Strange Recovery: Activate the Underworld Fengdu at the beginning

"Okay, you guys know how to lie to me. If you can be more obedient, I will save so much trouble every day, and I should let you go back to your hometown."

Hearing this, Dracula was overjoyed. The first place he thought of was of course the west, where he had a vast pastoral castle and some small areas of his own. At least he didn’t have to be angry here. Full of excitement.

"Why are you so happy? Isn't it just to let you go back to the Nether Tower? There is nothing in that place."

"No, sir, can you let me go back to my hometown?"

"The hometown I'm talking about is of course the Nether Tower. What do you think it is? Do you still want to go back to the West? You have lost your lord here. I think you should be allowed to practice here."

In a few words, Dracula's extremely excited appearance was completely destroyed. This guy had a sad face, which can be described as a look of despair.

There was nothing he could do about his despair. Dracula originally had amazing confidence, and even had a kind of obsession. He really wanted to go home and be free.

This is what a vampire count should pursue most.But this time he was desperate and helpless from the bottom of his heart. This guy is not going to let Dracula go, so what if he is powerful?

His ability is not bad, but in the eyes of everyone, he is not the strongest existence, so he can only accept his fate, there is no other way but to accept his fate.

"By the way, since your performance this time is not bad, I can reward you with something so that you can have a full meal."

"Really? My lord, I really love you to death. You are the angel in my heart."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, isn't it shameful for a vampire count to say such a thing? Don't worry, I will definitely prepare something for you, so that you will never forget it."

Earl Dracula excitedly returned to his Laos and entered the Nether Tower. He was stunned when he saw that thing. Isn't this a pig?
"You really look down on me, Count Dracula, right? I'm an elegant vampire with self-respect. Even if I'm dying of hunger, I won't suck the blood of the pig in front of me forever."

That being said, he fell in love with that pig again, with an obsessive and morbid feeling on his face.

"You are so ugly, so disgusting, and smell so bad, stay away from me, I will never be able to suck your blood, I don't deserve it."

The pig was still whimpering when it heard the sound, as if it had given him some feedback, and it made Dracula so angry in an instant.

"What are you talking about? Are you not happy? You guys actually started to provoke Sir Dracula. You must know that I am well-known in the West, and I am truly a top existence under one person and above ten thousand people. Pigs are destined to be inferior to me."

The pig snorted twice more, and then looked for Count Dracula to eat on the ground, looking at the pig, especially at the other's neck, with increasing interest.

"Brother Pig, I think you are dirty, let me clean it up for you."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, and then cleaned it up. After a while, there was a pig cry from inside.

Of course Yan Xiaoming knew that this vampire who was about to starve to death really didn't matter, after all vampires were of course different from normal humans.

Their desire for blood is many times stronger than humans' desire for food when they are hungry.

So this guy will suck that pig's blood no matter what.

Yan Xiaoming didn't care about Dracula's affairs, he was not worthy of his trust, no matter what he did, he would not care about it, nor would he want to contact him.

The most important thing now is to continue to improve the combat capability of this unit.

Yan Xiaoming is very happy to have these two generals under his command. When he went out, he saw that Laobai had returned. Step back.

"Master's matter has almost been settled, and the two foreigners are leaving now."

"They also asked me to leave you a gift."

"Gift Why did they leave me a present? What?"

Yan Xiaoming thought it was very strange, and then the god-killer Laobai took out a tattered shield from his pocket, and there were marks of punches on the shield.

"Did you kill that captain?"

Yan Xiaoming was taken aback, if you really killed the other party, it would be an international incident, anyway Yan Xiaoming didn't want to get involved in it.

"No, that guy wanted to practice with me, so I beat him up violently, making him unforgettable for the rest of his life. In fact, he was already disfigured. This was beyond my expectation during the battle. Originally, I just wanted to I thought about it till the end, but I didn’t expect him to keep rushing forward.”

After he finished speaking, he took out a photo. Lao Bai really kept up with the times. He had everything in the photo. On it was a bruised nose and a swollen face. Mr. Steve.

Seeing him so miserable, even Xiao Ming didn't know how to describe him at this time. When he first saw him, he was a blond man with blue eyes. He was quite handsome, but at this moment he was beaten so badly , even that face has been written with some indescribable things, people are unlucky enough to drink cold water and stuff their teeth.

I guess this guy feels like this. They only wanted to get some experimental data and some useful information before, but they didn't expect that they didn't get the information and they were beaten violently.

"It's fine if you don't beat him to death. If you kill him, something will happen. These foreigners probably won't want to let it go, but it's a good thing to learn a lesson now."

This is Yan Xiaoming's thinking. It is only natural to teach the other party a lesson. In fact, these foreigners always want to make some ups and downs here. If they are really given a chance to succeed, it will be even more difficult to deal with in the future.

"Don't worry, master, I still have a sense of proportion in this matter, but if you beat him up, he will never forget it for the rest of his life, but he will also thank me."

"He will thank me for saving him. Otherwise, with his weak strength, he keeps walking on the rivers and lakes, and in the end he is beaten to death by other powerful ones. I guess he will suffer even more."

What Lao Bai said made Yan Xiaoming not know what to say. Anyway, he was beaten violently. I guess this guy is really unforgettable for the rest of his life. It’s just that what the other party forgets and wants to do, all of this has nothing to do with Yan Xiaoming .

"Okay, the matter is almost done. I just want to introduce another friend to you. This guy is also my subordinate. He insists on relying on me, but the two of you usually don't fight."