the end of the heavens

"The Lord told me!"

Russell raised his chest and raised his head proudly, holding up the cross necklace on his chest, and Jesus with thorns on his head showed a look of sorrow.

"Remember, you owe me an explanation!"

Amelia stared at Russell for half a minute, exited the vampire state, snorted coldly, grabbed Michael's ankle, and dragged towards the way she came.

"Amelia, be gentle. If you are so rough, he will die." Michael knocked the back of his head to the ground, making Russell feel pain for him.

"What does his life and death have to do with me?"

"Do you dare to make a bet that if he dies, you will be the one who regrets the most."

Amelia was dubious, and instead grabbed Michael by the collar, "Who the hell is he?"

……

In a detached villa on the outskirts of the city, Michael woke up from a coma with a dull pain in the back of his head. He raised his hand to check the injury, but found that he couldn't move.

He was fixed on a square metal torture chair, and his hands, feet, chest, abdomen, and neck were tied by iron hoops. On the high wall directly in front of him, a round window let in dim moonlight, allowing him to bear the pain. I can't help but think of the novelty-hunting movies I've seen.

Like vivisection or something!

"Hep, hep! Is anyone there?"

"I would never yell if I were you."

The cold voice sounded, making Michael calm down. His eyes adapted to the dimness of the room. On the opposite side, he saw Serena of the same style. She was fixed on a metal chair, and her azure blue pupils were full of coldness.

pat!

The lights were bright, the door was pushed open, and Russell walked in in a black robe, followed by Amelia in a black evening dress. In the darkness, her skin was so white that it shone.

She is a beauty with glamorous temperament and superb appearance, but the queen's aura is too strong. Michael looked away after taking a second look. He prefers a royal sister like Serena.

"Who the hell are you guys, why did you arrest me... us?"

"Please don't worry, we have no malicious intentions. We invited you here for protection purposes, because your situation is very dangerous."

Russell said with a smile, and raised his hand to put on rubber gloves for himself. This action made the doctor Michael's eyelids twitch wildly.

"Michael, I am sorry to tell you that you have been involved in the war between werewolves and vampires. The two werewolves today are targeting you. Without my help, you have been sucked into a mummified corpse, so you should have grateful."

Russell pushed away a metal cart and lifted the white cloth, which was full of instruments of torture, such as scissors, claws, scalpels, electric drills, steel nails, needle-nose pliers, and so on.

Although they are small items, they are enough to make your scalp tingle!

Gum!

Michael subconsciously swallowed his saliva, faced Russell's specious smile, and smiled sarcastically, "If that's the case, why did you tie me up?"

"For your safety!"

Russell picks at the metal car, picks up a needle, and draws a tube of blood from Michael's neck.

He walked to the test bench at the side, centrifuged Michael's blood components, extracted the red blood cell suspension, and then took out a tube of werewolf blood, and also separated the components.

Now, all that's missing is a vampire's blood.

"Amelia, give me some of your blood."

After Russell finished speaking, seeing that Amelia had no response, he shrugged and walked towards Serena.

Just as Russell pulled out the needle, pinched Serena's chin, and was about to draw a tube of blood, Serena suddenly turned her head, opened her blood-sucking fangs and bit down on his wrist.

Click!

Serena took a bite, almost breaking her teeth, and met Russell's eyes with killing intent.

"Tch, I never hit women, why do you force me to break the precept?"

Russell's face was frosty, he put down the needle, turned around and pushed a metal cart.

Seeing this, Michael hurriedly yelled, "Hey, you bastard, you come after me for everything, what's the point of bullying women!"

Russell looked at Michael with a strange expression, "Young man, are you sure you want to replace her?"

"Yes, you can put any torture on me, as long as you don't hurt her."

Michael's mouth was tough, but his hands and feet shook like a sieve, but he didn't regret it. He was willing to suffer for the goddess he fell in love with at first sight.

Selina on the opposite side was quite moved when she heard the words, and her eyes softened a lot when she looked at Michael.

Of course, this is based on the fact that Michael is handsome and handsome, and his handsome face conforms to the aesthetics of vampires. If he is replaced by a middle-aged greasy man with a bald head, Serena promises not to frown.

In the next second, when Russell lifted the white cloth, the tenderness in Serena's eyes disappeared, and she felt bad all over.

Russell picked and picked on the metal car, picked up an indescribable prop, and pressed the power button.

Buzz! ! !

"Michael, are you ready?"

Michael￣△￣;

Chapter 479 Let go of her, everything comes to me

It can be said to be an interrogation room, or it can be said to be a laboratory room. Amelia moved a chair and sat down. She couldn't look directly at the picture. She rubbed her temples, worrying that the ally she had found was not reliable at all.

She regretted it a bit, but given her a chance to choose, she would still form an alliance with Russell.

Buzzing was roughly stuffed into Michael's mouth by Russell, and then wrapped tightly in gray tape. The latter wanted to show his heroism in front of the beauty, and Russell generously satisfied him.

buzzing————

Successfully rescued the goddess from the sea of ​​flames, Michael's life was full of regrets, but the corners of his eyes became wet unconsciously.

My heart is so tired, I really want to die!

The picture was so touching, Serena was very grateful for Michael's sacrifice for her, and she kept her face tensed so she didn't laugh out loud.

In the next second, she didn't have to sullenly, nor could she smile.

Russell pinched Serena's chin, forced her to open her mouth, and quickly stuffed an iron ball into it, then the tape was tightly wrapped.

Without the blood-sucking fangs, the goddess of the moon is the heroine of a series of dramas, the kind who wears a tight black leather jacket, breaks into the enemy camp alone, and is finally captured alive for a search...

Cough cough, let’s get down to business, I won’t say much about the kind of movies that I watched dozens of times, only to find that they are not good at all.