Trafford’s Trading Club

"Wait... wait, I can't run anymore."

Song Er was panting like an ox, holding his knees and had to stop. The series of kicks he used almost exhausted his real strength, and he ran like crazy on the way, almost squeezing out all his physical strength.

Song San couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "When you usually do crazy things to women, I don't see you saying enough, not enough, not angry enough..."

"Go...go, go..." Song Er weakly punched Song San with his fist, and then said: "The mummy won't catch up, right?"

"It's hard to say." Song Er said solemnly at this time: "I'm afraid he is not afraid that we can escape at all. He just plans to suck up all the people on hand first and put us last... Strange, why is this road? Blocked?"

Song San looked forward and found that this was not a complete wall, but a broken stone blocking the road. "Ah, the big mark is in this direction... the mark disappeared here, ah, it may be on the other side." . Oops, isn’t it Ada who blocked the road? Isn’t this a trap for both of us?”

"What nonsense are you talking about? Ah Da is not like that." Song Er shook his head, then put his ear to the stone and started tapping.

He wanted to see if there were any weak points. After he regained some strength, he would attack the weak points to break the blocked road.

Unexpectedly, Song Er had just put his ear on a complete boulder when he suddenly heard a loud noise, and then the stone wall in front of him suddenly exploded.

Suffering from this impact, Song Er and Song San were knocked down to the ground by stones at the same time. The two of them were surprised when they saw a small hole in the stone wall... At this time, something was slowly coming out of the hole.

It’s Song Da!

"Ah Da!" Song Er and Song San quickly stepped forward to pull Song Da out of the car.

After Song Da came out, he was covered in wounds, and his chest was covered with wounds scratched by sharp weapons. If Song Da hadn't been a highly skilled person like Ah Da, he would have reported to King Yama long ago.

"Ah Da, what's wrong with you?" Song Er quickly stepped forward, took out some powdery substance, and began to sprinkle it on Song Da's wound to stop the bleeding.

"Stop talking, look at this!" Song Da put his hand into the hole, looking like he was pulling something out.

Not long after, Song Da actually took out a head from it. It was Mrs. Eve's head.

"I trapped this old witch, fighting in a jar." Ada breathed in cold air, feeling as if the powder sprinkled on every wound was going to take away the rest of his life. The pain was excruciating.

"If I hadn't been clever enough to block the road ahead and behind me, preventing this old witch from reaching her speed, I would definitely be the one lying down now!" Song Da said with lingering fear.

Song Er and Song San naturally knew how dangerous it was to fight these blood-sucking monsters, but Song Da could actually do it with one of them, which was beyond their expectations.

The three of them exchanged information and each knew what happened later. They felt sincerely happy about Song Er and Song San's luck in being able to escape from death again and again, so they said happily: "It turns out there is a super mummy here. Ah! If I had known earlier, I would have gotten through to the other side!"

Yes, this way you don't have to face the mummy. Song Er and Song San both felt sorry for Song Da, but they always felt that something was wrong.

"Speaking of which, Ah Da, do you still have the strength to get through the other end? We won't be able to get out this way." Song Er asked with great expectation.

"I don't even have the strength to move my fingers now." Song Da shook his head.

"So?" Song San's eyes widened.

"So, you are talking about the super mummy." Song Da took a breath of cold air.

Song Er stood up, grabbed his hair and wailed: "Eighteen years later, we will be a good man again! Ah Da, San, we will be brothers in the next life... Damn it, Ah Da, you idiot! You will die if you have any strength left. Ah!! This time I was killed by you!!! What should I do!!”

The remaining two brothers raised their middle fingers towards Song Er at the same time.

"Let's find a place to hide." Song Da finally suggested helplessly, "When I first came here, I saw another passage, but I don't know where it leads. If you encounter a zombie...what about it, do you want to take a gamble?"

"It's done! Give it a try and the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle!" Song Er immediately gritted his teeth.

…

…

Even the three zombie werewolves were no match for Viscount Fernandez. In fact, Viscount Fernandez had just woken up from his slumber, and the human science he had absorbed was not enough to awaken all his sleeping power.

Tu Shenyi paid close attention to the strength of Viscount Fernandez, and secretly became nervous in his heart, "I didn't expect that this old monster, after sleeping for more than three hundred years before waking up, is so much stronger than the ordinary fifth generation. As expected of Fei The Nandis family has been the most likely to attack the fourth or even third generation for hundreds of years."

Thinking of this, Tu Shenyi turned his palm up, and a patterned bloody sword slowly came out from his palm. Taking advantage of the moment when one of the zombie werewolves was hugging Viscount Fernandez, he tricked him into joining. the battlefield.

Xitasil originally wanted to block it, but at this moment, those stationary zombies suddenly started to move.

Their movements can't be said to be very fast, but they are more numerous than others. The ones that come one after another have caused a lot of trouble to Xitasil.

In addition, in such a narrow space, using a wide range of attacks will only accidentally hurt one's own side.

But just as the blood whip in Xitasil's hand swept away a group of zombies, Xitasil saw a guy who was like a nightmare to him.

Luo Qiu!

Behind Luo Qiu were Zhong Luoyue and Elizabeth with a sad look on her face.

Xitasil's body suddenly stiffened, because he was not sure whether Luo Qiu came here to find him, or whether he just happened to come to this place. This cellar maze was, after all, too unfriendly to outsiders.

He thought of Luo Qiu's powerful power and the fear he felt when he had no power to fight back... However, he quickly suppressed this fear because the most powerful vampire of the Fernandez family was beside him.

Xitasil felt that he was not at all vain at this time, and even had other ideas. His eyes suddenly became hesitant and viper-like.

…

Liar, liar, still liar.

Zhong Luoyue thought about a lot of curse words, but the one she really came up with, and the one she could curse more smoothly, was the word "liar". Of course, she cursed it in her heart.

Didn't this guy say that if you follow him, you will be safe and nothing will happen?

What happened before this?

Several huge werewolf monsters and the God of Gamblers Tu Shenyi are working together to attack a monster that looks like it has been skinned, leaving only muscle tissue? And this monster seemingly easily defeated the God of Gamblers and could only avoid it constantly?

There are also those gnawing zombies all around!

She shouldn't have followed this guy, even though she had no better choice.

"Why does this guy look at you so much like a priest who wants to molest children? Is he a pervert?" Zhong Luoyue couldn't help but frowned. Of course, speaking like this is just the eldest daughter of the Zhong family's reaction to the current situation. A small counterattack.

"Well, he is indeed a pervert." But Luo Qiu nodded directly.

Zhong Luoyue rolled her eyes. At the moment, she was only thinking about how to escape. She had no time to chat with Luo Qiu. However, the moment Elizabeth caught Xitasil's gaze, she subconsciously grabbed Luo Qiu's sleeves.

"Why, you seem to be afraid of him?" Luo Qiu asked instead.

Elizabeth lowered her head timidly and hesitated, "He...he used to sell my pure blood, so he has a close relationship with my family."

Luo Qiu nodded thoughtfully.

Elizabeth hurriedly said: "But, I haven't had much communication with him. It's because the thirteen clans have always supplied me with very little pure blood, which is not enough for me. When there is no other way, Grandpa can only find Xita Sil, He is a dark businessman and has a source of pure blood... However, our business dealings are just ordinary. Grandpa, he... he..."

Elizabeth ultimately said nothing.

Zhong Luoyue pricked up her ears at this time, listening to what Elizabeth said as much as possible.

Thirteen clans, dark merchants... pure blood?

But he saw Xita Sil coming slowly at this time.

His movement was very coquettish. While avoiding the zombies, he was also attacked. He easily crossed the zombie group and was only a few meters away from Luo Qiufang.

"My dear friend, we meet again, do you miss me?" Hitasil asked in a crooked voice.

Luo Qiu suddenly stretched out his palm, then retracted it a little, then looked at his palm, and finally just shook his head and said something that no one could understand, "Isn't it just a little bit worse?"

"What did you say?" Zhong Luoyue came closer and asked in a low voice: "You and this guy look familiar?"

"I think that would be a very bad thing." Luo Qiu shook his head quickly.

Xita Sil's eyes changed at this time, starting from Elizabeth, then Zhong Luoyue, and finally looked at Luo Qiu, and chuckled: "Luo Qiu, are you here to help Tu Shenyi? ?”

"I have no reason to help him yet." Luo Qiu shook his head: "I just plan to take Elizabeth to the place where Mr. Ammonster passed away, because she has this right."

"Ammonst?" Hitasil nodded thoughtfully, "What a pity. Ammonst was also a handsome man when he was young... It's such an unforgettable taste. "

"Hitasil, please, please stop talking!" Elizabeth looked a little excited but she still spoke politely.

"Sorry, my Elizabeth." Xitasil smiled slightly and said, "Luo Qiu, if you just want to go there, can you wait until we deal with the matter here."

"Whatever." Luo Qiu nodded.

After giving Xita Sil a charming look, he jumped into the zombie group. Zhong Luoyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, because in her opinion, at least Luo Qiu and this guy had already negotiated something.

But this made Zhong Luoyue even more curious about Luo Qiu's identity... What kind of identity could he have to make these vampires so courteous.

Next is Tu Shenyi... isn't he the God of Gamblers? When did it become related to zombies and vampires?

While she was thinking secretly, Zhong Luoyue suddenly felt a kind of sadness in her heart. She didn't know where this sadness came from, as if she had lost a very important person in an instant.

She touched her eyes subconsciously, and she didn't know when the tears would come to her.

At this moment, a zombie werewolf was punched to death by Viscount Fernandez. At this moment, Viscount Fernandez no longer had an appearance of only muscle tissue, but had pale skin.

He looks about thirty-five years old and has a gloomy look, but overall he is very handsome.

He slowly landed on the ground, wearing a black cloak and showing an evil smile. At this time, Viscount Fernandez twisted his neck and said slightly excitedly: "Fighting is indeed the fastest way to wake up the body... Tu Shenyi, right? You and your experiments have done a lot of credit. You really Why don't you consider my proposal? I admire your talent very much. Even though you are a parricide, I can accept you as long as you bear my blood."

"That's a lot of nonsense." Tu Shenyi snorted coldly, and the patterned bloody sword in his hand changed from one to two.

He held two swords in his hands, spread out, lowered his head slightly, but looked ahead, with a horrifying momentum rising crazily.

Viscount Fernandez shook his head and suddenly said: "You are actually wrong about one thing. That is, I am not the last member of the Fernandez family who hopes to become the fourth generation. I am... already accomplished. Fourth Generation!"

From behind Fernandes, a stream of blood rushed out!

The blood energy that keeps rushing out is now hesitating a pair of blood-colored wings.

At this moment, the zombie werewolves on the left and right of Tu Shenyi jumped out in an instant, while Tu Shenyi only took the center, leaving Viscount Fernandez with no way to avoid it.

"How do you know the power of the fourth generation?" Viscount Fernandez shook his head and just waved his hands quickly, swiping towards Tu Shenyi and the two zombie werewolves in the void!

In just a moment, the body of the zombie werewolf that had not yet landed turned into several neatly cut pieces and fell to the ground as if it had been cut by a high-pressure water gun.

Tu Shenyi used his two swords to resist in front of him at this moment, but it only took a moment before his body flew backwards. Several gaps appeared on the blade of the blood-patterned sword.

Viscount Fernandez leaned forward at this moment, rushed out in an instant, and at an extremely fast speed, caught Tu Shenyi who had not yet landed.

His palm directly pinched Tu Shenyi's head and lifted him up. As a fourth-generation vampire, Viscount Fernandez's perception is infinitely better than that of Xita Sil.

"You and Shitasil should be of the same generation, but in my opinion, you are much better than my unworthy descendant, both in terms of combat awareness and magnanimity. I will give you one last chance, Accept my blood and become my descendants!”

But at this moment, Tu Shenyi suddenly let go of his hands holding the sword and let the sword fall directly to the ground, as if he had no intention of resisting.

Viscount Fernandez suddenly snorted coldly at this time, but grabbed Tu Shenyi's head and threw it out, slamming him into the wall.

Tu Shenyi fell down from the wall and sat on the ground, lowering his head without raising it.

Viscount Fernandez snorted coldly at this time, "You actually want to die? Do you think you can avoid my perception?"

Tu Shenyi still looked motionless... In the distance, Luo Qiu's eyes gradually brightened.

"You are not Tu Shenyi, who are you?" Viscount Fernandez waved his palm at this time, and a bloody claw mark flew out instantly.

It directly tore Tu Shenyi's mask and tore off his disguise.

With a head full of white hair hanging down, and exquisite facial features, it was as if carved by God, a beautiful and breathtaking face, but the eyes were colorless, as if they were dead.

"I have seen this woman..." Zhong Luoyue blurted out at this time: "In Tu Shenyi's study, the woman in the painting... what happened?"

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