Chapter 87 Far East

In a cold and uninhabited dark alley.

Gently licking the blood on the corners of his mouth, put away the cold and gloomy fangs, and gently danced a few times with the young girl in her arms. The white statue gently put the girl whose life was slowly passing along the two dental holes on her neck on the cold stone road, but I'm afraid the girl You will feel the coolness of the slate, because her body is as cold as the slate. The girl reluctantly looks at the elegant gentleman in front of her, tightly grasps the tuxedo skirt on the gentleman's chest, and makes a frightening shout in her throat.

The white stone statue raised its slender fingers and gently placed it on the girl's mouth. "Shh..." He said softly, "Innocent child, heaven beckoned to you not far away. Go at ease. Don't miss anything, turn into a white cloud and gently float up the free sky and enjoy the beautiful freedom..." Just like Like a lullaby, the girl slowly loosened her hand holding the white statue tuxedo, and the light in her eyes became dim. Listening to the white stone dream-like murmur, a happy smile gradually appeared on the girl's face. She slowly fell asleep and couldn't sleep.

The white statue loosened the hand holding the girl's waist, sorted out the tuxedo that was clenched by the girl, and turned to look at Jack.

Jack and the white statue are completely different. At this time, Jack is like a beast. He gasped heavily and bit the neck of another girl. One hand covered the girl's mouth, and the other hand wrapped around the girl's waist. The girl was hugged to death by Jack, and her frightened eyes stared wide. Listen There was a sucking sound from the neck in her ear, and there was a whir in her throat. Obviously, the girl was afraid and panicked.

The white statue frowned slightly, "Jack, be gentle, gentle, they are innocent. You can't let them go so frightened. This is not the morality of a powerful existence in the face of weak life."

At this time, Jack is like a beast. His cold teeth are embedded in the girl's white neck. The fragrance from the girl's golden hair and the drum-like heartbeat from the hot blood vessels completely made Jack lose his will.

The white sculpture walked to Jack, grabbed Jack's collar and pulled Jack down from the girl's neck effortlessly.

Leave the girl's neck, leave the charming fragrance, leave the seductive heartbeat, and leave the delicious hot blood. Jack woke up in an instant, and his rosy face like drunken wine showed a trace of self-reproach. Even if he didn't know how many people's blood he had sucked, Jack still did it for himself. I feel guilty for my behavior and sorry for the life that is gradually disappearing.

The white statue ignored Jack, but gently shook the girl like coaxing her daughter to sleep, whispering something in her ear. The girl's nerves gradually relaxed, slowly closed her eyes, and left the flowery world with a sweet smile.

The white statue slowly put the girl's body on the ground, sucked his slender fingers stained with blood, patted Jack on the shoulder and said, "It's nothing. I was the same as you at the beginning. I made the blood of these lives everywhere, on my head, face, clothes, feet, everywhere. Take your time. You are still young. Over time, you will know how to make these lives happy.

"Look, Jack, we sympathize with these lives. This is a kind of high-profile sympathy, just like human beings sympathize with pigs and sheep. Sympathy is sympathetic. If you are hungry, you still want to kill pigs and sheep and eat meat. It's nothing. It's just a necessary means to continue life. Don't be sympathized with this butter.

Jack nodded a little distractedly, took out the handkerchief in his pocket and mechanically wiped the blood on his mouth and collar.

The white statue shook his head slowly, and his golden pupils showed sympathetic eyes. But he didn't say anything more.

The two people walked slowly like a passing gentleman on the smokeless London path everywhere.

The white statue changed the problem of constantly talking and was slightly silent.

Jack knew that the master was leaving, and the feeling was very clear, even clearer than saying it.

"Master, please allow me to know your name." Jack seized the last opportunity to ask his last question.

The white statue stopped, but his eyes did not leave the moon after they walked out of the dark alley, and now he has not left. It seems that he wants to look at it forever until eternity.

"Name? I can't remember. It's been too long. I don't know how long it has been. The white statue quietly looked at the moon: "Dick Hasgray, call me that."

"Dick Hasgrey? Darkheadspring? The source of darkness? Jack slowly chewed the meaning of the name.

"It's just a name. Don't think so much." White statue, no, Hasgray withdrew his eyes and looked at the moon and looked at Jack and said, "Jack, you can leave after I leave London with your loved ones. I feel a familiar smell approaching the museum. Get out of there. Wait until your loved ones leave you and wait until you are lonely. Come to me again."

"Master, where are you going?"

Dick Hasgray looked at the starry sky in the east and said, "East, I've been there a long time ago. There are no enemies there."

"Are you from the Holy See?"

"Ha ha, they are my temporary enemies. After all, I'm still a vampire now. Thousands of years of burial has made my body stiff and degenerate and have to recover from scratch." Dick Hasgre said with a smile.

"Stay away from the people of the Holy See within a hundred years, and how far away it is. This is my last advice. Jack, your understanding is very high and talented. At least you are not afraid of the sun now. I hope you will no longer be a vampire when we meet again in a hundred years." Dick Hasgray looked deeply at Jack with a smile, and suddenly turned into a thin fog and disappeared in front of Jack in an instant.

Jack is a little confused and doesn't know where the future is. A hundred years are fast and long...

After returning to the museum, Jack left London with his family. Where to go is a mystery.

The statue in the museum was stolen, and the loyal administrator disappeared with it, which was a big blow to the owner of the museum. The newspaper was full of news about wanted Jack, but this kind of newspaper is meaningless if it comes out of London.

On the third day after Jack left, two people broke into the museum, and the black priest's cross on his chest showed their identity.

" Joshua, what's going on?" One of the dark-skinned tall man pointed to the place where the white statue Dick Hasgray was originally placed.

The man named Joshua shrugged his nose, stared and said, "Vampire!" After saying that, he turned around and asked the museum owner who followed him in a panic, "What is this place originally?"

The boss is a fat man. He can only be regarded as an upstart. He doesn't have the gentlemanly demeanor of the middle class at all, and his whole body is obscene. The people in the church are not easy to provoke. He didn't dare to provoke these two people and quickly said, "This place is for sculptures. My damn administrator Jack just stole the sculpture three days ago."

The black-skinned man grabbed the boss's collar and asked, "What sculpture?"

The fat boss was not tall. As soon as the black-skinned man picked up his feet, he left the ground. The fat boss kicked twice like a dead fish and gasped and said, "It's the white sculpture, which was dug out from the construction of the underground train more than a decade ago."

Joshua patted Hardy on the shoulder and said, "Hardy, don't be rude. It has nothing to do with him." After saying that, Joshua frowned and turned around the place where the statue was originally placed, and her nose kept shrugging, as if she was catching some smell. Joshua was shocked: "No! There is a problem. Go back to the Holy See. It doesn't smell like an ordinary vampire.

This is the story of Hasgrey decades ago and the beginning of all stories.