“...... Descend the stairs to the 113th step, and the stone brick on the left wall is dented 53 cm from the ground, aha, this is it, and then push it hard......"

As the amount of pressure increased, a crack gradually appeared in the stone wall that had been looking like a perfect fit. When pushed open completely, a dark hole was revealed. Perhaps because of the depth of the ground and the length of time, the entrance to the cave was frowning with decay and dampness.

The man did not seem to be disturbed by the terrible smell, and walked briskly into the hole, and then, head down, planted inside.

Three seconds later, the man's feet landed firmly on the ground, and about 30 meters above his head, there was an inconspicuous hole, cleverly hidden in the darkness - that was where he had just fallen.

"What a naughty design. ”

The man straightened his somewhat messy clothes and turned to walk into the darkness. The sound of low footsteps was particularly clear in the dead silence of the corridor, and in the deepest part of the darkness lay the goal of his trip.

A closed door.

Even after hundreds of years, the door still retains its ornate carvings—half angels, half demons, two diametrically opposed representatives embracing each other, revealing a fusion in disobedience.

"Alchemical works from the late 14th century A.D. must be highly sought-after treasures among collectors if they are outside. The man stroked the delicate carving on the door with his hand, "Unfortunately, you met me." ”

The plasticine-like C•4 was embedded in an electronic fuse, sticking haphazardly around the door, and with a dull pop, centuries-old antiquities easily dissolved into a pile of crumbling stones......

"It doesn't feel bad to do this, no wonder those bastards were ...... in the aggression back then"

The man muttered as he walked into the secret room, which had no door, and in the center of the secret room, a humanoid object was nailed to a cross about 4 meters high by a silver spear!

"Ahha, I've found you. A strange smile appeared on the man's face hidden in the dark......

London,The Magazine Restaurant

In a window seat at this well-known restaurant, a blonde woman and an oriental-faced man talk happily.

“...... It's really hard to imagine that a man with a European and American temperament like you is actually an authentic Chinese, oh my God, this is incredible!" said the blonde with a smile.

The man did not rush to answer, but wiped his lips with a napkin elegantly, and then picked up the wine glass and signaled to the girl: "Dear Miss Lucy, you know, as a Chinese, I won't be happy to hear you say that." In fact, although I grew up in China, I had many years of 'study abroad' experience in Europe, so I consider myself impeccable, whether it is language or etiquette, cheers. ”

Even if he was expressing his dissatisfaction, the smile on the corner of the man's mouth and his elegant demeanor made people feel very comfortable, as he said, impeccable.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I was making a mistake about it. Lucy stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, and this casual little playfulness combined with her misty eyes was quite provocative, "Well, cheers." ”

The two glasses touched each other, making a pleasant sound of the glass clashing.

"It's okay, Miss Lucy, it's a true gentleman who can forgive a woman's mistakes, isn't it. The man smiled and drank the wine from his glass, then carefully refilled each other's wines.

Beautiful women are a natural temptation for men, but why not elegant men?

The temperament revealed by the gestures of the man in front of him, and the exoticism brought by the warm oriental face, captured Lucy's heart step by step like a poppy.

"Just call me Lucy, by the way, Mr. Wu, you just said that you have studied in Europe for many years, forgive me for taking the liberty of thinking that you are not a few years older than me?"

"Hmm...... Well, this one. Wu shrugged, "This is a difficult question to answer, but it is said that in the eyes of Westerners, Orientals generally appear young." ”

"Hahaha, your language is not only full of wisdom, but also has a great sense of humor," Lucy laughed wildly......, "Two weeks ago you said you were going to Dunster Castle for an adventure, I thought you were just talking, I didn't expect you to actually go in, you know, it is said that on the night you entered the castle, the castle that had been silent for a long time was haunted again, and some people said that it was too scary to hear Charles I roaring at the sky at midnight or something!"

"Oh, yes. Wu smiled awkwardly, "But, dear Lucy, why do you know this?"

"God, as your personal guide, you left me in the hotel in the middle of the night and ran to the haunted castle by myself, God knows how worried I was. At this, Lucy's face was a little sad.

"I am deeply sorry for my reckless actions. Wu picked up his wine glass, "This glass of wine, for the beautiful you who are afraid of the night." With that, he drank the wine from his glass.

"Well, for God's sake, I forgive you. Lucy gestured with a sip of wine.

"Thank you very much. ”

The two chatted and ate like this, and after some time, a handsome and tall European man stood beside Wu.

"Who is this?" said Lucy, looking at the man with a puzzled look.

"Oh, this is my friend, Toddwell. Tóvel, this is Lucy. ”

The man didn't speak, just nodded in acknowledgement.

"Since you have a friend in England, why don't you let him take you to Dunster Castle?"

"Hmm...... I think that the company of beautiful girls makes my journey more interesting than that of men. With that, Wu stood up, "Now that he's here, dear Lucy, it means it's time for me to leave, and it's been a pleasure to have you by your side." Rest assured, the meal has already been paid for, and there will be a car to take you home when you are done. ”

"Please wait!" Lucy stood up suddenly, looking at Wu who was about to leave with some pleading.

"Is there anything else?"

"Could it be...... Aren't you going to give me a parting kiss?, as a gentleman, it's too ......," Lucy's voice grew quieter, and at the end there was even a hint of grief in her eyes.

Seeing the girl in front of her show this appearance, Wu sighed, then hugged her into his arms and kissed her on the cheek politely: "Forget me, you will find a better one." With all this done, Wu and Towell quickly left the restaurant without looking back......

Looking at his back as he left, Lucy sat back in her chair in amazement: "What a ruthless man, just like the meaning of his Chinese name, nothingness......"

"Werewolves are a truly magical species, and in just two weeks, you've been restored to your current appearance like a dried corpse. After a long way out of the restaurant, Wu said with some amusement. He was telling the truth, and when he first saw Tóvel, he was not much different from a dried corpse except for the faint sound of his heartbeat and the corroding white smoke from the wound on his chest.

"Where, where, compared to you, we are not magical at all. Thornville said modestly, even with some respect.

Wu smiled noncommittally: "Ah, by the way, I heard that the blood clan will acquire it along with the other party's memories when they suck blood, is it true?"

"As you say. ”

"But you still speak in a tone like a fifteenth-century aristocrat. Wu said with a smile.

"Indeed, after all, I, no, I haven't really experienced these hundreds of years, empty memories and old habits......"

"None of this is a problem, after all, you are liberated, and I am sure you will soon be able to adapt to all this. Wu patted Towell's broad shoulder, "How does it feel to be reborn." ”

"I have to admit it's amazing, especially since I don't have that heart-wrenching pain in my chest anymore. At this, Tovel's demeanor became a little hideous, but it was no wonder that anyone who had been suffering uninterrupted for hundreds of years would become so crazy.

Wu vividly remembers how visually the ghost-like image of a mad demon had on ordinary people that night when he let go of Towell and dragged a few of the guarded vampires in front of him, and perhaps it should have been filmed as a souvenir.

Thorville Bryandev, one of the werewolf generals, the reappearance of such a character will bring to those vampires who don't know whether to live or die?

"What's next for you?"

"I think it should be with the hidden clansmen, and after that, we will have to settle the old accounts that have accumulated for hundreds of years with those guys......" Thorville licked his lips a little impatiently, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty red.

"Good luck. Wu said lightly, "By the way, don't go too far in human society, after all, in the face of absolute number differences, racial differences are nothing." ”

"No problem, I'll take care of it. "So, are you leaving?"

"Well, my vacation is over, and I still have a lot of work to do, after all, my boss is very troublesome. Wu smiled wryly, "Well, Tovir Briandev, goodbye." ”

With that, Wu got into a car and waved goodbye to Thorwell.

"I wish you a smooth journey. ”

Seeing Wu leave in the car, Towell turned around, the respect on his face had been replaced by coldness and bloodthirstiness, and he glanced up at the sun that was gradually setting westward, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Toville's mouth: "The deepest night is coming, dear Rogaite, are you ready......"