Trafford’s Trading Club

It is true that today's David will not let go once he seizes the opportunity...it can be said that he will do whatever it takes.

He had not thought about sniping Buzby here - in fact, after waiting for Mera for a long time, he had given up on wasting time, and instead chose to cooperate with Renas, planning to pass through the high wall and enter [ Mating Farm].

His target is the [Slaughterhouse] at the end.

The [Slaughterhouse], as a pure blood product factory, outputs blood products of different qualities every day - although the [Slaughterhouse] is still heavily guarded, it appears to be much more relaxed than the most precious [Farm].

Renas also agreed with David's idea almost immediately - originally, she wanted to take this opportunity to escape from the [Farm] and go to the worry-free paradise created by the revolutionary army outside.

The two hit it off immediately.

But what they didn't expect was that when they came out of the sewer, what greeted them was the [Farm] burned by black flames... and the confrontation between Mera and Buzby.

David soon learned Buzby's identity from Renas, while Renas was extremely surprised that Mera could destroy the [Farm] to such an extent.

"She...is she really a human being like us?"

She was... at least she was.

David only answered Renas's question in his mind - he didn't even have time to have more conversations with Renas, because a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity suddenly appeared in front of him.

Because of Renas' relationship, he already knows Buzby's status in the clan - he is the leader of the entire clan patrol... Although Buzby is not as good as the superior nobles in terms of pure status, he has real power. !

He is the powerful person of this [Toridor] clan... This is enough!

"Vampire...go to hell!"

…

When the Tang Dao successfully pierced Buzby's body from behind, David held his breath... Success! At the opponent's weakest time!

Before this, David had actually successfully killed a vampire - it was an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. But now, he can kill someone again, and he is still a guy with real power in the clan.

He didn't know what this feeling was. He only knew that he was more excited than ever at this moment... Even a powerful vampire would eventually die in the hands of a weak human like himself.

Yes, it’s this feeling of wantonly trampling a powerful guy under your feet!

It's so...so addictive that I can't stop!

"So, are there guys like you among the revolutionary army..."

David, who was in the midst of ecstasy, couldn't help but be startled - because the sound came from the front... This was what Buzby said when he stabbed him in the back.

David couldn't help being shocked, and subconsciously pulled back the Tang Dao that had penetrated the opponent's body - but at this moment, the Tang Dao seemed to be clamped by iron pliers and did not move at all!

Buzby... directly reached out and grasped the Tang Dao's blade.

"Are you still struggling to your death...you damn vampire!" David snorted coldly, "You didn't expect it, did you? I would actually have such a day, and let someone who has always been a slave and controlled by you kill me with your own hands. ! How many of our compatriots died tragically in your hands, today... I can avenge them! Go to hell!"

But David still couldn't twitch the blade in Buzby's body... Buzby's palm holding the blade had been cut by the blade, and blood was flowing.

Facing David's roar at this moment, Buzby, who felt that his physical strength was losing little by little, suddenly said weakly: "Is it really just like this...human beings."

"What did you say?"

"Is it really just for revenge... and not for anything else..." Buzby lowered his head and said, "The smile on your face... is like an audience in the arena..."

David's pupils shrank suddenly, because... no matter how much hatred and anger his eyes revealed at this moment... what was incongruous with it was that the lower half of his face showed a strange smile. .

"There is no need to know the truth at all..."

"What did you say……"

At this moment, David only felt a huge force hitting his chest - his ribs seemed to be broken at this moment. Even when he flew out upside down, he kept spraying out of his mouth. Out of blood.

He landed on the ground, but like pebbles floating on the horizontal surface, he drifted one after another... and finally hit a pillar hard.

David stopped and coughed up a mouthful of pus and blood again...but was unable to get up. After struggling to get up several times, he only got endless severe pain.

At this moment, Renas, who was traveling with him, did not dare to show up at all. He just covered his mouth with both hands, curled up, and hid in the shadows of the street shivering.

Buzby walked towards David step by step... On his chest, the Tang knife was still inserted from behind, and blood fell on the ground drop by drop along the blade.

Finally, he came to David who was lying on the ground... Buzby could not even stand firm on his feet and his body was swaying - but compared to David who was like mud, he still had a huge advantage... …It seems so.

David did not give up... He reached out to his waist with difficulty - but soon a look of horror appeared on his face!

The dagger that should have been placed on his waist was missing... David's heart started beating crazily!

The dagger fell off when he was floating on the ground...a few meters away from him.

"If you want to kill...just kill..." David's eyes suddenly became dim.

He actually thought about begging for mercy, but he knew that begging for mercy was useless... Since begging for mercy was of no use, at least it would make him look braver.

Since begging for mercy is useless, he hopes that his bravery can be seen or known... to the base of the revolutionary army, to the ears of that person, so that she will not forget him...

Buzby slowly stretched out his palm...the nails on his five fingers instantly changed, like sharp blades.

David stopped breathing subconsciously. He heard his wildly beating heartbeat, bang bang... bang bang... bang bang...

"Wait a minute! I can tell you where the revolutionary army's base is hidden! I can work for you!"

Finally, there was a smile on Buzby's face...not a sarcasm, not a sneer...a smile that seemed to mean something profound, but made David tremble.

"You...are actually not as brave as you look..." As Buzby said, he stretched his finger to his lips.

"Really! I can tell you all the information about the revolutionary army! The leader is a woman! Her name is Malu! She was originally a [crop] cultivated by the [Nofele] clan's [farm]! You should be able to find out …”

"Do you... hate vampires?"

"No! I don't hate vampires at all... Really! I can't find any reason to hate vampires now! Why should I hate them... They are so powerful and noble!" David propped up his body, Kneeling in front of Buzby, "Noble Lord, please allow me to tell you more about the Revolutionary Army!"

"Open your mouth..." Buzby said slowly, his voice hoarse like the wind whistling through the crack of the door late at night.

David swallowed and could only bite the bullet and follow the other party's instructions... His jaw trembled and opened little by little.

At this moment, Buzby suddenly bit his finger and stretched it out in front of David's face...a drop of dark red blood dripped from his fingertips into David's mouth.

When he saw this drop of blood beginning to grow in size due to tension in Buzby's fingertips, David's heart began to beat wildly again... and his brain even went blank!

Until, like a red-hot coal, this drop of blood slid down his throat and into his body... David grabbed his throat in pain and coughed crazily.

Blood... the blood in his body seemed to be boiling at this moment, and David felt an unprecedented burning heat - as if his soul was being burned.

He wailed crazily... his body even forgot the severe pain before and began to twitch and roll on the ground.

"Since you hate vampires so much, then from now on, live as a blood-sucking monster..."

…

Buzby silently glanced at David, who was suffering from pain at the moment, and after saying a word, he slowly turned around... and left this place little by little.

He still has the Tang Dao stuck in his body... He can no longer take out the Tang Dao - at least, someone needs to pull it out from behind.

But he didn't seem to care... His steps became more and more staggering, and he even half-bent his waist, as if he was crawling forward.

He passed the place where Mera fell, and he glanced at Mera. He knew that Mera was still breathing, and he also saw the faint firelight on her cheek.

But Buzby still didn't pay attention. He just moved forward, dragging his body...and walked forward - until he disappeared into this barren street.

…

Later, Boss Luo removed his zero senses and slowly came to a certain place - the place where the dagger fell from David's body.

Luo Qiu bent down and picked up the dagger, then glanced at the direction Buzby left... Boss Luo suddenly threw the dagger forward.

The dagger finally fell next to David.

David's body had stopped withdrawing at this time, but he still looked in pain. He even kept clawing at his face... and scratched out bright red blood stains.

Clang.

He heard the sound of a dagger falling in front of him... David looked forward.

He saw the mysterious traveling merchant! He couldn't help but think of the last time he quietly took the dagger from this traveling trader.

David's breathing stopped for a moment.

But...Boss Luo didn't speak, he just looked at David and showed a smile.

Just like this, in front of David, with a smile on his face, he stepped back step by step...backed away, and then gradually disappeared.

David felt as if his breathing was about to stop... How long did it feel like he had been suffocated?

He felt chills on his back, and fear even made him forget for a short time the burning sensation produced when the blood in his body was assimilated by vampire blood.

He looked at the dagger thrown in front of him and subconsciously reached out his hand... shivering, but never dared to actually pick up the dagger.

What does this... mean?

What does he mean?

Pursue... or not?

The last smile is...what does it mean! ! !

Why are you looking at me like this...why are you smiling...what do you mean? !

Questions, countless questions, poured out crazily in David's mind - he could never give a satisfactory answer by himself!

His trembling palm still stopped in front of the dagger, without actually picking it up.

until.

"What are you doing?!"

A white palm picked up the dagger directly in front of David... David suddenly looked up and saw Renas.

"I..." David opened his mouth.

Renas frowned at this time, casually put the dagger on her belt, then leaned forward and helped David up with difficulty, "What happened just now? Why did Master Buzby let him go all of a sudden?" is you?"

David paused for breath.

Renas... seemed to have finally seen the scene where Buzby fed her vampire blood... Maybe she didn't know about this?

"I...I don't know either..." David shook his head and said with a wry smile: "But...at least he didn't die. No matter what the reason is, it is something to be thankful for."

"Well! The most important thing is to survive!" Renas agreed with this, and then asked directly: "How do you feel now? Can you still move?"

She didn't care about David in this way, but now only David could take her to the paradise created by the revolutionary army for the descendants of the ancient race to live... She needed him.

"I can walk... but not fast." David said rather weakly. It was obvious that his ribs were almost all broken, but now that the blood in his body was boiling, the pain had gradually subsided, "You... take a look at Mera's condition... …”

"I already saw it when I came here. Your companion is still breathing!" Renas said hurriedly: "I am weak and can't carry it!"

"I'll do it..." David bit, "I still have some recovery potions on me."

Not at all...but I can only use this excuse.

When he saw Renas nodded without any doubt and actively ran to Mera's side, David slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He found that he was becoming more and more adept at lying.

…

Squeak-yah-!

At the door, the sound of the door shafts being bitten was continuous and long and slow.

Buzby leaned against the door and looked up into the room... Blood was flowing from the blade wound on his chest, soaking his boots.

On the way here, there were almost all his bloody footprints.

Buzby's eyes were dim, like those of a drowsy patient, his eyelids trembling and trying to keep them open. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, what came out was just a sound like exhaling.

The girl was sitting on the sofa... with her pillow on a corner of the sofa, her little hand like a jade lotus root holding her chin, just watching Buzby come in.

"Mina..." Buzby's voice suddenly became clearer.

"Brother, you are back..." The girl chuckled softly and said softly: "Mina is hungry...brother."

I saw two small fangs between the girl's lips, looming as the girl chuckled...