Brando, a vampire born in East London in 1867, and he first appeared in Jonathan's family history in 1880, that is, when he was thirteen years old, as the adopted son of Jonathan's family. ”

"The Jonathan family was originally a British gentleman family, and you know this, you also received part of the Jonathan's family inheritance at that time, which was an antique from almost three hundred years ago" The old father joked on the phone: "If you give it to me, you can't say that the money you owe me will be paid in two." ”

"It's George's, I don't have the right to resell it, you might as well ask her, I think she'll be happy to do it, but she has to wake up......"

"Okay, okay, I'll continue," Daddy pulled back and continued: "The history of Jonathan's family had a one-year gap after seven years, and during that time, George Joestar I, the name of a foreigner, was like this, and often had the same name, but little George and her ancestor had the same name, but it was very compatible, because the Joestar family had been gentlemen for generations......"

"Daddy......"

"Okay, good, Daddy continued, young people just don't have patience...... Joestar I died that year, and then Dio Brando's record faded with it, but later, the name kept appearing, in 1888 in the town of Knights of the Winds, in 1889 in the Atlantic, and in 1983 in Cairo, Egypt...... Just like Little George's current severe high fever, people have to suspect that this is another time, belonging to the fate of the Joestar family. ”

"Wait, wait, Daddy, what are you trying to say about such a lot of drama-like stuff all of a sudden" Linga was confused, he didn't understand why Daddy would drag this thing back more than two hundred years ago: "I'm almost confused by you. ”

"Then you'd better go back quickly and make sure that little George has the birthmark of the star on his back" Daddy's voice was a little low: "If so, then call me again." ”

After saying that, Daddy hung up the phone.

"Hey, Daddy?" Ringa's brows furrowed, and with a slight twist of his feet, his body had already turned one hundred and sixty degrees, imprinting his right leg on the vampire who was trying to sneak up on him from behind. Due to his strong learning ability, the high intensity of slaughter in the past few days has made the body accustomed to subconsciously whipping the leg with spiral strength, and before it can be tortured and killed, the entire head of this vampire who has not yet distinguished the male and female has been torn into pieces.

Looking at the body that fell to the ground, the slightly undulating chest should be ...... Wait a minute, what the hell is the protrusion under the crotch. Is the excitement of death really refreshing?

With a sword to finish her (him), Linga left the barroom on the basement floor, and galloped away in the streets of New York City, where the Rist was still lively in the night.