found a vampire

Chapter 107

Maybe he was too tenacious. After a few days of high fever, he recovered miraculously.But the scars are still there.When swimming in the sea before, his leg was cut, but now when he lifts up his trousers, he can see a long and hideous scar.The place where Fran sucked blood that day didn't heal for a long time.Rong Jin touched his earlobe to make sure that both earrings were there, and then he was relieved.

His recovery ability was obviously very good before, but for some reason, it has slowed down recently, even slower than before he met Lou Fuyan.

After being imprisoned in this way for many days, after about a week or so, Fran came again.

Rong Jin couldn't tell where he was locked up, it was probably a place isolated from the world, and he had never heard any sound after being locked up here for so many days.There was no sound of running water, talking, or the chirping of animals.Even the only light came in through the cracks in the iron door.If ordinary people were locked up in this dark place for so many days, they would have gone crazy.

Rong Jin felt that his spirit was also on the verge of collapse. What allowed him to last for so long was not only his desire to see Lou Fuyan, but also his instinctive desire to survive.

When Fran entered the room, Rong Jin was listlessly leaning against the wall.His skin was scratched by the shackles on his body, then healed, scratched again, healed again, and so on, and now it is horrible.As soon as he stepped into the house, Fran could smell a seductive scent of blood.He closed his eyes, finally resisted the desire to suck Rong Jin up, walked over, and lifted Rong Jin up from the ground.

Rong Jin just slightly raised his eyelashes to glance at him, then lowered his head weakly, letting him manipulate him.

"You really are a beauty, no wonder Aioson never forgets you. It's a pity..." Fran's fingers lightly brushed Rong Jin's cheeks, leaving a trace of coolness.Rong Jin felt sick, his cold fingers were like slippery snakes, slithering across his body, it was fishy and smelly.It's a pity that he doesn't have the strength, and he can't break free from flange's grip.

There was no response, and Fran wasn't bothered.He directly lifted Rong Jin's arm, and half dragged him out of the room.Rong Jin staggered a few steps and looked up, only to realize that he was locked in a basement. The light he saw in the crack of the door before was probably just the light from the electric lamp.

Those around are all blood clansmen of the Demon Party, each with blood-red eyes, which are quite different from the pupils of the Secret Party.Rong Jin vaguely remembered what Lou Fu said before, the eyes of vampires who drink a lot of human blood for a long time are bright red.Every time the secret party sucks blood, it is planned and prescribed. After a long time, the red in the eyes gradually fades, turning into a dark red.

Then there is no doubt that these demon vampires are all bloodthirsty demons.

When they saw Rong Jin's eyes, it was like seeing a piece of exquisite cake, and they wished they could pounce on him and take a bite of him on the spot.

Fran didn't care at all, and dragged Rong Jin forward.

He thought of a good way to transform.Rong Jin's physique is special, and his blood smells very sweet, so naturally he cannot be transformed by ordinary methods.Fran thought of several ways, but they all felt that they were not good enough, so they rejected them all, and finally left only this one way.

Rong Jin was dragged forward by him, his legs were sore, and one of his ankles seemed to be dislocated, every time he stepped on the ground, he felt excruciating pain.After walking down a short distance, Rong Jin's face turned pale from the pain, and he broke out in a cold sweat. His mind, which had been dazed, was completely awake.

Fran knew that it must be very difficult for him, because his ankle was broken and dislocated by himself, but what he didn't expect was that this human being remained silent from the beginning to the end, and insisted on holding on.

But what's the use of being strong?No matter how tough he is, he is just a human being, and the one who greets him next is the one who truly lives worse than death.

Rong Jin was pushed into a sealed room, the surroundings were dark, and only some slight sounds could be heard.Those voices were inexplicably strange, Rong Jin subconsciously thought it best not to approach them.

Standing behind him, Fran hooked his mouth and snapped his fingers, and the room lit up in vain.

In front of him was a prison the size of a football field, all made of silver.There were countless vampires in black robes locked inside, all staring at him with red eyes.Some saw that he lost control and ran towards the railing without hesitation. His sharp nails scratched the floor and made a "creaking" sound.Their heads were mounted on the railings, with white eyes popping out, accompanied by the scorching sound of "sizzling", and in the blink of an eye, most of their heads were burned off.But even so, they were still red-eyed and kept rushing towards Rong Jin, but were stopped by the railing again.

Rong Jin's face turned pale, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.He seemed to have figured out why Fran had brought him here.

He wants those vampires to eat him!

"How is it? My test product is not bad, right?" Fran bent down, leaned close to Rong Jin's ear, and smiled in a low voice, "Aioson has caused me so much trouble, I'm not a magnanimous person, his lover It fell into my hands, how do you think I will torture him?"

Without waiting for Rong Jin to respond, he continued talking to himself: "I will make his lover's life worse than death, then dismember all his internal organs and limbs, and send some of them to Aioson every day, and finally his head Throw it on the territory of stray dogs and let them share the food."

Rong Jin silently lowered his head.

"However..." Fran changed the subject, walked leisurely in front of Rong Jin, lifted his chin forcefully, and looked straight into his eyes, "If you are willing to cooperate with me, I can make you less Suffer some flesh and blood. Although the result is still a death, but at least a whole body can be left, what do you think?"

After hearing his words, Rong Jin suddenly smiled.He had a good-looking smile, not very gentle, but he carried his own unique charm, a little charming, a little coquettish, but more, it was endlessly amazing.Rao, a vampire like Fran who has survived for thousands of years, was a little dazed at first glance.

Rong Jin chuckled, long hours of fatigue and illness made his voice sound a little hoarse, his lips were dry and cracked, and blood still remained on his pale lips.But even so, Rong Jin was not timid in the slightest, he looked straight into Fran's eyes, paused every word, and said firmly, "You, dream, dream."

Fran's face darkened suddenly, he threw Rong Jin away viciously, and threw him directly to the ground.Then he strode out of the prison and said coldly: "I see how long you can keep your mouth shut."

As soon as the words fell, Rong Jin heard small voices from all around.He looked up, and saw that the railings on all the prisons where the black-robed vampires were imprisoned sank at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, the railings used to block them disappeared.The vampires, with red eyes, got on all fours and slowly approached Rong Jin like predators hunting.

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Xuehun arrived in Country D in less than a day.The conspiracy of the Devil Party has been leaked, and now everyone involved knows that the Devil Party is plotting to seize power, and one day in the future, they may even want to have a showdown with humans.Human beings will not be the opponents of the demon party. At this stage, it is precisely because of the secret party to contain them that a balance has been reached. If the secret party is defeated, then the day when human beings will become prisoners of the demon party is just around the corner.

This time the Bloodhunters were almost in full force, not only the young Bloodhunters, but even the older Bloodhunters who had long since retired from the battlefield came.Several of them had had feuds with Lou Fuyan.

"Aioson, everyone is here, what should we do next?" Ai Li knocked on the door of Lou Fuyan's room and asked while standing outside his room.

After Rong Jin's death, Lou Fuyan seemed to be a different person. The previous gentleness and calmness no longer existed, replaced by violent and cold.No one dares to approach him now, so they can only ask for his instructions from a long distance away.Ai Li never thought that Lou Fuyan would have such a side, cold, powerful, violent, and crazy. Those blood-red eyes are almost exactly the same as the devil's. The only thing that supports him is to tear Frank into pieces. Without even this support, Allie couldn't imagine what he would become.

"Come?" came a low voice from inside the room.

"Yes." Ai Li didn't dare to neglect, straightened her body, and stood up straight.

The members of the Bloodhunter and Secret Party clans who went to country D are now all gathered in the meeting hall. This is the place funded and established by the Secret Party, so that after an emergency occurs, the Secret Party can have a place to discuss countermeasures.After a while, Lou Fuyan pushed open the door and walked in.Without squinting, he walked directly to the middle seat.

For a moment, no one in the hall dared to speak. Everyone held their breath and looked at Lou Fuyan without blinking.

Yang Anran felt like sitting on pins and needles. After shaking a few times, he tugged at the corner of Chu Huai's clothes and whispered to him: "Boss, Aioson doesn't look right? Look at his eyes, why are they so red? His aura is so red. So strong, I feel like I'm having a little trouble breathing."

Chu Huai pulled back the corner of his clothes silently, and rolled his eyes at him: "After such a big blow, it would be strange if nothing changed. But this is the first time I have seen Aioson look so restless. He might be the most precious person in the world."

Yang Anran was confused: "What does this have to do with Mr. Rong?"

Chu Huai glanced at him in surprise: "Don't you know?"

"Know what?" Monk Zhang Er, Yang Anran, was puzzled.

Chu Huai paused, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Rong is dead, don't you know?"

"What?!" Yang Anran jumped up and questioned loudly.For a moment, all eyes in the chamber were on him, even Lou Fuyan looked at him.