"Brother, why do I seem to see this dead man's nose move just now?" said one of the three people gathered around the coffin.

In this weird basement, hearing such terrifying words, the movements in the hands of the remaining three people suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible...... Are you mistaken?"

The head of the three swallowed his saliva, and his liver fluttered and jumped.

"I don't know....... Haven't you been recording? You look at the video......"

Not a bad idea, the three of them were all moved, and even the black brothers raised their hands, indicating that they had no malicious intentions, and cautiously came up.

The four of them squatted in the corner, looking intently at the video recorder head to head, all in a nervous mood, hoping that the person was really wrong.

It's just that they didn't notice that in the midst of their mental concentration, a dark shadow slipped out of the coffin.

The footage was clear, and the shooting technique was professional at first glance, but the result was terrible, and this time they all saw the dead man's nose twitch.

The four of them looked at each other, and they all saw a deep horror in each other's eyes, and at this moment, they abandoned their previous suspicions, and their goals were exceptionally unified, which can be described in one word, that is:

Run!

Even the coffin board didn't have time to be covered, and the four of them scrambled down the cement staircase to escape from the basement.

The camera remained the same, and after a few moments, two white and one black ran back screaming in terror, huddled together and shivering in the direction of the concrete staircase.

In their field of vision, the thin and pale dead man who was still lying in the coffin just now came to life, gradually approaching them, while one hand pinched the head of the fastest three, and the other hand held the black dog blood bag that should have hung around the neck of the head of the three and poured it into his mouth.

His shriveled body gradually plumped up at a speed visible to the naked eye behind the entrance of the black dog's blood.

Seeing this, the three who survived understood what this was, this was a legendary vampire!

In fact, it was true, after the blood bag was exhausted, the vampire did not hesitate to bite the neck of the head of the three.

The leader of the three tried to struggle, but with his strength he couldn't make any waves in the hands of the vampire.

He felt the blood in his body drain from his body, and his eyes widened in horror, like a dying toad pinched in his hand.

The sound of swallowing was harsh in the silence of the basement.

The vampire's body is getting fuller and fuller, and you can even see bulging muscles.

Correspondingly, except for the eyes, the rest of the three people are gradually drying up, more and more like a dried toad corpse.

At this moment, the vibration of the walkie-talkie came again, and the black brother who was about to be frightened came back to his senses instantly, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

He turned on the walkie-talkie, and without waiting for his sister on the other side to speak, he hurriedly whispered: "Don't talk, hurry up and let that grumpy old man come back, the vampire in his basement has escaped, and we have already died...... Bang~!"

Before his brother finished speaking, there was a loud noise on the opposite side, and then there was no brother's voice on the intercom, and the black sister was frightened.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you? You speak! Brother, you speak!"

Even the legendary vampire is on the scene, and the black sister is frightened and helpless, especially when her brother is talking and there is no movement, which makes her have some ominous premonitions.

Her brother may have ......

Frightened by this terrifying speculation, the next moment she cried and shouted, and hurriedly ran towards the old Andre, who was still scolding.

Ten minutes later, panting old Andrei ran back to his house.

When he saw the wide open door, his face was ugly, and he rushed into the house quickly.

Inside, as far as the eye can see, there is a mess, and at first glance it looks like it has been turned over, and the sofa that covers the entrance to the basement has also been removed, and the basement door is open.

A faint smell of blood wafted in the hut of Andrei, a lonely old man.

"Damn rabbit cub! I'm obviously trying my best to scold the street every day, to create an image of a wicked old man, just this TM has someone who is not afraid of death, and it is okay to find death by myself, and if you die, you will drag others down, you deserve it!" Andrei scolded in a low voice.

That being said, but out of humanitarianism, he still had to make sure there was no living mouth in the basement.

Of course, this is all secondary, the main thing is to quickly grab the guy and reseal the vampire from hell——— Abigail!

Old Andre rushed into his bedroom and pulled out a cardboard box from under the bed.

It's just that he doesn't need to look at it, as soon as he gets started, his face changes.

Light, the cardboard box is light and fluttering, as if there is nothing inside!

In fact, it was true, old Andrei opened the cardboard box, and it was empty.

All the weapons he hid inside are gone!

Old Andrei's face was pale, but instead of being impotent and furious, he continued to waste time here, but rushed out of the room and went straight to the phone in the living room.

Just as the old nun Anna can think of old Andre with any difficulties, and old Andre also thinks of old nun Anna for the first time when he has any difficulties.

"Exorcist, are you looking for these things?"

The elegance of the aristocratic tone sounded from the side of old Andre.

Old Andre stopped making a call, and he stiffened and turned around, only to see Abigail, the sealed vampire of hell, sitting on his couch with Erlang's legs crossed.

At Abigail's feet was a pile of silver wreckage with oxidized and blackened skin, the fracture shining as new.

Old Andre was silent, he had this little bit of family background, and as a result, he was all given to him by Abigail, without enchanted silver weapons, with his pair of meat fists alone, even if he tried his best, he couldn't beat Abigail.

After being silent for a long time, old Andre smiled: "What, Abigail, congratulations on getting out of trouble! Are you hungry? Do you want me to order you a takeout? Don't be polite to me, who let us be old friends who have lived together for hundreds of years!"

As he spoke, old Andre's fingers danced into a phantom, and he instantly dialed the phone number of the small shop not far from the broken church of the old nun Anna.

Looking at Abigail, who was sitting on the sofa indifferent, just looking at himself laughing, old Andre secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Abigail an embarrassed but polite sincere smile.

After a long time, old Andre put down the phone in his hand with an expressionless face.

Oops, he's been out for a while, and there's still not a bit of movement on the other side.

"What's wrong? Is there no one on the other side?" said Abigail with a high-minded smile.

Old Andre was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

Abigail put his legs on the table and said leisurely: "What else can it be, I must guess." And I guess your phone line must have been cut by some handsome guy with a noble and elegant temperament?"

Old Andre had a strange face, he only knew that he had suppressed a vampire, but he did not expect that he had suppressed a narcissist.

He was silent for two seconds, and then said with a smile: "You're such a little mischief, why are you cutting my phone line? Now I want to order a takeout to celebrate your escape." But I have two good bottles of wine, would you like one?"

Abigail was stunned for a moment, and then said with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's right, I haven't drunk for hundreds of years, and I just happen to be a little hungry." ”

Both have their own ideas, but they have only one purpose, and that is to stall for time.

Andre scolded most of the street and ran a long way, so his physical strength is seriously overdrawn now, and he needs to slow down first, and he can't come up and fight, because then it is very likely that his high blood pressure will soar all the way, and his heart will collapse, and he will have to burp first without doing anything.

As for Abigail, on the one hand, he has confidence in himself, and on the other hand, he is not fully recovered.

Of course, the most important thing is that because his hometown is Hell, as a member of Hell, in the case of victory, playing with the prey and watching the prey gradually despair is not standard?

Old Andre smiled, in fact, the reason for his delay, and another point, was that he had already asked the little black girl to go to the police.

And he didn't let the little girl say that he was hiding a vicious vampire here, but told her that he had a heinous criminal gang in his house.

There are all kinds of horror weapons such as AK and RPG, and I hope the police can send heavy fire support!

He's not cheating on someone's family.

That little girl just said that he had vampires here, and people didn't believe it!

If they were to arrest the little girl as mentally ill again, or to die, they would send an old policeman with two pot-bellied poops to check on her, and he would have no place to cry.

Thinking like this, the corners of Old Andre's mouth rose, and he couldn't help but give himself a big thumbs up.

He's such a clever old wit!

It's just that old Andrei doesn't seem to realize that vampires sound, but what AK and RPG he makes up are just as.

"Aren't you going to invite me to drink?" Abigail asked, interrupting old Andrew's smugness.

Old Andre patted his head and said apologetically: "Oh~ Yes, yes, look at my head, the old man has a bad memory when he is old, and he forgot what he just said in a blink of an eye, so I'll go get the wine now." ”

With that, old André smiled embarrassedly at Abigail, and then walked quickly to the basement, but when he saw Abigail get up and follow him, he couldn't laugh for a moment.

"Abigail, just sit here and wait for me, I'll be up in a minute. Old Andre said with a strong smile.

Abigail waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you take your wine, I take my drink, our goals don't conflict." ”

A minute later, old Andrei walked out of the basement with a black face.

Abigail followed him, carrying a bloodied dead man's head.

Abigail shook the dead man's head in his hand in front of old Andrei's eyes, and said, "I've got my drink, old Andrei, what did you ask me to drink?"

"As I said, I'm old, I misremember the location, I should be in the bedroom. ”

Old Andre forced a smile, then took out two bottles of inferior liquor from his room and sat down opposite Abigail.

There is no meaningless dialogue, one bottle per person, no cup, blowing directly to the mouth.

Abigail's brow furrowed slightly, he didn't like this rude way of drinking.

But he looked around, and did not find anything like a cup in old Andrei's cabin, and had no choice but to give up elegance for a while.

"Puff~~!"

When the inferior liquor was consumed, Abigail knew that his brow was furrowed too soon.

This wine once again challenged his bottom line!

Under Andrei's pained gaze, Abigail poured out half of the bottle of liquor in one go, and then carried the dead man's head and filled the entire bottle with blood.

The vampire version of Bloody Mary was blended, and Abigail tried to take a sip, which was just as unpalatable, but no longer difficult to swallow.

Time passed in silence between the two, and soon, ten minutes passed.

For the first time, old Andrei felt that the elegance of a vampire was so pleasing to the eye.

Because although he had slowed down his drinking speed as much as possible, ten minutes had passed, and his bottle of liquor had bottomed out, knowing that he usually blew a bottle every five minutes.

But Abigail was different, and his damn grace didn't allow him to gulp, he could only taste it, and until now there was still half a bottle.

"Knock knock~!"

There was a knock on the door, and André and Abigail moved in unison.

Andrei's face turned pale, because he only heard the footsteps of one person outside the door, and it was clear that the wine bags and rice bags did not take his words seriously.

Isn't it to send only one person to death?

So Andrei didn't move, he didn't respond to the shouting outside the door, and he couldn't remind the unlucky guy, he could only hope that he would hurry away.

"Andre, there's a knock on your door outside, aren't you going to see who it is?" Abigail asked, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

In this question, old Andrei felt great malice.

He forced a smile and said, "Why is there a knock on the door, you heard it wrong......"

"Bang~!"

With a loud bang, the dilapidated wooden door of old Andre fell to the ground, and a middle-aged and elderly policeman with a big belly fell in with the wooden door.

Old Andre was a little confused, he had seen a lot of people looking for death, but it was the first time he had seen someone like this who couldn't find death and forcibly broke open the gate to hell.

Old Pete is one of the only three sheriffs in this town, and he received a report from a little girl today, saying that there are vicious bandits in Old Andre's house, and there is one AK and RPG person, which is terrifying.

Everyone present laughed, they didn't believe it, and old Pete naturally didn't believe it either.

But seeing the little girl's crying appearance, he finally decided to come over and take a look, of course, that little girl he could never take in the car.

Not afraid of 10,000, just in case, what if it's true?

It turns out that although there are no AKs and RPGs, old Pete, who has a keen sense of smell, still didn't get the scolding response from old Andre after knocking on the door for a long time, and realized that something really seemed to be wrong.

But he didn't think anything else, he just thought that it was a little thief who couldn't think of it and broke into old Andre's hut.

So he decided to show off his skills boldly, knock open the door of old Andre, and then make a handsome roll and subdue the thief on the spot.

Definitely handsome!

It's just that the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is skinny, he crashed open the wooden door, but he also fell to the ground with the wooden door, and fell to the ground.

Moreover, the situation in the house is a little different from what he imagined......

"Stand up, crouch down with your head in your hands, or I'll shoot!"

Old Pete saw the dead man's head on the table, and with a shudder, he took out a small pistol and pointed it at Abigail, who was smiling indifferently.

He regretted it now, he should have listened to that little girl and sent a few more people!

This kind of perverted murderer who does not change his face in the face of the dead, and feeds on blood, must have killed more people than he has arrested in his life!

It was too dangerous for him to face this kind of bandit alone!

"Old Andre, is this the takeout you ordered for me. Abigail used a questioning sentence, but his tone was extremely affirmative, but then he said with a look of disgust: "Can you change it for me? I don't like it if it's too greasy." ”

Old Andrey: "......"

"Takeaway?" said old Pete was stunned for a moment.

Then he was furious, he didn't think about cannibalism, he thought Abigail was talking about takeaway.

It's so damning!

Thinking that his old Pete was as guarded as a jade all his life, and in the end he was molested by a kid, which is unforgivable!

Thinking like this, old Pete suddenly became less afraid, he clenched his pistol, pointed it at old Andre and Abigail, and shouted angrily: "Stand up! You two scumbags stand up for me! Otherwise, don't blame me for shooting!"

Old Andre looked confused, he had been guarding the seal all his life, and he didn't even have a wife, and he didn't understand what kind of madness this old Pete was doing.

Why is he Andrei a scumbag?

Abigail was also stunned for a moment, he had been locked up for hundreds of years, the literal meaning of the word takeaway, he relied on his clever brain to guess one, and he could guess one that was not far from ten.

But the deeper meaning is something he can't figure out even if he wants to.