Demon recovery: I started killing demons from a mental hospital

Chapter 197 You will eventually fail!
Dracula directly hit Wang Bo, which confused Stephen King.

This, this... actually threatened Count Dracula?

How can it be?There are still people in this country who can threaten Dracula?Is it from the north?
The crowd joined in.

"That's right! Look at that Stephen King thief, he's not a good guy at first sight."

"My lord Earl is wise and mighty, please quickly deal with this rebellious enemy on the spot!"

"Let me just say, this Stephen King always runs out all day long, and he understands everything!"

"I know the king now!"

One less person means one less person to allocate resources. In this case, why not do it?

The people below are adding fuel and vinegar every sentence, for fear that the fire will be small or extinguished.

It perfectly interprets what is the coldness of the world and the indifference of human feelings.

When you are down, everyone will come and step on you.I'm afraid that the stepping force is too small.

"You fart!!!"

Stephen King was so angry that he blushed.

"I'm just looking for a suitable bloodline for the earl! Don't spit on me."

However. Stephen King really likes to go out happy.

Wouldn't it be nice for him to find some young women to suck on somewhere in the hotel?
It can be described as one of the great joys of vampire life.

Neither thing is delayed.

Doing those two things together is simply exhilarating.

In addition to sucking blood, there is another thing that can only be understood, but cannot be expressed in words.

Those who understand will naturally understand!

Although, now that people's awareness of prevention has increased, they always carry some crosses and silver jewelry with them.

But Stephen King is not an ordinary vampire. As a veteran vampire, these are completely true.

Not only a disguise, but a good disguise.

He wasn't particularly afraid of those ordinary accessories.

You can pretend to be nonchalant, so that the opposite party can relax their vigilance.

Isn't it easy to relax your vigilance?
Increased the difficulty of sucking.

In this regard, Stephen King is very happy with it.

"Humph!"

Everyone snorted and looked at Stephen King with disdain.

"Whether you have done it, I know in my heart."

Count Dracula was still staring at Stephen King, wanting him to give an answer.

In fact, he still trusts Stephen King more.

These are all old people. They have worked hard all the way to the present, developed slowly, and waited for opportunities. It can be said that they know the basics.

Stephen King had recovered his composure at this time, it was just a misunderstanding.

Clear up this misunderstanding, and naturally everything will disappear.

Lord Count Dracula thought it was a trick I set up, using this girl to attract the attention of Count Dracula, let him relax his vigilance, and then destroy her.

After all, he thought that the girl was brought by me, but it was not.

Ma De, I didn't expect such a thing to happen. My cleverness was misunderstood by my cleverness, which killed me.

"My most respected Earl Dracula, the thing is like this."

Stephen King explained.

After a while, Dracula let out a long sigh of sudden realization.

"So this is ah."

Count Dracula smiled, and there was an inexplicable charm in his eyes when he looked at Stephen King.

Seeing Stephen King flustered.

After all, he did take credit for this matter. He just came here on his own, and it has nothing to do with him.

Seeing that most of Count Dracula's popularity has disappeared, the people below are a little discouraged.

They all felt sorry for it.

Seeing this, Lucy was very dissatisfied.

She felt that, given her position in Count Dracula's heart, she should be convincing.

"Master Count Dracula, don't be fooled by his one-sided words, this matter is big or small."

Lucy said seriously.

But before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Count Dracula.

He didn't want to hear such nonsense, such intrigues, and now there was an inexplicably powerful opponent, which made him upset.

Who is this person?
There is such a powerful deterrent that makes me afraid?
Matters involving life cannot be underestimated.

Could it be a werewolf from the north?
It shouldn't be, I am now in full swing, far stronger than I was before.

No no no.Not them, they are melee.

If it were them, a large group would have attacked them a long time ago, and even used sneak attacks.

Moreover, even if there is that kind of threat to me, it should be nearby.

From this point of view, it doesn't look like it.

Who would that be?
Count Dracula was wandering around, very anxious.

With this potential enemy around, the blood tonight might not be good enough to drink.

"How many compatriots have you summoned today?"

Count Dracula asked casually.

"23."

The butler silently stepped forward to report the situation.

Count Dracula nodded with some satisfaction. Only in this way, the more vampires there are, the more he can feel at ease.

After all, the summoned ones are all veteran vampires!
Veteran vampires are not simple, they can resist and fight, and they have high injuries.

However, the requirements for blood are quite high.

"Okay, good." Dracula nodded.

"Oh, yes, one more thing."

The butler added.

"Say!"

Dracula shouted.

He looked at the serious expressions on everyone's faces, could it be something bad?
don't you?Is he completely scared?

"The people from the Inkyli Council sent a group of chicken troops, and they want to sneak attack while you are away!"

"However, as I said before, they are just a group of native chicken troops who were captured by us one after another and reduced to blood."

The butler said unhurriedly.

Hearing this, Count Dracula's face was gloomy.

"Okay, today is really extraordinary. When I went out alone, I wanted to assassinate me, and when I went out alone, I wanted to have a pot. It seems that I came prepared!"

Count Dracula pondered.

His face was gloomy, as if it was the prelude before the storm, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence, as if they had fallen to freezing point in an instant.

His gaze swept across the surroundings, scaring the people around him to turn their heads quickly, as if they had nothing to do with themselves.

"Bring them here!"

"Yes!"

Soon.

The three professional teams were brought up.

At this time, they... have become vampires!
And because of the lack of blood, he became extremely weak and skinny.

Hunchbacked, very pitiful, very pitiful.

Even the majestic and fearless knight at the beginning is no longer majestic.

Although they didn't have any strength anymore, their eyes were not weak, and they looked at Dracula with hatred.

"Oh, what a pity."

Lord Count Dracula hypocritically sympathized.

"Come on, call me Master Dracula, fresh blood will be offered to you."

Dracula's voice was extremely seductive, which made some of them very excited.

Fearless knight, if you see this, is it okay?

In this case, he will definitely be bewitched by him!

"roll!"

"We don't know how to drink blood! Hehe, rubbish mammals!"

"You will fail in the end!"

said the fearless knight harshly.

He also spat on the ground very hard, with a strong sense of disdain.

Seeing what the captain said, the others had no choice but to give up and gave up the idea of ​​joining the enemy.

(End of this chapter)