Chapter 353 is not sensible (ask for subscription)

But soon, Lan Ze found that something even more sad was about to happen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Because there is no electricity in the villa, Nick wants to leave the villa to experience the nightlife of London, or he needs to find a place with sufficient power and Wi-Fi.

So at night there was only Lan Ze alone in the villa.

No, maybe there's Kewen, who knows?

Maybe that weird vampire will never come back after he leaves.

At midnight, the villa was empty, and Lan Ze was alone.

There is no electricity, the whole villa is pitch black, in the empty hall, Lan Ze sits on a chaise longue, in the fireplace next to him, the roaring flame burns the wood, and from time to time there is a firecracker sound, but this flame provides a few lights for the entire villa.

A book of poetry and prose to pass the time, a cup of bitter coffee for a refreshing moment, and a slender pipe.

Lan Ze felt that this was probably why Nick would rather go outside and live a chaotic nightlife than live in a villa with Lan Ze.

In Nick's words, yes

Damn, I'm in the prime of life now, not the kind of grandfather who is dying, and I don't need this kind of too comfortable old age.

Lie by the fireplace, read poetry and prose, drink a cup of coffee and smoke two pipes.

I'm a thanksgiving!

This kind of life, or when you are too old to drive a car, let's experience it again.

Besides, it's summer, and it's not snowy winter outside, baking a fireplace? You're not sick in the head, are you?

For Nick's evaluation, Lan Ze felt hurt.

But I have to reflect on my heart, is it really old?

is obviously full of vitality, but this heart, like an old man in his twilight years, has no vitality at all.

Perhaps, you should also go out and experience the chaotic nightlife?

But after thinking about it, I still forget it.

I don't want to wait for the future, because my private life is too chaotic and cause family conflicts.

Besides, according to human standards, his age is really an old man.

In this way, the time reached twelve o'clock in the morning, the clock on the wall rang twelve, Lan Ze closed the book, stretched, knocked off the ash in the pipe, and prepared to go to bed.

Unfortunately, at this time, the door rang.

Someone knocking on the door? Twelve? Who will it be? Nick? Or Curwen?

Lan Ze didn't know, and he didn't bother to guess, he would know when he opened the door anyway.

It's just that after Lan Ze pushed the door open, a thick, fluffy arm with sharp claws, with a whistling wind, slapped Lan Ze's face fiercely.

At this moment, Lan Ze's lazy eyes instantly sharpened.

The other party's claws are swung very fast and powerful, if it is an ordinary person, a slap on the head, even if it is not blown into pieces, but at least it will not be able to keep a complete head.

Of course, if the other party retains seven or eight points of strength, and at the moment before it touches his head, he relies on absolute strength to suppress the inertia, and this slap is at most a scare and scare person.

But obviously, the other party does not have that strength, and the owner of this claw uses all his strength at the moment when he swings his claw, whether it is speed or strength, he is going all out.

As soon as you make a move, you go all out, does this mean that you want your own life?

When did London become so chaotic?

Someone dared to come to their doorstep to spread wild?

I haven't come back for 20 years, what cats and dogs dare to come to my door to call?

Lan Ze's cold eyes flashed with thick self-deprecation.

The left foot taps the earth, with the right foot as the axis, and the fingers of the left hand are clenched to form a fist hammer, and the light body rotates, and Lan Ze's fist hammer crosses a black light.

With a click, the furry arm seemed to have been struck by a real hammer, except for the tough fur on the surface, the inside of the arm, whether it was muscles, meridians, or bones, all turned into powder at this moment.

A terrible howl came out of the other's mouth.

The right hand is stretched out, and the five fingers are put together, like a sharp sword.

Tear~~

Ever heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting meat? It's this very soft, faint hiss.

Pulling out the palm of his hand from the opponent's chest and gently pushing, this huge furry figure roared, and the huge body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The limbs twitched, doing the last struggle, the other party's eyes still had a trace of pain and confusion, as if he didn't understand why he didn't do anything, he was already dying, blood gushed out of the other party's chest, like a fountain, quickly stained the earth,

Taking out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping his hands, and throwing the handkerchief on the other party's dead body, Lan Ze looked indifferently at the huge werewolf-like creature on the ground.

Turning around, Lan Ze closed the door indifferently, and his face once again returned to his previous laziness.

It's just a dead dog, it's dead if it's dead, it's not a big deal, Lan Ze's face is very calm, there is no discomfort at all, if it is before the change, a look can make him become powder.

Nothing to say all night, last night, Lan Ze slept very sweetly, woke up early in the morning, wearing a blue nightgown, holding coffee in his left hand, holding a pipe in his right hand, Lan Ze walked out of the room with a lazy face, this dress, seriously, if you don't care about Lan Ze's young face, from the point of view of demeanor, it really looks like an old man in his seventies and eighties.

Walking down the stairs, Lan Ze glanced at Nick's room, this guy hasn't come back yet, it doesn't matter, whatever, as long as he doesn't die.

The body of the dog's head at the door is gone, and if it's gone, it's gone, maybe it was taken away by wild dogs, maybe it was handed over to the state by well-wishers, and it has nothing to do with itself anyway.

On the way downstairs, Lan Ze bumped into Ke Wen.

The devil knows where this kid went to play last night, and he was scarred again, his face was pale, and he looked so empty that he couldn't do it.

Looking at the half cup of coffee left in his hand, Lan Ze shook his hand, and the coffee splashed on Ke Wen's face.

What does it feel like to be woken up from a deep sleep?

Lan Ze didn't know, because his sleep had always been healthy, and no one dared to disturb him.

But from Ke Wen's face, Lan Ze could see that this feeling must be uncomfortable.

Putting down the cup, Lan Ze took a puff of his pipe and looked at the bruises and purple scars on Ke Wen's body: "Beaten?" ”

Ke Wen wanted to get angry, but looking at Lan Ze, who was lazy and harmless to humans and animals, as if he had thought of something, Ke Wen shuddered, took a deep breath, and nodded honestly.

Lan Ze touched his chin and looked at Ke Wen's frightened look: "You handled that dog head last night?" ”

The werewolf that Lan Ze killed last night was indeed handled by Ke Wen, Ke Wen didn't know very well how Lan Ze killed the werewolf, but from the soft and noodle-like arm, as well as the damage from a blow through the heart, Ke Wen came to a fact that he didn't dare to admit, this werewolf was killed in seconds, and judging from the fact that there were no traces of fighting on the ground, this werewolf was killed quite simply.

Kill a werewolf in seconds? If Ke Wen is given a powerful enough weapon, coupled with the fact that the werewolf is defenseless, Ke Wen can also do it, but there is absolutely no way to kill a werewolf as lightly as Lan Ze.

Killing a werewolf, killing a werewolf in an instant, and killing a werewolf in an instant are two completely different situations.

Killing a werewolf means that you are stronger than a werewolf.

Killing a werewolf in seconds means that you are much stronger than a werewolf.

And the instant killing of werewolves, which can be understated, means that your strength is much stronger than that of werewolves.

This made Ke Wen more and more jealous of Lan Ze.

Facing Lan Ze's question, Ke Wen, who couldn't figure out Lan Ze's thoughts, thought about it carefully, and said tentatively: "I'm afraid it will cause some unnecessary trouble, so I'll deal with it." ”

Lan Ze didn't think that Ke Wen would think so much, and he didn't care what Ke Wen thought, Lan Ze cared about whether this werewolf was deliberately attracted by Ke Wen, and from the other party's eyes, Lan Ze came up with an answer, this answer made Lan Ze very satisfied, nodded approvingly, Lan Ze patted Ke Wen's shoulder: "Very good, I'll clean up later, go out with me." ”

"Get out?" Ke Wen was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "It's too dangerous, right?" ”

Lan Ze waved his hand indifferently: "That's my business, you just follow me." By the way, you're familiar with London, right? ”

Ke Wen hesitated for a moment and nodded: "It's quite familiar." ”

"Very good," Lan Ze was very satisfied with the other party's answer, touched his chin, and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, Lan Ze shook his head and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes: "I really don't understand, why are some people just ignorant?" ”