The night under the stars was originally silent, but the indulgence of the people lit up the night sky like torches.

The brightly lit tavern was punctuated by the occasional gruffy man laughing, interspersed with the occasional obscene swearing. The drunk, who had drunk too much, slumped crookedly on the table, his dirty hands still holding on to the cup.

Although the night is rough, it is still beautiful.

Baron Harry Potter had a perfect night out, women and an all-night of indulgence, and he was ready to enjoy the thrill, but an uninvited guest in a cloak ruined everything.

"Baron Harry Potter, there are five prostitutes who died at your hands, and there are some cases of missing children that have something to do with you, am I right?" the silver-haired man said to himself, ignoring the baron's angry expression.

"What if I did it, in my territory, the lives of these untouchables are my assets, why should I use my own assets!" snarled Baron Harry Potter, who came out unarmed, or would have done it a long time ago. But then again, who would go to a brothel with a weapon?

The only weapon that could be used in such a place was the telescopic spear, but it seemed difficult to use it to take down this presumptuous tall man.

"Kind of makes sense. Unexpectedly, the silver-haired man nodded, but his next words beat Harry Potter's heart like ice cubes, "You have the right to deprive them of their lives, but bloodsucking is not within these ways of killing, and the "Precepts" have long stipulated that direct bloodsucking is forbidden, and it violates the code of the blood clan, and it will naturally be punished." ”

Baron Harry Potter's face turned ugly: "You are the enforcer of the Bloodline?"

The man pulled down the cloak that covered his face, and his cold blood pupils shone with a blinding red glow: "First meeting, Baron Harry Potter, my name is Vlad Cepersi, to carry out your punishment. ”

There was an invisible pressure in Vlad's eyes, and from the moment he identified himself, there was a faint coolness in the air, which was like a scythe of death passing past you, and although there was no real damage, the thrilling feeling was enough to destroy the opponent's mind.

This is a substance of murder.

Harry Potter felt that his throat was a little dry, and he used to feel this way, he would have the urge to suck blood, but today he not only didn't want to suck blood, but also looked forward to whether he could shed a little less blood.

"Lord Earl, this is the first time I have touched the precepts, and I hope you will forgive me. Baron Harry Potter leaned down, a smirk on his face.

"After sucking five people dry at once, Your Excellency really has a good appetite. Vlad said indifferently, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that his weakness was useless, Harry Potter raised his head: "Let's be straight, what kind of punishment will I receive, cut off an arm?" Cutting off a part of the body is usually a lighter punishment for the bloodline, because of the strong self-healing ability, as long as enough blood is ingested, the cut off part will grow again, but those pains are still unforgettable.

"I'm really impressed by your determination. Vlad clapped his hands and continued, "But alas, I'm going to take your life. ”

"You're crazy!" Harry Potter burst into a frenzy, "It's just sucking the blood of a few untouchables, and even a blood slave won't be executed, let alone a nobleman like me." Are you a law enforcer?"

"Of course I'm a law enforcer, but did I say I'm executing punishment on behalf of the Bloodline?" Vlad smiled, pulling out a sword and shield badge, the Bloodhunt badge!

"Bastard, you're fooling me. Harry Potter's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and the canines in his mouth suddenly became longer, and he jumped suddenly, and his bulging muscles tore his sleeves a little, such a punch, even hard steel can be instantly discounted!

In the face of this thunderous punch, Vlad did not dodge or dodge, but just threw his right fist at random.

The fists clashed, and a violent impact came out of it, blowing up Vlad's scattered silver hair. Harry Potter's body slammed into the ground, and the broken bones on his deformed right arm stabbed out of his elbow, and blood was dripping from the jagged stubble......

Without any hesitation, Harry Potter continued to rush towards Vlad, and in the process, the wound on his right hand was already healing rapidly.

The sound of ping-pong fighting didn't last long, and even the people working next door didn't affect it, this brothel was built quite high-end, especially in terms of sound insulation, which is why Harry Potter appreciated it. It's just that he didn't expect that one day he would lose the opportunity to ask for help because of this......

Vlad slowly pulled out his right hand that was inserted in Harry Potter's chest, along with a dark red heart. The Bloodline is not immortal, but the strong self-healing ability makes it difficult for them to die, and only as a member of the same kind, can they know how to complete the killing as quickly as possible.

Vlad popped the heart, then hung the muddy body on the roof of the brothel in the night. He sprinkled phosphorus powder on Harry Potter's corpse, and when the sun rose tomorrow, the rising temperature would ignite the phosphorus powder and burn the corpse......

With all this done, Vlad leapt from the roof of the building and walked into the unknown darkness, in which a huge stronghold of a large organization was hidden.

The Bloodhunt Order, a blood-hunting clan composed of humans. Most of the Bloodlines follow the rules of the Commandments and the Blood Pact to conceal their identity, which is why humans have not known about the existence of the Bloodlines for thousands of years.

Not everyone in a race will choose to conform to constraints. Outcasts like Harry Potter behave in a perverse manner, and it is easy to expose the existence of the Bloodline, and the existence of law enforcers is to restrain their behavior with violence, even including plundering lives.

Even if there are law enforcers, it is still impossible to avoid the exposure of a small number of blood clans, and the blood hunting organization is the existence of human beings in order to hunt down this part of the blood clan. Blood hunting, like the blood clan, is hidden behind history, ordinary people have no way of knowing, the blood clan has long been aware of the existence of the blood hunting organization, but in order to give a punishment to the blood clan who exceeds the rules, they generally will not attack the blood hunt.

The Bloodhunt organization knows a few things about the Bloodline, but the real Bloodhunt society is far beyond their imagination!

"I didn't expect you to kill him single-handedly. A 200-pound man from the Bloodhunt Division underground, playing with the coat of arms in his hand, said Vlad sitting comfortably in a chair with a wine bottle in his hand.

"It's just a sneak attack, if you can't kill him, how can I still get mixed up in the organization. Vlad said disapprovingly, if anyone had gone to the scene to see that he was talking nonsense, the room where they were fighting was full of cracks, like a gang of bulls in heat had gone on a rampage inside. However, the Bloodhunting Organizations don't care about that, they only care about the results.

"Do you have any other hobbies besides drinking?" said the big man, pointing to the wine bottle, "Obviously a nobleman, but playing such a dangerous game." ”

"Who knows. Vlad said noncommittally, "Did you get a result of what I asked you to check for me?"

Dahan nodded, and then took out a parchment package from the table: "It's really not easy to collect these materials, decades have passed, and most of these legendary figures are in a state of semi-retirement, how did you think of him." ”

"Caring for friends. Vlad muttered, opening the package.

"What, friend?" the big man repeated confusedly.

"Oh, I mean, he's a friend of my father's generation, so I want to meet him. Vlad explained casually while looking through the yellowed materials, "I didn't expect you to end up becoming a priest, but this profession does fit your character very well, is it St. Joan of Arc Cathedral in London, take a silent look......"