Earl Taylor appeared at the dock at night. At six o'clock in the afternoon, he sat in the room with thick curtains and quietly waited for the arrival of Grand Duke Dracula.

For the nominal leader of Dracula, he couldn't say what kind of feelings he had, was he fear, surrender, or admire him?

He didn't know much.

He even forgot what Grand Duke Dracula looked like.

At 6:15, footsteps came from outside.

Earl Taylor was a little envious. Grand Duke Dracula was a rare vampire who was not afraid of the sunlight at all.

He can walk freely under the sun without fear of being burned into coke by the sun.

His strength, magic, and vitality are strong enough to amaze the other vampires.

Seeing the door twisting open, Earl Taylor subconsciously stood up and saw Grand Duke Dracula walking in.

Grand Duke Dracula changed his clothes, unlike in the morning. Now he is wearing a dress, his carefully combed hair and waxed hair, and flies will slip when they go up.

His originally thin face also had more vitality.

Earl Taylor stood up to show respect. Grand Duke Dracula pressed his hands and strode to the chair in front of Earl Taylor to sit down.

His eyes were as small as needles, and he stared at Earl Taylor.

"Taylor, sit down, my kid.

I still remember you."

Grand Duke Dracula said softly, "Yes, I do remember you. In the Victorian era, you were still a little child..."

Earl Taylor didn't say anything, he didn't know why this old guy came for nostalgia.

He hates this nostalgic atmosphere.

He just wanted to know what Grand Duke Dracula came here to do and whether he planned to incorporate his subordinates.

If Grand Duke Dracula really wanted to gather his men to use them.

Earl Taylor will definitely resist.

These vampires have long been divided into pieces. Although there is a vampire Presbyterian Church, in fact, all the people in the Presbyterian Church do their own things.

They are completely different from the Thirteen Clans. The Presbyterian Church of the Thirteen Clans, and every elder under the command of each elder is extremely powerful.

The descendants of Dracula, those vampires who roamed the Victorian era, and those vampires who once appeared in front of the Pope, have separated and collapsed in the open pursuit of the Holy See and the secret encirclement of the Thirteen Clans.

The ancient vampires disappeared, and the new generation of vampires mastered the world.

He is already the best among the vampires in Dracula's lineage.

None of the vampire Presbyterians' trash is his opponent.

But the new generation of vampires are now old people.

He, the young and strong sect, was still suppressed and isolated in the Presbyterian Church. This made him very upset, so he simply came out to work alone.

He was extremely dissatisfied with these old guys.

Correspondingly, he had no good feelings for the Grand Duke Dracula in front of him.

He is considered a young and strong person.

As for some vampires who have been influenced by the ideas of the new era, they may not be sure what they plan to do.

Those young people, even the radical Earl Taylor, didn't know what they were thinking in their heads.

They hate the Presbyterian Church and all the ancient things.

There are also many such vampires in his gun team.

They would never like Grand Duke Dracula.

Grand Duke Dracula did not care about the dissatisfaction on Earl Taylor's face, he was still talking.

He spoke to himself as soon as he came in.

There was no scruples on Earl Taylor's face at all.

Earl Taylor coughed several times to interrupt Grand Duke Dracula, but Grand Duke Dracula ignored it.

After a while, Grand Duke Dracula stood up and said, "I really admire you, Earl Taylor.

What a pity, it's a pity."

Earl Taylor asked patiently: "Is that true? Grand Duke Dracula? You have been talking for so long, what are your plans to come here?

Just for nostalgia?”

After saying that, Earl Taylor subconsciously felt something was wrong.

Grand Duke Dracula seemed to be a little too close to him.

Before he could shout loudly, Grand Duke Dracula suddenly rushed to him!

In less than a second, Grand Duke Dracula's sharp tiger teeth pierced Count Taylor's neck, and a large amount of blood fell into his stomach as Grand Duke Dracula's throat surged.

As Count Taylor lost a lot of blood, Grand Duke Dracula's face became healthier.

More than ten seconds later, Grand Duke Dracula suddenly let go of his hand.

Earl Taylor fell softly on the ground like a rag.

A satisfied smile appeared on Grand Duke Dracula's thin face.

He got a huge amount of information from the blood of this junior.

"Sure enough, times have changed."

Grand Duke Dracula sighed and looked down at Earl Taylor. Earl Taylor opened his mouth in despair. He seemed to want to speak, but he couldn't say anything.

His lungs were just pierced by Count Dracula's claw, and his internal organs were also crushed by Grand Duke Dracula.

He had never expected that the Dracula Guild would suddenly take action.

In this small area.

He has no ability to resist at all.

Even if there are bodyguards standing around, it won’t work.

Although his gun team is all vampires, none of these vampires will be the opponents of Grand Duke Dracula.

It was not until this time that Count Taylor remembered someone else's introduction to Grand Duke Dracula.

Grand Duke Dracula is an anomaly among vampires. He is extremely powerful and does not fear the sun. He is superb in magic and is good at transforming.

Unfortunately, the new generation of vampires don’t believe in all this.

They all think that this information is a myth that is fabricated by immortals and used to deceive people.

What is better than the gun in your hand?

Even if Dracula is powerful, he will die with a shuttle of hilarious bullets.

This is the common idea of ​​those new generation of vampires.

Earl Taylor thought so too, so he paid a heavy price for it!

Dracula, it’s not something Mithril can deal with!

Vampires can get other people's memories from their blood.

Dracula was just exploring the secret, and he got a lot of information that Count Taylor could say but could not say.

Dracula licked her lips and grabbed Taylor.

He absorbed Taylor's blood and then injected new power into him.

At this time, Taylor was in a state of extreme ischemia. Dracula walked out, grabbed Taylor's guards, broke his neck and threw it in front of Taylor.

All the guards in the innermost were killed by Dracula with bare hands.

They didn't even have a chance to shoot.

Tear the blood vessels of those guards and let the blood flow into Earl Taylor's mouth, and his wounds will heal automatically.

Even the internal organs will grow on their own.

"From now on, you will be mine."

Dracula said, rubbing the corner of his mouth with his thumb, knowing that he had something else to do and could not stay here for too long.

He also made an appointment with the other vampire youth and strong sects to conduct "negotiations".

After walking out of the house calmly, Grand Duke Dracula turned into a group of bats and disappeared into the moonlight.

Outside the warehouse.

Zhao Song held the thermos and sat inside a pickup truck. When he saw the bat flying over the sky, he frowned.

The feeling this bat gave him was a bit unusual.

This bat is not a vampire's magic, right?
To be continued...