The seven witchers struggled to weave through the crowd of guests, and from time to time those women with frivolous manners whistled at the seven and laughed loudly: "Hey, boy, come on, come to me, how about I have a beer?" The witcher who took the lead quickly shook his head, looked back at his companion with a warning look, and with a slight force in his hands, he parted the crowd and rushed to the bar, where the seven sat down in a row.

The two Grand Dukes of Dracula's subordinates were sitting next to them, each holding a scantily clad little girl smiling and drinking, and the seven witchers were so dazed by the chaotic and noisy atmosphere in the field that they didn't even notice that the two white-haired old men beside them were the ones they were looking for. The captain waved at the bartender, "Hey, give each of us a glass of whiskey, huh? ”

The bartender pulled out two bottles of whiskey from the shelf, put them on the table, looked at the seven people lazily and said, "Minimum consumption, two bottles of whiskey...... One thousand two hundred euros, thank you for your patronage. ”

The eyes of the seven people were straight, and the youngest witcher shouted, "Oh my God, this brand of whiskey is only about a hundred yuan in the supermarket, are you robbing it?" The other six people also looked at the bartender in a daze. Their money is hard money, and after completing a task, they go to the union to receive a small bonus, how can they afford such expenses?

A grand duke stroked the face of the little girl beside him, and was talking happily, when he heard the witcher's complaint, he turned his head with a grunt: "Hey, boy, their wine is counted as I invited them, and it is recorded in your boss's account, well, you drink as you like, but keep your voice quiet, don't frighten my little darling......" He suddenly twitched his nose, sniffed at the witcher who was close to him, and muttered, "Strange, why do you smell like this......?" Not. He asked about the smell of orcs, but these seven people were obviously not orcs.

The witcher's heart twitched, and there was one beside him, no, it was two nobles of the blood clan, looking at their appearance, although they didn't know what their level was, but it was obviously not lower than the level of the earl, right? The calves of the seven people were a little cramped, and the captain stammered: "Ah, thank you for your kindness, but ...... Well, thank you, thank you. ”

The Grand Duke waved his hand and said, "It's not a big deal, it's not me who pays anyway." He looked at the seven men with some confusion, and turned back to tease the little girl.

The bartender graciously opened the bottles, poured everyone a glass of whiskey, and grinned, "Oh, you're in luck." The boss's guests invite you to drink, and all the accounts are counted on our boss's head, so please have fun and have fun...... Well, do you need me to introduce you to a few girls? If your skills are good, they don't need money afterwards, of course, you have to treat them to a drink, everyone is out to have fun. ”

Two young witches and the bartender were arguing, while the five older ones sat crookedly on the high chair with their glasses in hand, and their eyes swept around. Immediately, cold sweat seeped down their foreheads one by one, oh my God, how could there be so many vampires in this nightclub? They knew that if they didn't concentrate their large group of people and carry sufficient weapons, the seven of them would not be able to fight against a vampire count.

Seeing gray-haired, thin-faced old men shaking a lot of bills and hugging little girls in front of them, or watching those energetic young people with cold eyes scurrying around the field with wine bottles, and occasionally reaching out to pinch the buttocks of nearby beauties, these witchers simply thought they were in the deepest nightmare, oh my God, is this the headquarters of vampires?

Chekov muttered past them, nagging and saying, "What a bullshit Grand Duke, a bunch of perverts, damn it, they're all over a thousand years old, and they're still pestering other people's little girls, it's really harmful to society." It's better for me Uncle Chekov, although I'm a villain, at least I don't suck other people's blood, I'm at least still young...... Tinis, my angel, I'm here, and I hope those bastards will serve you well, or I'll kick them in the ass. ”

The seven witchers heard Chekov's words clearly, and suddenly their heads flickered, Venus flashed in front of them, and all they heard in their ears was the sound of 'buzzing'. How could it be, I hadn't heard the word since the Middle Ages, what was that concept? It was a devilish figure who could easily destroy a city.

They stopped drinking, put their glasses on the bar, and hurried outside. Who knew that they were in a hurry, and the weapon on a witcher, a sterling silver spear more than thirty centimeters long, slipped out of his jacket, and there was a sound of 'dang chang', and the short spear with a cross carved on it fell to the ground. There were five Grand Dukes and a dozen marquis-level vampires nearby, their eyes staring at the short spear quickly, and then their eyes staring at the seven witchers.

The cold sweat on the seven people came down immediately, the muscles all over their bodies were tight, their tongues were wooden, and they didn't know what to say at all.

A marquis shook his head, bent down to pick up the short spear, danced it in his hand, and muttered: "It's too light, it doesn't fit your hands, well, give it to you, don't make trouble in this field, understand? ”

The seven witchers nodded hurriedly, and the missing guy took the short spear in a panic, showed a smile that was even uglier than crying, and hurried towards the gate.

The marquis cursed in a low voice: "Damn, I rarely be a good person, they don't appreciate it, won't they say a word of thanks? He made a gesture, and immediately the six marquis chased after him.

Yi Chen saw all this clearly, he turned his wine glass a little curiously, stood up, poked his head into Dracula's private room and asked, "Mr. Dracula, I've seen some films before...... Hmm, are low-level vampires afraid of sterling silver weapons, or is it true that if they are pierced in the heart, they won't be able to survive?"

Dracula was about to go up with the two little girls in her arms to exercise, when she heard Yi Chen's question, she looked up lazily and muttered, "Oh? no way, only those garbage descendants who were first embraced are afraid of these things." Remember, it's the garbage descendants who are afraid of these things, and if his parents are strong, then his strength may be strong, then, he will definitely not be afraid of anything like silver, holy water, etc...... Of course, the Light is still afraid. ”

Yi Chen sighed and laughed strangely: "I saw a few people just now, and they have a weapon similar to the one used by those exorcists to hunt vampires in the movie." ”

No one expected Dracula's reaction to be so big, he pushed the two little girls away with one hand, jumped up quickly, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Those guys?...... Where?"

Yi Chen pointed: "There are seven guys chasing out, I don't know where to go." ”

Dracula made a sharp squeak from his mouth, and immediately, all the grand dukes in the field gathered, and Dracula laughed fiercely: "Ten people, come with me, I'm going to skin them." These lackeys of the Holy See, how many of our descendants were slaughtered at that time...... The three descendants I personally gave to the first embrace were also killed by them, ah, I hope they are those witchers, and I will treat them well...... Damn chop. ”

The vampires in the room let out a low roar, and the ten archdukes rushed out after Dracula, while the other vampires cursed in low voices, greeting the ancestors of the witchers. Yi Chen gently stunned the little girl that Dracula threw away with his palms, and ordered: "Hypnotize them, make them forget everything they heard and saw, Kane, Jester, go out with me for a while, and see the excitement." ”

Yi Chen and the three of them quickly caught up with Dracula, Dracula stood at the gate of 'Chinatown', his nose twitched a few times, and he walked towards a fork in the road silently, Yi Chen followed with a smile and asked him: "Demon hunter, are you a subordinate of the Holy See?"

Dracula hurried along, and said angrily: "That's right, those filthy fellows, they were the Holy See gave them gold coins at the beginning, and they began to slaughter our descendants indiscriminately, hmph, they didn't have the guts to fight us, so they specifically killed those descendants who were willingly embraced by us and didn't have much ability, these bastards...... In the last few hundred years, we have been suppressed by the Holy See, and we have not had much contact with humans at all, so we have gradually lost news of them, and since they still have people left, then, we have to kill them. ”

The seven witchers ran briskly, and behind, the marquis, who had murderous intentions because the other party didn't say 'thank you', pounced with six companions more than three meters above the ground, and he punched out, and a whistling fist wind blasted towards the seven witchers. The captain of the witcher roared, "Get out of the way, everybody." He was the first to jump into a change, and there was a crisp 'pop' sound, and a piece of concrete floor about a meter diameter was shattered, and countless fragments flew out.

The seven marquis surrounded the seven demon hunters, and the marquis who made the attack whispered, "You are so rude, I helped you pick up something, and you didn't say a word of thanks...... Barbarians who don't know etiquette, I'm going to suck your blood dry, and in the next life, learn etiquette well, damned guys. ”

There was a crisp sound, and the seven witchers showed their weapons, which were knives, swords, daggers, and all kinds of strange weapons, and the captain gritted his teeth and said with a fierce expression: "You creatures who wander in the dark, God will punish you, damned things, suffer death." ”

Dracula's hoarse laughter came: "Hahahahaha, the classic opening dialogue of the witcher, I haven't heard it in hundreds of years, uh-huh, hmm, hmm, what a nostalgia, the era when the smell of blood wafted in the air...... Oh, are you going alone, and why doesn't your master help you?"

The captain said in a deep voice: "We have no master, we are just a group of hunters who have organized themselves for the peace and tranquility of mankind, and we have no leader. ”

Dracula's mouth opened wide in surprise, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly hugged his stomach and laughed: "Agaqua quack, you group of mourning dogs, it turns out that your master doesn't want you anymore, it's really pitiful, your use value is finished, so your master will give up on you." What a pitiful, you poor creatures, what a pitiful, you have even forgotten that there was once an organization called the Holy See that rode on your head, right? For the peace and tranquility of mankind? Hell, lies, pure lies, what bullshit peace and tranquility, to tell you, the goal of the establishment of the Demon Hunter Guild is the interests of the ...... naked, I remember your offer, the head of a low-level descendant is worth five gold coins, damn it...... How many of our descendants have you killed......"

The ten Grand Dukes slowly approached and said in a cruel voice, "Your Highness, leave it to us...... We all have descendants who have been slaughtered by them, and in that era, without exception. ”

Dracula waved his hand haughtily: "Oh, no, leave them a surname, understand? gentlemen, leave them a surname...... If anyone is willing to say where their headquarters are, what they are doing in London, how many of them there are, what their plans are, we can let them go...... ok？”

The ten Grand Dukes grinned and surrounded the seven demon hunters, their bodies exuded powerful magical power, and the pitch-black ripples spread out in all directions, and the stagnant water at the base of the wall was all stirred, turning into small droplets of water flying in the air.

Seven witchers collapsed to the ground, still pondering something, while a young witcher was already roaring frantically: "I tell you, I tell you...... Our head office is at Birmingham Street and our liaison in London is Mr Zolen, Honorary Governor of the Royal Society...... I'll tell you everything. ”

The ten Grand Dukes sneered in unison, and with a wave of their hands, twenty black lights shot out, and the other six demon hunters were broken into tiny pieces before they were blown away by the strong air current. Dracula swayed triumphantly over to the witcher and bent down to say, "Oh, you're willing to work with us?" ”

In the shadows of the street behind, Yi Chen sighed softly and said: "It's really boring, these people are too weak, and sure enough, they can only bully the descendants of the blood clan, and when they meet the real blood clan masters, they are doomed...... Well, there's nothing to see. But why did Dracula ask in such detail? Could it be that he wanted to wipe them out?"

Sure enough, Dracula had already grabbed the witcher by the shoulder, and said with a sinister smile, "Very good, little friend, very good, you are very cooperative, well, a lovely young man." Well, if you do me a small favor, I'll give you a great benefit, a very big benefit, you see?" he waved his claw and scratched a few wounds on the witcher's shoulder, and said insidiously, "Behold, you have been poisoned, and if I don't have my strength to help you get rid of it, in two months, you will be poisoned and die, but you will surely not be happy to die, will you?"

The young man nodded hurriedly, almost crying, and underneath him, there was a puddle of water stains on his pants, but he was already so frightened that he urinated.

Draculabi gestured and said, "Go back and tell your companions that there are bloodlines in Chinatown, but they are not our base of activity, it is just our prey area, understand? Tell your companion and say, well, our base of activity is in ...... Where?"

Yi Chen's voice came faintly: "In the West Causeway, near Tower Bridge in London, I have an empty house there, the address is - Street - at night or on weekends, there are very few people, suitable for large-scale slaughter, and close to the River Thames, convenient for the disposal of corpses. ”

Dracula smiled, "Oh, tell your companions, just say that you have found some information, say...... Hmm, depending on your strength, probably a lot of people combined, can barely deal with a low-level earl-level master, right? Hmm, let's just say that there are six counts and some corresponding bloodclans who are presiding over the ceremony there, and they want to resurrect a famous and powerful bloodline in the Middle Ages, hmm...... I think about it, just my third descendant, the Vati, who is known as the 'Blood Claw'. Let's just say that they want to resurrect the Vati, and you ask them to quickly dispatch a large number of masters to encircle and suppress this group of blood clans. ”

Dracula added, "You have to tell them that you overheard the conversation of the two viscounts in Chinatown, understand......? If you cooperate, I will grant you the first embrace, so that you have eternal life, and powerful magic, and when the time comes, you can control the life and death of many people. Of course, you can go back and don't do what I tell you to do, then, in two months, you will die. ”

The young man looked at Dracula in horror and nodded his head. Dracula smiled and clenched his fist, punched him a few times, and after breaking his left arm into fifteen or sixteen pieces, he said with a smile: "That's it, just say that your companions were all killed in order to cover your escape, so that you can explain why you are the only one who went back." Well, come to think of it, Yi, what do you think of this plan?"

Yi Chen snickered in the shadows: "Of course, I will transfer the property rights of that courtyard to you, so it has nothing to do with us." As a cover, you'll need to arrange for some low-level bloodlines to haunt it, and you'll also have to occasionally send out some powerful magic to make them feel it, otherwise the trick won't work...... The main thing, when will the ceremony begin?"

Dracula snorted, "Yes, yes, you dastardly witchers always like to sneak up on us while we're having a ritual and can't get distracted. Well, let's set the time in a month, and tonight, a month later, it will be the time of the Vati's resurrection, quack quack, and tell your companions like this. , boy, remember my words, or you won't be able to escape, I've memorized your breath, and I'll find you. ”

The young witcher was stunned for a long time, and stammered, "Will you really give me strength?"

Dracula shrugged his shoulders and smiled and said, "One more descendant is not a bad thing, my descendant is dead and I need one." ”

The young witcher nodded, turned and ran, ignoring the sharp pain in his left arm.

Yi Chen stepped out of the shadows and asked with a smile, "Are you going to wipe out those witchers?"

Dracula nodded grimly, "Of course, I'm going to kill them completely." Instead of me going to their door and killing them, let them come to me. They have always liked to work in small groups of a few people, and if I attacked their headquarters, they would all have scattered and it would be hard to find them...... Hmph, kill all their main forces, and then there will be no need to ask anything, no matter what they are doing in London, I don't care. ”

Yi Chen nodded lightly and muttered, "The ...... of the Royal Academy of Sciences Well, honorary director, you see. ”

Dracula's eyes lit up and he nodded slightly.

Yi Chen snickered in his heart: "Okay, okay, dear m, k, d, you are starting to trouble me, or you are looking for trouble with me again, in order to take a small revenge on you and create a little murder for you, you shouldn't object, right?"

D is assigning tasks in the office: "You assist those witchers and keep an eye on Yichen around the clock. If there is a conflict between the witcher and Yi Chen's gangster, don't interfere, you take the opportunity to investigate the details of Yi Chen's lair...... M said that her people didn't find any evidence, hmph, did they not make an inventory of all the safes? Nonsense, M was scared by a few big scratches, but no wonder, if I had been held responsible, maybe I would have been less daring than she was now. ”

D took a sip of his coffee and continued: "Also, notice that the reason why M's people failed was because they were doing the wrong thing. You people, don't get within 500 meters of 'Chinatown', and use remote-controlled miniature instruments to monitor Yi Chen's every move, I don't believe they don't show the slightest flaw, understand?"

The agents nodded their heads, they knew that Yi Chen's subordinates, that is, those hooligans, had long been scattered in the area around 'Chinatown', and it was impossible for them to monitor them closely.

D nodded with satisfaction: "Go ahead of the people you are in charge of monitoring." The other teams, to find out the details of the art theft syndicate, and at the same time, to help the people sent by the French to find the guy who was pretending to be the Marquis, you have to work closely with the other brother departments, you know? Hum...... Especially that Yi Chen, he has been beautiful for too long, think about it, if you can send him to prison, I will give you a promotion, of course, bonuses, holidays, I am a generous boss. ”

The agents present all laughed elegantly, and after saluting D, they all walked out of D's office. Some of them went to the hotel to connect with the French agents, some of them went to the logistics department to get all the tools they needed, and some of them began to contact several other brother departments according to D's instructions, and everything was carried out in an orderly manner.

An invisible net, under the hood of Yi Chen, Bai Jiade and others-

Vatican, the Pope held a huge golden square wine bottle in his hand, took a sip of grape juice with a gentle face, and asked: "Filot, that is, 50% of the spies we sent to China have been killed?"

Philott stood in place in a cold sweat and whispered: "Yes, Your Majesty, it seems that the situation is like this, they are all too weak to find out any news. If ......"

The Pope chuckled, "If an ascetic like Mr. Troy had gone and might have been able to get a lot of information, wouldn't you?

Philott laughed awkwardly: "Your Majesty, indeed, if we want to get detailed information about their organization from those strange Chinese, we must send a strong expert over, otherwise, everything is empty talk." ”

The Pope sighed, shook his head, and said, "O Philot, Philot, use your brains, if you send Monsieur Troy and all of them over, what difference will it be from if we have already gone on an expedition with all our might? If you only send Monsieur Troy or a few other ascetics to China, will they be able to come back? You have also personally learned the power of their leader, that old fellow, Monsieur Troy they are no opponent, not to mention that they have so many people?"

Philot was really stunned, and he stammered, "So...... Your Majesty, what do you mean, if we send out those who don't make it, and they are easily wiped out, but we can't send out masters, so what should we do?"

The Pope said lightly, "What should I do?" I already have the answer, Filot, you are asking those spies to report their trips to you every day, aren't you?"

Philot nodded and said, "Yes, every twelve hours, report where they are, and if I don't see them for more than twenty-four hours, I know that they have been killed." ”

The Pope smiled: "I can tell you, then, that wherever they last appear, it is likely that it is the place where those strange Orientals gather. They used their lives to tell us where the danger is, and the dangerous place is our target...... On the contrary, the spies who returned to the Vatican alive were of no use to what they obtained. Think about it, would a powerful organization allow others to use spells to spy on it at its gate without fighting back?"

Philot shook his head repeatedly.

The Pope nodded and said, "So, wherever they recorded, there was a strong energy response, but they came back safely, just like the Vatican, because they had accumulated some energy over the years, and it was of no value...... Only the place where they inexplicably disappear is worthy of our attention. Of course, in order to define our goals, we need to send some more people. ”

Philott frowned: "Go and confirm?"

The Pope nodded, took a sip of grape juice and said, "Yes, it's to confirm, this time the scale of the people is a little larger, and all the places where the spies disappeared last time, send six to eight people over, well, let them carefully investigate the vicinity, and ask them to search the neighborhood carefully, and not let go of any suspicious places...... The spies who remained in China were told to be the leaders of each place. ”

Philott pondered for a while, nodded and asked, "Then, I'll send another batch of low-level deacons......

The Pope waved his hand dissatisfiedly: "Philot, the situation is different now, we need those people, although they are low-level deacons, but if they join the 'God's Judgment' and other formations, their prayer power can still greatly enhance the final power." We have to save manpower, and the people of the Holy See can no longer be transferred. ”

Philot was simply stunned, he looked at the Pope stupidly and didn't know what to say.

The Pope sighed, and said helplessly: "Philot, my chief judge, have you forgotten those students of the seminary?

Philot laughed: "Your Majesty is wise, I really didn't expect them. Anyway, they're just exploring the way, and it doesn't matter how strong they are, is it?"

The Pope laughed: "Indeed, that's how it is...... Anyway, they were willing to sacrifice their lives for the glory of God. Besides, seminary students are easy to replenish, but it is still more difficult to train a low-level deacon. He took a lazy sip of grape juice, placed the bottle on the armrest of the throne, stood up lazily, and commanded, "Look at Gallanti, he has been going insane lately, and I don't want him to provoke some enemy now...... Tell him that when we return from the crusade, we will return to him to avenge the ...... Besides, although he was castrated, it was not a good thing, and he could use all his energy to perceive the power of God...... That's a good thing. Go for it, I'm a little tired. ”

Philot bowed respectfully, turned and walked out.

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