I'm so hungry [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Ryan Setis, is a great vampire count, at least once great.

300 years ago, he fought a werewolf over the ownership of the Casash River.

At that time, his idea was that if he couldn't beat him, he would go home and sleep.After he sleeps for hundreds of years, he will be old in the coffin without him beating that werewolf.Except for skeletons, no creature can outlive a vampire.

Whether it is a dragon or an elf, Ryan is confident that he will sleep all his enemies to death.

Ryan planned well, but when he woke up, he found that he had been buried with the coffin.

I don't know which meddling clergyman made two annoying seals on his coffin board.

When he was dug out, Ryan's first reaction was that the descendants of the blood slaves he raised came to serve him.

When he crawled out, the first thing he saw were two beauties.

A beautiful red-haired woman with no trace of blood slavery on her body.

A handsome blond man, instead of bowing down to him, held a human knight's shield at him.

The moment he saw the sun, Ryan understood one thing.

These people wanted to catch him, not save him.

How could you release a vampire under the sun at noon? Is this saving people? This is obviously murder.

The opponent has a large number of people, and their strength is unknown.Ryan chose to escape, and no one is better at playing dead than Ryan.

At the beginning, Ryan escaped from the werewolf by pretending to be dead.

Although the world has become a way Ryan can't understand, everything is under Ryan's control.

Until he was caught by a magician in a red cloak, and he was taken home and stuffed into a birdcage.

"Are you really sure that this is a vampire." Wang poked the cage with an ice cream stick, and the little bats were all flying around in the cage.

"He's a vampire aristocrat. Didn't you hear what the female agent said? He's an earl." Stephen quickly rummaged through the information, trying to find a way to reseal the vampire.

Whether it was shaking the cage or putting the cage in the sun, the little bat did not have any unusual reactions other than smoking.

Wang took him back to the house before he was roasted by the sun again.

He patted the cage and said, "If you want to kill him, just send him to the beach to bask in the sun."

He looked down, and the little bat was staring at him with wide eyes.Honestly, it's kinda cute.

When Wang looked at Ryan, Ryan also looked at him.

Now that Ryan has just woken up, the world has become a little strange, and Ryan is going to wait and see for a while.

When he judges the strength of the enemy and us, he must tear up this stupid thing in front of him.

"Vampire nobles are not afraid of the sun." Stephen finally found a detailed introduction to the vampire nobles in a book, "He is a vampire count, ordinary silver bullets and crosses can't hurt him. Unless you nail him with a cross heart, or throw him into the holy water."

They didn't feel anything, but to Ryan's ears, it was a kind of torture.

"It will take a while to prepare the things you mentioned." Wang Weiwei thought for a while, "Is there any simpler way?"

Stephen turned a few more pages, and said suspiciously: "It says that a small number of vampires will be burned to death by the flames, which is much simpler than I thought."

Ryan kept his ears open as they talked.

As luck would have it, he was one of the few mentioned in the book.

Ryan is not going to wait and see, Ryan plans to run away.

While the two magicians were not paying attention, Ryan turned into a blood mist and floated out of the cage.

By the time Stephen and Wang finished discussing, the little bat that was still in the cage had long since disappeared.

Holding the empty cage, Wang said blankly, "I thought what you prepared was not an ordinary birdcage."

"How is this possible, how did he get out?" Stephen took the cage, and said in surprise: "There are several layers of barriers against dark creatures. I used this to deal with vampires before, and I mentioned it to you."

Wang looked around and said helplessly: "You are right, he is very powerful, and stronger than any vampire we have ever met. He has escaped, what should we do now?"

Stephen closed the book and said in a deep voice: "He is a creature from another world, and he feeds on humans. We must stop him before he regains his full strength."

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Lane Settis, a noble vampire nobleman, was a nobleman from birth.

He is erudite and talented, and can speak more than 30 languages, including the elf language and dragon language.He is familiar with the history of various kingdoms in the mainland, has learned divination, and has also taught himself courses related to magic and alchemy.

After learning the art of undead summoning and milking cows, Ryan felt that there was nothing he could do in this world except sprinkle holy water.

Although Lane has always maintained the modesty and restraint expected of a nobleman, he has always been proud of his wealth of learning.

He once thought that there was nothing in this world that he didn't know. Even in another world, he was still the most educated person here.

This erroneous perception completely disappeared after being hit by a sports car.

Ryan only felt that he was rounded by the troll with a hammer. He flew up to the height of a three-story building, and his ears were filled with the terrified screams of passers-by.

He reservedly greeted the man who was violating the child opposite him, and quickly adjusted his posture before falling to the ground to ensure that he could lie down gracefully.

Ryan lay on the ground for a while when a man got out of the sports car.

He ran over quickly and leaned over to check Ryan's injury.

Lane saw that he was a beauty with a mustache, and he had big caramel eyes.

Before knowing his name, Lane decided to call him, Caramel Beard.

"What's going on, there was obviously no one on the road just now." Caramel Beard looked at him nervously.

Of course no one, Ryan thought, when he was still a fog.

Vampires can't be killed by physical attacks, so Lane wasn't hurt at all.

It's just that the sun is too glaring, and it won't be long before Ryan will take the initiative to melt and relieve the pressure.

Tony just came out to relieve the stress, and although he was driving a sports car, he swore he wasn't going fast at all.

He didn't play music, and he didn't make eye contact with anyone, he just drove the car once.

Tony knew that he shouldn't listen to Pepper, put on the armor and go for a drive, so he would never have to worry about car accidents.

Tony tentatively sniffed the victim's breath, the more he sniffed, the colder he felt.

With the mentality of giving it a try, he said heavily: "JAR, check his body."

"No signs of life, Sir," his AI replied.

Tony pursed his lips and let out a long sigh.

JAR paused strangely for a moment, and continued: "To be precise, the one you hit into the air does not belong to human beings."

Hearing his words, Tony subconsciously looked at Ryan's face.

At the same time, Lane was also secretly watching him.

The eyes of the two collided, and Tony clearly saw Ryan's eyeballs move.Then the whole person sat up straight like a corpse.

To be honest, Tony was taken aback.

He raised his hand to summon his battle armor, and quickly protected himself.

During this period of time, Ryan also knew the identity of this person from the mouths of onlookers.

Tony Stark, The Avengers, Iron Man.

He pieced together the information, combined with his own knowledge and the current situation, and came to a more reasonable conclusion.

This is a fullmetal alchemist named 'Avenger' named Tony Stark.

Proud nobles don't take the initiative to talk to people, so after finishing his clothes, Ryan raised his head and waited for the person opposite to speak.

This is an urban area, and there are many passers-by watching. Tony doesn't want to fight here, let alone a non-human creature with unknown abilities and unknown identity.

He tilted his head, signaling Ryan to fly up and speak.

No vampire would refuse a beauty's invitation. In Ryan's perception, good-looking food is mostly delicious.

Although this alchemist is not very good-looking, he has a pair of beautiful eyes.

Lane was going to suck him dry in front of the mirror so he could eat while looking into those eyes.

He was just about to accept Tony's invitation when he saw the magician in the red cloak running towards him out of the corner of his eye.

Tony was still waiting for him up there, and Red Cape had already noticed the commotion here.

After a full meal, Ryan could still tell the difference. He resolutely gave up the delicious meal that was still wrapped in an iron box, sneaked into the crowd at the fastest speed, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Tony scanned around, but couldn't find the unknown creature just now.

He counted Ryan in the database, turned and flew back to Stark Tower.

By the time Stephen rushed over, Tony had already flown away.

"I think we're late." Wang gasped, "Also, even if we find him, we won't be able to control him."

He paused for a moment, wiped off his sweat, and joked casually: "He hasn't hurt anyone yet. Is it possible that vampires in another world live by eating fruits?"

Stephen ignored his nonsense. He looked around and said in a deep voice, "We must always be vigilant. Strictly speaking, he is an invader from another world. Although he hasn't hurt anyone yet, I suspect it's just because he hasn't Not familiar with this world."

He took out a compass from his arms to continue positioning, when Wang suddenly took out his mobile phone and said, "The creature from another world was knocked into the air by Iron Man just now."

Stephen looked over, and the video with soaring hits on the Internet was Tony Stark hitting innocent passers-by.

"He is not a passerby." Stephen looked at the harmless face in the video, "He is a huge threat to the world."

At the same time, the great threat to the world sat in the blood donation car openly and looked around curiously.

The nurse searched for a long time but failed to find his blood vessel, so another arm was replaced.

"Where's your blood vessel?" The little nurse asked doubtfully, holding that white arm.

Ryan knew that he had misunderstood. He thought the blood donation truck was a mobile food truck that dedicated blood to vampires.

Ryan didn't speak, and silently withdrew his arm.

What a joke, he is a blood vessel from a vampire.

"Don't give it?"

Ryan has been hungry for 300 years, and he stared blankly at the little nurse's neck.

You can draw whatever you want, but as long as you can draw out a drop of blood, it is considered that I have food in my stomach.