The infinite life of a certain beauty

Chapter 88 Gwen False Kirkway
Kirk is not interested in whether Blade lives or dies.

same.

He also has no interest in understanding the behind-the-scenes manipulator behind Gwen who made him mutate.

and so……

Since Gwen wanted to know, it was just right to stay here and learn about his own affairs while he was out.

Yeah.

He wasn't worried about Gwen's safety either.

Because judging from the contact just now, Dickon is a smart person.

After Kirk finished speaking, he turned around, ignoring the monitor, and after punching Dickon flying, he roared, turned and smashed the wall, and the blade, which jumped out of the 30-odd high-rise buildings, walked straight out of the office.

Compared to Blade, or Gwen's mutation or something, Kirk is more concerned about his own affairs.

Once back and forth, three hours should be enough.

Kirk walked out of the vampire building behind him, glanced at the time on his watch, and thought to himself.

A vampire drove up his Ford car, trotted up to Kirk, and handed Kirk his car keys.

"Sir, the car keys."

"Thank you."

Kirk took the key, glanced at the vampire, who was staring at the two big bags of fangs on his waist, with a nervous and frightened face, smiled, and walked towards the Ford sedan not far away without embarrassing the vampire.

boarding.

ignition.

In one go, Kirk directly drove the Ford sedan under him towards New Jersey.

In the building behind.

Accompanied by a roar, Dickon was covered in blood and his suit was tattered at this moment, with a gloomy expression, he pushed open the door of his office.

Several vampires also walked in behind Dickon with ugly faces and panic.

"Fake!"

"Shet!"

Dickon swears again and again, and is a little out of breath.

After all, theoretically speaking, the reason why Dao Feng is so powerful is because he has Dickon's blood in his body, and what Dao Feng did just now is almost no different from a disobedient son.

even……

Dickon seriously suspected that if it wasn't for his own strength, the mutated blade would have killed him directly.

"hiss!"

Dickon closed his eyes, propped his desk with both hands, breathed out a miscellaneous breath like a bat, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Where did he go?"

"Brooklyn direction."

"kill."

Dickon took a deep breath, turned around, looked at the several vampires standing in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Take that female doctor as bait, kill Daofeng, life or death!"

The reason why he saved Dao Feng's life before was because he mistakenly thought that Dao Feng had returned to his ancestors and became a blood clan, and was the key sacrifice to awaken the blood god.

Now that this mistake has been corrected, there is no need to catch the blade alive.

Dickon clenched his fists and looked gloomy.

"I want him to die!"

"Yes."

Several vampires looked at each other in dismay, then nodded one after another, with a gesture of fleeing, turned and walked outside the office, ready to lead someone to kill the blade.

Dickon watched the scene of several vampire men leaving with a gloomy expression, walked straight to the coffee table, picked up his wine glass, and drank a full glass of bourbon in one gulp.

next second.

"puff!"

Dickon couldn't help but spit out the bourbon from his mouth: "It's really terrible."

at this time.

A voice came from behind Dickon.

"It's terrible, why didn't you tell Kirk just now?"

"..."

Dickon raised his head, turned around, looked at Gwen standing at the bathroom door, and raised his eyebrows.

"……Miss?"

"Gwen."

Gwen smiled slightly, reported her name, then pointed to the bathroom behind her, and looked at Dickon: "Sorry, you weren't there just now, I used your bathroom, don't mind."

Dickon hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "Of course not, but, didn't you go with that lord?"

That adult?

Gwen's thoughts turned sharply, she smiled, and shrugged: "Kirk has always liked to be alone, and, if I go there, it will only cause trouble for him, so he left me behind."

Dickon nodded.

"Then you and that adult..."

"you guess."

Gwen said with a smile on her face, returned to the sofa, sat down, and looked at Dickon: "Kirk has always wanted to drink my blood, but I have never given it."

Dickon raised an eyebrow.

For a blood race, it can be described like this.

He can drink whoever he wants to drink, there is no such thing as whether the other party will give it or not.

unless……

This Gwen has a very close relationship with that lord, and even, maybe that lord is in pursuit.

Under Gwen's words, Dickon made up his own mind.

I am not misleading you.

It's your own imagination, and it has nothing to do with me.

Gwen looked at the expression on Dickon's face and said so in her heart, and then looked at Dickon with a relaxed expression: "Kirk asked me to stay, in fact, there is another purpose, Mr. Frost, but you should know, don't you?"

Dickon frowned, then nodded.

"Yes."

"Tell me then."

Gwen suppressed the excitement in her heart, spread her hands, and said in a casual tone: "Kirk knows it too, but he hates things that have nothing to do with him, so if I wait for him to come back and ask him again, he will tell me, but he probably won't be very happy. Mr. Frost, you don't want any accidents in the plan to resurrect the Blood God."

A Japanese vampire who happened to come in through the door was slightly taken aback when he heard Gwen's last words, and couldn't help but glanced at Gwen who was sitting on the sofa.

At this moment, he thought it was a fellow from the island country who was speaking.

Dickon looked at the Japanese vampire who barged in.

"whats the matter."

"The female doctor was rescued by the blade, and Alan and the others are chasing her."

"..."

After the Japanese vampire finished speaking, he looked at Dickon, who had a changing expression on his face, quickly bowed ninety degrees, said "excuse me", and quickly retreated and closed the door.

"Roar!"

"puff!"

After the mutation, the mutated blade, which was like a small hill, tore a vampire apart with both hands while holding the female doctor under its armpit. Then, with a bang, it spread the ugly wings that grew from its back, and like a flutter of moths, it knocked away the few vampires in front of it, rushed out of the glass of the building, and flew into the sky.

The angry vampires chased to the gate of the building and stopped in an instant.

into the eye.

Darkness has fallen, and light has returned to the world.

Angry vampires stood at the entrance of the building, looked up, and watched the soaring sky, like a flying pig, quickly away from their blades, showing their angry fangs.

next second.

boom!
The basement of the building smashed open, and three black SUVs roared onto the road, chasing after the flying pig.

……

(End of this chapter)