Chapter 16

Chapter 16

If you point our lens at the bar, you can understand how smart Claude is than the furry monsters that can only devour humans.

Fred, who was busy in the bar, cursed Raphael from the bottom of his heart. Where did this damn guy send Pierre home? Why don't you come back? It's not going to send him directly to heaven, is it? Oh, damn it! Damn it!

"Fred, come here, I want wine!"

"Okay, right away!"

"Fred, rum!"

"Please wait a moment!"

Fred was tired of spinning around. Why had he never had such a strange feeling when Raphael was there before? Oh, my God! Where the hell is he?

"Hey, Fred, where's Raphael? Why didn't you see him?" Jack put on the shoulder of the busy Fred. "Why are you alone here?"

"Hey, who knows!" As soon as Fred thought of Raphael, a big bastard, he was so angry that his head was full of smoke.

The door of the bar was pushed open, and the people who came in had a strong sense of murder, which made people shudder.

Fred couldn't help frowning his eyebrows, walked to the bar, and casually asked the person who had sat down: "Would you like something to drink?"

The man smiled faintly at him, approached Fred's ear, and said gently, "I want to drink your blood, okay?"

Fred's eyelids jumped heavily, and he immediately realized that Raphael might be in trouble. This fool must be in a hard battle again! Although he was worried about Raphael's safety, on the surface, Fred still treated the man with the usual playful smile: "Yo, that kind of thing is not very delicious. I advise you to change it!"

"No need." The man's eyes were like a torch, and it looked like Fred had never seen before. Damn, how could he know the werewolf? Or is this person a demon? Who knows? Anyway, it's not a hybrid between demons and werewolves. That kind of creature is really disgusting!

"Okay, everyone!" Fred clapped his palms and immediately calmed down in the bar. He cleared his throat and put on a sad face. "I just got the bad news. My poor aunt is caught in a severe cold and I'm afraid I won't see the sun tomorrow. Oh, this is really heartbreaking! I happened to see that Raphael was not here again, which really bothered me! So, everyone, I'm going to leave for a while. I can only finish first. Yes, that's right. I can only do this first. I'm really sorry.

Although there were a lot of complaints, most of what Fred said was sympathetic and comforted him warmly so that he would not worry that everything would be fine. In fact, Fred's heart had already laughed, but on the surface, he was sad as if he was going to shed tears. He is a born opera singer!

"It turns out that vampires can also be so kind." The man hugged his shoulder and leaned against the bar to watch Fred drive away irrelevant people. He couldn't help but feel funny. He was just a vampire. Why did he do so many irrelevant things? Does he think he is the God of salvation? Ha, that's ridiculous!

"Well, then I really can't do anything about myself. I'm all hurt by Rafael's kind-looking stupid thing. In fact, I haven't had a good dinner yet." Damn it, damn it! Fred's excited fingertips were a little trembling. He pulled his tight bow tie, and his throat unconsciously rolled up and down twice. His uncontrollable appetite made him curse again and again in his heart.

"Don't you want to know what I am?" When the man saw Fred's eager look, he felt a little funny and raised his chin disdainfully. "I'm a noble demon. How can I beat my strength with you, a humble vampire? You're just a little better than a dirty werewolf!"

"Oh? Then you stupid guy really underestimates me!" Fred hates other people most when comparing himself to werewolves. How can he be comparable to creatures that don't deserve to live in this world? There is no good at all! No, no!

Fred rushed over, and his two pointed teeth were like small daggers, shining with deadly light. The man didn't expect Fred to attack like this. For a moment, he panicked and raised his arm to resist. His sleeves were immediately torn by Fred, revealing his pale skin.

"Look at you, how dare you say that you are not despicable?" The man pointed sarcastically to the half of his sleeve biting in Fred's mouth, "No, no, no, I should take back what I just said. You are a mad dog, a mad dog covered with dog lice! Hahahaha..."

"You bastard!" Fred spit out the half of the sleeve in his mouth and rushed forward again. The man dodged deftly, and there was even a sarcastic smile on the corners of his mouth, which was really dazzling! And he didn't seem to want to fight with Fred, avoiding every merciless attack of Fred, as if waiting for something.

"Fred, what are you doing? Why is it so noisy in the bar all of a sudden? Dorothy was probably doing her homework in the bedroom. The sound of things downstairs being knocked down and smashed made it impossible for her to put all her thoughts on her homework. So she frowned and walked down and saw Fred entangled with someone she didn't know. She couldn't help but be stunned. Moreover, Fred's two pointed teeth exposed his identity. Dorothy just moved her lips and shouted the word "vampire" accurately.

"No, Dorothy!" Fred quickly put away his two small fangs and wanted to come forward to explain it well, but the man moved faster than Fred. He ran behind Dorothy and trembled, "Oh, my God! That's terrible! It's terrible! In this world, there are really creatures like vampires! He almost dried my blood!"

"Is this true? Is all this true, Fred? Tell me, it's not true, it's not!" Dorothy looked at Fred with tears in her eyes, but unexpectedly saw him shaking her head in disappointment: "I'm sorry, Dorothy, but listen to me, Dorothy, the people behind you are also very dangerous. Come to me quickly!"

"No, Fred." Dorothy shook her head and retreated. The little hand couldn't help grasping the man's sleeve. "I won't go there!"

"Dorosy!" Fred's tears are about to fall. That guy is so abominable! No wonder he didn't fight with himself just now. It turned out to lead Dorothy out to see himself like this! He even made up such nonsense! Oh, my God! Dorothy is so kind and pure that she will definitely be deceived! Look, she has begun to alienate herself!

"Little girl, I suddenly feel that you should listen to his words." The man laughed in a low voice, like a charming demon in hell. No, he was indeed a demon, an elegant and noble demon, a demon who thought he was above everything. He gently raised Dorothy's chin. Her bright red eyes were distracted, and there was an immediate tingling feeling from her neck, but the loss was not It's blood, but what... What belongs to the body, which is even more painful!

"Dolores..." Fred opened his green eyes, and his anger and endless anger surged into his heart. He rushed over crazily, and the man was completely immersed in the comfort of devouring Dorothy's soul. He had never swallowed such a delicious soul until his throat was torn and broken by Fred. The sweet smell of that man's blood had been permeated Fred's mouth, and the blood dripped into his hand, which made The scene of Red's heartache stopped.

All the blood was sucked clean by Fred. The man was dry with only one body, which was thrown aside by Fred. His empty eyes looked straight at the ceiling and deserved it.

Drops of blood flowed from the corners of Fred's mouth. He put away the two fangs that made Dorothy afraid and walked step by step in the direction of Dorothy.

She is like a broken doll, with her bright red eyes that have lost its luster, and she looks at the ceiling like a daze. Her long bright red hair is spread on the floor, as if her blood flows out of her body, which is painful.

"Dolores... Dorothy..." He shouted her name tremblingly, persistently shouting over and over again. How he hoped that she would sit up from the floor and smile brightly at himself, as if he had shrank behind Raphael's body because he yelled at her as usual. But all this has passed away because of my own care! What should I do? What should I do? She can't die! You can't die!

Fred gasped and burst into tears. He wanted to reach out to touch her, wake her up, and tell her not to sleep anymore. Her current appearance scared him, but he did not dare to touch her. He was afraid to feel the desperate cold on her. Dorothy, she can't die! Fred didn't allow her to die!

He couldn't control his emotions anymore. Fred raised his head and shouted sadly.

The sound floated far away and went all the way into Raphael's ears.

What's the matter? What happened? Why did Fred make such a shout? Raphael, who was struggling to kill with a bone sword, stopped after hearing Fred's voice. Is there something wrong with Dorothy?!