Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1125 The Rhythm of Death

In the Presbyterian Church, a group of blood clan old men stared at Senge.

Senge's head was sweating, and he recounted what happened just now.

He said that after Long Fei arrived at the warehouse, he wanted to take Huaxia's captives as servants.

People in Huaxia cursed him as a traitor, a traitor, and a traitor.

When Long Fei got angry, he set fire to the whole warehouse.The corpses were all turned into ashes.

Before dying, those Huaxia people screamed and scolded, it was really miserable!
The members of the Presbyterian Church glanced at each other and waved Senge down.

Chairman John Gangelo said with a smile, "Duke Mudan Karen, Duke Alan Dracula, do you believe it now?"

These elders are now only the blood of half-step princes.

There is usually only one prince in a family.

This was cultivated by the strength of the Heju clan, and at the same time, there is a great requirement for the purity of the blood.

Sometimes, it takes hundreds of years to return to the ancestors and a suitable seedling appears.

This is the reason why the Karen family and the Dracula family are angry.

Long Fei killed the young children they cultivated with all their heart, this is to exterminate their descendants!

Karen, Dracula, and the elders of the Vanjo clan looked at each other, frowned and said, "This son is so cruel to his own people, will he really listen to my orders?"

"Yeah, when the time comes, he's going to kill us again and break us down one by one, so what should we do?"

"The offspring of mixed blood, if they are too sharp, it is not a good thing after all."

Their words caused the other elders to be silent for a while.

John Gangelo laughed loudly, "Elders, don't worry, the princes of our families will also go to the east this time. At that time, let this kid be the vanguard. When his value is used up, our thirteenth blood clan will go again." Let's work together to destroy him. Doesn't this kill two birds with one stone and get twice the result with half the effort?"

The elders of Dracula's three clans had bright eyes, did not expect this competitor to have such an idea?
They also thought that the old wolf head deliberately lured the dragon flying in to oppose them.

After all, the president is the president, and what he considers is to be more comprehensive than them.

A group of people suddenly realized that they couldn't help applauding John Gangelo.

Indeed, no one knew Huaxia better than Long Fei.

They don't mind being a modern version of the Eight-Power Allied Forces, using China to control China and reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

On a mountain peak in the Alps, there are valleys on three sides and hillsides on one side.

On the edge of the canyon, there stands a large old castle. You can tell from the moss on the stone wall that it has a history of thousands of years.

The Cullen family's ancestral land in the holy mountain is here. As the head of the clan, Blair Cullen obviously hasn't understood the meaning of the old wolf head John Gangelo.

He beat a Huaxia woman with a whip, biting her neck almost morbidly.

The teeth of the blood race can freely release a kind of toxin.

In the blood race, this kind of toxin is called assimilation gene.

If the body of the bitten person is contaminated with this toxin, it will soon mutate into a blood race.

However, Blair Cullen apparently did not release the toxin.

The poor woman was sucked into a mummy by him in a short while, struggled in fear on the iron chain for a while and died.

Blair opened his mouth and roared, "Dirty woman, damn Chinese, kill my son, I will make you all pay the price."

Last night, he had people kidnap hundreds of young Chinese women from the warehouse.

He vomited on Long Fei, but vented on these ordinary Chinese women.

Up to now, this is No. 13 women who were tortured to death by him.

Cook Dracula, who came back with him, was holding a goblet, drinking scarlet blood, sitting aside with his legs crossed, comforting him elegantly, "Blair, be more elegant. You are the Duke, the patriarch of the blood clan , how can you be so messed up?"

Blair yelled, "Cook, are you going to give in to that Chinese man too? Could it be that our son died in vain? Think of my family Luke, who was born with a different handle and returned to his ancestors, but now he has no bones left. Wouldn't the position of the patriarch of my Karen family be in the hands of my younger brother?"

Cook Dracula said concentratingly, "I understand what you said, and I am also facing the same problem. But anger can't solve the problem. We have to find a way to kill that Chinese man, so that we can avenge blood."

Blair sat across from him and asked curiously, "What can you do?"

Cook Dracula said with a sinister smile, "This time, our Dracula family is in charge of advancing the waterway. At that time, as long as a powerful bomb hits his boat. No matter how powerful he is , as long as this bomb is detonated, he can easily be sent to hell."

"Is this method feasible?"

Blair was excited.

Cook smiled and said, "Of course, I have sent someone to find a dirty bomb. If it explodes, the temperature at the center can reach 10,000+ degrees. As long as it is a living body, it is always made of carbon elements. What if it is the blood of a prince?" , will still turn into ashes in the intense heat.”

"Tall, Brother Cook is taller!"

Blair picked up the cigar and took a puff, approving of Cook's idea.

He almost forgot that now is the age of science and technology, what to do with cold weapons, just move your head on hot weapons, and everything will be settled.

The two raised their goblets and clinked one.

Blair greeted excitedly, "Brother Cook, go to my basement. The Chinese women I found are all like little sheep. You can pick a few and enjoy them, and you will definitely benefit from them. "

Cook nodded with a smile, and went down to the basement with him.

The basement of this ancient castle is huge, and there is a dungeon dedicated to detaining prisoners.

It was dingy, dirty and smelly inside.

The hundreds of Chinese women brought by him were all imprisoned here.

They have endured unimaginable horror these days, their world view has completely collapsed, and they spend every day in fear of death.

The three of Li Zhenni were injured the most at the beginning, and they didn't practice well at ordinary times, but they were still taken down by the blood clan at the critical moment.

They pierced Li Zhenni's legs and arms with long thorns refined from the Youlan Divine Blood Stone.

Li Zhenni was covered in blood and nearly paralyzed.

If she hadn't relied on a burst of energy to continue her life, she would have been unable to survive this meeting.

Even so, she still comforted the girls, "Everyone, don't be afraid, hold on for a while, I believe someone will come back to save us."

She had an intuition that Long Fei would definitely come over.

That's why she persisted until now.

On the stairs of the bunker, someone laughed out loud, "Huaxia woman, who do you think can come and save you? Even God, he dare not come down to my bunker."

Blair Cullen stared at Li Zhenni jokingly. From the beginning, he was full of curiosity about this Chinese woman.

In this woman's body, he unexpectedly discovered some sacred blood that was different from ordinary people.

This kind of blood has a fatal temptation for him.

He pretended to bring hundreds of women here, but his real purpose was actually for Li Zhenni.

(End of this chapter)