Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1284: Image Loss (Twenty Six)

As the saying goes, where sincerity leads to gold and stone, it will open up.

The invitation that Fu Qian had carefully prepared since just now finally received a response.

On a moonlit night, the villa is crazy. The target who appears at this moment has the word "high-end" in his every move, and he has the style of a mastermind behind the scenes.

Even the styling is so classic and elegant.

He has a rather young face, tall and straight body, pale complexion, and deep eyes with a flash of scarlet as he glances at him. His painting style is more than 90% consistent with that of his family friends Goulard and his family.

If that's not enough, behind this man, a pair of broad bat wings are flapping and closing.

Although the most eye-catching thing is the bloody pattern on it, as long as the special effects are removed, you can find that the shapes are almost the same.

A branch of the blood clan in a foreign land?

This is really a surprise and fascinating.

Before I paid, I no longer regretted the consultation tonight.

"What do you think of her condition?"

Pointing to the opponent's hand, he continued to invite technician No. 2 to speak.

……

It can be seen that the other party is a little flattered by the enthusiastic attempt to stay.

The specific manifestation was that he immediately responded to the call and stopped in place, never letting Fu Qian see his back.

At this time, facing the attending doctor's examination, he looked down with a solemn expression and threw the Jane in his hand to the ground.

That's right, the patient who crawled out first was already in a comatose state and was being held in his hands.

If he had gone slower, he might have chased him to some castle lair.

In fact, it is not unacceptable.

……

"You are special."

After thinking about it, the other party finally spoke, and sure enough his tone was the same as feeling good about himself.

His demeanor was obviously not respectful enough, and his gaze was a bit condescending.

"It's amazing that we can control pollution to this extent."

Ok?

The latter comment was too clear-cut. Fu Qian followed the other person's gaze and looked down, and for a moment he understood the reason why the shock index was so high.

What this person is looking at is the big mouth on his chest.

Since the blood mist had not completely dissipated, Fu Qian was not in a hurry to take his mouth back.

Even in order to express the eager welcome, the Taoist friend I just greeted was also shouted with this mouth.

"There's no point in flattering me. Tell me what you've learned during this time."

Understanding is understanding, but the next moment Fu Qian's expression was calm and he didn't give him a chance to get through.

It’s not surprising that the other party mistook his own abilities for the pollution that the Order was committed to eradicating.

It's one thing to have a scary appearance, but even if it's a vampire that is considered to be a strange species almost everywhere, the fine blood lines on its wings and even the whole body are extremely eye-catching.

Just like what happened to Jane just now.

It seems that the feeling just now is correct, it is indeed Olintel who is ignorant.

What appeared on Jane's body was obviously a special kind of order, and it might even be related to the person in front of her.

In other words, although it looks weird, the big bat in front of you can be called the successor of the orthodox power of this world, and it does have the stance to denounce others as evil heretics.

There is a kind of beauty like the Holy Light Dreadlord.

……

"Jacques, so you've always known of my existence?"

As expected, he was a vampire known for his elegance. Even in the face of rebuke, he refused to lose his grace.

Before expressing his doubts, he reported his family status immediately.

"More than that, compared to Olintel, I have high hopes for you."

"You can call me Herbert."

Fu Qian shook his head and chose the name of a certain first apostle. "Because you have been following this case for significantly longer."

"Herbert..."

Jacques repeated in a low voice, but unfortunately there was no special reaction.

He obviously had no idea about this vampire elder from another world, and quickly turned his attention elsewhere.

"So you never knew about my existence...or our existence?"

"Although it's hard to believe, even if I accept this, it's honestly hard for me to understand your current behavior."

This one raised his eyebrows gracefully and pointed around.

"Isn't it better to just do what you should do honestly? What's the point of chasing me out? You shouldn't want to kill me, right?"

"Crazy is one thing. This is completely contradictory to what you said before. If you really have high hopes for me, shouldn't you let me take the person away and treat him well?"

It seems that no matter what world the vampires are in, they all have a lot of wealth.

The tutor I hired was obviously good, and his logical skills seemed to be well trained.

I gave a secret praise before paying.

Of course it's not enough.

"That's not easy. Your poor performance makes me have to lower my expectations."

The next moment, Fu Qian sneered, but he didn't give him any face. He just picked up the report in front of him and threw it on the opponent's face.

"How many times have you tried quietly before? What's the result? It's getting worse and worse, and it's getting harder and harder to clean up. You're still hiding it here!"

"You can be sure that you can solve the problem by taking the person back? Or are you going to solve the problem directly?"

"What kind of mess are you going to make when the time comes? Idiot is not enough to describe what you did!"

"What does this have to do with you..."

It is obvious that a race that is naturally proud find it difficult to accept denial.

Under the repeated bombings, Jacques's face seemed to have been broken.

"What do you think? As the attending physician, you don't want to go anywhere until you straighten out your thoughts today."

Fu Qian chose to roar out this last sentence with his chest wide open.

……

"I admit, the way she looks is the reason for me...but it's also why I'm here!"

With a firm tone and a moral high ground, Jacques seemed to have finally learned to answer questions head-on.

"If I just want to cover up the problem, there's no need to wait until now."

"continue."

Fu Qian finally nodded slightly for the first time since the fog broke.

"As a child of the stars, she would never be so bored as to tease and torture a mortal. In fact, the changes in her body are actually a gift."

"Speak the key."

Warm reminder before payment.

As a child of the stars, feeling good about yourself is a common attribute of vampires.

"I tasted Miss Winslow's blood...and in return I bestowed upon her a beauty beyond her own."

"Eye?"

Think thoughtfully before paying.

"Yes, her eyes are undoubtedly her most beautiful part, and my gift will make it look even more perfect and dazzling."

"The vampires never plunder, they only exchange."

The tone in which Jacques said this was full of gesture.

That's indeed eye-catching, but isn't your vampire's aesthetic a little too two-dimensional?

Before paying, he recalled Miss Winslow's exaggerated eyes.

"I understand, many people would not refuse this kind of business. The question is, have you considered the issue of racial aesthetic segregation before sending the reward?"

(End of this chapter)