As An Immortal, I Had To Pretend To Be A Vampire

  Chapter 32 Constructive proposals (plus more)

  When Fang Cheng led his men to the back door of the warehouse, a dozen gangsters with motorcycles had already blocked them.

   Except for the female high school student who could barely maintain her composure, the others were already full of panic and fear.

  The female high school student was only superficially calm, with one hand still tightly grasping the corner of Fang Cheng's clothes.

   No wonder they are so afraid. In the suburbs where the government is not in place, all kinds of evil forces are rampant, and the rioters are lawless, and it is common for people to die.

  A Mohawk stopped his motorcycle, stepped on the ground with one foot, lit a cigarette, and asked with a smile: "Hey, boy, what are you doing here at night with a group of women?"

  The other gangsters circled Fang Cheng and the others with their motorcycles, laughing and screaming strangely from time to time, admiring their shivering appearance.

  Fang Cheng ignored Mohawk, but asked Kanzaki Rin: "How long will the vampire arrive?"

   "It's coming soon!"

   Kanzaki Rin's voice reveals an indelible solemnity.

  The vampires go and come back over there, and here's a bunch of lawless thugs.

   And Fang Cheng is still dragging a group of burdens.

  The situation suddenly became so dangerous that all the countermeasures formulated before were completely useless.

  Because Kanzaki Rin's preset situation is worse, it is not like it is now.

   "What are you going to do?"

   "Cold salad."

  Mohawk's question was completely ignored, and the younger brother at the side jumped out immediately: "Hey boy, why are you pretending to be dumb, didn't you hear what the boss said?"

  Fang Cheng then looked up: "What are you going to do?"

   All eyes were on Moxican, he was the boss of these thugs, and he could only make the decision.

  Mohawk has finished smoking a cigarette.

  He flicked the cigarette **** casually, and ordered in a casual tone: "Kill the man, and the woman will stay and be happy."

"oh!"

   The mob immediately gave a tidy cheer for the boss's decision.

  The women almost collapsed on the ground in fright, and several of them were already crying.

  They had just escaped from the tiger's den, and before seeing the light, they immediately fell into the wolf's den.

"Wait a moment!"

  Fang Cheng suddenly raised his hand and said loudly, "I have something to say."

  All eyes focused on him, wanting to see what else this kid could say in such a situation.

  Even Rin Kanzaki, who was hiding in the car, listened attentively, wondering how Fang Cheng could solve the current dangerous predicament.

  Amid all the attention, Fang Cheng spread his hands and said with a smile, "Why don't you kill the woman and let the man stay with you to have fun?"

  The scene instantly became silent.

   Not to mention the thugs, even the people around Fang Cheng stared at him dumbfounded.

  The younger brother next to Mohawk touched his chin: "Hey, this proposal seems to be good..."

  Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by Mo Xigan: "What are you talking about, do you want to send you to the Cowherd's shop to have fun?"

  The other thugs burst into laughter immediately.

  The little brother was very embarrassed, and immediately vented his anger on Fang Cheng: "Hey, are you kidding us?"

  While speaking, he took out a dagger from his body and threw it at Fang Cheng.

  The female high school student screamed in fright, and quickly protected Zhengtai with both hands.

  Fang Cheng raised his hand to catch the spinning dagger, and then took a deep breath.

  He already smelled the smell of blood that quickly became stronger in the air.

  Fang Cheng's move did not shock the mob, but they burst into laughter again.

   "Hey, Guan Xizi, your skills are not good enough."

   "I don't have any strength at all, even a high school kid can catch it."

   "That's right, it's really embarrassing for our Night King team, you have to apologize haha."

   "It's better to go to the Cowherd's shop to work."

   Guan Xizai, who threw the dagger, quickly blushed.

  He didn't dare to get angry with his companions, so he could only roar, turn the accelerator violently, and lift his hands vigorously.

  The motorcycle roared like a beast, the front of the motorcycle was lifted by Guan Xizai, and the crowd came out, galloping towards Fang Cheng.

  The women screamed, but they didn't dare to run, they could only hide behind Fang Cheng.

  The female high school student tried to pull Fang Cheng away, but before she could pull, Guan Xizai's motorcycle lost its balance and fell to the ground with a bang.

  Guan Xizai rolled far away, and finally fell on his back to the ground, with a dagger piercing his heart in his chest.

  The scene became dead silent again.

  The thugs looked at Guan Xizai's body, and then at Fang Cheng, who was empty-handed, with blank eyes.

  None of them could see clearly when Fang Cheng made the move.

  Mohawk was lighting a cigarette when he stopped abruptly.

  He stared at Fang Cheng, his eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth sank, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.

   "Don't you smell blood?"

  Fang Cheng slapped his nose with his hand: "It stinks."

  These words instantly angered the thugs, who thought Fang Cheng was provoking them.

   "You bastard..."

   Mohawk crushed the cigarette in his hand in an instant, and when he was about to order his younger brothers to rush forward, his voice suddenly stopped.

   Beside him, at some point, there was a thin middle-aged man in a black windbreaker.

  This middle-aged man has pale skin, sunken eye sockets, and his eyes are deep black, with almost invisible whites.

   At first glance, it looks like a ghost, lifeless.

  Moxican turned his head and stared at the middle-aged man beside him, feeling the hairs all over his body stand on his head, and a chill surged up from the bottom of his heart.

   Others, of course, also noticed this middle-aged man who appeared out of nowhere.

  In an instant, there was a smell of urine permeating the air. Among the people behind Fang Cheng, whoever was frightened into incontinence.

  After the middle-aged man appeared, they squeezed tightly behind Fang Cheng, not daring to raise their heads, trembling like small animals.

  The female high school student also pointed at the middle-aged man with trembling fingers, her face was pale, and she opened her mouth, but couldn't even utter a word.

   "Hello! Who are you, Ba Ga Ya Lu?"

   "Hurry up and get away from the boss!"

  The thugs thought that the head of the Mohawk was threatened, and they all made loud noises.

  The middle-aged man completely ignored the clamor of the thugs, and only stared at Fang Cheng.

  Fang Cheng also stared at him, there was no one else in the eyes of the two parties, only each other.

   "Shut up!"

   Mohawk suddenly let out a roar, stopping the clamor of the mob.

  He is the closest to the middle-aged man, and he can best perceive from the biological instinct how terrifying the middle-aged man in front of him seems to collapse when the wind blows.

   It is impossible to live in this monster-infested world without some common sense.

  Mohawk tried his best to keep his tone calm, but he still couldn't help but tremble: "Your Excellency, what's the matter for you?"

  The middle-aged man slowly turned his head to look at him, showing a kind smile.

   "Don't be afraid, it's fine."

  Before Mohawk could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt himself flying, and his vision became dizzy.

   When he fell to the ground, Mohawk could still see his headless corpse sitting on a motorcycle, with blood spurting from his neck.

   Thanks to the lord of the left hand, and other big guys for their rewards, I will add more for you, and there will be another chapter in the afternoon. I will work hard, and I will add another chapter tomorrow, thank you for your support, thank you (*^▽^*)

  (end of this chapter)