Evaluating a person's status through their clothing seems to have become synonymous with first impressions in this copper-smelling world. Who would have imagined that a person with noble manners and clothes would do the work of male thieves and female prostitutes behind his back?

So under the light of well-dressed and titles, how many unknown secrets are often covered? Originally, I thought that I helped Menma, the demon god, get a 'prophet', but when this demon god came, it would definitely be a blessing. But who would have thought that damn black man would be able to go to hell alone and become a knight that Lucifer would admire? Alone in hell can also return safely, so that Bappa. Midnay was in the limelight for a while.

Marcile regretted that he hadn't dug out the's heart in the first place. Now I have to hide in Tibet. Fortunately, the hundreds of years of life of vampires allowed Marciel to accumulate a lot of wealth. In Marshall's mind, that must be strong if he can come back alive from hell, and with his current reputation, if he entangles a group of bounty hunters to come to revenge, he will only have to run away. But fortunately, that is an ordinary person after all, how long can ordinary people live? Even if he can live for fifty years, fifty years is just a matter of sleep for him.

The Colt Inn is the property of a descendant of Marsill's men. And it's Las Vegas, where dragons and snakes are mixed. Hiding here, I'm sure the dead won't be found. However, the thing that worries Marcier is that he does not dare to hunt for food during this time for fear of revealing his whereabouts, but does each nobleman have hundreds of descendants? Let the descendants send the captured woman over.

The Colt Hotel was renovated and a 600-square-metre space was excavated under the cellar, and the descendant had renovated the chamber because of Marsiel's arrival. The floors are covered with handmade Turkish carpets, and even oil paintings are hung on the walls. Medieval sofas and furniture show the owner's taste. The crystal chandelier on the top is luxurious. But the extravagant decoration was horrifying against the pile of withered female corpses in the corner.

The look of horror remained on the distorted face. Each corpse was gray and pale, with two holes in the neck stained with a circle of dried black blood.

After sucking human blood, Marcile half-lay on the couch, feeling the pleasure in his head, a feeling more refreshing than anything else, like a high-end addict. The pores of the mixed body are all exhilarating. Glancing at Spiro, who was eating a steak, the rickety dark wizard. This guy is also afraid of Bappa. Midnay's pursuit, so he hid with himself in this place where he didn't see the light of day. But at this time, this Spiro is eating a steak beautifully. Because when the women who had been sucked by themselves did not die for a while, Spiro, the dark wizard, would use the ring on his hand to devour those souls in exchange for a long life.

Marcile licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to Spiro, "Your Excellency Spiro! If you and I had turned back and dug out that's heart, we wouldn't have to be so embarrassed now... Huh"

Chewing on the bloodshot steak in his mouth, Spiro opened his cloudy eyes and smiled helplessly, "Although I am a wizard, there is only one potion in this world that I can't configure!" That's regret medicine. Who would have imagined that?"

Marcile stretched. The open neckline can see the tight muscles, the meticulous black hair, at this time casually drooping, bangs slightly covering the eyes, if this decadent appearance is seen by those noble ladies and celebrities, they will definitely scream.

"But it doesn't matter, time is just a number for you and me. I don't see the light of day here, but I have delicious blood to taste. Isn't it nice that you have a young soul to absorb? Marcile said indifferently. After saying that, he walked towards his sarcophagus. Pushed open the lid of the coffin and lay in. Spiro also lay down on the couch after eating the steak and pretended to sleep.

Although there is no freedom, at least life is comfortable, isn't it? Spiro and Marcel, the two dark creatures who helped Menma rob the Prophet, are now notorious. Equivalent to the enemy of all Western bounty hunters. But fortunately, whether it is a vampire or a dark wizard who can use soul sacrifices in exchange for life, their lifespan is not Bapa. Midnay can be compared.

The idea is full, but the reality is the backbone, just as the two well-fed vampires and the dark wizard are sleeping peacefully. There was a loud 'boom'. The secret door of the cellar was violently smashed open. Marshall, who was lying in the sarcophagus, jumped up at once. Spiro, who was pretending to sleep, was also hurriedly on guard.

'Click-click' The sound of a woman's high heels colliding with a stone surface came from inside the passage. The secret chamber beneath this cellar was hidden, but it was now a cage from which there was no escape. Marcile looked serious, the nails of his hands popping out from between his fingers, and two fangs peeking out of his lips. Spiro also rubbed the ten rings in his hand. Prepare to summon wraiths.

After that scene with Bappa. Midnay's fight made Spiro and Marcile work more tightly together. Spiro, a dark wizard, uses wraiths and carrion to contain enemies, while Marshall, who is known for his speed, uses his quick body and claws to tear his prey apart.

"Hehe, lewd vampires and dark wizards will really enjoy it, this place is good!" With the crisp voice of the yellow warbler, a woman in a red trench coat appeared in front of Spiro and Marcel, the large sunglasses covered most of the woman's face, but the white neck and seductive red lips looked so charming. The bumpy figure is wrapped in a red trench coat, and people can't help but want to find out. The ten-centimeter high heels make the woman in front of her look tall.

"Humph! Who are you? We don't seem to have a holiday with you! Marcile said coldly.

Spiro was also on guard, with his own strength, he couldn't see the depth of the other party, this is the most terrifying, except for the faint and cold aura on his body, the others are just like ordinary people.

Nissa slowly took off her sunglasses and looked at the pile of gray corpses in the corner, and a wave of anger rose in her heart, these vile and vicious vampires used those human girls as food of their choice. I remembered that sad memory in my mind, didn't I see these piles of female corpses in Dracula's secret room? The tragic death of her father once again haunts Nissa.

A grim smile appeared at the corner of Nissa's mouth, "We didn't have a holiday, but someone paid me to catch you two!" ”

Marcile heard that the other party had come for money. I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, since I can kill people for money. As long as there are enough chips, she can kill her employer instead, and the woman in red in front of her gives herself a feeling of depression, so Marcel, the vampire marquis who has always been arrogant, did not make a move.

"Your Excellency's strength, isn't it within reach of you to want money? There are two things in our blood clan that mortals can't compare, the first is longevity, and the second is wealth! How much money did your employer pay? I'm out double! Marcile said in a deep voice.

Spiro, who was originally nervous, also relaxed. A master naturally has the dignity of a master. A person who has been bought by worldly money, even if he is strong, cannot help but be despised by his opponents.

Hearing the other party's bid, Nissa shook her head slightly, as if she was not satisfied with the other party's price.

Seeing the other man shaking his head, Marcel spoke again, "Ten times!" If you kill that employer, I can pay ten times the price!" ”

"Hahaha... Ten times? Do you know how much that miser spent on me for help? Nissa held out a finger as she spoke.

Spiro said disdainfully, "Even if it's a million, what about ten million?" ”

"That's right! What if it's 10 million? I'll pay you $100 million! Marcile said proudly. Riches for vampires. It's just a number in the bank, which aristocrat is not worth billions? And that's not even counting the case of those antiques that can't be estimated. Vampires who have witnessed several dynasties. There are a lot of treasures in my hands. Take out any of them, they are all rare treasures. can spend 100 million US dollars to get rid of this woman who can't see the depth, Marcile is naturally happy.

"You two aren't worth that much in your lives, Bappa. That from Midnay just paid the price of a box of cigars and asked me for help! Nissa said happily.

Marcile and Spiro immediately knew that they had been tricked, and Spiro rubbed the rings on both hands. There was a buzzing sound, words were in the mouth, and the gems of each ring reflected the faces of fear, 'Woo woo woo...' A ghost cry wolf howled with a puff of black smoke. Hide yourself and Marsiel's form. The batwings on Marshall's back also tore through his shirt, ready to use his speed advantage to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.

"As the chatter said, one sneaky, one sneaky! You two are a perfect match! Nissa said dismissively.

Nissa's heel stomped lightly on the ground, and with what seemed to be an incomparably light movement, there was a loud explosion, and a red phantom disappeared into the black mist.

Marcile didn't have time to surprise the other party's speed, and he already felt the power in his lower abdomen as if he had been hit by a locomotive spread throughout his body. 'Poof' Marcile opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, bright red blood mixed with the scraps of internal organs. It feels like the lower abdomen is going to be pierced by this punch. With great force, Marciel slammed directly into the wall. 'Bump...', and Marcier's whole body was embedded in the wall. Immediately after Spiro's scream, the black fog gradually dissipated. The two hands full of gemstone rings fell to the ground, and their wrists seemed to have been severed by sharp blades, and blood gushed from the smooth wounds.

'Click-Click' Nissa walked up to Spiro with a seductive hip flap and glanced at the vampire embedded in the wall as if remembering something, "That's right! Bhapa. Midnay said that wizards can also chant incantations. Kindness!! It's better to be careful. "As he spoke, he reached out and pinched Spiro's chin, with a slight force. The sound of bones shattering was heard, and Spiro's jaw was crushed by Nissa.

Marcel, who was embedded in the wall, was also pulled out by Nissa, and even if the vampire has a strong recovery ability, it is impossible for the broken arm to regenerate, right? Sharp nails cut off Marcel's limbs. These two characters who have been in power for many years were packed into the car by Nissa. (To be continued......)

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