Chapter 149: New Life

Nasus pressed his body against the wall, desperately trying to suppress his breathing...

If possible, he would rather he had never been to such a place and had never met that naughty devil.

What eternal life! What a great force!

Until now, he is still like an ordinary person, clenching the pistol pressed in the palm of his hand, waiting for the judgment of fate...

"Demons! Demon! Damn it! Damn it! ”

He chanted in a low voice that only he could hear, as if to vent, as if to pray.

…

Unfortunately, it is impossible for the gods of the night to favor him as a heretic.

"You're still running?"

Stepping on a pair of black high heels, on the other side of the wall, a shawl of long silver hair decorates the woman as if she is the goddess of the bright moon, arrogant and inviolable.

Of course, for the knowledgeable hunter, her scarlet eyes have revealed her identity as a vampire.

Ah, but don't get me wrong, even if they can see through the identity of the monster, it doesn't mean they have the courage to find this monster... The name of the Hell Inspector is definitely enough to intimidate the night except for a few famous vampire hunting traps!

… Under the moon, the backlit beauty has a plump figure and a charming waist, and even the voice has a certain unique beauty, but at this moment, where does Nasus have the heart to appreciate any so-called beauty? The click, click, click, footsteps were like stepping on his heart step by step, as if his heart was going to be crushed in the next second!

…

Just give up. And then killed by the other party?

No!

Nasus, who was middle-aged, curled up his body a little tighter - if he hadn't been cheated out of all his savings by that slut, how could he have been reduced to a person who was tormented by injuries, and he didn't look like a human being. To the point where ghosts don't look like ghosts? He wants revenge, he wants to kill that and that little white face!

He wants to live with his sons and daughters!

So. He willingly became a vampire, abandoning faith and everything, abandoning sunshine and Allah, and finally having the power he has now. He's already given so much, so he has long had no way back...

Don't explode in silence, die in silence!

With the last of his courage, he pressed his pistol against the wall and finally pointed viciously at the place where the woman was about to appear...

"Bang!!"

The sudden thud was not the roar of a bullet... Unfortunately, a cursed sword shot from behind pierced the palm of Nasus' spear-holding hand. Then they were nailed to the wall at the same time.

"Ahh …”

The screams started at once, but suddenly stopped.

Poor vampire, even to death, he didn't see who took his life.

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At the end of Cross Street, there is a garden-like bungalow that appears to be inhabited by a young couple - the husband appears to be a well-known general practitioner, and the wife is his right-hand man.

Perhaps because they were too busy at work, the two often went out to work overtime, and neighbors usually only met them on street corners on starry nights. Then exchange a good-natured smile.

Ah, by the way, every morning the man here hangs his laundry in his yard... Whenever this happens, young girls who live nearby will look forward to Ai Ai leaning on the window and peeking - even if the two of them are happy. The relationship is also very happy, but this still can't stop the girls from being fascinated by that charming face.

…

"The pay this time is very small..."

Sitting in the living room, Angel held her chin for more than ten years. She has become a great beauty, and she still retains some of the habits of her childhood - obviously there is no shortage of household resources at present, but for commissions. But she's still willing to take care of it.

Hah, though. But few employers dare to bargain with her.

They always come to this devil of devils with trepidation, and then they turn in every coin in their pockets with the stern restraint of the new housewives...

Shhhh

Therefore, Kars, who was dressed casually, picked up the tea he had specially obtained from the Celestial Empire and took a sip after shutting down the complaints that had already reached his mouth, and then replied in a tone as calm as possible.

"It's okay, we don't have to pay rent, so that's more than enough."

He was sure that he hadn't even twitched his eyelids when he said this, but Angel, who was sitting across from him, frowned.

"I always think it's rude that you're thinking about something."

“… You're too careful. "Terrible intuition!

The woman didn't mean to let Kars go, but after staring at him for a while, she quickly regained her previous noble appearance.

"Alright then, tomorrow we're going to buy Lancôme's new skincare products."

“… No problem. ”

"Then your fishing gear will probably have to wait until next month."

"Of course!" Although very unwilling...

"Any questions?"

"Nope..."

Raising the newspaper in his hand a little higher, until it obscured the other man's piercing gaze, Kars finally took a good breath and calmed down for a while—this was the end of the one-day financial review.

…

Ha, that's right. This is nothing more ordinary, like the life of an ordinary couple is Kars and Angel's daily routine now - except for the part where they occasionally work overtime, most of the time they tacitly choose to hibern, by the way, dealing with some historical problems that normal people can't solve...

"Oh, by the way, the postman delivered a registered letter today."

As if suddenly remembering something, Angel pulled out a white envelope from under the dresser at her hand, with only the recipient's address written on it.

"Is it another commission?"

Kars, who had finished his last job the night before, shook his head a little sadly, and now he didn't want to get involved in these events for the time being.

"As long as the price is right."

Contrary to the male host, Angel raised her chin high, and although she was already tall, she still exuded an unquestionable aura.

… Don't pretend to be a husband and wife, brother and sister are completely enough!

Kars, who now regretted this, obviously did not take his complaints seriously, he resigned himself to his fate, took the belief, and then dismantled it casually.

However, when he noticed the sender's name, he put away the nonchalance he had been having.

…

The letters came from London, and even the paper was the kind he was most familiar with, and at the end of the letters, the beautiful flowers outlined the figure of a young man with whom he had met several times.

Ah, he's supposed to grow up now, right? What should the once powerful and dashing Grim Reaper look like now?

- Walter? C?Dennis! (To be continued......)