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Huo Shao nodded without hesitation: "Yes, otherwise what do you think?"

"Then thank you for being so frank."

"You're welcome, but speaking of which, I also have a question for you."

Tan Zhao turned his head: "What's the problem?"

Hawkingli pointed to the vaccine list on the table: "Your skin can't even be pierced with a knife, are you sure you can still get this last shot of vaccine?"

...Oh, come on, forget that!

Speaking of it, it was very smooth when he went to the hospital to get vaccinated the next day after wearing it, so why did he become invulnerable later?Could it be that it takes time for the blood of vampires and werewolves to react in his body?

This is also unreasonable, that night he directly fused the blood of the two parties, if the needle couldn't get in, then the needle should have broken out, could it be that the nurse who gave him the injection was of a particularly high level?Or was he just feeling lonely?

"What do you think?"

"I want to get an injection."

There is no way to chat anymore, Hawkingli picked up the car key and shook it: "It's almost time, I'm hungry, I'll take you to work after dinner."

"That's a good feeling."

Huo Shao couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "You have such a bad temper, you really blinded your face for nothing."

Tan Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Why, are you jealous of my youth?"

"Ah bah, don't add drama to yourself, hurry up!"

Compared with the real pure-blood werewolves, Huo Zaizai is obviously more inclined to the human side. Although he didn't say anything, Tan Zhao has eyes and can see Hawkingli's attitude towards this matter. The other party didn't even ask What happened to the wind fox.

After eating the big meal invited by Huo Shao, Tan Zhao went to work in Blues on time.

Sunday night is a carnival for social animals. Blues’ business is very good tonight, and no non-humans come to the door. Tan Zhao is like a fish in water, and the tips for the night are quite considerable.

Hey, I didn't expect that he would have a day of relying on his face for food.

System: Ahh!

[I know, you are just jealous of me. ]

The most indispensable thing in the bar is alcohol. The night show is about to end, the smell of alcohol permeates the whole blues, and the self-indulgent urban men and women are also coming out of the dance floor. At this time, it is almost time for Tan Zhao to call it a day.

"Have a glass of whiskey."

Tan Zhao raised his head when he heard a familiar voice, and laughed, "Young Master Huo, it's so late, you're here to pick me up, right?"

"liquor."

The customer is God, Tan Zhao happily poured a glass of wine for someone: "... Can I drink it?"

This is simply an insult to his werewolf physique, and Huo Shao gave tons of performances on the spot.

"Drink slowly, this wine is easy to get drunk. Why, is there something bothering you?"

The unknown regular customers who watched the audience: from the arrogant western nobleman to the cold beauty of Gaoling flower, to the golden retriever puppy, wow, I really want Brother Lee's friend list!

When Huo Jinli raised his head again, his eyes were a little hazy. He looked at Shen Huanying for a long time, and finally couldn't help but cursed: "You are a scourge!"

"...Young Master Huo, you're drunk."

Huo Jinli began to mutter with his wine glass, ignoring others, and it happened that Tan Zhao also got off work, so he greeted his regular customers, changed his clothes, and then carried Huo Shao away.

Who knew that his car was stopped not long after he drove out.

To be more precise, it was not a human being who stopped him, but a vampire.

Five vampires directly surrounded his car. It was almost midnight at this time, and there was a drizzle in the sky. Because the road was remote, it was obviously inexplicably quiet at this moment.

But yes, he is the only human being in this area, so it can't be quiet.

This day, he either came to kidnap him, or made a surprise attack on the way. He really treated him like a little toy.

Tan Zhao put the gear on and stepped down from the cab.

"You are Shen Huanying?"

Tan Zhao laughed: "I thought it would be polite to introduce myself before asking someone's name. I'm afraid it's shameful for you guys to hide their heads and show their tails in the middle of the night?"

What does it mean to do something when there is a disagreement, that's it.

The horror of vampires lies in his strong physical strength and almost immortality. As long as there is no holy water, they will not die.Cyril is a fourth-generation vampire, and his strength is already very strong, but as soon as the assistants fight, Tan Zhao finds that each of the five is above Cyril.

If there are more than four generations, then there are only three generations. To round up an ordinary person like him and send out five blood clans of three generations, it is quite respectable for him.

After Tan Zhao blocked all the monitoring, he simply got a sword from the space.

Since he can't talk well, it's better to have a quick fight with him. It just so happens that he's not in a good mood recently, so the door-to-door sparring partner doesn't practice for nothing.

Hawkingley woke up dizzy, and saw his car parked in the middle of the road, and he was sitting in the co-pilot, what the fuck?Why is he here?Who dares?

He was just about to climb into the cab and drive home when he smelled strong alcohol on his breath.

Forget it, let's call a valet driver, Huo Shaomo took out his mobile phone, and was about to make a call for the valet driver, when he saw in the mirror... Damn it!Fuck!Fuck!

Huo Shao was half awake from the wine, but he was fully awake in an instant!

is that a lie?Is he dreaming?What the hell is Shen Huanying?Did Shen Huanying eat spinach and become Popeye?And what about that weird sword?Why is it glowing!

He got out of the car in shock. A vampire saw a wolf cub and attacked it.

Huo Jinli was caught off guard, he only had a half chance of escaping against Cyril, let alone a three-generation vampire who was mature and sophisticated, and he was clamped by the female vampire's throat as soon as he met him.

"do not move!"

When Hawkingli heard this, he moved even more. Werewolves and vampires are enemies. Even if they are mixed, the blood in their bones will never allow them to be restrained by vampires.

But the powerful vampire directly squeezed Hawkingli's neck, and with the wolf quality, he had the capital to negotiate. Tan Zhao was forced to interrupt his "vegetable abuse journey" halfway through the fight.

But it was only interrupted for an instant. Before the vampire beeped, Tan Zhao directly raised his sword to destroy the past. The sword carried a hot aura, which was like a scorching sun. No vampire would not be afraid of the sun. Although the three generations of blood races were tyrannical, their instinctive fear of the sun made them lose their chance instantly. Tan Zhao saw that the other party had shown his flaws, and stretched out his hand to pull Huo Shao behind him. Then he swung his sword across, showing a rather arrogant smile on his face: "If you can't beat it, it's not good to play dirty."

Rescued Hawkingley: ...! ! ! !What was that trick just now, he wanted to learn!

"You—Mr. Shen, we have no malice towards you."

Tan Zhao groaned, apparently not believing it: "When Cyril was beaten by me, he also said the same thing. Can you change it? I'm tired of hearing it."

Arrogant, tyrannical, at this time Shen Huanying showed his sharpness. With the power Shen Huanying displayed now, unless the blood prince came personally, otherwise with the current fighting power of the blood clan and werewolf, even if it was a siege, it seemed... a bit impossible to beat .

At this moment, Huo Jinli suddenly believed that Shen Huanying was the legendary prophet.

However, I don't know that Tan Zhao poked the vampire with that word. The female vampire who took the lead to take off the hood suddenly showed a very complicated expression on her face. After a moment of silence, she opened her mouth: "You are the singer of Cyril, How could you do that to him?"

Huo Shao: "Damn it! Shen Huanying and you..."

What is a singer?It's the destined companion of vampires!Hawkingli was so surprised that he almost ate the wolf's paw. Is it so exciting?

As the saying goes, Cao Cao will arrive, and Tan Zhao just wanted to ask carefully, when a Land Rover drifted towards the end of the road and stopped in the middle of the two sides in an instant. The driver who got off was none other than Cyril.

Then, everyone's eyes fell on Cyril.

Cyril: ...What are you looking at him for?

"I heard that I'm your singer?" The voice almost popped out from between Tan Zhao's teeth. It was called gnashing of teeth, which shows that Tan is in a complicated mood at the moment.

Cyril was sure, if he dared to nod his head, Shen Huanying might dare to drain his blood, but when facing the eyes of the Sanctioning Team from the Presbyterian Council, he finally showed a trace of guilt.

Is Shen Huanying his singer?Of course not, it was just an excuse that he wanted to invite the elders to come to the east, but if Cyril had known about Shen Huanying's abnormal physique, he would never have told such a lie that could be easily broken.

"This, it's a long story."

Tan Zhao fiddled with his sword: "To make a long story short, you see that your parents have come to 'beat the mandarin ducks', so you have to express it anyway, right?"

How to say, when Cyril was about to cry or not, Armand finally got out of the car.

The blood prince's aura came together, and all the blood clans knelt on the ground devoutly, including Cyril.

Armand's face was as pale as ever, and the rain hit him like a thin veil of mist. Even if it was a world feud, Hawkingley had to admit that the blood prince's bearing was indeed extraordinary.

"What compensation do you want?"

How about saying that a person can be a prince? If the small one comes and the big one comes, this fight is obviously impossible. Tan Zhao put his sword back into its sheath and said, "As long as you don't bother me, it's fine tonight's mental loss. Bill, I'll send it to Cyril."

After finishing speaking, he showed a kind smile at Cyril.

Armand suddenly smiled softly, but although he smiled, his face was still pale and numb: "Yes."

Vampires and werewolves, although few in number, have an inexplicable sense of superiority when facing humans because their individual strength and appearance are far superior to humans. Tan Zhao doesn't like pretending to be pigs and eating tigers. Compared to this, he I prefer to see other people trying to plot against him but can't hit him.

When the reason does not make sense, strength is the access card to all negotiation bureaus. Under the red-eyed mode that the vampires are afraid of, Tan Zhao raised his sword and spoke calmly, and only Armand could hear what he said: "You Are you sure that I can kill you because I am a prophet?"