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A group of opulent and noble young women are gathering leisurely and sipping afternoon tea, all of them seem to be from high-class aristocratic families, and the teacups are made of fine cracked porcelain fired in a kiln, and the price is expensive.

"Oh, third sister, you marry into the castle of Viscount Bury, and you have servants to serve you in everything, so you don't have to worry about running out of money to spend in this life. A plump woman trimmed her nails and said to the woman opposite.

"Second sister, don't you know, although the castle is big, it is difficult to come out every day, Viscount Bury doesn't understand any style, he threw me the matter of educating the two children, and today I was finally able to come out to breathe. The aristocratic woman, known as the third sister, held a feather fan in her hand and kept swaying, as if trying to expel her boredom.

"Oh my God, sisters, you are really in the midst of blessings and do not know blessings, that dead ghost of my family was transferred by the kingdom to guard in other places, leaving me alone in the room, and I can only use that ivory every day......" Another noble woman leaned a fan against her mouth, and her resentment was very deep: "That old mother of hers still stares at me every day with her children, and it is enough to coax a few little naughty people to sleep at night." ”

A group of women gathered together and gossiped as if they had endless words, except for a noble lady wearing a golden flower on her head, who was very quiet, sitting on a stone bench with a book in her hand and reading.

The women next to her noticed her abnormality and poked their heads to ask, and when the woman closed the storybook, she smiled softly and raised the cover in front of a group of companions, stroking the book as if she were touching a rare treasure.

"This collection of stories is fantastic, and I think it will be a lot easier for you to be at home with your children with this new children's literature book. ”

"Really?" the noble lady of the acquaintance jokingly snatched it and flipped through it casually, but after only a moment's effort, she suddenly raised her head, stared at the golden flower woman with burning eyes, and said eagerly, "Where did you buy it......?"

Night.

The streets of the black market in the city are bustling, many people are ready to enter the gladiatorial arena to watch the undead reappear on stage, he has recently become a hot topic in the black market, some people swear that the undead knocked down the veteran player King A with two punches, and some people say that it was the gladiatorial arena secretly operated to let King A deliberately release water, and many contradictory topics are different.

But there is no doubt that this time the undead will fight again, and the audience's emotions and ticket prices will be even hotter.

At this moment, the streets outside the gladiatorial arena were crowded with pedestrians, and only some of the street warblers who stood on the street spared no effort to still solicit customers.

Soon a man in a hat and a robe walked over, and the picture was a long-haired woman standing on the street with her chest half exposed, and the two negotiated the price and hugged into the corner of the alley.

The man in the hat seemed to have endured it for a long time, and he hurriedly grabbed the long-haired woman's blouse, kept moving in front of his smooth chest, and quickly reached into the clothes under his big hand, kneading them wantonly.

The long-haired woman snorted softly from her mouth, but her eyes looked at the figures of several big men outside the alley, raised her eyebrows, and the four sturdy men immediately approached the two hugging the wall.

"Hey, brother, you dare to force my sister?"

The sturdy man let out a low voice and grabbed the caped man's shoulders with great skill. This is an obvious scam to lure those hapless out-of-town prostitutes into the alley, and then use street girls to blackmail, although simple but effective, often fooled by unscrupulous guys.

However, tonight's situation was a little beyond the expectations of several people, and the man in the hat seemed to be unaware of the hand on his shoulder, and still buried his head in the pink twin peaks, but the long-haired woman suddenly let out a howl of pain.

Blood splattered from her chest.

"What are you doing, boy?!"

When the sturdy man found that the woman was injured, his face changed suddenly, and several people surrounded him and broke the man with the hat, but they saw a picture that they would never forget in this life.

I saw the mysterious man in the hat turn his head, his face was bulging, his eyes glowed with evil blood-red light, a pair of gloomy fangs burst out, and his blood-stained face seemed to crawl out of hell.

But a strange spirit swept by, and was seen by the blood-red eyes, several men and women were all unable to move as if they had been immobilized, and they couldn't even spit out words in their mouths, and they could only watch the strange man in a hat approaching him in horror......

"Mr. Suzumaki, what's wrong?"

In the underground gladiatorial arena, Lucia looked at Luo Lan in a daze strangely.

"It's nothing, just now I seemed to feel an aura similar to that of Willy Henry yesterday, but now it's gone. He shook his head and said.

"Miss Lucia, please invite your Lord of the Dead to play. Behind the curtain stage, the staff of the gladiatorial arena bowed down and made a gesture, full of politeness: "This is the first match of the ten-game match, and the opponent is the senior boxer codename Zhongji Blue God." ”

Luo Lan nodded as she said and stepped on the arena again.

On the other side, the black market streets.

A thin boy walked slowly, with no end and no expression, although his head was bowed, his cloudy gaze was not on the road at all, as if he had lost consciousness. Before he knew it, he had walked into a dimly lit alley, and the song that had come out of his mouth echoed between the empty walls.

"The moon is in a trance, the bloody house, crying at night and being helpless and hateful...... The moon is in a trance, the blood house, and no one returns when it turns back to the head...... The moon is in a trance, and the blood house is ......"

"Hey, little one, are you giving yourself courage?"

The sound of gloom sounded, and suddenly a man in a hat stood up in a dark shadow in the alley, and there were several dried and shrunken corpses like dead wood beside him, and the frightened faces of the man and the woman could be vaguely recognized, but if you didn't pay attention to it, you would even think it was some kind of discarded garbage.

The little boy passing by was oblivious to the terrifying sights and blood-red eyes around him, and still walked forward, as if he were walking in the back garden.

"Damn the lowly little thing that dares to ignore my noble vampire Hahn. ”

The man in the hat became furious, his mood changed extremely, the face that was still cloudy one second became an erupting volcano the next, his fingernails stretched like sharp blades, his whole body turned lilac, and the claws of blood energy grabbed the back of the little boy who passed by, trying to stab his body through it, tearing that calm face apart, and making him taste the pain of life worse than death.

But as soon as he stretched out his bloody claws, the little boy in front of him suddenly turned his head, his body did not move, but his head turned strangely one hundred and eighty degrees, his cervical spine gurgled, and his arms twisted behind his back like a spider.

The body of the little boy who stopped singing turned around in a terrifying appearance that defied the anatomy of the human body.

The temperature in the alley plummeted.

The hated vampire Hahn never expected that he had scared a group of people first, and now he was scared by others.

He instinctively took two steps back, raising his vigilance to the highest level, his fangs bursting out, and his eyes completely turning blood-red, which had already inspired the bloodline to transform.

However, when his spiritual power sensed the strange little boy's body, his face suddenly showed a look of surprise: "Resentful spirit......? Oh my God, if I catch the master dedicated to the Mind Flayer, then what kind of Bloodthroat hunt am I afraid of Harn? But it seems that he is only a part of him, where is the rest? Catch him and let him take me over and collect it all!"

The power of the high-level vampires exploded completely, and the alley soon heard the sound of violent fights and stones shattering. Half a day later, a figure of a man in a hat with a thin black shadow flew out of the alley and disappeared into the night.