The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

A vampire who was responsible for guarding the Deacon flat opened his eyes wide and looked at the one-armed disabled vampire who was pinching his head.

The next second.

He heard the sound of a watermelon bursting from his head.

"Puff!"

"Bang."

The headless vampire fell to the ground, with black blood flowing, and his limbs twitching unconsciously.

Quinn looked at the three headless bodies lying in front of him expressionlessly, then took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the Deacon flat that he had to get permission to walk into with his head down.

In the room, Deacon's forbidden food, the white and black female vampires looked at Quinn who pushed the door in, and quickly took the bath towel beside her to cover her flawless body.

"Quinn, you are crazy..."

"Uh!"

The white vampire who spoke had not finished speaking when he felt a flash in front of his eyes. By the time he reacted, Quinn had already pinched the throat of fate.

The black vampire next to him saw this scene, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Quinn looked at the white vampire in his hand.

His eyes flashed with a look similar to the fan-shaped resolution diagram.

He was particularly impressed by this white female vampire.

After all...

This white female vampire said in front of many vampires that he was Dicken's dog slave.

Although the dog slave was a fact.

But the eldest brother laughed at the second brother, I am a dog slave, aren't you also Dicken's life slave?

Just like now.

Although the white female vampire was pinched by his neck.

Quinn could still see the disgust and disgust of the white female vampire in her eyes.

"Puff... Boom."

The black female vampire looked at the body that fell to the ground, and couldn't help but exclaimed, then reacted and covered her mouth, looking at Quinn who was looking at her with panic and anxiety... and the familiar ring on Quinn's right finger.

Quinn looked at the black female vampire expressionlessly.

Yeah.

He was very satisfied with the way the black vampire looked at him.

But...

Quinn walked straight to the black vampire, and then put his one hand on her head.

The latter trembled.

Quinn exerted force with his palm, and the black woman did not dare to resist, and knelt in front of Quinn.

"Shh!"

Quinn lowered his eyes and looked at the black vampire, saying faintly: "I'm very angry now."

After a while.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Quinn raised his head, closed his eyes, and felt the excitement of surviving the disaster and the luck after surviving the disaster!

What kind of happiness can compare to the happiness of having the woman who used to be his master surrender at his feet.

At this moment.

Quinn experienced the happiness that Deacon once had.

He stood there quietly, enjoying the treatment that Deacon had once enjoyed. His body seemed to be burnt, and there seemed to be countless maggots crawling on the surface of his skin, and even his broken arm was slowly crawling.

Half an hour later.

Accompanied by a beast-like roar from Quinn's throat.

Quinn smiled.

Seeing this, the black woman tore off the bath towel that was still wrapped around her body with her right hand, and while expressing her unreserved submission to Quinn, her face also showed a more charming smile.

Quinn glanced at him, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"You are good, go take a shower and wait for me in bed."

"Yes, Master."

The black woman lowered her eyebrows and looked at him, with a gentle tone.

She chose to be Deacon's toy for eternal life.

So...

As long as I am alive, anyone can play with me.

Quinn looked at the black woman who seemed to be completely submissive to him physically and mentally at this moment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, then he raised his foot and rubbed the black woman's heart, laughed, and then turned and walked towards the door again.

If he didn't have something to do, he would have wanted to press the woman who once belonged to his master Dicken on him and rub her hard.

The son of a Zhongshan wolf, he will be rampant when he succeeds.

This describes Quinn.

Quinn walked straight all the way to the elevator.

It caught his eye.

A dozen vampires who looked like homeless people were waiting here, and they all bowed their heads when they saw Quinn coming in.

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"Master."

"Yeah."

If he was Dicken's dog slave before, then the dozen vampires in front of him were his dog slaves.

Quinn took out a piece of paper with a dozen names and addresses written down with a pen while enjoying the service of the black woman from his pocket and handed it over: "Think of a way to let the twelve vampires on it see the sun tomorrow."

Locke was right.

Quinn was indeed an ambitious vampire.

After Locke took out the ring, he was sure that Deacon was dead.

Because this ring was given to him by Deacon's master. After getting this ring, Deacon would not take it off even when taking a bath.

And now Deacon is dead.

He can replace him!

When he ran out of the safe house and returned here, this thought could no longer be controlled and swarmed out.

But it is not easy to do this.

Although he is Deacon's dog slave, he is not the only dog ​​slave of Deacon.

And to be honest, he is not the most favored one among Deacon's many dog ​​slaves.

Before him, there were twelve dog slaves.

But it's okay.

If these twelve dog slaves disappear, won't he become Deacon's most favored dog slave?

The vampires standing in front of Quinn took the paper from Quinn's hand, looked at the list on the paper, and then looked at Quinn.

"Yes, master."

"Go, tomorrow when the sun rises, the building under your feet will be renamed Quinn Building!"

"Yes!"

The eyes of more than a dozen vampires suddenly lit up, and after responding, they all ran towards the window of the elevator room.

They went out directly from the window and disappeared into the night.

Quinn walked into the elevator and entered a string of passwords on the elevator case.

Soon.

The elevator stopped at a floor that did not exist on the elevator button.

After a while.

He came to a meeting room similar to a round table meeting.

Thirteen tall chairs that looked like the throne of a European king formed a circle.

And Quinn stood in this circle.

After a while.

One by one, the vampires, who looked somewhat decayed, entered the arena and found their own seats and sat down.

These thirteen vampires were the pure-blooded vampires in the legend.

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