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As an acquaintance who has known each other for a long time, of course Gary can clearly understand the threat in Effiete's words, but he obviously didn't care about it, and he didn't even look at Effiete, holding An Minghui's neck and standing on tiptoe , with a very bright smile: "I said, Mr. Vampire, come with me. Your current guardian over there is a very dangerous guy. If you go to my place, at least you can guarantee that your body is intact and your mind is normal?"

After Gary finished speaking, An Minghui's ears keenly caught the sound of the gun being loaded, and he quickly raised his hand and made a stop gesture to signal Effiete not to be impulsive: "Well, Mr. Effiete..."

He didn't know what to say after he said it. Should he persuade people not to shoot at his colleagues on the spur of the moment?

Seeing Effie suddenly appearing, he thought that the first thing he needed to explain was the human corpse lying on the ground, but he didn't expect that the other party seemed to be unable to see such a conspicuous corpse, and his attention was completely focused on other aspects .

"Ann, are you more willing to believe her than me?" Looking at him in great disappointment, Effiete's blue and soft eyes as blue as the sky seemed to dim, "You think I want to hurt you so I put you Did you take it home?"

An Minghui simply couldn't figure out how things could develop into this way.

"That's right, don't you think so?" Gary tilted his head and looked at Effite with a puzzled expression, which made it difficult for An Minghui to tell whether he was deliberately mocking or just because of his nature, " Didn't you just bring him back as a collectible?"

With deafening gunshots, a bullet grazed Gary's cheek and hit a tree behind them, leaving a bloodstain on the lightly made-up face.

"I'm really sorry, I accidentally went off fire."

Looking at Effite whose expression remained unchanged, An Minghui couldn't help frowning. Even though the other party still had an impeccable smile on the surface, it was obvious that he was not so peaceful in his heart.

After firing the shot, Effiete took a few steps forward calmly, stretched out his hand to An Minghui, and said with a smile, "I'm a little worried, so I came here to pick you up. Let's go, An Minghui."

Looking up at Effie's strangely stubborn expression, he sighed helplessly, lightly released the hand holding Gary, and walked towards Effiete.

Every time he took a step closer, Mr. Hunter's eyes would become brighter, and that look could even be said to be looking forward to it.

However, when he just came to Effiete, he heard Gary behind him asking again in great confusion: "Are you still going there? Do you still think Effiete is a good person as he appears? He was following you just now." , it stands to reason that you should hate him."

For a moment, Effiete's expression seemed to be distorted. The finger holding the gun just moved a little before An Ming quickly pressed it down with his dark eyes.

He hugged Mr. Hunter, who seemed to be emotionally unstable, held the other's arm with one hand, and grabbed the other's hand holding the gun with the other, trying to make his tone sound softer, whispering in his ear Comforting: "Okay, Mr. Effitter, don't get excited, I'm a little hungry, put the gun away and let's go back?"

It might be a bit embarrassing for him to say it by himself, but in fact, this set of comforting methods has never failed on any of the previous protagonists. No matter how angry and out of control they were before, as long as they are hugged by him like this and say a few words , will immediately be dizzy and forget everything just now.

Obviously, this time his method still didn't seem to work.

The person who seemed to be about to raise his gun at any time to splatter Gary's blood on the spot just now seemed to be completely stunned, and his expression even looked a little silly, just leaning upright in his arms, held down by him. The hand trembled, and the gun almost fell to the ground.

Effie felt that his nostrils were completely filled with the unique aura of vampires, and his body temperature, which was slightly lower than that of humans, burned like a raging fire, making him feel like his blood was about to boil. There was that soft and pleasant voice that rang close to his ears, and it was so shocking that his brain couldn't spare even a little bit of free time to think about other things.

The gentle tone was like a whisper between lovers, and it was impossible to remain indifferent.

Under the cover of the night, the chief hunter, who always showed an elegant and calm appearance, blushed as if he was about to bleed. He seemed so flustered that he couldn't even move his eyeballs. He shook his hands four or five times in a row before successfully using the The pistol that has been held for many years is not back to the waist.

In fact, Effett doesn't appear to have turned down any of his requests since the two met.

Seeing that this person had already raised his hand to unbutton his coat, ready to expose his neck for him to eat, An Minghui helplessly raised his hand again to hold down the other person's movement: "Don't worry, let's go back first."

"Good, good."

Gary was still wearing an obscure cloak, standing aside and looking at Effite, who couldn't speak well, in amazement, as if he had seen some rare spectacle in a century.

He asked bluntly: "I heard that blood race can control human minds to a certain extent, did you use this ability on him?"

The vampires can indeed hypnotize their prey when hunting, making them obedient and obedient without disappointing them, but this is only limited to ordinary humans with weak willpower.

Not only Gary thinks this way, but even Effie himself has the same doubts.

His brain, which was almost at a standstill, was thinking dully: Was he hypnotized by a vampire?If not, why would there be so many involuntary and uncontrollable abnormal reactions because of a vampire?

An Minghui shook his head, denying the guess: "No, Mr. Effiete has a strong willpower, so he shouldn't be affected by that little trick."

"Then it's time for us to go back. I'm sorry, but I won't invite you this time." Gary obviously wasn't as helpless as he seemed on the surface, so he thought it would be better to separate the two now , so as not to cause trouble later.

Gary didn't express any objection, and Effie didn't speak, so An Minghui breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the town with Mr. Hunter who appeared suddenly.

After walking quietly for about ten minutes, Effie seemed to have finally come to his senses, and whispered: "I didn't intend to hurt you." Not from the beginning.

This blunt way of speaking is at odds with Effiter's usual style, but it sounds more sincere.

"It can be seen." Although Effiete sometimes gave him a weird feeling, it never made him feel the slightest malice, "After all, blood races are immortal, and they will always have more experience than humans. I can feel it." Your kindness."

Regarding the word "collection", although he was quite concerned about it, he wisely didn't ask it at this time.

It's amazing, just a calm and gentle sentence, Effie actually felt a lot more relaxed because of it.

Perhaps because his mood improved, he put on that familiar smiling face again, and his way of speaking also returned to normal: "Eternal life... sounds like a very tempting thing indeed."

"It's not that beautiful. After all, it means witnessing many partings." Speaking of this topic, An Minghui sighed unconsciously, and the dark eyes that looked at the starry sky seemed to be filled with soft love. Xingguang, "But it's fair, it's not that beautiful but it's not that painful. A long life allows us to meet many beautiful people or things, and for this we also have to bear the pain of parting, which is normal."

"...I know that some blood races will choose to die actively because they are tired of the long life, and some human beings will not accept this identity after being transformed and commit suicide." Effie didn't seem to like this topic very much, but he continued , "You should not fall into the category of these two."

"I can't promise it will be like this forever, but at least I don't have that kind of thought yet." Although he has lived for a long time after experiencing these worlds, he is still nothing compared to those blood races who are often thousands of years old.He turned his head and glanced at Effiete, smiled and continued, "After all, once you die, you will miss a lot of things worth cherishing. If I had died long ago, I would not be able to see the beautiful starry sky as it is now, and there would be no Chance to get to know you and your interesting friends."

Effiete has always been good at words. Whether he is facing a glib businessman or a self-proclaimed nobleman, he can always smile calmly and take the topic into his own hands. In a good mood.

Only in front of An Minghui, he would often feel that his speaking skills were too far behind, and he would genuinely wonder how a blood race could move the listeners so easily with just a few words.

Even the heart beats violently uncontrollably.

Out of the corner of his eye, he kept subconsciously paying attention to the vampires around him. For the first time, Effiete felt unwilling because of his human identity.

The lifespan of human beings is only a few decades, and they will age quickly. Compared with the eternal youth of the blood race, it is too small.After more than ten years, his appearance will gradually change, and his body will begin to weaken. After a few decades, he will close his eyes forever like other human beings, and be buried in the ground.

And his vampire will forget him, and in his long life there may be countless outstanding human beings who will leave their marks in those black eyes, but he is just one of them, nothing unusual or special.

How could he tolerate this...

Raising his hand and pressing it lightly on his heart, Effiete felt the strength of the beating heart, and did not speak any more thoughtfully, but he did not know when he narrowed the distance between An Minghui and An Minghui while walking, making the two of them They are very close together, and they seem to be very intimate.