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Watch the sports car drive away.

"Peggy, it's not such a coincidence. Two nearby manors are holding parties at the same time." Bank turned around and asked.

Peggy hugged Bank and said with a smile: "No, master, how do you want to make the decision for me?"

Bank sneered: "I'm going to see how my descendants educate their children."

Korberos was also very unhappy. He ran and said: "It's so uneducated. You actually call a stupid dog when you're scolding someone."

When Bank heard this, he turned around and yelled: "Shut up, I gave you my dog ​​food for free. You are a stupid dog and I asked you to bite someone. What did you do?"

Korberos said resentfully: "You used your fists, and I used my mouth. If you don't think it's dirty, I still think it's dirty."

Bank didn't want to talk to him and said, "You will eat the worst quality dog ​​food for the rest of your life. What's the point of raising you?"

When Korberos heard this, he said aggrievedly: "You said you had refined dog food, so I would have bitten him."

In fact, he just wanted Bank to say, go back and buy him a big bag of refined dog food, and then bite not only people, but also nuclear bombs.

However, when the others drove away, Bank did not understand what he meant, and he felt aggrieved.

Alas, what kind of owner he is and what kind of dog he raises. The three-headed hell dog can get so messed up, it is very embarrassing for hell.

"I have come up with a better way. I don't need you anymore. Go back and hold your inferior dog food for the rest of your life, you stupid dog with no ideals." Bank rode his bicycle without looking back. road.

"You have ideals, but I don't see you driving a four-wheeler. No wonder you are looked down upon by others," Korberos said in his daily retort.

Bank braked suddenly, turned to Kolberos and asked: "What did you say?"

Korberos shrank his neck and said quickly: "Noble Blood Ancestor, go and spread your glory. Your humble three-headed hell dog servant will always be your backing."

Moore Park.

A large group of highly respected people stood at the entrance of the manor, as if waiting for something.

"Viscount Patrick, you are the only one who has paid homage to the Blood Ancestor. What is he really like?" a Blood Viscount asked with a fanatical look.

Patrick was very excited when he heard this. He recalled: "The ancestor was very majestic and wise. When I felt the supreme aura of the ancestor, I felt the blood in my body throbbing. Although it was only for a moment, my blood... It seems to be more pure, I think every vampire who feels that aura will want to kneel down under his glory."

Another viscount asked again: "So what is recorded in the blood clan classics is true. The blood ancestor really has the ability to make our descendants' blood more pure."

Patrick affirmed: "As long as we are devout in our faith, the ancestor will definitely send down his glory and sublimate our bloodline."

The vampires around them were all looking forward to hearing this. After all, in their eyes, blood is the most supreme. If the ancestor really has the ability to sublimate their blood, then every vampire will definitely be willing to encourage and worship it. Such a supreme honor.

Even Dennis, a veteran vampire who has a critical attitude towards the birth of the Blood Ancestor, can't help but feel excited when he hears this.

At this moment, a limited edition Lamborghini drove into the parking lot.

Ronald got out of the car without locking it, and walked over to the group of elders.

"Dad, uncles, who are you waiting for? Is the President of the United States also coming to this party?" Ronald asked with a cheerful face.

"Go in and play with your brothers and sisters. We are waiting for someone." Viscount Oren looked at his son with a hint of doting.

"I'll wait with you. I also want to meet such a big shot. Come on.

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This time I accompanied you to meet with Mr. President. His daughter invited me to play at their house a few days ago. "

Ronald knew very well that when his elders gathered together, they could generate energy that even the President of the United States would be in awe of.

He also understood very well that the reason why the president's daughter invited him was because of the respect of his elders, which made Ronald very proud.

In his heart, even the president must give himself the respect of his elders. At least in the United States, there are really few things that are worthy of his respect.

Because even the law is just a plaything of the elders. I can’t count the number of people I’ve killed with my speeding car on one hand, and I’m not fine at all. My father, Oren, only asked me a few questions in an understatement. He didn't even look at himself.

So he developed the habit of being arrogant. If Brother Arthur hadn't been urging him just now, he would have really done it and asked someone to come over and beat that silly dog ​​on a bicycle, and then kidnap that Bichi. action.

At this time, he also wanted to see what kind of big shot it was that could make these elders wait at the door for at least more than an hour without any dissatisfaction.

Viscount Patrick spoke, and he said seriously: "Go in quickly, you can't interfere with today's affairs, let your brothers and sisters learn to be smarter, and when you see that adult later, be sure not to do any unruly behavior. Everything you say and do must have the grace and etiquette we usually teach you."

"But"

"Come in and don't talk too much today."

Just as Ronald opened his mouth, he was interrupted by his father Oren, who always doted on him.

"ok, I get it."

Ronald nodded and walked into the manor wisely, because he rarely saw his father so serious.

ten minutes later.

"Peggy, is this it? It seems to be quite lively inside." Bank asked Peggy as he pedaled from side to side.

Peggy stared at the group of big shots in the distance, waiting at the door, and said, "That's it. They seem to have been waiting for us for a long time."

Bank also saw the group of people at the gate at this time. He led the beaten Kolberos and rode over in a dangling way.

At this time, the group of vampires at the door were still discussing among themselves about the records of the ancestors in the vampire classics. They were each speculating in their hearts on how humble they should be to welcome the glory of the blood ancestors.

As for the slowly approaching bicycle, they ignored it and regarded it as the silly son of the landlord of the manor next door, experiencing life with his little girlfriend.

Bank pressed the brakes and stopped in front of the group of vampires. At this time, he didn't know what to say.

Bank cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, I'll tell you."

But this group of vampires didn't seem to see him, and they were still discussing themselves: "Patrick, is the Blood Ancestor really that majestic?"

"Of course when I was bathing in his glory, my whole body was shaking, and I didn't even have the courage to raise my head." Patrick in the crowd said without hesitation.

Marquis Lawrence took out his ears and said, "According to the vampire classics, that gentleman's glory can make all vampires sublime."

"cough cough"

At this time, Bank coughed loudly, and finally all the vampires looked towards him.

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