Unbeatable Evil King

"Food, food, food Why no plasma?! Why no plasma! " In the room, the crazy voice is still coming out, accompanied by the sound of lifting boxes and cabinets.

Listen to the sound, should be a relatively young male vampire, but not like Edward Rosen's voice. The God of gamblers had met and only met Edward Rosen in the west side of the city before. Although he had only one side, he left a very deep impression on the God of gamblers. That is an absolutely noble and forever stable supreme leader's attitude, which is totally inconsistent with the impetuous voice now.

"Master Master, wait for me, wait for me, I will go to church to help you! The two men, especially the priest, had to be cut to pieces, had to be possessed, and his soul must be tortured! Just now I was careless. I haven't had the chance to try my best. As long as I replenish my blood, I will beat him! minister! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to suck all your blood! " The sound in the room.

The God of gambler slowly approached the room and did not intend to hide his whereabouts. When he found the figure, the God of gambler understood that he had to grasp the clues. But it's no use negotiating with vampires. It's doomed to fight.

But the voice The more you listen, the more familiar you feel.

"Why? Why is there no plasma? Why... " All of a sudden, the impatient voice in the room stopped, even the sound of rummaging boxes and cabinets stopped, and the God of gambler also stopped, with a slight sneer on his face. All of a sudden the whole room was calm again.

"Have you found me at last?" The God of gamblers sneered and said to the closed door.

There was no one in charge. The door of the room opened by itself. Inside the door, there was a young man in a blue suit. It was the one who was seriously wounded by the priest.

The shaggy, disgusting, black skin of eshionia looks extremely dry, and even has some cracks, such as dried bark, a pair of bloodshot eyes full of turbid unknown liquid, constantly breathing mouth with two long fangs, and the corners of the mouth are still flowing with saliva. There is no longer the previous pretending noble temperament.

At this time, the God of gambler remembered that this was not Isn't this Edward Rosen's sidekick? Can you remember that when he met him, he was still a thin normal human being. Even though he was a very unpopular investigator, he was polite to himself and did not embarrass himself at that time. Now he has become a vampire, and it seems that he is still a very crazy vampire. He looks like Hungry? Unexpectedly, he was an acquaintance. The God of gambler patted his head, but he couldn't remember the name of this little attendant.

"Food Food Food... " With bloodshot eyes and morbid yearning, he stares at the God of gambler: "blood Blood I'm going to suck your blood. "

"Well, young man, don't you know me? I am that Two years ago We met once in church. Calm down. I don't want to fight you. " The God of gamblers had a good impression on this young man.

Aenea's face seemed to be empty. He looked at the God of gambler with a smile. When he leaned slightly, the God of gambler saw that he suddenly shot at himself like a bullet.

The God of gambler frowned and turned into three cards in his hand and shot at him. O'nea in the rapid driving, a slight change of trajectory will avoid the key, only one of the three cards from o'nea's shoulder, pierce o'nei's clothes, leaving a bloody mouth.

"Zombies are not ordinary! Very strong! "

The God of gambler immediately realized that as soon as he wanted to step back, o'neia had already caught up with him. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the God of gamblers. He opened his fangs and big mouth, and his eyes were filled with morbid desire. He fixed his eyes on the gambling God's neck and said, "I want you to become my food! I'm going to drain your blood now

The God of gambler wants to retreat, but o'neia's two arms have been put on the God of gambler's shoulder at this time, and the two seemingly withered hands seem to be full of strength, and the God of gambler can't break free for a while?! I'm going to bite my neck.

"You can't be polite!"

The God of gambler thought that he put his foot up on o'neia's chin and held his whole mouth against him. For a moment, both of them stood still, and two forces were fighting against each other. However, o'neia's mouth was still against the God of gambler's feet, and he was closer to the neck of the God of gambler. The distance between the two legs of the God of gambler had exceeded 180 degrees.

If this scene is seen by Ye Wuqian, he will eat a lot. Usually, the God of gamblers who only loses his cards will split? And the angle has gone beyond a straight line, ligament so good?

"Blood Blood I'm going to suck all your blood. " However, in terms of strength, o'neia obviously has some advantages. The two tusks are always close to the neck of the God of gambler. The God of gambler can even smell the disgusting smell in o'neia's mouth, which is even worse than that of the black wolf king.

Hello! Calm down. We have no enemies. I don't want to be serious with you or kill you. I just want you to tell me where Edward Rosen is! " The God of gambler clenched his teeth and held out with o'neia."Are you looking for my master again? Yes, you were the innocent investigator at that time, a lackey of the South African government O'neia's crazy eyes burst out with more intense anger and more power, which made the God of gambler a little difficult to resist.

"Whatever you say, tell me where he is! I don't want to pester you The God of gamblers suddenly realized that no matter how polite these people were when they faced him, they only regarded him as a dog in the bottom of his heart, not to mention those big men like Edward Rosen.

In fact, in the heart of black and white, he is just an insignificant chess piece. Otherwise, how could he send himself to this city of zombies full of crisis, which is almost no different from letting himself die.

But even so, the God of gamblers wants to live. The ordinary and ordinary dream, that Elena, who can inherit all his skills, is the driving force that he wants to live.

"Masonic lackeys and South African government lackeys are all the same. You all want to find my master. In fact, it's very simple to find him. As long as you let me take a bite and let me drain your blood, you will naturally see my master." O'neia worked hard toward the neck of the God of gamblers, and his two tusks were shining more and more.

"Why?" The God of gambler asked.

"Because Edward Rosen, he's dead, and soon you're going to die, soon You'll find him O'neiah laughed.

The God of gambler frowned. He didn't know where the power came from, and the power of splitting his legs increased sharply. They all split and fell together, and it turned out that he was born to bounce o'neia away.

The God of gambler stood in his place, looking at o'nea with a deep and determined look in his eyes. He said coldly, "Edward Rosen, is he really dead?"

O'nea didn't realize anything because he was suddenly flicked away by the God of gambler. He just laughed and said, "you are going to die. Besides, how could I cheat you because I gave my whole blood to me?"

"Even if I have a reason to live, you really don't want to let me go?"

"I am Vampires... " O'neia suddenly remembered that when he left the church, he saw his master, Edward Jennie, rescued by Ye Wuqian. With a sneer, he said, "and it's not only you, but the two stupid companions you've brought, are going to die. The blood of ordinary people can't make my master grow up any more. My master, however, needs the blood of you powers

"Your master? Is Is it her? " Suddenly, the God of gamblers thought of the little girl they had saved outside the church - little apple.

"Do you remember? You stupid human beings, even who is the enemy, who is the friend, what qualification exists in this world. Why not go to hell earlier

As soon as the words fell, o'neia rushed toward the God of gamblers like lightning. This time, o'neia had thought clearly that he must be tortured to the point where he had no strength to resist, and he was sucking his blood with pleasure! Although the opponent is a power, but after all, it seems that he only belongs to the long-range attack ability of losing cards. As long as you get close to him and use the absolutely strong body and strength of a vampire, he will be disabled in a short time!

"Bang!" A punch.

As fast as lightning o'neia's face pack, a fist as iron as a solid hit on the top, an unimaginable force will surprise o'neia, straight hit the wall of the room, the wall was hit by cracks.

"Hello, Valet, thank you for telling me about it. Now I'm not going to play games with you. My friends are waiting for me to save them. But I'll tell you one thing. "

"I'm not a psychic." The God of gambler sneered, remembering the little girl's simple and kind-hearted appearance like an angel, and her clenched fist burst out with "Koko" sound.

O'nea stood up from the ground, some unexpected that this man had such a strong strength, and also, in the process of his high-speed approach, accurately hit his left face. This is not a power. What is it? Is he kidding himself? He Look down on yourself!?

"Are you kidding? Do ordinary people have your powerful power?! Do you think I'm a fool? " O'neia yelled at the God of gamblers.

"Why can't ordinary people have this power? When you shoot, the explosive force compressed in the barrel is greater than the bullet that is fired. I can play cards that are more powerful than bullets. Does that mean that my own strength should have been stronger? Well? " Said the God of gamblers with a sneer.

No one doubts that a football player who is good at shooting has enough strength in his legs to kick people to death.

"Boom, boom..." Behind o'neia, the wall with cracks suddenly spread wildly, and the whole wall collapsed.