After signing in for fifty years, I became the leader of the vampire clan

Soon, the door opened, revealing a middle-aged man's face with a fearful expression.

"Sir... please come in."

Fang Qingyan entered the room, looked around, and turned to ask him: "Where are your wife and daughter?"

"I'll call them out right away."

Not long after, a woman came out of the room holding a four or five-year-old girl. The woman was okay, but the little girl huddled up very timidly and did not dare to look at Fang Qingyan.

"Ahem, let's start drawing blood. I still have a lot of work to do."

Fang Qingyan skillfully took out the syringe and blood bag for drawing blood from the tool box: "You draw one thousand milliliters, your wife eight hundred, and your daughter three hundred. Do you understand the rules?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly said flatteringly: "Sir, my daughter is still young, she...she won't smoke, right?"

"I'm already five years old, so I have to smoke."

Fang Qingyan said expressionlessly.

As soon as these words came out, both the couple looked desperate, and the little girl even wanted to cry, looking so pitiful.

But he didn't dare to resist the vampire clan at all, and could only hope that his young daughter could survive.

But then, I heard this "adult" suddenly change his words:

"But, if you can pay the tax on your daughter's behalf, that's fine. You and your wife can each pay an extra 150 yuan, and your daughter will be exempted."

The family burst into tears of joy.

I know I met a kind-hearted vampire.

…

After coming out, he put the three blood bags on the carriage and continued to the next house.

This time it was a scrawny old man.

Fang Qingyan released the water and only pumped him 100 milliliters.

Then I picked a few very strong young men and smoked some more to make up for it.

I was busy until four o'clock in the morning, and only less than one-third of the work was completed.

The good news is, he didn't beat anyone to death...

Legend has it that the name vampire originated from human beings' fear of vampires.

After seeing the fearful expressions on those people's faces today, Fang Qingyan was certain that this legend was true.

…

We arrived at another house.

Fang Qingyan knocked on the door several times, but no one opened it.

Is this an attempt to evade taxes?

He frowned and could clearly feel the energy and blood fluctuations of the two people in the room.

"Let's open the door. You should be very clear about the consequences of tax evasion, right?"

After the scare, the door finally opened.

What caught his eye was a middle-aged woman with a pale and bloodless complexion.

Her eyes were full of fear, and she whispered to the other party Qingyan: "Sir...sir, please come in."

Fang Qingyan twisted his eyebrows.

After entering the house, he was a little surprised, because there was another girl in the house, and she was very beautiful, but she was also depressed and low in energy.

Fang Qingyan quickly looked away, turned to look at the woman, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on? Who drew the blood of you mother and daughter?"

The vital signs of the two people were very abnormal. They were obviously healthy, but they were lacking in energy and blood.

Obviously someone got there first, and a lot of blood was drawn from the mother and daughter.

This is the fiefdom of Count Carstein, and Fang Qingyan is solely responsible for blood collection in the town of Bonn, but someone has collected blood from humans without his consent...

Grabbing food to eat? Is this it?

If Fang Qingyan ignored and drew blood again, mother and daughter would definitely be dead.

But if you don't draw it, the blood food that needs to be handed over will not meet the requirements.

So he must cross-examine this matter carefully!

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Chapter 10

"Be honest, who has been here before me?"

Faced with Fang Qingyan’s cross-examination.

Mother and daughter were shaking like chaff and dared not speak.

It was obvious that someone had threatened him. If he dared to make a report, he would be retaliated against.

"You should know very well that I will definitely draw blood. With your current physical condition, you will die if I draw you again."

Fang Qingyan stared at the two of them and said in a calm voice: "Tell me the truth and I can find a way for you. I know that you are being threatened and are afraid of retaliation, but if you don't tell me, you will die now."

Tears welled up.

The psychological defenses of mother and daughter were finally broken.

"Woo~ I said, don't bully my mother."

The girl rushed over and grabbed Fang Qingyan's sleeve, with tears streaming down her pretty face and her voice choked with sobs:

"He...they just left."

Fang Qingyan showed a gentle smile, patted the back of her hand comfortingly, and asked softly: "Don't cry, tell me, who are they?"

The girl's crying gradually stopped, she wiped her tears and whispered: "They are the men of Marquis Bruch. They force the villagers to donate blood, and those who resist will be beaten. And... and they are not allowed to say anything, once they say it Yes, they will eat you."

"My mother and I managed to survive. The most pitiful thing was the frail grandparents in the town. Many of them failed to survive and died."

As she spoke, the girl burst into tears again.

…

What a bunch of robbers!

Unprincipled robbery!

Fang Qingyan's eyes flashed fiercely.

Of course he had heard of the reputation of Margrave Bruch.

The famous Bruch clan among the blood clan is the hereditary royal family of Lahmia City!

There are also upper and lower blood nobles in Nikala. One is ordinary nobles, who are self-made like Count Carstein.

There are also seven major clans that have been inherited from several eras ago and are called the "Royal Clan".

The Bruch family is one of them.

Speaking of which, Count Carstein was promoted by Marquis Bruch.

In other words, Fang Qingyan's boss is the younger brother of the Bruch clan!

He was eaten by the big brother?

...

How to deal with this matter?

Should we turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it, or stop these guys who are messing around?

Fang Qingyan's eyes flashed with hesitation.

But soon, the tears of the mother and daughter hit the soft corner of his heart.

The human race has been bullied badly enough.

But facing these hooligans of the Bruch family, people have to give up their dignity and sacrifice their lives!

This kind of thing has touched Fang Qingyan's bottom line.

The education he received in his previous life did not allow him to make any concessions!

"Take good care of yourself. No one will come to draw your blood this month."

Fang Qingyan stood up and said lightly to the mother and daughter.

Then he turned around and walked out of the house in the astonished eyes of the two.

…

“You shit on my head, and you asked me for toilet paper after you finished.”

Fang Qingyan had a ferocious expression, and a bloodthirsty grin appeared at the corner of his mouth, “Very good! I’ve been low-key for so long, but this is the first time I’ve been irritated.”

He took a deep breath and calmed down his furious emotions.

He then closed his eyes and suddenly released his vast spiritual power, which instantly enveloped the entire town.

With almost no effort, he directly sensed the location of the gang of robbers.

Fang Qingyan’s eyes suddenly opened and closed.

Without saying anything, he drove directly there, and the carriage sped away along the stone-paved alley.

…

In a house.

“Boss, this kid seems to be dying.”

The armored blood clan guard raised his head and asked, “If you keep pumping, he’ll die.”

A young man was lying on the floor of the living room. He had fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss, but the rubber tube connected to his arm was still pumping blood out.

"Is he dying?"

The captain of the guards frowned, and then looked to the side. Two shrunken bodies were stacked on the coffee table. They were the young man's parents, who had been drained of blood and died.

He simply said indifferently: "Keep draining. It doesn't matter if they die. The family should be complete. This is not our fiefdom. There is no need to help others make long-term plans."

It may be painful to kill a chicken to get eggs in your own home.

But you won't have this feeling when killing someone else's chicken.

"Haha, listen to the captain."

The guard smiled bloodthirstily and continued to draw blood from the young man.

Soon, the young man's head tilted and he died... He was drained of 4,000 milliliters!

The guard's expression did not fluctuate at all, and he pulled out the needle very skillfully.

He didn't continue to draw blood because the person was already dead.

The blood of the dead tastes bad. The blood clan is very picky about the taste of blood. A bag of fresh human blood can be sold for one silver coin, but the blood of the dead can only be sold for five copper coins.

This family of three in the town of Bonn was killed in this way.

…

Putting away the blood bags, they prepared to go to the next one.

“Captain, we are crossing the border to collect blood, won’t that anger Count Castain?”

“Hehe, that old monster went to the front line to fight, whether he can come back alive is uncertain. Besides, we are following the orders of His Highness Marston, what are you afraid of?”

“Hehehe, that’s true, His Highness Marston Bruch is the successor of the Marquis, even if Castain knew, he wouldn’t dare to say anything.”

“Good to know!”