"Lalisa, I've finally found you."

"Oh, it was my dearest husband. It's just a pity that your old handsome wife, Larissa, is dead. Larisa didn't even look back, intending to leave.

"Why, we are obviously husband and wife, we are the people we love the most, why did we become what we are today. You know, I love you, and I am. Frankie Mill hurried forward and grabbed Larissa. Frankimir is a complete lover, although he has expressed his feelings for many women, but in his heart, these women are all he loves from the bottom of his heart. Yes, Frankimir loved many women at the same time, and Frankimir tried to start with them, but every time he saw them, he couldn't help but fall in love with them. Although Frankimir knew that he was a family man, he should be devoted to his wife and should not mess with flowers and grass outside. But with his handsome appearance and majestic figure, there will always be women who are willing to commit to him.

"You love me, when you are with other women, have you ever remembered that you love me. Don't talk to me about love anymore, I don't believe in love anymore, now what I love most is myself, I want to live for myself. Larissa finally turned her head and looked at Frank Mire with hatred.

"I'm sorry, Larissa, it's my fault, it's all my fault. If you want to beat me, maybe after venting, you will remember your love for me. Frankimir said as he kissed Larisa deeply on the soft lips.

"Let go of me, you bastard." Larissa struggled violently.

The man with glasses and the man standing on the side could only bow their heads in embarrassment, after all, this kind of husband and wife quarrel is better for outsiders to be less mixed.

"La Lisa. Can't you feel my love for you? Don't reject my love again, or don't refuse to admit that you love me. I don't want to see you like that. It makes me feel bad. Frankie Mill let go of Larissa.

Larissa was much calmer than she had been when she first met Franky Mill.

"Now that you've found your wife. Then we won't bother the two of you, let's leave it at that. The man with glasses covered his mouth with his hand, intending to leave.

"I'm sorry to make you two laugh. This is my wife, Larissa. Franky Mill introduced.

"What a beautiful lady, it's a pleasure to meet you." The man in glasses stretched out his pale right hand, bowed respectfully like a gentleman, and his gaze involuntarily fell on Lalisa's bloody hand.

Larisa ignored the man with glasses, and slowly pulled out a handkerchief from inside her clothes. He wiped the blood stains off his hands.

"Let's get out of here together, after all, there is such a big commotion, maybe the police will come over in a while." Frankimir said, looking at the man lying in a pool of blood.

"Wait a minute, you guys look." Just as the four of them were about to leave, the man in the black trench coat said to everyone.

Everyone looked in the direction of the black trench coat man's finger, and saw that the big man who was lying quietly on the ground just now actually stood up again and walked slowly towards everyone step by step.

The man in the black trench coat picked up the crossbow in his hand and cut it at the head of the big man, only to see that the head and body of the big man were quickly separated. After a while, the big man completely collapsed and couldn't get up again.

"Oh my God." Larisa looked at the big man in surprise.

"How is this possible, so much blood has been shed. I'll tell you that there's something weird about this town, and it must be a vampire who has the power to bring people back from the dead. Frank Mire said analytically.

"Not true. It can't be a vampire, he even has his heart hollowed out. The man in the black trench coat and the man with eyes said in unison.

"That's true. Those vampires and stuff like that, they just exist in legends. There is no such thing as a creature in real life. It must have been infected by some kind of virus, and this town is indeed quirky. Larissa said.

"How do you know it wasn't the vampires?" Frankimir asked, looking at the two men with a puzzled look.

"Because I agree, your wife, there can be no such thing as a vampire in this world." The man with glasses said.

"Because my crossbow doesn't lie, if it's a vampire, he'll be wiped out if he touches a silver bolt, but he doesn't." The man in the black trench coat said.

"What a joke, vampires are afraid of silver, that's just a legend. By the way, what are you called and what are you doing here? Larisa looks at the two unmasked men and asks you.

"You can call me Harumi, I'm from Hakodate." The man in the trench coat said politely.

"Constantine! I think you can see that I'm not Japanese, I'm from the Caucasus Mountains in Russia. The man with glasses said.

"You're Soviet?" Frankie Mill asked curiously.

"No, I have never had Soviet citizenship, after the end of the Russo-Japanese War, I became Japanese, so now I am Japanese, and in those days, the tsar had not yet been overthrown, and of course there was no Soviet."

"You really became a Japanese citizen after the Russo-Japanese War!" The three of them looked at Konstantin dumbfounded.

"Yes, what's wrong? I remember the exact time, it should be in the winter of 1905, when there were many Russian technicians from the Far East, many of whom became Japanese after the First World War. Konstantin said with a blank face, his face always bloodless in horror.

Although Konstantin was as white as a ghost, he looked like he was only in his thirties at most, not much older than Frank Mire or Qingming.

But if the Konstantin in front of him had been a Russian technician in 1905, then even if he was only eighteen years old at that time, he would have been seventy years old now, to say the least. But he couldn't have looked seventy years old.

What's more, eighteen-year-old mechanics are just ordinary workers, and there is no shortage of skilled workers in Japan. It is impossible for a hairy boy to gain international access so easily.

Larisa couldn't help but ask, "So at that time." I mean, how old were you in 1905? ”

Konstantin hesitated for a moment, then said thoughtfully: "I have no memory of how old I was at that time, and I must have used thirty-five years of age, just as I use now, but I remember very well that I was born in the year after Napoleon's invasion of Russia." ”

"What! You mean. You were born in, 1813 A.D.! Frankie Mire exclaimed incredulously.

Frankimir remembers very well that Napoleon invaded Russia on June 24, 1812, and that Constantine said that he was born in the year after Napoleon's invasion of Russia, which was apparently 1813 AD.

How could a person born in 1813 live to 1954, even if he really lived to 1954. At least it should be a bad old man who is more than a year old, how can he look only in his thirties, and he can't even be a hundred years old if he doesn't even have a single white hair. Unless there is a special reason.

From the very beginning, Frank Mire believed that this man with round copper eyes could not be an ordinary human at all. What a true vampire, and now it is learned that she was born in 1813. This made Frank Mire even more sure that the guy named Konstantin in front of him was even more sure. is indeed a vampire.

"Are you really a vampire?" Qingming asked suspiciously.

Frankimir stared at Konstantin with the same look of surprise.

Even Lalisa's face also showed an incredible look, as a doctor, she knew better than anyone else that it was impossible for a person born in that era to live until now, unless he opened it and said all lies, this guy could not be more than a hundred years old anyway.

Konstantin was looked at by their strange eyes, he only felt uncomfortable, his obviously shriveled lips, without any expression on his pure white face, twitched slightly, and then said to them in a gentle manner with a natural attitude: "You guessed right, I am indeed what you say you are feeling, but I never suck human blood, not even animal blood, I am a pure vegetarian, I almost never eat anything other than turnips and potatoes." ”

When everyone heard this, they were all dumbfounded. Frankimir and Harumi seemed to be convinced of this, as if there could be no other answer than this one, and this was their point of view, and in their opinion, the unquestionable point of view, that Konstantin in front of them was the legendary vampire.

Only Larisa is noncommittal, and in her opinion this is a joke at all, nothing more than a self-righteous paranoiac who wishfully believes that he was born in an era and sees himself as one of those immortal vampires, convinced that he must be a ghost wandering in the middle of the night.

Larisa is not dwarfed at all, this set of nonsense, but at the moment they don't have time to discuss it in more detail, because the big men who appeared in front of them are once again surrounded by them at this moment, and it seems that if they don't completely reject these guys, there will never be a time to stop, and this time they will never show mercy.

Although these big men are very strong against blows, and their strength is amazing, their movements are very clumsy, and they are also rare and strong opponents against them.

Frankimir and Larissa's abilities no longer need to be repeated, and Constantine, who calls himself a vampire, is even faster, and I can't help but think of Rose Louis, it seems that only his speed can catch up with the introduced Constantine, and even Frankimir and Larisa seem to be out of reach, which makes Frankimir even more dwarfed, Constantine is definitely a vampire.

As for that Qingming, his skills are not good, especially the silver crossbow in his hand, it is not just a crossbow, the bowstring is a sharp scimitar, the crossbow holder is a sharp battle axe, he does not have any special ability, but the fighting skills are absolutely first-class.

After a short period of fierce confrontation, those big men who didn't know the pain were finally completely knocked down and never got up from the ground, but even so, these big men never liked it from beginning to end, as if they really didn't know pain, they were born to be used as tools for fighting, and they didn't feel anything like the steel of the barracks.

In the face of the inexplicable physical state of these big men, everyone was extremely curious, this year they are definitely not zombies, and they have not become polluted beasts with a burnt smell all over their bodies, and their skin is also seriously scorched, and these guys are even more unlikely to be vampires, no vampire will stand like them, if they have to be something, then Frank Mire is more dwarfed, they may be werewolves, of course, this speculation is groundless, and Frank Miir does not think so, Because they are so far from the werewolves.

There are things that are running and more curious, so almost no one pays attention to those big men, and no one pays attention to what they are, what kind of virus these people have been infected with, so that they have become what they are now.

Now everyone's curiosity is focused on Konstantin, for anyone in this identity, vampires are undoubtedly a mysterious existence, whether people believe in its existence or not, but this legend has the potential to become a reality, money than anyone can be indifferent, they can't wait to know, about Konstantin, or about vampires.

"What the hell is going on?" Frankie Mill asked curiously.

"What's going on?" Konstantin asked quizzably.

"Of course you, were you born a vampire, or did you become a vampire later? If you were born vampires, were your parents also vampires? If you became a vampire later, why did you become a vampire? Frank Mire asked, confused.

"It's a long story, I wasn't born to comedy, I have my own family, my parents, my wife, my children, and my siblings, they're all normal, and I used to be like him. Of course, there is one exception to this, so why do you say you became a vampire. Konstantin said.

"Don't be so insinuating, they don't understand what you're saying. If you're a vampire, tell us what's going on. It's incredible, but we believe you're not as scary as you are, at least not until now, but either way, it's enough to shock us. Qingming interjected.

"It's a long story, I really don't know where to start." Konstantin said.

"Then start at the beginning, and I'll listen to you." Frankimir nodded. (To be continued.) )