[Comprehensive Video] Vampire from Paris

In the evening of this day, the sun had just set on the mountain, and the moon's brilliance illuminated the roof, and the moonlight was bright and clear.The bell sounded from far away.The monotonous ringing of the bells seemed to pass through the walls, and the trees that permeated the bells into the ground were like great organ pipes.The whisper and the faint singing came again.

Louis jumped from the balcony, he didn't want to go out through the gate anymore, it would save him a lot of trouble.

But a dirty tramp stopped him, and the tramp was muttering indistinctly and cursing indistinctly from his drunken mouth.Louis wanted to go around him, but he suddenly roared, "You devil, it was you, you killed Wenda!! You are Satan's helper, why don't you die! What you look like!!! Yes You, you are a devil! My God! My poor Wenda, my beloved Wenda!!" He screamed and wanted to come up and tear Louis, but Louis moved so fast that he couldn't catch him.

He decided that this was a homeless man who was drunk and abandoned by a woman, and he didn't want to entangle with him any more.

But the homeless man came back again, as if he had identified Louis, this time his voice suddenly became low and mysterious, "I know, you are not human..."

Louis was startled, his face pale under the night light.

The homeless man continued to say, "You and your companions killed my Wenda, oh," the homeless man suddenly raised his voice, "You don't know who Wenda is, hehe..."

Louis frowned, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

The tramp didn't care, "Hey, he's the one who was brought back by your companion, you know, she is my lover, we would have been very happy, but you! You devil killed her !” Speaking of this, he suddenly became excited and wanted to hit Louis.

Louis dodged and said coldly: "I don't know what you're talking about, sorry I'm in a hurry."

"Stop pretending, you devil, give back my Wenda!" The homeless man picked up the stick in his hand and began to hit Louis. Louis hid in a panic. At this moment, he moved to kill, but looking at the dirty face His face was full of despair, and the staring eyes of the two women's death appeared in his mind again, and he suddenly couldn't move.

The tramp looked even more frantic when he saw Louis just avoiding and not resisting.

The people around gradually gathered around, and Louis was very impatient, so he pushed him away, strode forward and quickly hid in the night.

That night, Louis was very anxious, and the cursed shout, those two pairs of desperate eyes, and the ferocious expression always echoed in his mind.Louis sucked the blood of those animals frantically, as if venting some kind of hatred.

He felt as if he were in the dark silence of a medieval street, blindly following the sharp bends, seeking solace among the tall narrow houses.Those houses crowded this small alley, as if connected under the cold starlight, as if they would collapse into a pile at any moment.The loneliness of the whole city seemed to converge on him.

In the early hours of the morning, Louis and Lester met at the door.

Lester hesitated to speak, while Louis skipped him and entered the door.

Lester's eyes dimmed, and he wanted to enter the door, but the homeless man rushed in again, and Lester swiftly slapped him.

The tramp yelled, "You devil!" Lester grabbed him by the neck as soon as he said the words.

The homeless man screamed loudly but was suddenly sucked in. Louis also came out when he heard the sound. The homeless man had rolled his eyes and seemed to be dying.Louis suddenly felt pity, and said to Lester: "Lester, let him go..."

Lester's expression was always casual, but his eyes were shining brightly.Louis was finally willing to talk to him, and although he was in this state, he was still elated.

He let go of the homeless man, "Louis, you're still so kind." This time his tone was not sarcasm.

Louis was a little surprised, "You let him go, let's go in."

The tramp was still coughing violently, his face was red and his neck was thick. He was very happy to hear this, and hurriedly got up to run, but Lester caught him again.

"Let me go, I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore, please"

"you shut up!"

Lester looked at him in disgust, then dropped him and Louis and went in, but he ignored the malicious light in the tramp's eyes.

"Louis, you're finally willing to talk to me, I didn't mean it that day, God, what the hell was I talking about" He was a little messy.

Louis was silent, listening to his words, and nodded after a long time.

Lester noticed that Louis' attitude had softened, and his mood improved accordingly. He raised the corner of his mouth and said briskly, "Louis, are you tired?" His eyes were as deep as a black pool, and his affection was as deep as the sea.

Louis was a little flustered, his eyes avoided Lester's gaze, he looked away as if nothing had happened, "The sun is coming out soon."

Lester laughed, holding his shoulders with both hands, and the cold atmosphere between the two was swept away.

The two entered the room and closed the door.

Seeing that the room was brightly lit, Louis took out the red wine and poured a glass for each of them. The red alcohol in the transparent glass dangled, adding a bit of temptation.

"Lester, you know you...the fact that you killed those two cockroaches is known..."

Lester's expression was very calm, with a little indifferent movement, "It's that crazy homeless man just now, it's okay, I can take care of it." Lester took a sip of wine, put the glass to his lips, listened When it came to Louis' question, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, like fear and disgust.He put down his wine glass, "'Louis, you actually asked this question?" He suddenly laughed, as if Louis had told a very funny joke, he even laughed lying on the dining table, his shoulders shrugged, and his hair was scattered on his shoulders superior.

"You?" Louis frowned, puzzled by his reaction.

Lester stood up, walked to Louis, half-kneeled down, put one hand on Louis' knee, looked up at him, and brushed his other hand from Louis' eyebrows to the bridge of his nose, and finally stopped on his forehead. on the lips.Lester's fingers were cold, and Louis leaned back, trying to avoid his touch.

"Let's get out of here." Louis blurted out suddenly.

"Ok?"

"I mean..." Before he finished speaking, the door slammed loudly.

The two looked at each other, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Lester motioned to Louis not to move, and he walked over to open the door. It was still gray outside, and the sun hadn't released his power yet, so vampires like them still had room to move.

the door is open

Outside the house is the bum, no, not just him.

There is also a large group of people who don't know where they come from, they are fierce and fierce, and the strangest thing is that there is a little girl mixed in with the group of people.

Lester's pupils shrank, knowing that today's matter could not be good. Sometimes humans foolishly make vampires laugh, but sometimes they cleverly make vampires terrified.

Louis looked at Lester blocking the door, his back was straight.

Louis stood up and saw a group of people outside.

He suddenly panicked, the world made him feel funny, and it was because of one good intention that he got such a result.

Ha ha... Louis laughed lowly.

Those people were clamoring for doubts and also a little fear.Lester's expression is too upright, he is as fearful and enviable as a real noble gentleman.

Louis walked up to Lester with a very arrogant expression and an impatient tone, "What are you doing?"

Those people retreated one after another, and they didn't know what they were afraid of. One of them looked very bold, so he asked in a sharp voice: "You, we suspect that you killed two girls..."

"Hehe..." Lester smiled gracefully. He pursed his lips lightly, stared straight at the person who spoke, and said in a deep tone, "Evidence?" These two words had a compelling momentum.

"You...you let us enter your garden to have a look...just..." His words gradually became smaller under Lester's gaze, his face flushed, and he shrank back in fear.

Louis saw the homeless man from the crowd. His eyes were full of fanaticism, his expression was very abnormal, and he was in a state of excitement. After touching the twilight of Louis, he quickly pushed through the crowd and rushed up.

"It's you! You're a devil!"

The sun was about to rise, and Louis was very anxious. He and Lester couldn't get entangled with these people at all. They didn't have the time or energy.

Leicester obviously understood this too, he said, "If you suspect that I have misbehaved, please go to a lawyer, now please leave my house, I am going to rest."

After he finished speaking, he closed the door, because Lester was very calm, and those people didn't bother him too much, and the homeless man was also taken away.

In the early hours of the morning, Louis and Lester met at the door, Lester hesitated to speak, and Louis skipped him and went in.

Lester's eyes dimmed, and he wanted to enter the door, but the homeless man rushed in again, and Lester swiftly slapped him.

The tramp yelled, "You devil!" Lester grabbed him by the neck as soon as he said the words.

The homeless man screamed loudly but was suddenly sucked in. Louis also came out when he heard the sound. The homeless man had rolled his eyes and seemed to be dying.Louis suddenly felt pity, and said to Lester: "Lester, let him go..."

Lester's expression was always casual, but his eyes were shining brightly.Louis was finally willing to talk to him, and although he was in this state, he was still elated.

He let go of the homeless man, "Louis, you're still so kind." This time his tone was not sarcasm.

Louis was a little surprised, "You let him go, let's go in."

The tramp was still coughing violently, his face was red and his neck was thick. He was very happy to hear this, and hurriedly got up to run, but Lester caught him again.

"Let me go, I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore, please"

"you shut up!"

Lester looked at him in disgust, then dropped him and Louis and went in, but he ignored the malicious light in the tramp's eyes.

"Louis, you're finally willing to talk to me, I didn't mean it that day, God, what the hell was I talking about" He was a little messy.

Louis was silent, listening to his words, and nodded after a long time.

Lester noticed that Louis' attitude had softened, and his mood improved accordingly. He raised the corner of his mouth and said briskly, "Louis, are you tired?" His eyes were as deep as a black pool, and his affection was as deep as the sea.

Louis was a little flustered, his eyes avoided Lester's gaze, he looked away as if nothing had happened, "The sun is coming out soon."

Lester laughed, holding his shoulders with both hands, and the cold atmosphere between the two was swept away.

The two entered the room and closed the door.

The room was brightly lit. Louis took out the red wine and poured a glass for each of them. The red alcohol in the transparent glass dangled, adding a bit of temptation.I was in the dark silence of the medieval streets, blindly following the sudden bends, seeking solace among the tall narrow houses.Those houses crowded this small alley, as if connected under the cold starlight, as if they would collapse into a pile at any moment.

"Lester, you know you...the fact that you killed those two cockroaches is known..."

Lester's expression was very calm, with a little indifferent movement, "It's that crazy homeless man just now, it's okay, I can take care of it."

"Let's get out of here." Louis blurted out suddenly.

"Ok?"

"I mean..." Before he finished speaking, the door slammed loudly.

The two looked at each other, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Lester motioned for Louis not to move, and he walked over to open the door. It was still gray outside, and the sun hadn't released his power yet, so they, the vampires, still had room to move.

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