Chapter 352 The Wolf King is Coming

"Oh, my most distinguished guest, come and try the blood dinner I prepared for you." Seeing that Zhou Tian waited for everyone to go downstairs, Fernandez got up and greeted him, but Natasha beside him looked indifferent and completely lost the enthusiasm of the previous elbow.

"The dishes are very rich." Zhou Tian was not polite and greeted the women to sit down. She also sat opposite Fernandez. As for Sunday's bodyguard Xiong Manzi, he stood behind Zhou Tian.

"Mr. Zhou Tian, do you want to drink red wine or taste our blood drink?" When he sat down on Sunday, Fernandez pointed to the red ** on the table.

"This is not human blood, is it?" I picked up a red glass bottle on Sunday and smelled it slightly. It really smelled of blood.

"Mr. Zhou Tian guessed right." Fernandez laughed and said, "In these four glass bottles, there are four blood types of blood. I prefer AB blood type. The taste of that kind of blood is light, which is very suitable for old guys like me. If Mr. Zhou Tian wants to try, he can choose type O blood. Type O blood is slightly sweet, which is suitable for young people."

"Well... I think I'd better forget it. I haven't eaten raw meat for many years." By the way, will vampires suck human blood get AIDS?

"Since Mr. Zhou doesn't like it, forget it. Are there any of Mr. Zhou's wives who want to try it?" Seeing Zhou Tian's expression, Fernandez smiled and asked the Yingzi.

And Yingzi's heads shake like a rattle. It's a joke to drink human blood. It's better for sisters to drink milk.

Several women have a bad impression of vampires. After all, vampires have a bad reputation in both the East and the West. They suck human blood as food, which is suspected of being anti-human. Therefore, several women are very disgusted with the blood on the table.

Fernandez also saw the expressions of several women and smiled, "Does of the ladies think that it is very cruel for us vampires to feed on blood? It was like this centuries ago, but in recent hundreds of years, we vampires have generally not hurt people's lives." Fernandez shook the glass with blood in his hand and said, "Now the blood we high-level vampires drink is bought from hospitals at a high price. We can not only drink it with blood type, but also very hygienic. In fact, our vampires eat blood like blood transfusion in a hospital, but we just use our mouths to drink it. In other words, several ladies should be less prejudiced against our blood clan.

"It turns out that the blood clans are so high-tech now. I really didn't know it before, but Viscount Fernandez, according to what you said, your blood clan should not be so much so much that everyone is shouting in Europe now. After all, you have standardized blood sucking." Zhou Tian asked about eating a piece of meat on the plate.

"This is not because of the propaganda of the Temple of Light." Natasha interrupted an antonically.

Fernandez nodded and said, "There are three reasons why our blood clan dare not show its true face now. The most important thing is the deterioration of the image of our blood clan by the Temple of Light. Under the propaganda of the Temple of Light, our blood clan is the most horrible alien, living on the darkest side of the corner of the city. Basically, everyone does all kinds of evil and kills them, and the second reason is the legacy of history. I have to admit that our blood clan was too arbitrary at the most glorious time, and even controlled the royal families of European countries. Things that sucking the blood of living people often happen, so in the stories circulated by people, they suck blood. The image of ghosts is always ferocious. The third reason is the emergence of some scum in our blood clan now. Those guys are not satisfied with the blood provided by the hospital. They seek stimulation and like the blood of young girls, so under their behavior of satisfying selfish desires, they have improved a little. The image of the blood clan has become messy again.

Fernandez was obviously a little angry when he said here. If it hadn't been for the strong glass in his hand, he would have been crushed by Fernandez.

"Does your Count Decula care about this kind of person who destroys the image of your blood clan?" Zhou Tian asked.

"Well, Decula, those people are from Decula..." Fernandez was excited, but what he was about to say was interrupted by Natasha.

"Father, there is no need to make it so clear to outsiders about our blood clan." Natasha said.

Hearing Natasha's words, Fernandez also knew that he had said too much. He quickly changed the topic and said, "Looking at me talking, I forgot to let people bring up the wine. Guardiola quickly brought the bottle of Lafayette I treasured."

Fernandez clapped his hands, asked the housekeeper to take a bottle of red wine, and personally poured the wine for five women, including Zhou Tian and Cai Yan, according to the rules of Middle-earth.

Thanks to Fernandez's large wine bottle, otherwise it would not be enough to drink.

However, letting Sunday drink good wine is like a cow chewing peonies. The liquor in the glass may be the best in the eyes of others, but it is not as good as two yuan and eight yuan a bottle of coke in the mouth.

Compared with the red wine in the glass, Sunday is more interested in the steak on the plate. Although it is a little undercooked, it tastes good.

"What kind of meat is this? It's very chewy, like skin candy." The knife and fork are also insulated with Zhou Tian. It's better to tear it with your hands.

"Human thigh tendon." Natasha glanced at Zhou Tian, who killed her father's enemy and glanced at her mouth.

"You're not kidding, are you?" Not only is Zhou Tian's face green, but the expressions of the five women are not very good.

"Natasha!" Fernandez scolded and apologized to Zhou Tian, "This is the Siberian yak I raised in my manor. It takes 20 years for the meat to be perfect, so it is very chewy in taste."

"It scared me." When Natasha spoke, the piece of meat just stuck in Zhou Tian's throat, and she didn't vomit. Fernandez said that Zhou Tian dared to swallow it.

Several people were eating, but there was a noisy sound outside the castle.

"Ban!" The huge iron gate in the castle was suddenly opened by an extremely strong force. If it hadn't been for the construction team that built the castle hadn't cut corners, I'm afraid that the gate would have been buried here today.

"Where is my son, Fernandez? Hand over my son quickly." It was a tall European man who kicked the door open. His chest muscles were larger than Pan Jinlian, and there were countless fluff on his body. With his image, he was put in the zoo as a new breed of gorilla, and someone had to believe it.

"What do you mean by Van Bronthorst? Make it clear that your son is missing. Why are you looking for me!" Fernandez stood up as soon as he patted the table and said without showing any weakness.

Van Bronthorst is Van Bommer's father, one of the five wolf kings of the werewolves. His cultivation is slightly higher than that of Fernandez, and his strength after his transformation is higher than him. It is said that Fernandez is a little embarrassed about this person, but now the other party has broken into his castle, even if his strength is not as good as right. You can't show weakness at all.

"Fernandez, don't pretend to be confused. My son disappeared after arriving at your manor today, and he also pinched the tokens of my werewolves and asked me for help. You dare to say that you didn't do this." Van Bronthorst had a very hot temper and roared at Fernandez.

"Although I let my men teach your son a lesson today, I didn't hurt him at all, and I didn't hold him, so it has nothing to do with me if your son is lost. I have a distinguished guest here, and I can't allow you to be wild!" Fernandez's temper is usually gentle, but as long as he deals with the werewolves, he will be disgusted for no reason. Moreover, Fernandez really doesn't do anything about Van Bommel. Fernandez, who has done nothing, will naturally have no good look in the face of the other party's hot temper.

"Well, you still don't admit it, so let me search your castle." Van Bronthorst saw that Fernandez did not admit it. In anger, he began to make damage, and the floor made him step on a hole.

"Van Bronthorst, don't go too much!" Although Fernandez is not as strong as Van Bronthorst, he doesn't want to lose face in front of the young owner of the demon clan Zhou Tian. If he wants the other party to really search his castle, he will lose his lord, and looking at Van Bronthorst doesn't look like searching for a castle, but more like smashing a castle. Who dares to let He went to search.

If he really finished searching the castle, it would have become a demolition house.

"Well, I'm going too much. Isn't it too much for you to imprison my son? My son likes your daughter and even loses the dignity of the werewolf, but you really treat our werewolf family, don't you? Fernandez has humiliated my son more than once, and now he is still imprisoned. If you don't hand over your son, I will definitely let your Fernandez family disappear from the blood clan. This time, Van Bronthorst recognized that Fernandez had arrested his son. He didn't worry about having a son. Not only did he lose face to the blood clan, but now he has to save himself. It's too fucking a wolf.

"How dare you threaten me!" Fernandez is also angry. He has explained it several times, but the other party just doesn't believe it, and Van Bronthorst even threatened to destroy his Fernandez family. It's unbearable. Uncle can't stand it, and my aunt can't stand it!

"What about threatening you? You don't admit to the detention of my son, do you? I'm going to call you to admit it now." The werewolves have always talked with their fists, and they will fight when the conversation collapses!

Van Bronthorst roared, his muscles suddenly swelled, and his golden hair grew rapidly. In an instant, Van Bronthorst was completely gone, and he suddenly changed into a huge golden wolf king.

"If you want to fight, I will accompany Fernandez." Fernandez also let out a shrill in his mouth, his eyes turned red in an instant, and a huge pair of meat wings suddenly appeared behind him. Under the slap, he flew to Van Bronthorst.

(to be continued)