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That afternoon, Bank was squatting outside the store, smoking a cigarette, watching the construction team slowly constructing, and playing with the fruit ninja on the mobile phone that his widowed sister had given him.

A handsome young man in a suit and trousers walked towards this side, and Bank glanced at him in confusion.

The construction team had already been on Franklin Street and had set up a sign indicating that it was under construction, and the road was full of potholes. This person was obviously not here to go shopping.

However, when the man came closer, Bank seemed to notice something. After being stunned for a moment, the corner of his mouth curled up.

Sure enough, under Bank's peripheral vision, the man walked into Lanlost's shop.

Just when Bank was about to get up and walk in together, five fruits popped up from the Fruit Ninja on the phone.

After two five-hit combos, Bank estimated that if the set was finished, the record might be broken.

After hesitating for a second, Bank decided to finish the set before entering.

In Lanlost's shop.

Peggy was sitting on the beanbag, watching the new season of Rick and Morty, and Cole Burrows had gone off somewhere to tease the good housewife.

Peggy saw a customer coming into the store. After being stunned for a moment, she put down her phone and came over to greet him.

"Guest, how can I help you?" Peggy stepped forward and said.

She had some doubts in her heart. The streets outside were in that shape. It was estimated that only supermarkets or adult product stores would have business on this street. She didn't expect that Lanlost's shop, which had been closed for a week or two, would still have business.

The handsome man stared at Peggy for a while and said, "I just took a look."

Paige made a "please" gesture towards the store and said, "Please feel free to choose."

Patrick nodded and casually looked at the products on the shelves in the store.

But when Patrick's eyes followed the counter and saw the silver cross hanging on the wall, his expression suddenly changed.

Patrick subconsciously took two steps back, pointed at the silver cross, and said in shock: "Where did you get this?"

Paige also reacted at this time, wondering why this man felt familiar to him as soon as he walked in.

It seems that this vampire did not recognize me immediately because his blood level was not high enough. Paige felt the aura of the same kind and asked with a smile: "Vampire"

Patrick looked at Paige in shock. At this moment, Paige was exuding a pure blood aura. The purity of her bloodline was unprecedented and unbelievably high.

Patrick was very excited. After he reacted, he immediately got down on one knee, lowered his head and covered his chest, saying: "Blood Ancestor, on behalf of the vampires, I come to accept your glory. Please don't hesitate to give me your motto. We will all crawl on the ground." Under your glory.”

Paige crossed her arms, looked down at the vampire in front of her, and said with a smile: "I think you made a mistake, I am not a blood ancestor."

Patrick raised his head in disbelief and said: "But the purity of the blood you exude is far higher than that of the Duke. If you can't be called a blood ancestor, then who else has such pure blood?"

"And here's me, you're kneeling to the wrong person, little bastard."

At this time, a voice came from behind Patrick, and he and Paige turned their eyes together.

Bank walked in with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and his hands staring at the mobile phone in front of him.

The last three-hit combo, Oye, broke the record.

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Bank was secretly happy for a while, put away his phone, and looked at Patrick coldly.

"But, you"

Before Patrick could finish speaking, he swallowed all the words in his mouth, because he felt a supreme bloodline aura emanating from Bank.

Patrick trembled as he felt the sublime aura that hit his face. He turned around, knelt on his knees, spread his trembling hands to the left and right, raised his head, and closed his eyes to bathe in this aura. It was so rich that it made people think In the breath of worship.

Patrick trembled and said: "The noble blood in my body is ready to move. Blood Ancestor, please allow me to accept your glory and offer you my unswerving faith. I am your humble servant and I am willing to be driven by you."

Bank looked at Patrick coldly and said: "Your shallow blood cannot carry my glory. I allow you to believe in me and worship me, but I will not bring glory to you."

Patrick was almost unable to straighten up under the pressure of his blood. He opened his eyes, but did not dare to look at Bank, and said: "I am willing to follow my lord all my life. As your servant, I can also be contaminated by my lord's supreme love." Glory."

Bank smiled evilly and said: "Then my servants and my other unworthy descendants, why don't they come to worship me and prostrate themselves under my glory?"

Patrick hurriedly said: "My lord, your unworthy descendants have not been able to inherit your glory. Now the human race is dominated by Earl Dennis. He was afraid of touching their bottom line, so he sent me to take the lead to pay homage to you."

Bank thought to himself, yes, that one-eyed dragon definitely doesn't want a group of vampires to have a party when they have nothing to do, especially around him, the ancestor.

Bank lowered his head and said, "Then your faith is pious enough, Your Majesty the Viscount?"

When Patrick heard this, he quickly said: "I am willing to bow my head and let my Lord whip me. I am willing to tear open my chest and give my heart to my Lord."

Bank said: "Then I admit that you are qualified to accept my glory. When I bring blood and flames to the world, you will serve as a pioneer and ride on the blazing battlefield with infinite glory."

When he heard that Bank wanted him to be cannon fodder, Patrick did not resist at all. Instead, he said enthusiastically: "For the sake of the race and the glory of our Lord."

Bank didn't reply, and regardless of Patrick still kneeling on the ground with his head down, he walked aside, picked up paper and pen and wrote down his phone number.

"Gather my descendants with shallow blood, and in three days, I will collectively spread the glory to them."

Bank said, handing the note to Patrick.

Patrick lowered his head and took it with both hands, his words and deeds were extremely pious.

After another more than 20 minutes of beeping with him focusing on glory, Bank finally drove him away impatiently.

"Go, my servant, the glory will be with you." Bank said.

Patrick still had a thousand words to say, but when he saw Bank's chasing eyes, he wisely got up and left.

"Whoo~"

Bank let out a long sigh, leaned on the beanbag, and said, "I can start a cult."

Peggy smiled and said: "You don't have to drive it, the master is already the leader of a cult."

"Ah, where's my new record? Did I quit too quickly just now? I'm sorry if I didn't save it."

Bank looked at the Fruit Ninja page on his phone and complained.

Paige smiled and shook her head helplessly.