After signing in for fifty years, I became the leader of the vampire clan

The two of them talked and laughed.

Push the door open and go out.

"Let's go, next stop!"

The captain leads the way.

Then at this moment, a voice came to my ears from behind——

"Your next stop is hell!"

Fang Qingyan walked towards him step by step with no expression on his face: "I'll give you a ride!"

…………………………………………

…………………………………………

ps: The new book’s performance is not good, and it really needs support. If you like this book, please vote for a free flower review. The author will work hard to write the words. Thank you everyone. .

Chapter 11

"Who!!!"

Marston Bruch's two personal guards were suddenly startled, and one of them yelled sharply.

When he saw clearly that the person walking towards the two of them turned out to be an "untouchable" in black robes, he realized that this was a false alarm.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The two vampires were about to attack, but at this moment, an extremely terrifying will suppressed them like a mountain.

Fang Qingyan was too lazy to talk nonsense.

His pupils suddenly became deep and dark, as bottomless as an abyss.

The invisible but vast spiritual power was suddenly released, like tentacles, extending forward...

Both of them had a look of fear on their faces at the same time, because they found that their bodies were unable to move at all, and even their thinking became extremely slow and slow.

Like a statue…

Superpower: Imprisoning Gaze.

"You...who are you?"

the guard asked, his heart filled with fear.

This "untouchable" turned out to be a high-level vampire with super powers!

Fang Qingyan's face was as cold as frost, and he walked step by step, but passed between the two people who were standing still.

Then without squinting, he walked into the house just now.

After seeing the cold bodies of the young man and his parents in the living room, Fang Qingyan took a deep breath.

Turn around suddenly.

His eyes were locked on the two robbers like evil ghosts.

"Force into people's houses, collect blood illegally, and endanger people's lives!"

Fang Qingyan's voice was extremely cold, "According to the laws of the kingdom, you two will be buried with this family."

Murderous!

Both vampires were frightened to death by Fang Qingyan's strong murderous intention.

There is no doubt that he has murderous intentions!

"Don't... don't kill us!"

"We are the people of Earl Marston!" the guard captain said hurriedly with a trembling voice, "Earl Marston Bruch, he is the heir of the Marquis. I...we are just following orders."

"And the laws of the kingdom essentially protect the interests of the nobles."

Another person immediately added, "No one would really blame the nobles for the death of a few humans. You can't punish us according to the law. If you do so, you will offend Earl Marston. That is tantamount to fighting with cloth." The Ruhe clan is the enemy!”

The two of them were really afraid that this stupid young man would kill them.

So I immediately moved out the backers behind me.

However, Fang Qingyan's expression remained unchanged.

"You are guilty, but I will not punish you with the law, because you do not deserve such a solemn and dignified death."

He suddenly raised his hand, his eyes cold.

There was a crisp "pop" sound and he snapped his fingers.

The next moment, the two vampires felt as if their minds were being pierced by billions of long needles, as if their bodies were being eaten by billions of insects and ants!

A surge of pain that exceeded the limits of a creature's endurance hit.

They let out shrill screams, their facial features were distorted and deformed, the flesh on their faces trembled, and tears and mucus came out instantly...

"Ahhhhhh~"

"Ah! Kill me! Kill me, kill me quickly!"

They roared, howled, and begged wildly.

No one could imagine the pain the two were suffering.

It hurts so much that even my soul is trembling! ! !

…

Superpower: Pain manipulation.

Use mental power to inflict extreme pain on the target. The greater the difference in mental power, the greater the effect.

There is no doubt that Fang Qingyan's mental power is hundreds of times more powerful than these two guards, which means that they will enjoy a painful torture that is worse than death!

The screams of pain echoed throughout the town of Bonn.

Although the villagers did not dare to go out to watch, they were all relieved.

Just by listening to the voices, you can guess how miserable those two guys are!

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, who will be spared by heaven?

…

After three full minutes, the screams suddenly stopped.

Two vampires who regarded human life as nothing were tortured to death.

Fang Qingyan glanced at the two corpses on the ground indifferently.

Distortion, pain, ferocity, regret...all kinds of expressions were frozen on their lifeless faces.

But he still felt that these two guys died too easily.

In the small town of Bonn, more than twenty innocent villagers died of excessive blood extraction by two vampires.

Among them were old men, women, and children.

Fang Qingyan did not feel that he was doing justice for heaven.

He was just following his own way.

…

Not far away is the blood collection vehicle with the Bruch family emblem printed on it.

Fang Qingyan took off the blood bags from the car and put them back on his carriage.

If the blood is taken away by them, Fang Qingyan will definitely not be able to complete the task of collecting blood, unless he does not care about the life and death of the villagers and draws people to death.

After disposing of the body and carriage, he resumed his work.

To his surprise.

Every time he went to a house, the villagers who opened the door were very positive and enthusiastic towards him.

But what was most unforgettable to Fang Qingyan was the gratitude in their eyes when they looked at him.

"Don't worry, sir, we will keep it a secret for you. We guarantee with our lives that we won't tell anyone what happened tonight." An old human said quietly to Fang Qingyan.

The villagers also know what the Bruch clan represents in the city of Lahmia.

It was very clear that this young and handsome man had actually done something very despicable.

Give him a peach and repay him with a plum.

The villagers were grateful to Fang Qingyan for his righteous deed.

So I will try my best to protect him.

However, Fang Qingyan smiled and said nothing more.

To put it bluntly, strength is respected.

If he didn't have this strength, he probably wouldn't dare to meddle in this matter.

Others were afraid of the Bruch clan, but Fang Qingyan had no such concerns... At worst, he would leave Nikala and go far away.

…

"System, I want to sign in in the town of Bonn."

"Ding! The sign-in is successful, congratulations to the host for getting: Marquis Essence and Blood x3!"

Fang Qingyan's eyes lit up.

That way, he had what he needed to break through.

Three drops of Marquis blood essence is enough to be promoted to earl! .

Chapter 12

The next day, noon.

Fang Qingyan finally collected all the taxes.

And returned to Kasteinburg for business smoothly.

Completed the task very successfully.

But other members of the "Tax Collection Team" were not so lucky...

"Fifty-six thousand milliliters of blood are missing!"

Old Butler Albert stared at one person sharply and asked sternly, "Did you hide it secretly? Tell the truth!"

"No, I didn't! They are members of the Bruch family. They crossed the border to collect blood. I...I didn't dare to stop them."

Not only him, but several other people also failed to complete the amount of blood food required by the tax.

It’s not that they are lining their pockets, it’s that the taxpayers have already had their blood drawn in advance and there is really nothing they can squeeze out!

Old Butler Albert was stunned for a moment, then his expression became extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth: "Damn it! These unreasonable bandits are really unabashed robbery!"

He actually believed the tax collection team's words.

There was no doubt at all.

When Fang Qingyan saw this, his eyes flashed slightly.

Not only the small town of Bonn, but almost all the small towns in the Carstein fiefdom were ravaged by the Bruch family.

Moreover, judging from the performance of the old butler Albert, this is not the first time that this kind of thing has happened...

He was more curious about how the old housekeeper would handle this matter.

"well……"

Albert sighed helplessly, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, you all go back and rest."

never mind……