murder poppy

Dai Zhu's physical fitness is no different from that of ordinary human beings. Without thoughts and dreams, his threat is less than that of a low-level vampire.

The sound of bullets sounded one after another, leaving smoky bullet holes on the walls, sofas, tables and chairs inside the house.Manda screamed and dragged Matthew out of bed to escape.The hunters outside the house looked at each other in blank dismay, daring not to move while holding their silver guns.

Prince-level blood races are devils, they can easily cut the throats or barrels of human beings, and the daggers will not flinch if they don't pierce the heart and reach out to the human's fangs.

Andre dodged the dense ammunition, tightly grasped Dai Zhu's wrist and twisted it, the "cracking" sound when the bones were dislocated was hidden under the crackling sound of the bullets bursting out.

Dai Zhu took a cold breath, the silver gun fell to the ground, and quickly drew out the dagger with his left hand, a cold light flashed, and it was blocked by Andre's sharp claws.

"What tricks are you playing?" Andre pressed Dai Zhu to the ground, and kicked the falling silver gun away with his toes.

There was no suspense in this battle. Dai Zhu, who was not in his mind, was powerless and couldn't even hit a bullet.

Dai Zhu's right hand was twisted weirdly, the hard and rough callus on it was white and lifeless.A charming and cold smile appeared on Nord's face.

Andre's heart was shocked, and he looked at Dai Zhu gloomyly: "You are to Nord..."

"Andre, calm down."

Dai Zhu squinted at the hot flashes on his body, and the hunter who came in a hurry raised the corner of his mouth facing the wall, and asked softly in the dead corner of the hunter's sight: "Will he believe you or me?"

Lyons was wearing casual clothes, not even the holster that wrapped the silver gun in his waist and hips, his heavy breathing and tight nerves exuded his anxiety and tension.

This room is too small and too dark.It has similar characteristics to the basement with burning candles and the smell of blood.

When Lyons saw the helpless and dependent expressions of the hunters, he was in a trance, as if his peaceful days were just a dream, and he was still in that embarrassing and terrible dream.

There were violent bullet holes on the wall, and the veins on the neck and forehead of the old hunter in the room were exposed, and the whites of his red eyes stared at the vampire who was pressing on him.

The hunter's dagger was caught in the vampire's palm, and the sharp blade left a small fresh gash.The vampire's white claws were pressed against the hunter's neck, and the nails were ready to tear the flesh at any time.

Andre turned a blind eye to Dai Zhu's sly and ugly expression, and his blood-red pupils turned to Lyons.

Those eyes were cold and serious, without any warm emotion or impulse.Killing doesn't always bring joy, and it doesn't always come from madness.The vampire's eyes like the cold moon told Lioness - he was very calm.

The hand holding Dai Zhu's neck loosened, and Andre's bursting body retracted into its elegant shell.

Dai Zhu suddenly grabbed his right hand tightly, and under Andre's instinctive defense, he stabbed his outstretched claws towards his chest.

The special blood hunting costume is as fragile as a cicada's wing at this time, and anything slightly sharper can be scratched, and the fingers and palms are full of soft flesh and moist and sticky blood.

Andre frowned in disgust and pulled his hands. Dai Zhu was weak, and after his palm left his chest, he climbed up to Andre's shoulder like a water snake and whispered in his ear, "His expression is so pretty."

Nord's impurity eyes did not look at the hunter in the distance at all, but stared at Andre motionlessly with malice and provocation. Blood flowed wantonly between the two, exaggerating death.

"You will never be the same as a human being." Dai Zhu pushed Andre away violently, and the dagger he held tightly grazed the vampire's wrist fiercely and helplessly, leaving a long and shallow scratch.

"Nord!" Lyons rushed forward and hugged the fallen Nord, being beaten by the wind and rain, his blood-experienced skin remained strangely warm, and his cloudy and rigid eyes were covered under the rough skin.

The hunters outside the door were startled by the sudden change, and they all raised their guns and pointed at Andre defensively.

Andre's right hand was covered with lukewarm blood, and a few strands of black flesh hung from his fingertips.Andre turned a deaf ear to the sound of guns being loaded one after another.

He looked down at the hunter who was kneeling on the ground. The hunter's expression was complicated, shocked and sad, with a trace of strange confusion.

Dai Zhu said that this expression is very beautiful, but Andre disagreed.

Ugly.

Manda, who was hiding under the bed, was surprised by the development of the situation, but she, a weak woman, was the most inconspicuous in the panic.Manda dragged Matthew to put him on the bed, and stuffed the wooden ornaments into Matthew's hands.

Bella lost her father's shelter, lying alone on the bed, holding her beloved doll in her arms.

The smell of blood and men's sweat in the room intertwined. Manda hated this kind of mess and confusion. She picked up her skirt and climbed onto the foreign bed, bit her fingertips and dripped the blood between Bella's lips, and scratched Matthew's. Finger wipes on wooden ornaments.

Andre saw Manda's little movement, and was about to stop it, when there was a burst of coldness on his wrist, and then a sharp pain piercing his head.

With a weak hand on his wrist, Dai Zhu's warm voice rang in his ear: "It's time to go."

The darkness eroded his vision, and Andre turned his head to look at Manda, but only saw Dai Zhu's beautiful eyes.

There was chaos in the wooden house, and the wooden ornaments "drank" enough of Matthew's blood, as if some switch had been turned on.

The foreign bed creaked, and the black and red light came from the foreign bed, spreading an ancient and obscure pattern on the wooden floor.

Lyons let go of Nord and looked for Andre in the dazzling light, but he didn't find even a little bit of gold.

"Be... Bella!" A hunter familiar with Nord suddenly shouted, picked up his gun and rushed towards the light in a panic.

The black and red lights are man-eating monsters, and the moment the hunter approaches, the smell of charcoal rises.

Lyons didn't care about looking for Andre, and grabbed the hunter by the shoulder in time to pull him back. The gun in the hunter's hand was bent, and the dazzling metal light was scorched black and hot.

"Bella is inside." The hunter said to Lyons with some fear.

"Everyone go out first, no one is allowed to act rashly." Lyons nodded and ordered.

Through the fire-like light, Reins saw a strange scene happening on the foreign bed. Manda's body quickly withered and withered like a withered tree, and the pain made her scream and roll.The gentle voice was as shrill as a ghost.

On the other hand, Matthew and Bella closed their eyes tightly, and there was no abnormality. Their skin was smooth and intact, and their chests were rising and falling normally.

Manda's body soon became nothing but dry skin, which fell lightly on the floral bed sheet.Matthew felt pain in a coma, his neck seemed to be strangled by an invisible person, and the man's rough and hoarse breathing echoed in the room like a bellows.

On the other hand, Bella was fine, only the cross pendant on her neck trembled slightly, exuding a soft light.

A fire ignited from under Manda, using the skin she left behind as fuel to grow rapidly.

When the black-red light fell, Reins' eyes darkened, and he quickly stepped forward to hug Bella. The girl's fever brought a few sparks, and crawled towards the girl like a spreading locust.

Lyons cut off his hair with quick hands and eyes, and the unyielding flame didn't give up until it burned the hair.

There is no need for Lions to remind, after he rescued Bella, some hunters brought Matthew out.The fire burned Manda to ashes, and the foreign bed continued to work as a new combustion aid, followed by walls and beams.

Lyons fled the cabin with Bella in his arms, and when he turned around, the plain cabin had disappeared from his sight.

The green grass is covered with tiny wild flowers dotted in the greenery.

The smell of charcoal in the nasal cavity has not left, but there is no sign of fire in front of him.A gust of wind blew through, and the few wisps of dust fell away, and the wooden house disappeared as quickly as it was built.

The hunters looked at each other in blank dismay, their eyes filled with doubt and vague confusion.

They brought out a girl, a comatose man, but no one could bring out Nord.

"I... I obviously came out holding the president..." A young hunter murmured, staring at his empty hands.

The man with wrinkles at the end of his eyes patted him on the shoulder: "I saw it, you hugged it."

It was just a small flame on the corner of his clothes, and the older man only had time to let the young hunter put Nord down, and the flame burned Nord to ashes, and scattered them together in the blowing wind.

Lyons hugged Bella, and the girl was a little restless in his arms, her palms tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, like holding her pretty doll.While struggling, the pendant that was originally hidden under the clothes fell out, and a few crooked letters were printed on the corner of the silver cross - "N&B".

"Go back first." Lioness tucked the cross pendant back into Bella's collar button, and wrapped the girl in a cloak to keep her from catching cold.

The hunters stayed where they were for a moment, and finally packed up their things and left this lush grassland where death and parting were omitted.

Shrubs and weeds flew around wantonly, hiding most of the figure.

In the grass at the original site of the wooden house, under the cover of branches and leaves, a dirty wooden ornament lay quietly, and beside it was a rough doll with golden hair on top of its head.

"Is this the result you want?" The warm voice fell like sweet rain, and the doll on the ground didn't say a word. After a moment of stiffness, the button's eyes moved silently.

Dai Zhu picked up the blond-haired doll, used his fingernails to hook up the thin thread on the doll's mouth, and removed it little by little.

"It's your fault!!" The doll's mouth was dripping with blood, and she expressed strangely.

The voice is hoarse and sharp, but it can change from normal to a touch of softness.

"At first I thought, what a special person the woman he likes is. You really surprised me, Manda." Dai Zhu picked up the doll's stained hair, eyes that were always gentle and playful. Holding an ice pick, "But not the kind of cleverness and stubbornness I like. Obsession is good for some people and bad for others. I don't mind humans doing mean and cruel things to achieve their goals, but I hate Something other than humanity."

"I admire your love, but your behavior is old-fashioned and boring, and I have misjudged it."

"You don't need to comment! Nord is dead, I can save Matthew as long as I use the backtracking formation! I didn't fail at all, it was just a small mistake!" Doll roared stubbornly, and the disassembled wire control flowed out more Too much blood made the already ugly rough doll look a little more hideous.

"You look so ugly now." Dai Zhu let go of the hand that was holding the doll's hair, and squinted at her, looking at her as if she was looking at a puddle of mud.

"Whether a pure human being is holy or evil, he always has his charm. I don't mind being ugly and cunning, but if you get too close to magic, even a beautiful soul will wither." Dai Zhu sneered, picking up the falling Wooden centerpiece on the side, leaving the doll on the grass.

The doll's button eyes fixed on Dai Zhu who was leaving.

After a while, the damn psychiatrist came back, picked her up and said, "I regret it, the garbage should be disposed of decisively, after all, this is part of my promise."

The doll screamed in horror and anger, but flames rose from her body, and the snow-white cotton soon turned into a pool of black ashes.

"You almost burned me." Dai Zhu said dissatisfied.

The grass was quiet and no one answered him.

The author says:

Although there are too many elements, everyone is welcome to guess the truth of the matter!

And do a survey, does anyone like President Nord?

Finally, there are my thoughts, which have nothing to do with the protagonist of the plot, so you can skip them:

For Matthew, in my personal opinion, he is not a good person.Everyone should remember that this person gave the dangerous array to his friend's autistic daughter.Even though Bella won't be in danger, Matthew takes advantage of an innocent child and drags her into chaos.At the same time, even though he knew about the corruption of the royal family, he did not fight against it, but simply avoided it.He may be righteous to his family and country, or he may be kind, but he is still cowardly and self-deceiving.