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Yu Sen leaned back reflexively, all the muscles in his body tensed.

But that hand seemed to be only for touching that lightly, wiping it for a moment, and then withdrawing it calmly.

Seeing Si Xuanyang clenched the table knife tightly in his hand, Yu Sen frowned slightly, and signaled him not to act rashly with his eyes.

Lance put the pressing finger on the corner of his mouth and licked it lightly. His scarlet tongue swept away the trace of blood, with an extremely happy expression on his face, wanting to die, like an addict immersed in the aftertaste.

Yu Sen suppressed the urge to retch, cut a piece of bloody beef, and put it in his mouth close to the skin of his mouth. The bloody smell from the bursting taste buds made his chest and stomach twitch violently, and his face turned pale little by little. stand up.

He only prayed in his heart that the blood of this beef could cover up his own taste a little bit.

Si Xuanyang's face was extremely ugly, Yu Sen curled the corner of his mouth comfortingly towards him, poured down a big mouthful of white water, and swallowed the undercooked beef forcefully.

Ke Lance looked at him with more and more explicit eyes, as if he was going to swallow him alive in the next second, Yu Sen sighed in his heart, and the silver cross in his sleeve was lightly placed on his thigh.

At this time, Lance suddenly stood up from his seat, and the heels of his moccasins stepped on the ground.

Yu Sen's heart suddenly rose, and he fixedly looked at Si Xuanyang on the opposite side, his eyes became condensed, and he was not allowed to make any movements.

Lance's fingers slowly slid across the back of the chair, and Yu Sen felt as if a poisonous snake was crawling across his back, and the cool air wrapped around his exposed neck, and his heart was slightly invaded by the cold air. Tighten, aching.

Fortunately, Lance seemed to just pass behind him, without any extra action, and walked slowly behind Si Nan's chair.

Yu Sen heaved a sigh of relief, but he caught a glimpse of him passing by several people, and finally stopped behind Tian Jing's seat, and Guo Xiang happened to be sitting opposite Tian Jing.

Lance bent down, picked up a strand of Tian Jing's hair from the sideburns, and pinned it behind her ear gently, with a smile on his lips, but Tian Jing was already trembling with fright at his approach, and his face was paler than Vampires are worse.

Yu Sen felt that she was a little pitiful, and he felt that Lance must have smelled something too.

He wanted to wink at Guo Xiang, but Guo Xiang fixed his eyes on Lance, and would not even look at him.

Lance put his arm on Tian Jing's shoulder, and said slowly: "Why are you shaking so much?"

Tian Jing shook her lips, was too frightened to speak, huddled her body with her head buried, kept shaking her head, and whimpered intermittently.

Lance's fingertips tapped on her shoulders, as if playing the piano, and his leisurely appearance made Tian Jing look like a fish on a sticky board, struggling feebly, but unable to escape.

The elder sister next to her seemed unable to bear such mental torture, sobbing softly while covering her face.

For a moment, in the dimly lit room, the sound of whimpering and weeping made the atmosphere even more depressing.

Yu Sen saw that Guo Xiang's eyes were staring like copper bells, and his whole body was like a lion ready to go, with the veins on his forehead bulging.

His heart skipped a beat. This is the critical state of extreme tension and excitement after being squeezed by pressure. He understands that no matter who persuades him or gives him winks at this time, it will not have any effect.

Sure enough, when Lance put his palm on Tian Jing's hair again, Guo Xiang seemed to have finally broken the last string in his mind. Splash in the direction.

The time was urgent and the situation was pressing. He couldn't tell the difference between the enemy and the enemy. It was not Lance who was most seriously drenched in corpse oil, but Tian Jing who was facing him.

Tian Jing's shrill screams suddenly sounded, and the strange and disgusting smell of corpse oil exploded in the restaurant.

Yu Sen's pupils constricted suddenly, and his attention was always focused on Lance. The moment the corpse oil splashed over, he clearly saw Lance pull the people around him, and Tian Tian was pulled by him and staggered into the field. On Jing's body, the two sisters blocked most of the corpse oil.

The sound of chairs being dragged violently made the restaurant suddenly chaotic, Yu Sen stood up abruptly, and shouted at Guo Xiang: "Don't be impulsive!"

But Guo Xiang's mind was numb thinking about this moment, unable to listen to any words, according to the picture he had imagined hundreds of times, he grabbed the candlestick on the dining table and threw it towards the opposite side with all his strength. His expression was distorted to hideous.

The flames became intense in an instant.

The girl's heart-piercing screams shocked Yu Sen back a few steps, and was stopped by Si Xuanyang to support him.

He moved the cross into Si Xuanyang's palm, and whispered eagerly in his ear: "We will only do it if Lance does something to us later, otherwise don't do it rashly. I can see that it doesn't seem to be him tonight. at its weakest."

Si Xuanyang looked at the blood remaining on Yu Sen's lips with heavy eyes, squeezed the cross in his hand, and said coldly: "Okay."

The expressions of the other people in the restaurant were gradually collapsing in front of Tian Tian and Tian Jing, who were desperately struggling and screaming. The smell of burning corpse oil mixed with the smell of burnt human flesh was inhaled into their noses. The sound of retching suddenly came one after another.

And the thick smoke that slowly emerged made people cry.

Someone threw a glass of water on the table at the two girls, someone lifted the tablecloth and slapped them, but the fire was so intense that these were undoubtedly a drop in the bucket.

Yu Sen covered his mouth and nose, tightly grabbed Si Xuanyang's clothes, his eyes were sore from the smoke, he stared at the position where Lance was before, and he clearly saw that Lance was unable to dodge because of his weakness. Some corpse oil was splashed on the body.

But apart from the tablecloths and chairs stained with corpse oil, the only people on fire in human form are Tian Tian and Tian Jing.

Alarm bells rang in his heart: where did Lance go?

Guo Xiang and the others obviously noticed this situation, and they had no time to rescue Tian Tian and Tian Jing, so Guo Xiang yelled: "Take out the silver cross and the Bible to guard against it!"

In the small restaurant, there was thick smoke, the screams of the two girls became weaker and weaker, the fire gradually went out, and the visibility became even lower.

The uneasiness in Yu Sen's heart became more and more intense, and he wanted to lean on Si Xuanyang's body, but he suddenly froze.

When did Si Xuanyang's body temperature become so low?

Like a dead person, impossible.

Unless... the person who has been standing by his side has changed.

Yu Sen's face turned pale in an instant.

A J Rizhao's warm arm wrapped around his waist, and a snake-like cold breath came to his ear, his voice was whispered like ambiguous words between lovers, but what he said made Yu Sen feel half of his body His blood was coagulated.

"Where is the silver cross in your hand? Where did it go? To your lover?"

Yu Sen swallowed involuntarily. Apart from the two of them, there was no other sound in the surroundings. This situation must be abnormal.

He gritted his teeth, and just wanted to fight him regardless, but suddenly his neck was pinched, a cold breath came towards him, and his lower lip was sucked gently, tender and lustful, and the numb feeling made him Can't help but tremble slightly.

Yu Sen: "???!!!"

His eyes widen in disbelief, what the hell is this?

If you want to suck blood, why not just bite the artery in your neck! ?The gap in the mouth is so small, can it suck more than mosquitoes! ?

Is this vampire out of his mind?

He reached out to push Lance, but before he touched him, Lance let go of the shackles, and said with a chuckle in Yu Sen's ear: "It's so sweet, I don't want to make a fuss, save it for tomorrow Sleep in the coffin with me."

After finishing his sentence, all the cold aura surrounding him faded away.

Yu Sen stood there with a blank face, a thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart, thinking that he was the one who molested Si Xuanyang in the past, but now he was actually molested by others.

And this 'other' is not a fucking human, but a vampire, and the species is different!

What a fuck!

He moved to the side, and the familiar fresh smell of Si Xuanyang broke through the thick smoke and rancid smell, and got into his picky nose, Yu Sen was slowly relieved, and rubbed his head on his shoulder rub.

Si Xuanyang didn't realize the abnormality just now, he just thought his body couldn't stand it anymore, and hugged him eagerly: "What's wrong? Can you still hold on?"

Yu Sen sighed: "Yangyang, you almost got green just now, but let me declare first, brother, I am a hundred reluctant."

Si Xuanyang: "? What the hell?"

He was in a daze when there was a rapid scream not far away, followed by Guo Xiang's neighing that stopped abruptly.

The sound of violent struggle resounded in the smoke, punches and kicks, chairs falling to the ground, knives and forks colliding... Finally, there was the crisp sound of the silver cross falling to the ground.

Yu Sen and Si Xuanyang looked at each other, and slowly moved over the dining table, the strong smell of blood even covered the rotten smell of the charred corpse.

They stopped, and someone tremblingly re-lit the other candlestick. In the flame of the candle, Lance's eyes with a wicked smile were illuminated, with blood shining in the light.

Under his exposed fangs, he was holding Guo Xiang's wheat-colored neck. The fangs were deeply pierced into the artery, and the blood that was too late to swallow poured down the neck, forming a pool of blood.

Guo Xiang's hand was pulled on Lance's arm backwards, his body was twisting and struggling, but the strength was getting smaller and smaller visible to the naked eye, his mouth opened wide, and he made a "uh uh" sound, his eyes were scarlet, and he gradually lost his spirit.

The people around him were shocked and took a few steps back, then they came back to their senses and rushed forward holding the cross with all their strength.

But Lance's movements were faster and his strength was greater. He dragged Guo Xiang's body back quickly, and disappeared into the darkness again where the candlelight could not reach.

There was only a faint snicker left, which hit everyone's heart.

The thick smoke in the restaurant gradually dissipated, revealing a mess of cups and plates, a large pool of blood on the ground, and two charred bodies.

The author says:

Si Xuanyang: A cult!It's a cult!I'm going to hit someone!