Super Taobao

Chapter 120 Dracula

When Ye Feng appeared in front of Nicholas again, Nicholas didn't seem surprised at all, he was half lying on the hospital bed watching a talk show. 26nbsp;

"You look pretty good!" Ye Feng stood at the door of Nicholas' room with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"The internal organs are in a mess. It will take at least ten days and a half months to fully recover, and it will take at least 20 days to recover to the peak state. Now you change your mind and want to kill me?" Nicholas put down the remote control in his hand, looked It seemed that he turned his head to Ye Feng's direction with some effort.

"That's not true, I just came to see how you're recovering, and I'm just worried that you'll die!" Ye Feng walked into the room very rudely as if chatting with an old friend, and pulled the bed away He sat down on a chair next to him and looked at Nicholas who was half lying on the bed.

The bruises on his face healed quickly, but his internal organs were severely damaged, which made his complexion look unwell.

"Then don't worry, the blood race is not such a fragile race. If it were as fragile as human beings, the blood race would have been exterminated countless times! But, thank you for your concern. Tell me, since you didn't come to kill me, then There must be other purposes, and there is no need to go around in circles! Our friendship is not good enough for you to visit me on the hospital bed. I don’t like you, and you don’t like me, it’s a fact!” Nicholas tapped his toes Even thinking about it, Ye Feng couldn't come to see him for no reason.

"I want to know, how many blood counts are there on Earth? What are their names? Where do they live?" Ye Feng asked three questions in succession.

"This is my vampire, right? Excuse me, why did I tell you this kind of thing? Judging by your appearance, it is obvious that you want to trouble other vampires!" Naturally, Nicholas could guess that Ye Feng asked such a thing. Questions are never a good thing.

"I have no prejudice against the blood race. It is what you do that makes me prejudice against you. This has nothing to do with your blood race. I just want to find that guy to confirm one thing. So, you don't have to worry about me killing all of you. All the blood races that have arrived." Ye Feng put on a serious expression, staring at Nicholas and said.

"What if I don't tell you? What can you do? Kill me? Or kidnap me, who is powerless now, and torture me? Until you get the answer you want." Nicola's face Showing a sarcastic smile, "Why do you think I will tell you this kind of thing? They are of the same race as me, and you are my enemy! Don't forget, the way I am now, although it is not directly caused by you , but it has nothing to do with you."

"Okay, there will be a time later!" Ye Feng stared at Nicholas for a while, then slowly sat up from the chair and walked out of the room.

"Hey," Nicholas yelled at Ye Feng when he walked to the door, "That guy's name is Dracula, and his castle is in London!"

"Dracula?" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned his head, "It seems to be a celebrity, why did you suddenly change your mind and tell me this?"

"As long as you are a blood clan, you know that there are only two blood clan earls on the earth, one is me and the other is him." The expression on Nicholas's face was obviously somewhat helpless, "It's better to let others tell you. I'll tell you myself."

"Actually, I also don't like that guy. He is also an earl, why can his Dracula name spread all over the world, and I, Nicholas, can only live in a corner." Nicholas seemed a little indignant, "Everyone Everyone knows Dracula, Earl of the Blood Race, but my name has never appeared in any publications. It would be better if you kill him, and I will be the only Earl on Earth from now on! Haha..."

"What do you want from him?" Nicholas saw Ye Feng walk to the door, and shouted at him.

"There's no need to tell you this!" Ye Feng ignored the mad Nicholas, shook his head, turned and left.

Not long after leaving Nicholas' castle, Ye Feng took a taxi to the airport, and at the same time dialed Long Tian's number.

"I just talked to Nicholas, and there is another earl in London. See if you can find out his exact location. I am rushing to London now. If you find it, ask Kelly to send me a message using the Hunter account. I can see it when I get off the plane!"

Just as Ye Feng finished speaking, Long Tian's somewhat surprised voice came from the other side of the phone. "I originally thought that it was impossible for that guy to say such a thing, but I didn't expect you to have some tricks."

"He recruited himself, let's talk about the details when we get back! I'll hang up first!" Ye Feng said and hung up the phone.

After arriving at the airport, Ye Feng's itinerary was extremely smooth, and he just caught up with a flight to London.

After several hours of traveling and changing planes, Ye Feng finally arrived in London.

I found a hotel not far from the airport, and after connecting the laptop to the Internet cable, Ye Feng finally connected to the Hunter's network and successfully logged in to the Hunter's webpage.

I saw Kelly's message. It was a map of London. The location of the old castle was clearly marked on the map. It was in a remote place in the suburbs.

Ye Feng recorded the route on the map in his mind, and left the hotel quickly.

It was a medieval castle, surrounded by mountains and rivers, but it was different from ordinary scenic spots.After Ye Feng inquired, it turned out that this ancient castle was actually bought, and the man who bought the ancient castle was rarely seen by people in the nearby villages, and only knew that he was a rich man.

Under everyone's astonishment, Ye Feng walked straight to the gate of the ancient castle, and rang a doorbell that was decorated in a simple and simple way.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man, wearing some retro clothes, with a mustache on his upper lip.He actually has the strength of Golden Core Stage, and he was obviously shocked when he saw Ye Feng.

"Hi, I'm here to find Mr. Dracula!" Ye Feng said bluntly.

"There is no Mr. Dracula here, only Earl Dracula!" The middle-aged man corrected somewhat arrogantly, as if he had no intention of letting Ye Feng enter the house.

"Okay, then I'll find Count Dracula!" Ye Feng felt that the blood race's habit was really unbearable.

"He's not at home now! Who are you?" The middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper gave Ye Feng a disappointing answer.

"My name is Ye Feng. I'm from China. I'm here to confirm something with him." Ye Feng didn't hide too many things.

"Oh, but, the Earl is out, and he probably won't be back in a short time! I'm afraid you will return disappointed this time." The middle-aged housekeeper didn't ask any more questions, but just informed Dracula about leaving Ye Feng.

"Is it convenient for me to go in and talk?" Ye Feng obviously didn't believe what he said.

"Hmm..." The butler hesitated for a moment, "Well, looking at you, if you don't confirm it yourself, you won't believe it! Then you come in, anyway, you know something you shouldn't know."

Ye Feng smiled noncommittally, and followed him into the castle.

The surrounding residents who saw this scene couldn't believe their eyes. As far as they knew, the owner of this castle did not welcome outsiders to visit.They have lived here for decades, and they have never gone in to find out their true colors, but a strange oriental person went in with a few words.

Ye Feng entered the old castle and looked around. The area of ​​this old castle is a bit larger than that of Nikolai, and the decoration is also a bit more delicate. It seems that Dracula is more beautiful than Nicholas. Know how to enjoy.

"I don't know how Mr. Ye found this place?" the housekeeper asked while pouring tea for Ye Feng.

"I have a friend from Canada, his name is Nicholas!" Ye Feng saw that after he said this, the teapot in the butler's hand almost fell from his hand.

"I don't know why that lord asked Mr. Ye to come over?" The butler secretly looked at Ye Feng with sideways eyes.

"Nicola didn't call me here, it's my business!" Ye Feng shook his head, glanced at the silent butler, and changed the subject, "Are you the butler here?"

"That's right, my lord Edward, Viscount of the Blood Race!" The butler didn't hide his identity, he really thought Ye Feng was Nicholas' friend.

"Oh, so it's the Viscount," Ye Feng pretended to exclaim, "I don't know how many Earls there are in the Blood Race? Except for the two I know..."

"Unfortunately, there are only two adults left on this earth..." Edward seemed a little helpless.

"I thought Count Nicholas was joking with me when he said that!" Ye Feng finally confirmed that the murderer was most likely Dracula.

"This kind of thing may not be very important to human beings, but it is no joke to blood race!" Edward said blankly, "I don't know if Mr. Ye has anything to leave a message for the Earl , if there is, you can write it down, or tell me directly."

"When will Count Dracula come back?" Ye Feng ignored Edward's proposal.

"Usually, the shortest month is the shortest, and the longest is more than 50 years. He just left five days ago, and it is unlikely that he will come back in a short time!" Edward didn't know the truth of what he said.

Ye Feng knew that he couldn't wait for Dracula, "Do you know where he went?"

"I don't know, maybe it's China!" Edward still had a kind smile on his face.

"Well, it seems that you don't welcome me very much! Then I'll go back to China first, and then think of other ways." Ye Feng said, put down the teacup in his hand, and walked away.

After the door creaked shut, a young and beautiful woman suddenly appeared next to Edward and shouted at him, "Why don't you let me kill him? It doesn't matter if he is at the peak of the Jindan Stage, we Both of them are in the late stage of Jindan, so are you afraid that he will fail?"

"His body has a strong smell of blood, the smell is stronger than the Earl... I can guarantee that if we do it, we will become cold corpses lying on the carpet... "Edward frowned, staring at the closed door, without moving away for a long time.