The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

"Sir, CNN has also contacted us."

"What did the other party say?"

"CNN said that a guy who claimed to be the leader of vampires in New York City proactively contacted them and passed the tape to them."

"The live phone call just now was also a request made by the other party to exchange video tapes."

"Oh."

Locke sneered: "Shitty stuff that can't be put on the market."

Debbie stood up, relinquished her position to the sentinel, and said with a smile: "Boss, he underestimates us too much. He doesn't know that the first lesson of our training is to keep it secret."

Locke shook his head.

"It's not that he underestimated it, it's that he didn't think of it at all..."

"Jingle bell."

Locke lowered his eyes and looked at the phone that rang again in his hand. He smiled and answered the call again.

"Rock Underwood..."

"The blade is in my hand. If you want to save him, come here in person."

"It can't be done."

"I...what?"

Quinn, who was in the sacrificial hall, looked at Dao Feng, who was now imprisoned in a transparent coffin, and was slightly stunned when he heard the voice on the phone: "You are not afraid that I will kill Dao Feng."

Whether you want to kill or not is none of my business.

He didn't bring the blade in anyway.

Again.

Blade also said before that they are no longer friends.

Locke asked himself that he was a character who would go out of his way to save his friends, but the blade was not his friend.

so……

Locke was too lazy to answer the question, hung up on Quinn once again, and put the number directly on the blacklist.

Over there, Quinn listened to the blind tone coming from the phone, glanced at the hung up call, and waited until he called again and it showed that the call could not be connected.

Furious.

"Farke!"

Quinn raised his hand and smashed the phone in his hand.

The next second.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his body changed, appearing directly in front of the phone, and re-picked up the phone he had just smashed out.

Dao Feng, who had been imprisoned in a transparent coffin, laughed when he heard the voice of Quen's phone call just now.

Quinn, who was checking whether his cell phone was damaged, raised his head when he heard the voice coming from the coffin, and his eyes fell on Blade.

Quinn walked up to Blade's coffin with a gloomy expression, and then looked at Blade locked inside.

"why are you laughing."

"Laughing at you for being stupid."

The blade in the coffin was all weapons at this moment, and even the sunglasses were transferred to Quinn's face.

But Dao Feng's temperament remained unchanged and he looked at Quinn mockingly: "I still like the stupid and silly cute you before."

Quinn took off his sunglasses, his eyes were scarlet red.

"I like myself better now."

"Yeah?"

Dao Feng asked back, and then chuckled: "Then why do I feel that you are afraid."

Quinn laughed loudly: "I'm afraid, I will be afraid! When the time comes, I will be able to summon the Bleeding God right away. What am I afraid of?"

Blade licked his thick, dry lips with his vampire fangs that could no longer be restrained at this moment.

"You're afraid that before the time is up, Rock Underwood will come to you and make your plan fail."

"You're scared of Rock Underwood."

"I'm curious."

"After you escaped from the abandoned hangar, what exactly did you encounter, and what conditions did you negotiate with him before he let you..."

"Shut up!"

Quinn roared and punched Blade's transparent coffin.

but……

If Dao Feng shut up, he would no longer be Dao Feng: "As expected, you are afraid."

Quinn roared: "Shut up, shut up."

Because along with Blade's words, Quinn's mind once again resurfaced. At that time in the Sentinel safe house, Locke looked at him with contempt and charity, just like Dickon looked at him.

In order to prevent this image from lingering in his mind, Quinn looked at the blade who continued to complain despite his threats, and chose to turn around and leave.

After Kun En turned around and left, Blade showed a sad expression on his pale face and coughed a few times.

But the way he looked at Quinn, who turned to leave, was full of curiosity.

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He did wonder what happened to Quinn after he escaped from the abandoned hangar that night.

Of course.

He wasn't the only one who was curious.

Some vampires who were loyal to Dickon Frost and had not had any trouble after Qun's succession appeared in front of Qun at this moment.

Quinn frowned as he looked at the four vampires who appeared in front of him after he returned to the office and then opened the door and walked in from the outside.

"What are you doing?"

"Lead...Quen."

One of the leading vampires looked at Quinn and asked in a deep voice: "In the CNN live broadcast, the Sentinel Secret Service agent said that you abandoned Master Dickon at that time. Is it true?"

Quinn was slightly startled: "How do you...haven't I ordered that no vampire should contact the outside without permission?"

The four vampires looked at Quinn expressionlessly.

Their master is also Dickon Frost, but they are different from the other vampires who did not obey Quen even after knowing that Dickon was dead.

Since Deacon chose Quinn as his successor, they will continue to be loyal to Quinn who inherited Deacon's legacy.

But what did CNN say in the live call just now?

Quinn did not choose to escape during the Sentinel Secret Service's encirclement of Deacon Frost as he said.

If this is the case, then Quinn is not an heir to the legacy, but a despicable and shameless thief.

Considering Quinn's previous personality and his actions of eradicating dissidents and destroying the extraordinary covenant after taking office, kidnapping homeless people and turning them into vampires.

The four vampires seemed to have noticed something.

"We are like this now, could it be that you have reached some agreement with the agent of the Sentinel Secret Service..."

"Outrageous!"

Quinn slammed the table and angrily scolded the four vampires who ran over to question him, and stretched out his right hand, revealing the ring on his hand: "This ring was handed to me by Master Deacon himself. If I ran away at that time, how could I have this ring."

That's right.

The four vampires listened to Quinn's explanation and looked at each other.

Seeing this, Quinn said directly: "Okay, throw out the corpses of the stinky rats that just broke in."

The four vampires looked at each other, then nodded, turned around and walked outside.

Soon.

The four vampires who came to question left in disgrace.

Quinn breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second.

He was shocked, as if he thought of something, and quickly took out the mobile phone he had just put down and put it back to his ear.

"Queen..."

"Queen...?"

"..."