Chapter 1 The wicked have their own grinding

The night is about to pass, but the dark curtain in Wan Ling's heart is descending little by little, and she is full of fear, unable to predict what will happen next.

As an ordinary international student, who has lived in the peaceful and prosperous world for more than 20 years, Wan Ling has doubted whether she has entered the world of horror movies in these two days, and her life has completely turned into a nightmare.

One by one, living people died in front of her, her boyfriend who had been friends for more than a year died in front of her, and the legendary vampire appeared in front of her...... Horrific scenes alternated in her mind, and Wan Ling felt like she was going crazy.

This Wan Ling is an international student at London South Bank University, this university is ranked quite low in the UK, and the faculty of business administration she studied is not too strong, but Wan Ling is just to come to a foreign country to gild and open her eyes, her family conditions are very good, and the cost of studying abroad is nothing to her family.

Because there is no shortage of money to spend and no pressure to study, Wan Ling has a good life abroad, but the night before yesterday, her nightmare began.

The night before, Wan Ling and her boyfriend went to a bar for a drink, but a personable man came to talk, her boyfriend was drunk, and glared at him fiercely, unexpectedly, the disaster began. The man lifted her boyfriend up, and easily lifted the body of more than 170 pounds to the bathroom, Wan Ling hurriedly followed, but saw her boyfriend, who was the vice president of the school's taekwondo club, no matter how punches and kicks, no matter how he struggled, he was like a newborn baby facing an adult, and he looked so weak.

Under the terrified gaze of Wan Ling, the man stretched out long fangs from the corners of his mouth and bit his boyfriend's neck, and suddenly, his boyfriend's body dried up at a visible speed. Only two minutes later, the young man who was alive and well a moment ago turned into a completely dried corpse, and the two security guards who were attracted by the screams of all spirits also died almost instantly at the hands of that person, and died a miserable death.

Perhaps it was the vampire who fell in love with Wan Ling's appearance, and he kept Wan Ling and did not kill her, but took her with him. Forced by his obscenity, Wan Ling did not dare to resist in front of the vampire, and she secretly escaped a few times, only to be easily captured by the vampire who seemed to know everything. After the last failed attempt to call for help with her mobile phone, Wan Ling no longer dared to play any tricks, because she found that this vampire was extremely cruel, and in just two days, the number of humans who died at his hands reached double digits, and several of them were brutally murdered by vampires just because they looked at him more.

"Am I going to follow this vampire forever, watching him kill one innocent person after another, and follow him day and night?" thought to Wan Ling with sorrow in his heart.

"It's almost dawn, it's time for us to go. The vampire stood up. Wan Ling still doesn't know his name, because it's always been the vampire who gives her orders, and she doesn't have anything to say to the vampire.

The two walked to the door, and suddenly, with a loud "bang", the closed door crashed into the two without warning. The vampire reacted with unusual agility, jumped backwards slightly, and dodged, but Wan Ling was hit hard, and suddenly his eyes were full of gold stars, and he almost fainted.

A young man dressed in fancy clothes and an Asian priest swaggered in. Wan Ling was still dizzy, but she was already worried about the two of them, they kicked in the door so recklessly, although they didn't hit the vampire, but with his fiery temper, maybe the two of them would suffer too.

Sure enough, the vampire's face turned angry, but before he could have a seizure, the priest had come to provoke him first. I saw the priest smiling lewdly, stretched out his hand and touched Wan Ling's face, and praised him: "Good water girl, let's go in and have two drinks with the uncle." ”

Although he was molested, Wan Ling felt sad for him in his heart, and in the eyes of Wan Ling, the priest was already a dead man.

The vampire was furious and reached out to grab the priest by the neck, trying to lift him to the bathroom to suck the blood, but to his great surprise, the priest did not move.

"******, how dare you pinch your uncle?" the priest cursed, but there was no anger on his face, and he grinned and picked up the vampire, "snapped" twice, and slapped him twice.

Wan Ling was simply stunned, someone dared to break ground on the head of Wan Sui Ye, and someone was even more arrogant than this vampire!

The vampire was furious, and regardless of being in public, he immediately stretched out his long fangs and shouted, "You bastard!

"Suck your mother's menstrual blood!" the priest slapped again, and the sound of "crackling" continued, and the vampire was so dizzy that he was about to fight back, but the priest lifted him high and slammed him to the ground. After a loud bang, the Italian imported tile on the ground was smashed to pieces.

Generally speaking, normal human beings are smashed like this, even if they are still alive, at most they only have half a breath left, but the priest still refuses to give up, grabbing the vampire's ankle, "bang bang bang" Whenever the priest smashed the vampire down, he would take advantage of the situation to step on the vampire's head, Wan Ling noticed that the young man's timing was extremely accurate, every time he waited for the vampire's head to touch the ground, he stepped on it, and the strength on his feet was obviously extraordinary, several times down, there were several large pits of different depths left on the ground, broken bricks and gravel splashed everywhere.

The vampire was indeed strong, and he was able to fight back under such a fierce blow, only to see his fingernails pop out violently, and before being smashed to the ground again, his arms reached out like lightning, grabbing the calves of two enemies respectively.

"Ahh He never imagined that the hand that grabbed the priest was like grabbing an iron pillar, and it could not hurt him at all, but shook his five fingernails and cracked his finger bones in pain, while the other hand that grabbed the fashionable young man's hand was like grabbing a coal, and the unbearable burning sensation reached the bottom of his heart, and most of the vampire's screams came from this.

"Fuck you! dare to resist?" the priest cursed, lifting the vampire upside down, grabbing his arm and slamming it hard.

There was a "click" and the vampire screamed again, his forearm had been broken by the priest.