useless vampire

"Let him go." He Zizhou gripped the silver blade tightly.

The dean glanced at the blade that was always ready in his hand, and said, "Your blade is preventing us from communicating."

He Zizhou did not let go of the silver blade, and stared at the dean with a cold smile.

"I know your father said to you: A hunter can't let go of his weapon until he dies. But boy, look—" Suddenly the dean raised a small black remote control in his hand, pressed the middle button, and only heard Jiang An screamed fiercely from his sealed mouth, his red eyes widened instantly, and his face was as pale as if he had just crawled out of a grave.

Afterwards, blood glowing with blue light flowed straight from Jiang An's ankle, and several huge spikes pierced through his ankle abruptly.

Jiang An curled up into a ball, shaking like a sieve.

"Let him go." He Zizhou said in a deep voice, slowly releasing the silver blade, and then the blade collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

Hearing the sound, Jiang An was startled, raised his head, and saw Dr. He's silver blade lying on the ground alone, and he tried his best to look up at Dr. He again, with a pair of dark and deep eyes staring at him.

"Woooo..." His eyes were clouded with mist, and he shook his head.

The dean nodded in satisfaction, and said to He Zizhou, "Now you can give your heart to me, my smart child."

He Zizhou glanced at him coldly, "Let him go first."

The dean raised his eyebrows, glanced at a group of men in black behind him inadvertently, and said with a smile: "You should not be qualified to negotiate with me now."

"Give me your heart!" The dean suddenly put away his smile and ordered.

He Zizhou saw that Jiang An's body was getting weaker and weaker. He frowned, held his heart, and walked towards the dean step by step. Jiang An watched Dr. He's tall body walking towards him, but he didn't have any weapons in his hands. Surrounded by men in black again.The heart in his hand is like a tempting fruit, ready to trigger a bloodbath at any time.

"Woo... no... woo..." Jiang An kept shaking his head, begging Dr. He not to approach him, but the sound of steady footsteps stopped in front of him.

He Zizhou stretched out his hand, holding his heart in his palm, the mysterious blue is full of charm.

The dean's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing his greed, and he grabbed the heart.

At this moment, He Zizhou picked up Jiang An and rushed out.

"Wait!" The dean suddenly grabbed a knife and stabbed Jiang An, "I want to see how this heart breathes with blue blood!"

"Snapped!"

He Zizhou immediately hugged Jiang An tightly, turned around quickly, and blocked the stabbing knife.

In an instant, blood dripped from the knife edge.

Jiang An was stunned, staring at the blood, for a moment he forgot that he had haemosickness, his mind was full of "Dr. He is injured...Dr. He is injured...Dr. He is injured..."

Gradually, Jiang An's eyes lost focus, and his breathing became short of breath, until the fangs were slowly exposed, he lost control, and the ropes all over his body were broken in an instant.

When He Zizhou noticed something was wrong with Jiang An, it was already too late. The out-of-control Jiang An broke free from He Zizhou's embrace with extraordinary strength, and then rushed to the dean, his red eyes were full of desire for blood.

As soon as the dean woke up from the joy of getting the heart, Jiang An threw his head on the ground. Jiang An pressed his head on the ground, then opened his teeth and stabbed heavily into the blood vessel.The dean's face was forced to rub against the rough concrete, and his fangs pierced the skin, grinning in pain.

The men in black around were stunned, and then took out their guns to aim at Jiang An.Jiang An was still sucking blood like crazy, not paying attention to the bullets around him.

As a vampire, especially a blue-blooded purebred vampire with extremely high immunity, Jiang An was not afraid of these ordinary bullets.

Suddenly He Zizhou glared at one of the pistols with a special shape. This is the latest pistol for hunting vampires. Although Jiang An has high immunity, he cannot guarantee that he can hold it.

"Jiang An!" He Zizhou shouted, although he knew that the out-of-control vampire had lost the ability to think.

But when Jiang An heard the voice, he stopped and let go.

"Jiang An!" He Zizhou shouted again, Jiang An turned his head dumbly, the hostility in his eyes faded a bit.

He Zizhou suddenly chuckled, his voice softened slightly, "Come here."

Jiang An's mouth was slightly opened, the corners of which were stained with blood.

He walked towards He Zizhou step by step.

"Yes, come to me." He Zizhou said.

As Jiang An walked, the hostility in his eyes became less and less, until his clear eyes were full of Dr. He.

"Doctor He...uh..." Jiang An called softly, and suddenly a gunshot rang out, his face turned pale, and he fell down.

The dean got up from the ground panting, holding a blood hunter's gun in his hand, and a trace of smoke flickered from the muzzle.