Lu Feng felt that he had entered a nightmarish realm.

Like a small lamb, it plunged headlong into the hellish realm full of big bad wolves.

Lu Feng has never had such an experience, he will never forget, he walked out of the elevator, and then saw the scene, dozens of hideous and terrifying guys, standing at the door of one metal iron door after another, lined up in two rows to watch the scene he walked through the middle, there were still patches of black and brown colors on those iron doors, Lu Feng didn't dare to imagine how those colors were formed.

At that time, Lu Feng was stared at by a pair of eyes full of malice, and seemed to have entered a meat grinder, no, it was a soul-shattering machine, and here the gazes shattered his soul.

Yesterday, Lu Feng was fired, and he felt that he was too miserable, and this morning he lost his wallet, and Lu Feng felt that he was so miserable that no one had ever come before.

But now, Lu Feng found that his worst record had been refreshed again......

The job is gone, Lu Feng feels that he has nothing, when he lost his wallet, Lu Feng feels that he has nothing at all, and now Lu Feng knows that he still has a soul before, but now, the soul is gone.

Lu Feng passed by an office door.

The man who led the way told him that this would be his future shelter.

Lu Feng glanced at it in a daze, and there was a small metal sign hanging on the heavy metal door, the seventh office.

The metal door was closed like the closed mouth of a steel-toothed monster, waiting for him to open the mouth himself, burrow himself, and then digest it until there was nothing left.

......

A city known as the magic capital, it is the most dynamic place in the whole of China, and it is also the place where the most extreme business and cultural exchanges between China and foreign countries are the same.

The recent continuous haze weather has caused many flights to be delayed, and a light snow fell last night, washing the lungs of the sky, and finally seeing the long-lost sun, one plane after another finally fell to the ground.

A trembling old man was particularly eye-catching in the crowd outside the airport.

The old man wore a rather wide white top hat, covered with withered golden hair, his face was engraved with extremely deep wrinkles, his skin was snow-white, the bridge of his nose was high, and his green pupils were embedded in the eye sockets like two glass beads, and everything seemed to be reflected in the inside, and he was wearing a very popular large-necked suit from the eighties, but the pure white color of not touching the dust made people dizzy when they looked at it, and the suit was obviously a little too big, and it didn't fit, it was quite weird.

The old man seemed to be extremely afraid of the cold, and wrapped a thick mink fleece around his meticulous suit.

The old man looked up at the shining sun overhead, and with a hint of disgust, he pressed the brim of his hat to obscure all his faces.

Behind the old man were more than a dozen men in gray suits, gray, all with blond hair, white skin, strong muscles, and a vigorous walk.

This kind of pomp attracted the attention of everyone around.

The pomp and circumstance of the old man is still the style of the black boss in the late eighties, and he is somewhat outdated in the current society, attracting the little girls and boys around him to mock in low voices. No one here is afraid of such a figure anymore. In the land of China, is it possible that you dare to take out a gun as a foreigner?

The old man was silent all the way, walked out of the airport tremblingly, and got into a wide Mercedes-Benz RV.

Such millions of RVs are not air-conditioned in such weather, and the inside of the RV is cold.

The sun was shining outside, but the RV had all the curtains pulled to death, and no trace of warmth could get in, and it was as dark as an airtight coffin.

A black-clad waiter, wearing a pure white mask and disposable gloves, took out a bottle of red wine from the ice bucket that was so cold that it was covered in a layer of ice ballast.

The black-clad waiter skillfully shook the bottle, then opened the red wine stopper with a bang, pouring the bright red wine into a decanter like a chemical instrument.

The old man threw away his mink coat, which seemed to be very hot, loosened his neckline, and sat on a large, comfortable, and somewhat old and retro floral cloth sofa.

The car shook slightly, and at this time it began to drive out of the airport parking lot.

Ten minutes later, the red wine in the decanter exuded a pure fragrance, and the waiter in black took a large goblet and slowly poured the bright red translucent liquor into the goblet.

The wine in the goblet reveals an intoxicating color in the light.

The old man took the huge goblet and poured a whole bottle of wine into it, not a single drop was wasted.

A scorching breath erupted from the old man's mouth, causing the edge of the goblet to deform slightly, threatening to melt.

Then the old man drank all the bright red wine in the goblet.

The cold liquor made the old man's pale face look much better.

However, this wine also made the old man's green pupils even more bewitching.

The old man closed his eyes and recuperated for a long time, until the RV stopped in front of a mansion, and then slowly opened his eyes, at this time the sky gradually darkened, and the old man's eyes gradually became clear.

The old man got out of the car, and at the door of the mansion there was already another old man in a navy blue linen Tang costume waiting there.

The old man smiled from afar: "My old friend, I am in the United States, you are in the United Kingdom, I remember the last time we separated, we agreed that the next time we met, we would taste the wine made by that person's blood together in your winery, I didn't want to meet again, we will meet in the land of China." ”

"Nalan, I heard that your son and apprentice are dead, what can I do to help you?"

In the distance is Nalan Jinfeng, Nalan Yunzhong's father, the master of the ghost horse, Nalan Chu.

The smile on Nalan Chu's face narrowed, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and then he sighed slightly: "Dracula IV, you old guy is still so straightforward, can't you make me feel a little more relaxed when I just met my old friend?"

The old man with blonde hair had a cold face and wrinkles like a knife splitting an axe, and said: "We have been friends for hundreds of years, your son is like my son, and your apprentice is like my apprentice, and I am very heartbroken now, tell me who killed them, and tell me what I can do for them." And be sure to tell me, is your daughter okay now, he's the most beautiful princess I've ever seen, and I won't allow anyone to hurt her. ”

Nalan Chu took a deep breath, didn't say much, turned his head and walked into the mansion.

Dracula IV followed the old man, and several men in gray suits behind him tried to follow, but Dracula stopped him outside the house with a wave of his hand.

"The Sixth Division of Business, the equivalent of the Holy Cross in China in the West, your son and apprentice are too careless. ”

After Dracula heard the truth, he frowned and said.

At this time, in front of Dracula, kneeling was a well-proportioned and good-looking woman, with long hair hanging down on both sides of her shoulders, and from the side, this woman's figure was bulging, with the face of an absolute angel and the figure of a devil.

That is, it has the unique rhythmic beauty of an oriental girl, subtle and shy, but there is a kind of charm and boldness in her bones.

Dracula's rough fingers gently stroked back and forth over the woman's cheek.

Nalan Chu pursed his thin lips and did not speak.

Dracula leaned down slightly, leaned in front of the woman, lifted the woman's long hair, and put it on the tip of her nose to gently sniff the charming long hair that exuded a virgin fragrance.

The woman seemed to enjoy it quite a bit, with a look of intoxication on her face, panting slightly.

Dracula and the woman looked at each other, then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a smile appeared on his old face: "Your eyes can't hide the disgust for me in your heart, do you Oriental women like to do this in front of you and behind your back?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then showed an embarrassed look on her face, but Dracula didn't seem to blame the woman, reached out and pulled out the meticulously folded handkerchief from the chest of the suit, and gently wiped the woman's white neck with pity.

Then Dracula's tall nose ran down the woman's long hair, until she reached the woman's snow-white neck, and gently kissed the soft and delicate swan-like slender neck with her lips.

The woman was strangely itchy by Dracula, and couldn't help but let out a clear moan.

The woman felt that the neck was getting more and more itchy, as if there were two small insects crawling there, and at the same time, it seemed that the blood on her body was swimming in that direction, this feeling was like falling into a deep psychedelia, the sky was rotating, the earth was spinning, the world was spinning, and then everything was not important, and the woman's heart was only left with the pleasure of the continuous flow of blood, which was ten times more than the friction caused by the movement of the piston.

Dracula slowly walked away from the woman's white neck, and then the pale woman slowly lay down with an indescribable sinister smile, and her eyes were empty.

Dracula stood up, a scorching breath erupted from his mouth, and gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with the white handkerchief, the wrinkles on his face were rapidly flattening, and the golden hair like withered grass became shiny at this time, and soon after, the old man became an aristocratic man about thirty years old with a sunny smile.

The suit that was originally worn on him was a little ill-fitting because of the re-bulging of muscles, and it became obedient.

Dracula turned his head to look at Nalan Chu and said: "I'm sorry, my old friend, I can't fight against the annihilation warriors of the Sixth Division of Business, one or two are okay, if there are too many of them, I'm afraid I will die without a place to bury, I want to help you with this, but I don't want to die in this foreign land." So, I can help your son and disciple take revenge, but if it is against the entire business, I can't do it. ”

Nalan Chu nodded, as if he had anticipated Dracula's words, and waved his hand, and two men in black suits walked up around him, trying to drag away the woman's hollow body.

Dracula shook his head again and again: "No, no, no, I like this woman very much, and I will continue to enjoy this graceful body in bed for a while." ”

The men in black suits looked at Nalan Chu, who waved his hand at them.

After the man in the black suit retreated, Nalan Chu said: "Your blood clan's rejuvenation technique is really enviable!"

Then Nalan Chu continued: "If all the annihilation warriors were there, I wouldn't have invited you at all, and I had no reason to send my old friend into the fire pit. ”

Dracula was stunned for a moment, and said with a look of surprise on his handsome face, "What do you mean?"

Nalan Chu said in a low voice: "I got the exact news that the Annihilation Warrior entered the Immortal Realm, and none of the eighteen came back alive. Now there are only two annihilation fighters in the entire business six divisions. ”

Dracula showed a hesitant expression, and Nalan Chu smiled: "Come, old friend, I'll introduce you to a new friend." Oh no, four new friends. ”