Mysterious journey

For Dam, the so-called vampires and vampires are just insects with stronger vitality, not much different from ordinary humans. Although these vampires have practiced a large number of martial arts and fighting skills suitable for themselves over the long years, these are in vain for Damu, and practicing them is equivalent to not practicing them.

"We are so lucky to be alive." Preeto looked even weaker than Zhenya. For his sake, Zhenya was pierced by Dam's claw through the chest and almost hit his heart core. Fortunately, he was transferred in time. Be prepared in advance. But just like that, the blood in his whole body was also affected by Dam's aura, and it was sprayed out cleanly, without any leftover, causing his vitality to be severely damaged.

"A bunch of vampires were actually defeated by one human being, and they were massacred." Prito smiled bitterly, "This world is too crazy."

Zhui Ya opened her mouth to show that she always ignored ordinary humans, but she couldn't say anything at this moment.

"When my uncle comes, we must make the guy who hurt us pay the price!!" She finally squeezed out a harsh word.

"Is it your uncle? Look at the bed over there." Preeto looked at his friend with sympathy and pity.

A head slowly stretched out from the last hospital bed. It was a somewhat bald middle-aged man.

He smiled wryly and waved to Zhenya.

"Sorry for being so subtle."

"Uncle!!" Zhen Ya suddenly opened her eyes wide, her expression completely incomprehensible, "You!! How could you...??!!"

The middle-aged man touched his nose awkwardly.

"I met the man named Hossiman on the way, and he punched me unconscious. When I woke up, I was already here."

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The ward was quiet.

Preuto didn't know what to say, while Zhenya was completely red-faced, so embarrassed and angry that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

After a while.

"By the way, Uncle Barry, did you come here alone?" Praeto obviously had a good relationship with this middle-aged vampire and started chatting casually.

"Yes, I drove here in a hurry from home. I wanted to pick you up before the Camarilla vampires. I didn't have time to ask other friends for help." Uncle Barry nodded honestly.

His human identity is that of a wealthy businessman, he looks quite wealthy, he is white and fat, and has a mustache. No one could have imagined that he was actually a top boxer who had mastered American boxing, and he was also a vampire boxer. He was one of the few powerful lower-ranking vampires in the Ming Party.

"But don't worry, although I was also arrested, my friends and brothers in the family should have discovered that something was wrong, and they should take action now. As long as we wait, it should be fine." Barry explained with certainty. , he ran thousands of miles to rescue his niece, but he didn't expect that he would also help in it. This made him, an elder, a little embarrassed and urgently needed to save some face.

"By the way, where are Aisharo and the others?"

Only then did Zhenya remember that there were three other people.

"They were taken away by people here." Barry replied.

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On a road outside Berlin.

A black luxury car with silver vine patterns was driving smoothly. It looks out of place among the other vehicles around it and is particularly eye-catching.

This kind of car is like an exquisite work of art. The slender and streamlined shell can reflect people's reflections like a mirror.

The car was not very fast, but it could steadily surpass several large trucks and ordinary cars. It attracted curious probing glances from other car owners, and some simply took out their mobile phones to take photos.

The top luxury handcrafted car of the world's four major car manufacturers, the Athena Type 4, is a limited edition priced at more than five million euros.

It is also Nighthawk's only car specially designed for Galleons to ride on.

At this time, there is no feeling of any car moving inside the car at all. It is like sitting on the sofa in the house. Although the scenery outside is passing quickly back, it does not feel that it is moving at all.

Both the performance of the car and the skill of the driver are combined to an extremely powerful level.

Aishaluo and Alisha sat in the back row protecting little Vivian, silently observing everything around them.

After leaving the place of fighting, they were picked up by the man named Hossiman. After some transfers, they flew directly to Germany and finally arranged to board this luxury car. After having an exquisite and sumptuous dinner in the car, the three of them finally calmed down.

Perhaps considering that they were quite frightened, the driver slowed down very considerately and drove the car slowly, making it almost impossible to feel them moving.

"Where are we going?" Vivien asked in a low voice.

Alisa shook her head, but held Vivien's hand tightly, but looked at her sister Aisharo.

Aisharo nodded to express his understanding and raised his head to ask the driver.

"Ladies, don't ask, we will arrive in Berlin soon." The driver is a beautiful woman with a delicate face. She is dressed in a neat black dress, trousers and a sleeveless tight shirt, which highlights her full breasts and good figure. .

"I am Quentin, and I am here to pick you up on the teacher's order." The woman introduced herself. "So don't worry, it's over and you're safe now."

"Who is the teacher you are talking about?" Aisharo frowned.

"That's our president Gallon? Why don't you know?" Quentin seemed a little surprised.

Aisharo's heart trembled.

Along the way, I saw a large number of people holding firearms, as well as the two terrifying masters who were inhumanly powerful, a series of orderly and highly disciplined arrangements. All of them show that there is an extremely huge force behind this controlling the overall situation.

She thought she had overestimated Garen's strength, but now it seemed that she had underestimated that man's background. What kind of world did that man named Garen experience in the past? There is such a strong force behind him.

No...it shouldn't be called support. It seems that this strength was cultivated by him.

The car moved forward slowly, and Quentin answered Aisharo's questions from time to time along the way.

Gradually, she revealed some information about Garen. Vivien, who was already frightened, slowly recovered and was attracted by the conversation between the two. The Galleon in their mouths seemed to be completely different from the Galleon in her memory.

The Galleon in Quentin's mouth is powerful, cold, and perfect. He is simply an inhuman existence, almost deified.

The brother in her memory was just ordinary. Apart from being pretty and having excellent grades, there was nothing special about him.

These two people are completely unrelated to each other.

Night falls slowly.

The car finally arrived at a gorgeous villa area and slowed down behind a black villa.

Wow.

The garage door opened automatically, with a thin red light flashing above it.

Quentin slowly drove the car in and parked it in the parking space on the far left. The entire garage was extremely spacious, and there were three expensive-looking sports cars and a RV parked inside.

Two men in black suits opened the car door for the three of them, looking respectful.

"The leader has been waiting on the second floor for a long time. Please come with me."

One of them, a gentle blond man, spoke fluent English and smiled charmingly at the three women in the car. He speaks with a London accent, sounding a combination of rigor and elegance.

Aishaluo got out of the car first, then blocked the car door to protect the two girls and slowly got out of the car. At the same time, she was looking around at the surrounding scene.

The garage was illuminated by a soft yellow light. The light reflected on the surface of the car, and suddenly there were several yellowish light spots in the garage.

Where they got off the car, the wall on the right was a transparent glass wall. Through the glass, you could see a small living room decorated with sofas and vases. A maid in black and white maid uniforms was wiping the furniture dust inside.

The blond man leading the way was walking towards the corner of the glass wall, where there was an automatic sensor glass door. A strong black man with a gun holstered at his waist whispered a few words to him at the door, then stepped away and bowed slightly towards them to show respect.

Aisharo smiled in return and followed closely with Alisa and Vivien.

To be honest, Alisha and she have adapted well. They have been in and out of the high-end laboratories of the Original Color Group, and they have seen top-notch living conditions. But the remaining little Vivien couldn't calm down.

Her eyes looked around curiously, and the unique American nerves and adventurous spirit were vividly displayed in her. She almost died in danger, but now she has recovered after more than a day.

"Vivien, are you sure it's really your brother we want to see?" Alyssa leaned into her ear and whispered.

"I don't know either." Vivien shook her head. In fact, she was filled with curiosity and expectation.

The three of them followed into the small reception room, and the maid who was cleaning carried her skirt with both hands and performed a standard skirt-lifting ceremony to them. The three of them were a little at a loss and didn't know how to return the gift, so they were immediately called by the person leading the way to a small door on the right side of the reception room.

There was a small elevator there. There was a pupil and fingerprint scanning device on the side of the silver elevator door. Aisharo saw the blond man check his pupils and press his five fingerprints before opening the elevator door.

She also keenly discovered that there were hidden laser cutting traps inside the opened silver elevator. Once an enemy rashly breaks into the elevator and enters it, or is paralyzed and enters the elevator, these laser cutters will have terrifying lethality. It is simply invincible in such a confined space.

"There was an accident during the pick-up this time. The culprit, Marshal Dam, has been punished as he deserves. Speaking more carefully, Marshal Dam's original intention was good, but he was stimulated by those vampires, which made him a little crazy. . And I hope you can stop blaming him." The blond man said sincerely.

Only then did Aisharo notice that this man was one of the four strongest people under Dam.

"He almost killed us." Aisharo said in a cold tone.

"No matter what kind of compensation you want, the Marshal will promise it. This is his most sincere apology. I hope you can accept it." The blond man gently stuffed a small thing into Aisharo's palm, which seemed to be a small box. I don't know what's inside.