Luo Feng's pistol was not useful for the time being. Michael was kind-hearted and responsible. He was very tempted by Luo Feng's words and said quickly: "I believe in you!"

Luo Feng let go of his hand holding Glock 18 and breathed a sigh of relief.

He actually didn't want to be a villain, after all, he just saved Michael's life at the subway station, and now he wants Michael's life. Think about it, it's quite a beast.

"What is the secret, sir? Please tell me." Michael was extremely responsible and did not have the thought of not having to worry about his own affairs. "Also, sir, what should I call you?"

"You can call me Luo Feng, the owner of this detective office." Luo Feng nodded with relief, and then continued to open his eyes and talk lies, "Michael, I have been following you for a while, and even opened a detective office downstairs in your house. It was not by chance that I would save you at the subway station today."

Michael recalled after hearing this...and then he remembered nothing.

He was too serious and responsible, and he handed over all his time and energy to work. He fulfilled the doctor's duty of treating diseases and saving lives. He had no intention of caring about when there was an inconspicuous detective office downstairs in his house.

Especially when Michael is now a bachelor, it is even more impossible for Luo Feng’s main business to be involved in with Michael.

"Then Detective Luo Feng, why are you following me?" Michael had already been curious about Luo Feng.

"Correction first, I'm not a detective." Luo Feng lifted his windbreaker back, revealing the cross hanging on his chest.

[A cross with exquisite workmanship (you have worn it as a clergy)]

Luo Feng looked into Michael's eyes: "Actually, I am a clergy affiliated to the church."

"Father?" Michael guessed based on common sense.

Luo Feng slowly shook his head: "No, the witch hunter!"

"Hunting...the witch hunter?" Michael felt that when he talked to Luo Feng, he always had insufficient knowledge.

Luo Feng struck while the iron was hot, pursued the victory, and tried to push Michael, who was a little nervous to climax in one fell swoop: "Yes, this world is actually not as simple as you think, and the truth is little known. Not only witch hunters, but also vampires and werewolfs!"

Gulu!

Michael swallowed and asked subconsciously: "What do you mean, is there actually a god in this world?"

Luo Feng made a standard prayer gesture and said ambiguous words: "The Father is always with us."

Michael didn't know what to say next. He now really wanted to take back what he had just said: he didn't want to believe Luo Feng who was talking nonsense at all!

Luo Feng kept staring at Michael's eyes, and at this time he could read out the thoughts in Michael's heart. Seeing that Michael had a tendency to disbelief, he immediately stood up, bent down and leaned close to Michael, oppressing Michael in momentum:

"Today on the subway platform, the two sides fighting were vampires and werewolfs, and their target was you!"

At the same time, Luo Feng's hand touched Glock behind him again.

What he said was to make Michael nervous again, and then he tried to make Michael believe him again.

If it cannot be convinced, Luo Feng can only be a beast.

Michael's blood is a must-have, and that is the key to becoming a mixed race!

Now the opportunity to be alone with Michael is very rare, and Luo Feng is definitely not willing to miss it.

In fact, Michael's first reaction was that he did not believe Luo Feng's words. In his concept, whether it was a vampire or a werewolf, he should be fist-fed when fighting, and maybe he could release a few blood magic.

——This way, the spirit of the mysterious side is displayed. How can anyone shoot with a machine gun?

But the next moment, Michael didn't think so, because he recalled two details that happened at the subway station.

One is that after the tall and thin man was shot and fell to the ground, he immediately started to ignite his spontaneously. The smoke was gone and turned into a pile of coke in just a few seconds.

The second one is that the gunman who killed a tall and thin man was indeed grabbing Michael's shoulder and dragging him backwards, as if he was about to capture him. Even now, Michael's shoulders are still aching.

These two scenes alternately appeared in Michael's mind, making him shudder!

It seems that this world is really mysterious...

And I am indeed a little different. Otherwise, if there were so many people on the scene, why did the gunman only catch him?!

"Luo Feng...Mr.," Michael's curiosity and tension ignited again, "Why are werewolf, vampires and the church you represent are paying attention to me?"

Luo Feng was a little surprised when he heard this because he had just recalled it briefly and found that what he said before was actually not very convincing, and he was even ready to violently subdue Michael.

But he didn't know that Michael had a self-encouragement and actually made Luo Feng's half-true and half-false statement complete.

Luo Feng sat down again, let go of his hand holding the pistol, and decided to try to fool him again.

Luo Feng understood that he had not had much time, and Selilin was upstairs, and the werewolf led by Lucien could arrive here at any time.

If Michael doesn't cooperate very well next time, Luo Feng can only use the strong one.

"Cough!" Luo Feng cleared his throat, "Michael, you are very special. It has something to do with your ancestors. You may have special blood flowing on you."

"Don't rush to ask, I said it's just 'possible'. I don't have the right to tell you more without being completely sure, and you know that it's only bad for you but no good for you."

Luo Feng stopped Michael who wanted to speak and said his final purpose directly, "Now, Michael, I need some of your blood to take back to the church for examination. The amount of blood needed is not much, 200 ml is enough. If you are sure you are the descendant of that person, I will contact you again."

After saying that, Luo Feng stopped talking and waited for Michael to make a decision.

Michael fell into silence and began to think.

Luo Feng's hand was put back on Glock 18 behind his waist, and the biggest time he left for Michael was one minute.

one,

two,

...

Fifty-five,

Fifty-six,

Luo Feng tightened the handle of the pistol.

"Mr. Luo Feng, I do." Michael suddenly looked up at Luo Feng, with a firm light in his eyes.

Luo Feng raised his beautiful lips and showed a happy smile.

He walked towards the compartment that acted as a multifunctional laboratory, took out a disposable blood draw tool, and satisfiedly extracted 200 ml of Michael's blood.

In fact, Luo Feng used a large blood draw bag, saying that he was pumping 200 ml, and the blood drawn in the end was 250 ml.

Michael saw it but said nothing, just thinking that it was caused by Luo Feng's unprofessional blood-drawing technique. After all, Michael did it himself - because Luo Feng's unstandard needle-holding technique trembled his hands so hard that he felt cold.

The reason why Michael chose to believe Luo Feng in the end was that first was because Luo Feng saved his life, second was because what happened on the subway platform was indeed very strange, and the third and most critical point was...

There is really not much blood in 200 ml. The minimum criterion for donating blood voluntarily is this number, which basically equals no cost.

But Michael didn't understand that his blood was much more expensive than gold of the same weight in the eyes of those who know the knowledge...

After getting blood, Luo Feng quickly drove Michael out of the door as a plague god and asked him to go home to rest immediately.

After Michael left, Luo Feng quickly closed the door, began to pack up his things, and prepared to roll the bedding and run away.

A war between vampires and werewolfs is about to begin in this place. Bullets have no eyes, sharp claws are ruthless, and gentlemen are not conducive to dangerous walls. Luo Feng is unwilling to take risks with himself.

However, just as Luo Feng took out a suitable sized leather bag and wanted to hold something, he suddenly heard the sound of a car engine coming from the street again.

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Chapter completed!