After dressing up as the evil girl in the second game, I opened my eyes and found myself in the Shur

Rosehill stared at that hand, his dark eyes like a ferocious beast staring at its prey. He put his gloves on the backs of a row of seats, unbuttoned two buttons of his suit jacket, and revealed the sharp lips under his perfect lips. The teeth are like two sharp blades emitting cold light.

The too pale complexion and fangs finally made several gangsters around him realize that something was wrong. Just as they were about to take out their guns and threaten him, Rose Hill moved in front of the leader who was pressing down on Serra. No one could see clearly what he was doing. Able to teleport to a place more than ten meters away.

In the horrified eyes of their accomplices, they only saw their boss's smile frozen, his neck twisted back in an incredible arc, and the cigar in his mouth fell to the ground and scattered a little ash, dirtying the Duke who had turned into a hunter. Pant legs.

The big hand pressing on the back of Sierra's hand moved away. She was not sure if she had just heard the sound of bones being broken, because in just a few seconds, she heard extremely frightened voices coming from all directions in front of her. Screams, those screams were twisted and broken, louder than the gunfire that penetrated the roof.

She subconsciously took the money on the counter and took two steps back, her whole back pressed against the glass window of the cash desk.

Someone kept trying to rush to the door. Aldin, who was responsible for guarding the door, raised his hand, held a young man's neck and threw him back.

"Wow!"

With an easy throw, he threw the person directly to the money withdrawal counter next to Sera. The glass shattered with the force of the person's violence, and the broken pieces fell at her feet. The loud bang like an explosion frightened her. She winced suddenly.

Rose Hill turned around, and his cold eyes made Aldin put down his hand in embarrassment, "My hand slipped, I'm sorry."

For a minute, maybe not even a minute, the screams in her ears disappeared completely, and there was only the sound of shoes stepping on the broken glass getting closer and closer to her.

"Rose Hill?"

The girl's curled and tightly closed eyelashes trembled violently, and her delicate and beautiful face turned pale with fear.

Cold fingers touched her face like a snake's letter. The unexpected coldness made Sera tremble and she subconsciously raised her face.

"Don't open your eyes." He said calmly, with the cruel murderous intent still on his face.

Sierra touched his hand, "Are you hurt? It's very cold."

The hand on his face was quickly withdrawn. Rossisel put on his gloves again and said softly: "Come out with me."

Soon, the palm of his leather glove wrapped around her hand, intending to take her away.

Sierra held the money in one hand and was held by him in the other. Her eyelashes trembled and her voice was embarrassed, "My legs are weak, wait a minute."

Just based on the screams that lingered in her ears, she could imagine the scene of two people killing everyone.

"Trouble." Rose Hill's tone was irritated, but in the next second, two hands passed through her waist and behind her knees respectively.

The body was picked up in vain. Sierra subconsciously opened a slit of her eyes to find the position of his neck and put her arms around it. In her blurry peripheral vision, she saw a bloody severed hand on the ground and an unburned cigar. Dropped beside a crushed and rotten finger.

Sierra's heart shrank in fear, and she pushed her face into Rose Hill's neck.

Being tickled by her hair, his tone was cold and strange, "Don't open your eyes."

"I didn't open it." Sierra's voice was distorted by fear, and she couldn't even admit what she saw until she died.

Aldin stepped away from the door and glanced back with an unknown meaning, "The smelly guy is back again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the closed door of the betting hall was kicked open by an external force, and the afternoon sunlight slanted into the hall.

Eric's chest rose and fell rapidly and his breathing became rapid. Seeing the scene inside and smelling the strong smell of blood, he suddenly froze.

The beautiful and frightened aristocratic girl nestled tightly in the arms of the vampire. The two of them walked from the shadows into the sunlight together, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

Hearing the exclamations of a living person outside, Sera finally opened her eyes, and her intense heartbeat calmed down.

"Sierra." Eric's unique voice-changing voice came to her ears.

She looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the sunny werewolf boy was sweating profusely, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead from his hair that was close to his scalp, and worry and guilt hidden in his three-dimensional facial features.

He seemed to have come running.

Sierra smiled at him with a white face, "I'm fine, Eric."

The forced smile made Eric put aside the danger of not being able to get close to the vampire. He strode up to her and held one of her hands on her abdomen.

Rose Hill's eyes also moved down and became frozen.

Seeing that there was only Sera between him and the werewolf, Aldin made a gesture of preparation for battle, his face was much more serious than when he was inside.

A wolf that has transformed into a minor is also dangerous.

"Are you injured?" Eric asked guiltily. Although he didn't smell any blood on the girl, he was still worried about it.

"I didn't, the Duke saved me." Sierra was still nestled in this cold embrace. She looked at Eric's anxious look and suddenly said in surprise: "You came back from sending Anna Xi off so soon?"

Eric shook his head, "I got off the bus halfway."

"If only I could come earlier." He glanced at Rose Hill, his expression concealing disgust, "It would be better if I came earlier."

Hearing him gnashing his teeth, Sierra looked up and found that the two people looked at each other awkwardly, and there was a high probability that they were going to fight.

Rose Hill, who was holding her, had a slight blush on his face, but he was not angry. The three of them were still standing in the sunshine, with countless people watching around them.

This is not good.

Before she could laugh at Anaxi who was left behind, Sierra withdrew the hand held by Eric and tugged on the collar of Rose Hill's suit, "Can you take me home? I don't have a driver. Come pick me up."

"I'll take you home, Sierra." Eric said firmly: "You can't go with him, it's not safe."

Sera grabbed Rose Hill's collar and shook her head at him, "You should go back early. I won't be in danger. He just saved me."

Rosehill, who had not said a word during the whole process, raised the corners of her lips slightly, glanced at Eric with a mean and arrogant look, and then hugged the girl and got into the classic car.

Eric, who was rejected, couldn't tell which one was more distressed, guilty or sour.

He slapped the car window in the back and warned the vampire inside, "You'd better send her home safely instead of treating her as a post-war supplement, otherwise I will definitely come and tear you apart."

The arrogant words only received a mocking look from Rose Hill.

Hearing him speak so fiercely, Sierra immediately frowned and stopped him: "Eric, don't talk like that."

Aldin stepped on the accelerator and the car sped along.

Standing in the sun, Eric's sweat dripped from his jawline, which was gradually getting stronger. His mood also worsened to the extreme due to Sierra's choice.