Spells Return: The Spellman with Odd Eyes

Shi Er looked at Vincent with regret and said, "Sir, our boss is personally preparing steak for you, please wait." "

Thank you so much, thank you so much." The hungry Vincent did not understand the trickiness in Shier's words, and only knew a strong thanks. "If the steak isn't good, it's okay to have something like bread..."

Shier refused. "We are very hospitable, and you are our valued guest, how can you let your distinguished guest nibble on bread?" You go back to publicity, what do people outside think of us?

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and Vincent cried. You give me bread to eat! I promise I won't advertise it when I go back! Who would preach about being taken hostage and asked for bread and turned away? Where to put the face of the direct descendants of my blood prince?!

"Vincent, don't worry, a good meal is not afraid of being late, it will be fine soon." Shir said comfortingly. He pulled over two chairs, "Please sit down, we'll talk and wait." The

shirt on Vincent's body was no longer visible in its original color, his hair was messy, and his eyes were glazed.

If he could, he would prefer to sit in a corner and not get up. Because... Because it was already covered by him.

However, he needs to negotiate with Shir now, he needs to change his current situation and future life and death, so he needs to sit in the same position as Shier.

The height under the ass can decide a lot of things most of the time, and some people fight all their lives, isn't it just to fight for such a thing?

Vincent slowly stood up from the ground, even though his hungry legs were soft, he still tried hard to maintain his pride and demeanor... Although in the eyes of Shier and Xia Youjie, he has completely lost those things.

"Before the steak dinner prepared for you is delivered, I think we should talk about it first, do you think?" Shi Er smiled a little sinisterly, and he was ready to go under the knife.

Hunger can wear down a person's will. If people are hungry to a certain extent, they can do anything, and they may agree to any conditions. Vampires are the same, and this dark creature may go even further.

The reason why Vincent had nothing to eat was to facilitate negotiations with him.

Of course, this is also a punishment for him.

When they first met, Vincent drove a luxurious sports car, dressed brightly, opened his mouth, shut up the blood family, and he felt that he was naturally superior, looking down on Shier and others.

The result? He is now a prisoner, and if he is treated with wine and steak, it will make him unable to see his situation.

You see, Vincent is much more sober now.

"Yes, I think this meeting is necessary." Vincent struggled to look more decent, swallowing saliva as he spoke.

There was a strong smell of meat on Shier and Xia Youjie's bodies, and the two should have just finished eating.

"I'm looking forward to the next steak!" Vincent shouted loudly in his heart.

"First of all, as an ordinary person, I strongly condemn and outrage the actions of the Blood Clan. Without any rudeness and active provocation, the Blood Clan sent people to kill us many times, and if we hadn't learned a little taekwondo, it is estimated that the graves would have grown grass now.

"Do you know how much of an impact this has had on our lives? Children are afraid to go to school! You need to give me an explanation and compensate us for the loss! Shi'er spit splashed, and his hands kept waving around, very excited.

Xia Youjie was really a little stunned, but he was afraid that it would affect Shier's performance, so he could only turn his back, and his shoulders began to shake violently.

Vincent's throat squirmed, pondering how to deal with Shier's problem, and decided that if he could get out of here alive this time, he would immediately sign up to learn taekwondo.

I don't know if hunger affects IQ, which makes him think about problems for a long time.

"There is a cause for everything, and there must be a reason why things are the way they are, and you and I know this reason very well." Vincent said carefully in organizing the language.

"I don't know." Shir said. "Please be clear."

Vincent wanted to take off his pants and hit Fakshir fiercely.

How could you not know?

The three of Jiali don't know what means you used to crush it into a meatloaf, and they also sold the elite of the hunting team of the Blood Clan to the rich second generation like a few women, you really damn it!!

But it was clear that Vincent only dared to think in his heart.

"Werewolf." Vincent added, "Werewolves are the Bloods' worst enemies, and you and Cheryl are very close. "

Oh." Shi Er pretended to have a sudden realization. "Is it because the little girl in my family has made friends with Cheryl, so the blood clan is going to kill us all? This is also too bullying, right?

"Of course, there are other reasons." Vincent went on to say: "Both sides of our negotiations need to show good faith, and you should understand that our reconciliation is in your favor. Shir

almost laughed angrily at this guy who didn't know the situation.

It is worthy of being a descendant of the prince of the blood clan, and when this time comes, he dares to threaten himself with a soft knife?

Shir looked at Vincent with a smile and said, "I know this very well. However, you also need to understand that if our negotiations are not successful, your steak may never come up... You know, just killing the cow now, if you pluck the hair one by one, it will be very time-consuming.

Vincent's arrogance sank at once.

"If we have a good negotiation, I will also consider letting them pull faster." Shir said comfortingly. "If you're in a hurry, I can even let them bring the hair and fry you together."

"Prescribe your terms." Vincent said. He knew the bastard was threatening himself, but he didn't have any room for bargaining.

Who made him hungry?

"Your actions have seriously hurt my feelings and body." Shir said.

"Prescribe your terms." Vincent said. According to the market price, each of the elites of the hunting team is a valuable treasure of the blood clan, but they have all been made or sold by you... He couldn't discuss economic issues with this guy because he didn't understand or pretended he didn't.

"Bring the prince of your blood clan to our door and kowtow to confess his mistake." Shir said.

"It can't be." Vincent exclaimed. Who are they? It's a vampire. How can those old ghosts who have lived for thousands of years kowtow to people and admit their mistakes?

"You see, my spiritual needs are not compensated, then we can only withdraw money. Although this is a bit vulgar, there seems to be no other way. Shir said.

Vincent knew that he was being yin by this hair again.

He had long known that he could not grant his 'spiritual' request, and he proposed it in order to hear his refusal.

When he refused, he used this threat to claim financial compensation.

After sitting with Shil, Vincent felt that his IQ was clearly inadequate.

"Must be so hungry." Vincent comforted himself so heartily.