night.
Dracula was very happy that Yi Chen agreed to his conditions, so he forced Yi Chen to drink with him for the first time.
These vampires do not use opportunistic drinking methods.
They rely purely on their own physique to digest the alcohol.
Yi Chen cunningly used his true energy to force out the alcohol and made these things strange.
The cement slabs injected under the feet are not visible at all.
Therefore, Yi Chen was awake, and after one afternoon, Dracula was drunk. . .
Dracula waddled to the basement with thirty grand dukes.
When Phil was setting up the new address in Chinatown, he had already transported all the coffins.
Seeing Dracula and the others leaving, Jester sighed and said, "Boss, there is really no need.
You are not very interested in the dark group, right?"
Yi Chen smiled slightly, took out a big cigar, lit it, took a few puffs, and shrugged: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I suddenly found that I have nothing to pursue anymore recently.
This is a fact, and I am very sincere.
Wouldn't it be fun if I could get a little bit of power in the Dark Council?
Jester, don't worry that the Holy See will cause trouble for me.
Haha, don't forget, if I want, I can use the power of the three forces.
Deal with the Holy See."
Jester's eyes lit up, but then dimmed immediately: "I'm afraid, it won't be easy."
Yi Chen said matter-of-factly: "Of course it's not easy, but if something is too easy, why should we be excited about it?"
Chekov smiled evilly beside him, pointed at Jester and said: "Jester, you idiot, I think the boss is uncomfortable being the boss of the underworld.
He wants to be the boss of the dark world, right, boss?"
Yi Chen laughed a few times but said nothing.
Skye's eyes all lit up, and they almost jumped on Yi Chen's body, smiling and flattering Yi Chen: "Boss, if you want to be the boss of the dark world, then we can help, hehe, Our family no longer wants the seven of us.
If you can become the leader of the dark group, we will all become more powerful."
Yi Chen kicked Skye away, who was almost in his face, and muttered in a low voice: "Stop talking nonsense here, be careful of others hearing it.
When the time comes, the Speaker of the Dark Council will send someone to kill you first."
Seven, some words are nonsense.
However, I am very interested in the lovely Mr.
Charles.
I wonder if the people sent by Prince Philip can reach an agreement with him. " Jester frowned: "Boss, Mr.
Huze is the Minister of Defense."
Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders, raised his eyebrows, and said nonchalantly: "But he is not the head of the top-secret department of the Ministry of National Defense.
I even doubt that guy Huze knows about the existence of people like Charles...
Dear gentlemen. , if we can get to know more people who are helpful to our power, why not do it?"
Chekov nodded and muttered: "Of course, damn, of course the more thugs the better, huh...
That's okay.
With more thugs, it will be easier for me to sneak attack others from behind.
Those summers Er is a character who can fight off the vampire marquis, and is a very good shield.”
Just when Chekov was thinking with disgust about how much benefit the Shire would bring to them if Yi Chen befriended the Shire, Prince Gurungs led a large number of clan experts and rushed to i6's temporary headquarters building. .
Gurungs left the masters waiting in the dark corner outside the building, and entered the building with only one of his subordinates who had been in contact with Charles and the others, a super powerful Grand Duke.
He happened to be walking out in a hurry with a few subordinates, and saw Gu Long, who was wearing a purple-red robe, tall and thin, with pale skin, black eye circles, red eyes, and a bare head without any hair.
Prince Si walked into the hall and was stunned for a moment.
Seeing the look on his face, several agents hurriedly greeted Prince Gurungs and asked: "Old sir, what can I do for you?
This is a national government agency, maybe you..."
Suddenly it dawned on him, this old guy who looked like he was about to die, and the old man behind him who was not much younger, wearing a red robe and with a head full of gray hair, how did they come in and why didn't the agent at the door stop them?
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He cautiously took a few steps back and waved gently.
All the agents in the hall immediately became alert and secretly pressed their weapons.
Gurungs laughed dryly.
The laughter was so weird and unpleasant that they all couldn't help but frown.
Gurungs chuckled and said: "Oh, dear kid, you are so polite, ah, I'm here to see someone, my nephew, my dear nephew works at your place, I'm here to see him, don't worry.
Don't worry about me, look, look, I am a harmless old man...
You are busy with your business, I don't need anyone to accompany you."
Someone nearby asked in a deep voice: "Old sir, how did you get in?"
Prince Gurungs blinked his red eyes, looked at it, and showed a smile that was uglier than bitter.
He stroked his face with his long and pointed fingers and muttered: "Oh, why do you ask this question?"
Are we breaking British laws by coming to see my nephew?
What a nosy little girl."
The others' expressions changed as they heard the bad connotation in Gurungs' mouth.
Just as the agents drew their guns, the hall. . .
No, all the lights in the entire building went out, and all the light bulbs exploded like firecrackers.
The agents who stopped Gurungs and the Grand Duke beside him felt a dark wind billowing around them.
Passed by.
The emergency lighting system came into play a second later, and everyone was surprised to find that Gurungs and the others, who were still there just now, had disappeared.
His face changed, and he issued an urgent order: "Recall all agents who can return within half an hour to standby, order the nearest military camp to send troops, order all nearby police to close all nearby streets...
Bring heavy weapons, find that "Two guys, no matter what they are, kill them.
If something weird is discovered after contact, everyone retreats from the headquarters and blows it up."
Her temper was rising.
She had been quiet for more than a month.
It had not been two months.
Finally, that damn guy Yi Chen stopped causing trouble for her.
But suddenly these two guys came.
How could she not get angry?
What?
The agents were dispatched, and the order was sent to everyone in the building through a specialized communication system, and the facial features of Gurungs and the Grand Duke were also passed on.
The agent who conveyed the order simply issued the order: "If you see two vampire counts, no, older zombie-like old people, kill them, kill them on the spot...
If you find something wrong, everyone will be the first to do so."
Retreat immediately and let the army handle this matter."
The elevator's indicator light slowly rose to the fourteenth floor, which was actually the thirteenth floor. i6 was not immune to the custom, so they canceled the number thirteen, and a group of agents stood guard at the elevator door with submachine guns.
The infrastructure of this temporary headquarters is not bad.
After the main power system was destroyed by Gurungs' magic, the deputy system immediately took over his work.
The elevator door opened, and the agents were surprised to find that there was nothing inside.
An agent turned around and was shocked to find two weird and spooky-looking old men walking away in front of the corridor.
He screamed and pulled the trigger frantically.
All the agents turned around and started shooting aimlessly.
After the gunfire stopped, the agent who discovered the enemy's situation was dumbfounded looking at the empty corridor.
Charles sat in his office, looking at the door with cold eyes.
Gurungs and the Grand Duke behind him walked directly through the door and walked to Charles' table with a smile.
Charles said in a deep voice: "Aha, damn it, I knew you were here.
Humans won't play such tricks, and they don't have the ability to play this trick, well...
Dear Mr.
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Grand Duke, "Excuse me, what's the matter?
It's probably not your usual style to come to me in such a big way."
Without waiting for the two to answer, Charles nodded his fingers without any respect and said: "Oh, by the way, dear Grand Duke, although we have met since childhood, I don't know your name yet.
May I ask, what a glorious prince you have."
Can you tell me the title of Rong?"
Prince Gurungs smiled sinisterly: "Oh, little friend, his name is not important.
What is important is mine, my name...
My surname is Gurungs.
Prince Gurungs, maybe you should understand that the name on you is Part of the gene comes from our Gurungs family.”
Charles's face became extremely gloomy: "Excuse me for being rude, but I didn't know that a glorious prince actually came in front of me.
God is above me, and I believe in him, not that damn Satan.
In other words, God A damn guy too, but you Why come to me?
I don’t think I have anything to do with your filthy race.
I would only feel ashamed if part of my genes came from your family.
"Who you are has nothing to do with me."
Gurungs's eyes flashed red, and Charles seemed to have been hit hard by a huge hammer.
He threw himself from the chair to the ground on the left, and his seat was completely turned into powder.
Charles jumped up quickly, with murderous intent surging in his eyes, and said viciously: "Dear Prince Gurungs, according to your status, you actually attacked me.
Haha, you vampires are indeed a damn race, and one who shouldn't be An existence that appears in this world."
His claws slowly lengthened, and a strong surge of energy appeared on his body.
Gurungs raised a finger, shook it slightly, and said loudly: "Oh, no, I am just teaching you that among us, remember, we are the blood clan, we must learn to respect those who are higher than you.
A tall person...
Aha, maybe Shaq won't mind your rudeness to him, as a boy who is infinitely close to the Grand Duke, but as for me, I hope you will maintain a little respect for me and our vampire family.
Respect, do you understand?
Otherwise, I will kill you."
Gurungs' fingers were shrouded in a burst of black mist, wisps of faint black smoke rose up, and powerful dark energy fluctuations enveloped the entire office.
Gurungs shouted in a low voice: "Years."
Those books and periodicals The pages of the information turned yellow, and then the black pieces of paper floated down like butterflies.
The golden frame of the mural on the wall instantly turned black, and the entire oil painting began to bubble and wrinkle, and finally turned into garbage worthless.
As for the other furnishings, it seemed as if they had been baptized by thousands of years and turned into piles of rotting garbage.
Even the walls were covered with spider webs and had cracks.
The window glass was all covered with thick dust.
Gurungs nodded reservedly, bowed slightly and said: "Look, I left you, a cute little friend, and an electric lamp.
Maybe it would be better for us to talk under the light...
As for you, you see, if my The target of magic is you, maybe."
Ciel is such an arrogant and stubborn person, and there is a cold sweat in his heart.
The power of Prince Gurungs is really amazing.
Maybe his absolute strength of power is not high, but there is nothing Ciel can do about such a weird magic.
To defend, maybe if Gurungs had murderous intentions towards Charles, Charles would turn into a ball of withered bones.
In just three seconds, Gurungs had already let time pass for thousands of years.
The murderous aura in Charles slowly dissipated, and he looked at Gurungs with a little fear: "What do you want?"
Prince Gurungs smiled arrogantly: "Look, a good conversation atmosphere is good for both of us, isn't it?
Dear children, I don't want to kill you, although the highest power organization of the vampire family has had such an idea. ."
Gurungs recalled the fearful power of Prince Philip, and his face stiffened slightly.
Prince Philip alone could definitely destroy his family.
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This is a very terrifying power.
Without giving Charles a chance to speak, Prince Gurungs shrugged his shoulders and said: "I tried my best to protect you and let our highest authority organization accept you...
As long as you swear to obey the blood clan and recognize your identity as a descendant of the blood clan, We can spare you, or rather spare you.
Children, you don’t want all of your friends to be killed by us.”
The thoughts in Charles's mind were racing.
He licked his lips, nodded and said: "Then, thank you, my companions will also be grateful to you.
So, what exactly do you want to do with your visit this time?"
Prince Gurungs smiled: "Smart young man, it's nothing, it's really nothing, I just want you...
Well, a very wonderful plan, one that can instantly increase your strength to the level of a grand duke or even higher Are you interested in our plan?
Don't be hypocritical.
Don't use human etiquette and morality to restrain yourself.
Think about it and give full play to the nature of our blood family.
Strength, power, money, and absolute control over life and death.
Are you interested?
" A faint bloodthirsty aura emanated from Gurungs.
Ciel's eyes were a little dazed.
He nodded slowly and asked: "What do you mean?
I don't care about power.
I am very powerful now.
Is money useful to me?
Yes, power.
If you can give me strength."
Gurungs smiled: "Cute little kid, power, yes, power, maybe one day, you will surpass me, your strength can surpass me.
It is possible, then, listen to my plan, it is very wonderful The plan was proposed by our glorious and great leader of the Camarilla."
Charles was shocked.
He vaguely knew what the Camarilla was, so he became more and more interested in the plan proposed by the leader of the Camarilla.
As Gurungs recounted his story, Ciel's eyes widened wider and wider, and he sensitively discovered the wonderful opportunity.
As soon as Gurungs finished speaking, Charles raised his hand: "Of course, I am willing, I am willing to take up this position."
Gurungs laughed: "Oh, now don't you think the Vampires are a damned, filthy race?"
Charles knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Of course not.
I have made unforgivable mistakes before.
Dear Prince, please forgive me.
I will absolutely obey the secret party's plan and I am willing to convert to the vampire clan." , use my little bit of power to let the glory of the vampires envelope the whole world. " Gurungs laughed, listened attentively, and whispered: "Okay, okay, your people are here...
Remember, you must rush to Scotland in seven days.
The detailed address is... .
This is your identity certificate.
Otherwise, your life will definitely be in danger.
Well, let's go.
You are a smart man and don't need me to say anything more.
Our Gurungs family may need your help in the future. , Dear Mr.
Acting Member.”
Gurungs let out a shrill laugh and nodded with one finger.
The entire wall of Charles' office facing the street collapsed, and countless rubbles flew away.
Gurungs and Shaq were covered in a layer of black smoke and flew out.
Charles stood up.
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His rotten door had been kicked open, and a dozen special forces rushed in.
Charles put his hands behind his back and ignored the soldiers who were stunned by the strange scene in the room.
He looked back at the hundreds of black shadows shooting away.
Cold sweat dripped down again.
He said in a deep voice: "That's enough.
Okay, the enemy has been driven away, you can leave."
Charles smiled: "I am a person who knows the current affairs.
Haha, why should I go against the entire Vampire Clan?
The Vampire Clan is filthy, but I need to have the power to destroy them...
Damn, the power is more powerful than Gurungs.
Powerful power."
Looking at the messy office, Charles clenched his fists tightly
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