The moment he bit down, Mark's thick arm slammed down.

There was a muffled bang.

The two girls who were still laughing stopped playing and lay on the bed silently.

"Hmph, you Chinese girls, you are really easy girls, you want to stick upside down when you see our blonde hair and blue eyes......"

"You want a sugar daddy, and I just want to drink your blood, and then make a specimen of you and sell it to those oil tyrants...... Haha, what a fool ......"

Mark was about to bite down, but when he saw a small scar on the woman's neck, he cursed and changed direction in dissatisfaction.

Finding a flawless spot, he opened his bloody mouth and stabbed his sharp fangs.

While!

There was only the sound of teeth clashing against iron, followed by a heart-rending wail.

Mark's jaw suddenly spurted blood, and upon closer inspection, his lower lip had been shaved off with two sharp fangs.

On the white sheets, a knife for peeling fruit lay quietly.

The pain almost made Mark faint, and he covered his mouth and wailed frantically, when Jiang Chen walked out from behind the curtain.

Mark suddenly heard footsteps, and when he glanced around, he saw a dark figure walking towards him.

He was squatting on the bed, but he was directly startled, took a step back, and leaned against the wall.

"Help!"

Mark was already shouting as he rolled backwards.

At the same time, his hand had reached behind the bedside lamp, pulled out a silver Desert Eagle pistol, and pulled the trigger on Jiang Chen.

Click-click-click......

There were a few crisp crashes, but no bullets were fired.

Are you looking for these?

Dangdangdang......

Through the faint light coming in through the window, Mark saw a long string of bright yellow bullets slip down Jiang Chen's strength, fall on the marble table, bounce a few times, and scatter on the carpet.

As for this gun, Jiang Chen had found out before.

Of course, the bullets had to be dropped.

Seeing that the bullet was knocked off by Jiang Chen, Mark was obviously panicked, smashed the pistol in his hand with a bang, and fled in vain.

Jiang Chen waved his hand lightly, and the pistol reversed.

This time, the call sign is sounded directly in the air.

Mark tried to dodge, but the speeding pistol turned in an arc and smashed into his face.

He hurriedly blocked it with his hand, but he heard a click, and then the silver butt of the pistol smashed into Mark's nose.

The nose bone was immediately broken.

"A dignified vampire, you actually use a pistol, are you ashamed?" Jiang Chen walked over and said coldly.

Mark was stunned and curled up in the corner: "You...... Who are you?"

"Who am I? I'm the one you're going to kill?" Jiang Chen squatted down and grinned, revealing his white teeth.

Mark's face was covered in blood, and he wiped the blood from the side of his eyes, and through the dim light of the floor lamp, he could see the face in front of him.

It's familiar, it's very familiar.

"Jiang Chen......?" Mark exclaimed.

Jiang Chen pinched his neck, pinched Mark's neck, and licked his lips: "How is it, does the blood taste good?"

Airplanes!

Mark's mind went blank, and he realized that the restless necromancy in his blood was now unresponsive.

If he suddenly mobilized his necromantic power at this moment, he was sure to pierce Jiang Chen's throat with his fingernails!

"Why are you here?" After a brief pause, Mark forced his composure, hoping to stall for time to find a solution.

Jiang Chen smiled: "Of course you threw that spy down from upstairs!"

Mark was shocked: "Sure enough, it's you!"

As soon as Jiang Chen's hand was forced, a true qi drilled into Mark's meridians, instantly stirring the necromantic power stored in his body, and the two forces rampaged through Mark's body, almost making him faint in pain.

"Aren't you going to kill me, come on!"

Where is Mark's previous arrogance, at the moment he just wants to get rid of the torture that hurts his soul.

Although he is a vampire, he is only at the entry level.

Besides, the so-called vampires are just absorbing the essence of other people's blood in a vain attempt to live forever.

In terms of combat effectiveness, it is simply the scum of war.

Mark is just a little stronger than ordinary people, and at some moments, with the necromantic power, he may be able to kill people who are stronger than him, but the so-called necromantic power will have no effect when it encounters Jiang Chen.

Necromancy is also a type of energy, but this kind of energy is too dark and gloomy, and it has some power in the later stage, but it cannot be compared with orthodox spiritual power.

"Mr. Jiang, misunderstanding, great misunderstanding, I have no intention of offending you......" Mark struggled to beg for mercy.

Jiang Chen sneered: "Oh?"

"Sending spies to my lab, poisoning them, and trying to bring down my lab, is this called an unintentional offense?"

"In my land of China, premeditated poisonous schemes, reckless disregard for human life, and frenzied bloodsucking, this is called unintentional offense?"

Under Jiang Chen's questioning, Mark lowered his head, he couldn't hold it at the moment, if it lasted for a few seconds, his veins would explode.

Jiang Chen retracted his true qi, and Mark lay on the carpet and breathed heavily.

"I ask you to answer, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

cough cough cough ......

Mark coughed violently, covered his lips and said, "As long as Mr. Jiang doesn't kill me, what do you ask?"

A vicious look flashed on Jiang Chen's face.

"The purpose of sending spies to my lab?"

"Steal the formula of the beauty powder and monitor your latest research directions by the way!"

Jiang Chen took a sip: "Your background answers truthfully, if you say something wrong, you will be killed on the spot!"

Mark hesitated: "My dad is a technician in the R&D department of GSK, and now he is also an executive of a hotel in the provincial city.

Jiang Chen snorted coldly in his heart.

What is the layout of the market, it is clearly to unite with the Wang Group to explore and steal his formula.

"Is there anyone else but your dad?"

"No, I don't know about others!"

"What about your relationship with the Wang Group?"

"Wang's Group is GSK's partner in China, GSK Group is about to land in China, and Wang's Group is the first to open the way!"

Mark is out of the plate word for word.

"Oh, isn't the Wang family developing very well, willing to work for you?"

A hint of disdain flashed on Mark's face: "Everyone knows the heart of the Wang family, they just want to use the big tree of GSK as a springboard to spread their business to the whole country!"

"The Wang family has always had a heart to be a big family!" Mark added.

Didn't you expect this foreigner to be stupid too!

"Mr. Jiang, can you let me go now?" I promise that if you let me go tonight, I will go back to Europe with me tomorrow and never get involved in this matter again!" Mark pleaded.

From his eyes, Jiang Chen could see fear and cowardice, foreigners were really afraid of death.

Just now he was made angry by Jiang Chen, and Mark's last trace of resistance disappeared, and the Chinese monk really lived up to his reputation!

He wanted to retract what he had just said.

"Okay, I'll let you go!" Jiang Chen had a weird smile on his face.

Mark was first delighted, then his expression was solemn.

Jiang Chen also agreed too easily, right?

I saw that the fierce color on Jiang Chen's face flashed widely, and he grabbed the claw with one hand and grabbed Mark's skull, and then a true qi shook out, shaking Mark's brain into a pulp.

Immediately, Jiang Chen dragged him to the edge of the terrace and threw him down: "I'll let him go, it's up to you to live or not!"

(End of chapter)