Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Xin Li couldn't beat him.

He turned around and wanted to run.

But she couldn't outrun the bullets even if she ran.

As soon as the shuttle went around, Xin Li's calf was pierced by a golden bullet.

It rolled around on the ground with a thud.

The white-faced man took what Xin Li had just found and didn't care about Xin Li on the ground.

Pick up the thief on the ground and turn away.

Xin Li is just a little girl, how can she bear such grievance?

He didn't make a sound, his face was covered with tears.

He climbed up with difficulty and limped back.

Back at the hotel door, the greeter at the door saw Xin Li with tears on her face and blood all over her body.

He immediately knew something was wrong and ran up to help Xinli.

Xin Li screamed, and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

When Rouen Fasiben, Raisa, Moore and Coran learned that Xin Li was injured.

Everything exploded...

Xin Li's injury was not serious, so she quickly sent Xin Li to the hospital.

In the UK, gangs have always been a persistent disease in various cities.

Everyone asked Xin Li, but Xin Li didn't say anything and just kept crying.

They also learned some information from the guests.

But they didn't believe that a thief could hurt Xin Li.

Xin Li took out two golden bullets from her body.

Is that something a thief can use?

It was obvious that the other party knew Xin Li's identity as a psychic and deliberately attacked Xin Li with golden bullets.

Everyone looked very ugly, standing outside Xin Li's ward.

Xin Li fell asleep when she was tired from crying.

Just such a little girl.

My mental endurance is not high.

After suffering such an experience again, you can imagine how depressed you are.

"What now?" Coran asked.

He also didn't know what to do.

"Ask the old vampire." Raisa said: "We are unfamiliar with the place here and don't have any clues, but the old vampire must know that since he uses golden bullets, he must not be a low-key person in the local area. Ask He's right."

"The key is how we tell the president." Rouen Faxiben said worriedly: "If the president knows what is going on here, he will pluck out our skins."

"So, we must solve the matter as soon as possible, find the person first, and then appease Xinli's emotions." Raisa was also frightened.

"I'm calling that old vampire."

Rouen Fashben took out his phone and dialed Nagland Varglis' number.

"Your Majesty, my companion was attacked in Edinburgh. I want to know who is using golden bullets within Edinburgh."

Golden bullet! ? Nagrand Varglis on the other end of the phone raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know him," said Nagrand Vargris.

Rouen Faxi was judged by the hesitation and tone of the other party's answer.

Just know that they know each other and may have some relationship with them.

"My Lord Count, I am sincere, so I hope you can tell us the truth." Rouen Faxiben still tried his best to maintain restraint.

"I said I don't know you. Besides, I have no obligation to help you."

Nagrand Varglis said matter-of-factly.

When Rouen Fashben mentioned the golden bullet, Nagrand Vargris knew who they were looking for.

That was one of his seven descendants, Lipero Vidal.

Those are the descendants who have been with him for hundreds of years.

To Nagrand Varglis, all seven of them are his children.

There was no way he would betray his children to a group of outsiders.

"In this case, we can only find someone ourselves." Rouen Faxiben's face turned livid and his tone became tough.

"This is Edinburgh. This is my territory. I don't allow outsiders to mess around here."

"But my men are injured here."

"The only thing you can blame is your own lack of protection." Nagrand Varglis said disapprovingly.

"Nagrand Vargris, are you testing the bottom line of our tolerance?" Rouen Fasiben emphasized his tone.

At this time, he was too lazy to hypocritically call Nagrand Varglis Earl and call him by his first name.

"Haha... You came to my territory to provoke me, and then told me that I was testing your tolerance limit? Are you taking yourselves too seriously?"

"Nagrand Vaglis, can I think that the attacker is related to you, and the attacker was ordered by you." Rouen Faxiben asked coldly.

"If you want to think so, then I can't help it." Nagland Waglis refused to accept Rouen Fasiben's threat: "In view of your attitude, our cooperation ends here, you'd better give me Leave Edinburgh, otherwise I will be rude to you."

"It's impossible to leave. You'd better be prepared. We will come to find you." Rouen Faxiben said angrily.

"You want to start a war, right? That's as you wish."

Of course, Nagrand Varglis will not back down at this time.

Having said this, it is meaningless to say more.

Both parties hung up the phone angrily.

Rouen Fasheben said: "The war has begun."

"Start a war?" Although Raisa didn't hear what Nagrand Vargris said, she could roughly judge the situation from Rouen Fasiben's call just now and his tone.

"Kelan, you stay to protect Xinli, and we'll go find the old vampire to settle the score." Rouen Faxiben said.

"I don't want it, I want to participate." Coran shouted immediately.

This was the first battle that happened around him after he became a psychic.

He wasn't willing to give up, he wanted to be a part of it.

"Then who will protect Xinli?" Raisa glanced at Coran: "If we start a war with that old vampire, the old vampire is likely to attack Xinli again. What if she has no one to protect her and she is hurt? "

"You can stay and protect Xinli." Coran retorted.

"We are going to kill people." Resa's eyes were a bit cold: "Do you dare to kill people?"

"I...I..." Coran finally realized.

The battle they imagined was not the same thing at all.

Rouen Fasheben, Raisa, and even More were not there to fight.

They are there to kill people.

They are not kidding!

The three people in front of me are not good men and women.

They are all people who have experienced real battlefields.

Rouen Faxiben patted Coran on the shoulder.

"Coran, you'd better stay, you definitely don't want to see what we plan to do."

Coran finally nodded and said nothing.

None of the three of them are the kind of people who can swallow their anger.

Even Maul, who usually seems like a good boy, has the bloodiest fighting style.