Invincible Cheating Device Of Xianwu

"Your tone of voice is very much like a person." He Lan thought of this sentence as familiar.

After all, they are all famous figures in the business world, how could she not know.

"As you wish, go back now." Tang Han didn't know what came to mind, and immediately let the driver go back to the hotel.

I didn't feel anything before, but now that I think about it, Huateng may have more than that, and Tang Han has another view about the cooperation between Huateng and Sris.

It seems to be a strong combination of the two groups, but in fact, it is two sunset enterprises at the end of the road huddling together to warm up.

In the hotel room, Tang Han sat alone at the table, with two glasses of red wine on it.

"Since you have already followed it, don't hide, friend of the West." Tang Han looked at the red wine on the opposite side and instantly lost half, but the person still did not appear 06.

He sneered, he really pretended to be a ghost without his own means! This kind of trick is also funny to fiddle in front of him?

What is the difference between this and Banmen getting an axe?

Tang Han didn't speak again, so he didn't need to give him any face, ask him to come out and he wouldn't come out, except for the lack of beating, there was no explanation, he put his fingers together, and a flame spewed out in his hand!

This is the first time he has used spells in Blue Star, after all, the suppression of power here is really powerful, and spells can't exert much power at all, this spiritual fire is just a small warning.

"Wow wow wow!" The spiritual fire was attached to a person's body, and a black figure jumped on the chair opposite Tang Han, finally extinguishing the fire, and suddenly remembered that Tang Han was present, and immediately sat on the opposite side with an elegant look, and the fingers of a slender white but not like a living person picked up the wine glass.

"You Orientals are not the mildest? Why is your temper so hot? The white-haired man with a pale face but unusually red lips shrouded himself in his cloak, his blood-colored eyes looked at Tang Han, shaking the red wine in his hand.

"Dracula, you vampires are so rude? Isn't it that you are all elegant gentlemen? Tang Han smiled mockingly, he met those people in hell in country A, and now he actually encountered vampires in country Y, how many things on the blue star have not been discovered?

Just those fairies and demons in the westward journey world seen in country C are obviously not enough to see.

"An elegant gentleman is just a misunderstanding of us, after all, there is no gentleman who would gnaw a stranger's neck." Dracula's voice was very cold.

He woke up from a dark slumber and was found by the guidance in his heart, although he didn't know why he was looking for him, but the terrifying level of this person was indeed terrifying.

"It seems that you vampires also have a deep understanding of themselves." Tang Han felt that Dracula was more reliable than Satan, at least this elegant count could only play a small prank.

"What are you looking for me for?" Tang Han didn't believe that Dracula just wanted to chat with him.

What is there to say with a vampire?

What's more, if these people are fine, they will not look for him.

"I don't know."

Dracula's answer was unexpected by Tang Han, but it did not surprise him.

"Then think about it." Tang Han looked out the window, the branches were swayed left and right by the wind, and a figure walked in the garden below, seemingly familiar.

"What's your name?" Dracula thought for a long time, and suddenly found that he still didn't know what the name of this person was.

"Tang Han."

"Kill him..."

"Sin and blood will dye this round of heaven and moon..."

"The Demon King who has been sleeping for thousands of years has awakened and was born..."

"Destroy everything that is not of my race..."

"Kill him..."

The moment he heard Tang Han's name, countless voices suddenly appeared in Dracula's mind, all of which were clamoring to kill Tang Han, and those ancient chants, as if traveling through time, were deeply rooted in his mind.

A trace of blood flashed in Dracula's eyes, who is the owner of this voice? Why can he manipulate his will?

He pressed his forehead hard, and the voices still didn't go away.

It was as if crawling out of the coldest and darkest underground, wanting to drag him completely into the abyss.

"Blood..."

"Power..."

"All this, don't you 540 desire..."

"Come on, our King of the Sages, kill him..."

Countless crosses suddenly appeared in front of Dracula's eyes, and under each cross was a suppressed stone stele, and the dense forest of stone steles could not see the border at a glance.

Tang Han looked back and saw Dracula frowning with a pained look, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Secondary disease? Or to transform?

Suddenly!

Dracula's ten-fingered nails grew out like crazy!

The black nails make people feel that blood will drip from them in the next second! The nails were like sharp blades, grabbing straight towards Tang Han's neck!

"Is this going to be changed to kill?" Tang Han threw the glass in his hand and immediately jumped out of the chair.

Suddenly rampage or something, it's really a vampire's strange setting!

"Silly girl, function transfer!" Tang Han held the crystal doll in his hand, and the green data was continuously transmitted from the crystal doll to his brain, and at this moment, he gained strength again! .