So, in the midst of the stunned group of thugs, the little white face in front of him turned into Superman, and beat them to the ground with three strokes and five divisions, and begged for mercy on his knees.

But Bank, who was scolded for being poor, was an angry man, so he ignored their pleas for mercy, but fortunately, anger began in his heart, and evil arose to the side of his guts, and in an alley where no one was, he ordered the gangsters to wash their necks one by one.

The frightened eyes of the thugs, their red necks (the skin was about to be washed off), did not awaken Bank's compassion in the slightest, and sucked them into human dryness one by one.

Banker was just kidding that group of thugs, with the strength and reaction speed of most of the unit of Captain America, how could he be afraid of just a few thugs and two knives.

However, when the bubbling hot blood entered Bank's mouth, Bank also discovered an unexpected joy, that is, this fresh blood was being transformed into the power of his bloodline recovery.

Since discovering this, the gangsters on several nearby streets have become his mobile blood bank.

Today's Bank feels that the power of his bloodline has been restored to the extent that the viscount is infinitely close to the earl, that is, from the original D-class bloodline, to the current D+ level, which is roughly equivalent to Captain America.

And with the improvement of the power of the bloodline, there is more sufficient blood energy, which can be used by Bank, and he has also developed a move that can briefly use the blood count for three minutes, that is, the C-level power.

This move at the bottom of the isobaric box naturally has a great name, which is called by Bank...... Transfiguration.

But as soon as those three minutes pass, although it is not as good as the plot in the novel movie, it will be physically exhausted or the muscles and veins will be broken, but its own strength will also fall to the bottom, although it is still no problem to beat two or three Schwarzeneggers, but any person can clean him up with an M4.

And Vampire Maniac Bank. Lanloster, after countless non-clinical trials, found that those who are physically strong provide him with far more energy than those who are weak.

In short, if you go to suck one Schwarzenegger, maybe it will help you restore the strength of the bloodline more than you suck ten Hawking.

No, in order to complete the ideal of the arrival of the ancestor of the blood clan as soon as possible, Bank has long been in the timeline, since sucking one Schwarzenegger can be worth ten Hawking, what about a Hulk or an abomination?

As Bank pondered how to steal some of the abominable blood from under the military's nose, Peggy spoke, "I don't recommend that the master think about those ideals now, our immediate goal is just ...... It's just how to fill the belly, and if it goes on like this, the dog will ......"

Speaking of which, Peggy was stunned because she saw Colberrow lying in the doorway.

Well, the dogs are indeed better off than all of them, and this one day's dog food is enough for her and her owner to eat one dish and one soup for two days.

"What's wrong with the dogs? Dogs also have animal protection laws, there are laws to follow, law enforcement must be strict, I tell you, don't just take dogs as an example! ”

Colberrows, who was still basking in the sun at the door just now, heard Peggy's words, his ears pricked up, he raised his head suddenly, and said to Peggy angrily.

Although it is a Shar Pei, Colberos has grown a pit bull appearance, looking fierce, nearly a meter tall body far more than other small and medium-sized dogs, and the black and brown hair looks very powerful.

"Go on your stomach, watch your door, and interject."

Peggy turned her head and yelled at Colberros, you can't do without your dog food every day, except for basking in the sun all day, you can only kidnap the little, and you don't need to eat instant noodles, why do you have so many mouths.

Hearing Peggy say that he was guarding the door, Colberos was not happy and retorted, "Why can't you say that?" What else to see? I tell you, dogs also have dog rights, you can't arbitrarily deprive a dog of the right to speak, and not every dog is the same as a gatekeeper, you are an insult to the dog's character, I can sue you, you little bat with mixed blood. ”

Colberrow looked dismissive.

"What did you say?!"

The anger behind Peggy's back is three feet high, and Bank can feel a scorching wave of fire coming over him as he lies on the couch and looks at the playboy.

"I'm talking about you, a little bat." Colberrow stuck out his tongue and lay on the ground, looking at Paige with disdain.

"What about you, you full old whore, vile and strong. Traitors, except for the strong. What else would you do when you rape a little? Peggy retorted angrily.

"Snort."

Colberrow sneered disdainfully, "You can say that this dog is suave and uninhibited, but you must not say that I am strong. Traitors, those who are with me...... The little who mate are all willing by you. ”

Peggy, who was called a miscellaneous blood, was obviously enraged, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and said coldly: "Are all hellish creatures like you, what do you eat in hell that grows up, sticky, milky white liquid?" You lowly watchdog who has been a janitor since hell. ”

In myths and legends, the three-headed dog is the guardian of the gates of hell, but I don't know why, Colberth is very special and very hateful to say that he is a guard dog, so like a cat with its tail stepped on, ah no, it's a dog, Colberrow stood up suddenly, made a look like he was about to bite, and grinned:

"You're not asking me anything but strong. What else would a do? Let me tell you, lowly old virgin, mixed blood female bat, Colberrow will still ...... Slaughter and destruction! ”

As he spoke, a mouthful of thick phlegm ...... Ahem, it was hellfire, and it spewed out of Colberrose's mouth, like lava pouring up from hell, hot and sticky.

"Smack."

Eventually, Bank couldn't take it anymore and waved his hand to emit a stream of almost transparent blood-red energy, disintegrating the hellfire and punching Colberth on the head with a punch.

Banker shouted, "Get down! ”

You say you're noisy, and you still want to demolish my store? Dog food for you for nothing?

Colberrow lay down indignantly, and covered his head with his dog's paws, and whispered indignation: "Just because I slept in the same bed with her, you stupid master, you unhelpful idiot master, will one day be pitted into hell by this old virgin, and then it will be my territory!" ”

"What did you say?" Bank looked at Colberrows and scrutinized.

"Whew, nothing ......"

The paws of the dog that Colberrose covered his head gradually slid until he covered his eyes and lay on the ground, finally honest.

"The host ......"

Peggy hugged her father with teary eyes, ah no, it's the master.

As Peggy, who is nearly thirty years old, under the influence of the blood bloodline, not only has a more bewitching appearance than before, but also a full royal sister.

But for Bank, since the day she was "assimilated" by Bank, she has had a kind of blood attachment and obedience to Bank.

In the terminology of the blood clan, Banker can be called her "father", so she will naturally and unpretentiously make this picture in front of Bank, and her daughter is wronged.