Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 680
"uniform……"

Boris shook his head and said solemnly: "We are gourmets, not audiences watching small movies. Enjoy yourself, bye."

Boris got up to leave, but the fat man stopped him.

"Fatty, you are getting worse and worse, get out of the way." Boris said, "We are a noble family, not despicable single dogs."

The tall man stood up abruptly, and kicked the chair aside, "Boris, what do you mean?"

The woman also said: "My old lady is also a single dog, even before she was transformed."

"Boris, you don't seem to have any women, do you? I've been flirting with Ge Li every day, but I haven't seen you take any real action." The fat man followed.

"Hahaha."

Boris laughed, leaning back and forth, and finally, he squatted on the ground and laughed.

"Boris, have you laughed enough?" The woman felt ridiculed.

"Boris, if you don't speak clearly, I don't mind tasting the blood of the same kind today." The tall man lifted Boris up with one hand.

There was also a man with a bald head. He sat quietly, holding a knife and fork in his hand, and the knife and fork rubbed against the table to make a harsh sound.

Finally, Boris suppressed his laughter and said, "Since when have you been so sensitive? The single dogs I'm talking about are despicable people, but we don't belong to this category."

"Also, you said Geli, she was a slut when she was alive, how many men did she have sex with? Although, after she changed, she seemed to have forgotten her previous hobby, I still think she is dirty, besides, she is Griffith The count's goddaughter."

When Boris said this, the tall man accepted it and put him down.

Immediately afterwards, their attention was placed on the fat man.

"Don't play tricks, let's listen to it, what is it to subdue temptation?" The woman stared at the fat man and said.

"I don't need to say anything, they are already here." Fatty walked to the door and opened it, "Welcome friends in uniform."

"You... why are you here?"

The middle-aged man was shocked, "Didn't you not follow?"

The few policemen in the back thought about it too, they didn't delay for a moment, why did this fat man arrive before them?
"There is a shortcut, don't you know?" The fat man smiled triumphantly: "Come in quickly, I have already brought the gangster under control, my friends who subdued, the credit is all yours."

"Huh?" The middle-aged man felt something was wrong.

The fat man winked at the four of Boris. Except for the bald head, all three of Boris became excited. They really subdued his friends. Boris raised his hand and shouted at the door: "We dare not!" , subdue friends and let us go."

The woman said: "We only ate three people, not a lot."

As she said that, the woman gave the tall man a wink. He threw the corpses on the table on the ground and shouted to the door: "The corpses are all here."

The light in the room was dim, and it was hard to see clearly. It might be a dead body!
"Everyone be careful."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and everyone approached with guns in hand.

"They all squat down against the wall and put their hands on their heads."

"You go too!"

The fat man said, "I am reporting the case and assisting you in catching the murderer."

"Squat over!"

The middle-aged man thinks that this fat man belongs to the same group, and he thinks that this group of people are all crazy, no, they are perverted.

Thinking of neuropathy, he has a headache, should he call someone from the mental hospital?
Except for the big bald head, the four of them squatted by the wall, holding their heads in their hands, and their eyes were full of excitement and anticipation.

The policewoman asked the middle-aged man, "Captain, I suspect they have mental problems."

The middle-aged man frowned, "Call someone from the mental hospital later."

"Why are you still sitting?"

A male policeman went up to him with bald legs, but he couldn't push him.

"Oh, you have a lot of strength." The male policeman pushed again.

"Captain, there seems to be something wrong with these corpses."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man lowered his head to look at the corpse, his brows furrowed again.

"Captain, it seems like a mummy that has been dead for a long time, these people..."

The female policeman answered the man's words and said, "These people are seriously ill, they even dug out the mummy to eat, oh..."

The female policeman felt sick and wanted to vomit.

All four of Boris' eyes were on the big bald head. Seeing that the big bald head was pushed several times by a male policeman, Boris said, "The bald head should be angry."

"Yeah, if I don't get angry, I won't be able to hold back anymore. These friends in uniform are too tempting."

"Well, Boris, he shouldn't have been invited tonight. He's awkward and not enjoyable."

"If you don't invite him, if he finds out, how many of us are okay?" Boris rolled his eyes.

"Damn it." The fat man scolded, "That kid's hand strength is too small."

Fatty is so energetic, he can't wait to push himself up.

The male policeman stopped pushing, he backed away slowly, and with fear on his face, he trembled and shouted: "Captain, Captain, there is a problem."

"What's wrong?" The middle-aged man turned around and asked.

"he……"

Just as the policeman opened his mouth, a fork plunged into his throat. The policeman held his neck, and blood gushed out.

No one expected that the bald head would shoot suddenly, and the middle-aged man shouted, "Shoot!"

bang bang bang...

Gunshots rang out.

The four of Boris didn't pay attention to the gunshots. They all licked their lips and looked at the male policeman whose neck was bleeding.

"It's a damn shame." Fatty cried.

"It's a waste!" Boris gasped, resentful.

"Waste is shameful!" the tall man said.

"It's really... difficult to get along with a bald head," the woman said.

Looking back, he was no longer in the original place, he came to the other side of the room, and his hand was pinching the neck of a male policeman.

"Let him go!" the middle-aged man yelled.

In fact, he was in a mess, what happened tonight?

There is a holy place over there, and here... this bald head is so fast.

However, middle-aged people know that people from the Holy Land will not eat corpses.

Well, they are...

"The smell of gunpowder disgusts me."

The bald head finally spoke the first sentence.

"I remember that since 100 years ago, I really dislike the smell of gunpowder."

"Pushing back another 100 years, I was injured by gunpowder, and that incident seems to be the root cause."

"But it seems not."

The bald man shook his head and said, "It's been so long that I can't even remember it. Anyway, I just don't like the smell of gunpowder."

All the friends in the uniform were terrified. If this man is not out of his mind, he means he has lived at least... 200 years.

What can live for 200 years and still look so young...

"We are the blood clan, the noble blood clan, and the noblest gourmand among the blood clan. We need blood."

Boris saw the male policeman's blood flow cleanly, he couldn't stand it anymore, "Baldhead, we need blood!"

"patty start."

The bald head said.

(End of this chapter)