Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Here we are, boss"

Simple European-style buildings, towering and deep ancient houses.

Looking through the iron fence, you can see a garden. In the fountain, there is a bronze statue of Xiao Lian, who peed to extinguish the fuse of the explosive. He is still working hard.

"Boss, it's not that we are timid, there is a vampire count inside who can suck human blood..." Halfway through his words, the bald head suddenly stopped. The man in front of him was obviously a vampire, and he could do it during the day. Come out, visibly stronger!

"Knock on the door!"

"yes……"

…

It's just getting dark,

In the ancient house, the ruby ​​coffin parked in the master bedroom was opened by the servant with great effort.

"Buzz——"

The coffin lid was as heavy as being pushed on a stone roller, slowly moving open a crack.

Then, a man wearing a black robe with red lining rubbed his eyes and sat up: "Good morning."

The white-haired young man nodded gently: "Good morning, Earl."

"It smells so good. Is it breakfast?"

The count put the silver-gray wig handed over by the servant on his head, straightened it slightly and came out of the coffin.

"I just found the ingredients today, although I'm sorry I couldn't find the girl's."

"It's okay, as long as I can fill my stomach."

The earl waved his hand indifferently, but the white-haired servant knew very well how difficult this earl was to serve.

The liquid in the goblet is thick and red.

The count held the cup and took a sip: "Fresh, this is such a wonderful morning~"

"Count, your carriage is ready. Do you want to go to the ball later?"

"Of course, you can't let me sleep all day."

The earl drank up the liquid in the goblet, and ran his tongue around to make sure there was absolutely no waste: "Maybe the breakfast can be a little larger."

"Too many people are missing, which will attract the attention of the British police..."

This time it was the count's turn to be silent.

"Clang!"

"Someone is coming, go and have a look"

"Yes." The servant nodded and retreated. Within a minute, the servant came back. The difference was that he was held to the head with a gun by a group of vicious people.

"Who are you?"

The count's eyes swept around and finally settled on the bald man. Among the group of people, he was the only one who looked most like the boss.

"no no!"

The bald man faced the earl's gaze and waved his hands in horror. Although his English was poor, his English was pretty good: "This, he is the one looking for you."

The crowd dispersed, and a man in black robe stood out.

In an instant, the momentum was like the darkness of night, overwhelmingly squeezing towards the earl.

"who are you?"

"speak Mandarin"

How could he not speak Chinese with this face?

Yes, it was a familiar face.

"Li Wangyang, I don't know how to call this gentleman?"

He Cheng grinned, showing his corpse teeth: "Mr. Zombie"

Boom!

The earl's legs weakened and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he held on and didn't look too ugly.

"I'm a vampire and you're a zombie. We don't seem to have any connection. It doesn't matter what's in the well or the river."

He Cheng glanced at the blood-stained goblet. Monsters such as zombies and vampires that feed on blood are the most sensitive to blood: "What you are eating is from my hands."

"what happened?"

The earl stared at his servant. The white-haired young man hurriedly explained: "I think he doesn't speak English. He may be a stowaway from outside, so I caught him and made breakfast for you, earl. This is your own person, earl." Want something to eat.”

Seeing that the servant was taking the blame, the earl had no choice but to kill someone just to make him drink blood.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Zombie, your man is not dead yet, I just cut his wrist and drained some blood..."

"Yes, yes, he's not dead yet!" The Earl was overjoyed and shouted to his servant: "He's not dead, why don't you invite him out quickly?"

Brother Qiang was very discerning and asked his two younger brothers to follow him to help.

Soon, the drunk evil man was carried out, snoring with snot in his nose. Looking at the tiny wounds on his wrists, he probably wouldn't care even if he woke up.

"waste"

Lu Qiang snorted coldly, and the evil master was lifted up by the ability to move objects and hit the wall.

"Who dares to hit me, right? Boss, why are you here? Brother Qiang, you are here too, what's going on?" The evil master looked around in confusion.

"I almost lost my life when I asked you to do a small thing!"

"..." The evil master lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He Cheng had absolute authority in front of him.

"Mr. Zombie, since you have found your subordinate, is it okay to..." The count almost made it clear that he was seeing off his guests. In the eyes of others, this vampire might be as powerful as He Cheng. He looked like a master. At this time, he gave in. I don't want to cause unnecessary problems.

He Cheng didn't even need to look at the name "Level 9 - Count Li Wangyang" on his head, even though he was powerful, it was weak.

A vampire with a hungry stomach.

"Come with me!"

He Cheng's words could not be rejected, so he turned around and walked out of the door first.

The earl still wanted to act like a master, but after weighing his own strength, he followed He Cheng obediently. Whether this would be a blessing or a disaster, life or death, could only depend on luck.

Count Li Wangyang is a weak Chinese vampire. He Cheng's impression of him only remains in the movie "One Bite". Half a cup of human blood has to be divided into breakfast, lunch and dinner. He can only take one sip at each meal, and he is timid and incompetent. Poor, you can only rely on servants to keep your stomach full.

The movie is a boring love story. It was around the 1970s and 1980s. The servant in the movie is now a teenager.

A vampire who can translate is the only way Count Li Wangyang can survive in front of He Cheng.

…

"What do you think? I'm the boss, sharp. I don't care about you."

The evil master was afraid that He Cheng wouldn't hear his flattery, so he deliberately shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Sharp! Sharp!" Brother Qiang pulled his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his bald head.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart. A drunkard said his boss was a zombie. Who would believe it? If they knew that the people living with the evil master were zombies, even if they were killed, they wouldn't dare come to the house to make money.

"Aren't you telling me that your boss is also a zombie? Why don't we call him out together and have a casual meal with my boss?"

"Okay?" Brother Qiang was a little embarrassed.

His boss only comes to him when he needs money. If he dares to disturb him at other times, he will have his blood sucked out of his body and become a mummy!

The bald man lowered his head and happened to see a pair of feet wearing leather shoes and tied with chains squatting in front of him.

He Cheng said calmly: "It just so happens that I also want to get to know each other."

Improving his strength as much as possible may break through the shackles. This is the only thing He Cheng can do at this time.

Other ghosts are locked by black and white impermanence. Even if they can move, they will never be able to practice. What He Cheng has to do is very simple, just kill people.

Vampires are the best enemies.

As long as he puts on the corpse armor, I'm afraid the real earl won't be able to break through his defense; when the time comes, the opponent will naturally be the monkey in his hand and cannot escape.