A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　After entering the story world, no one knows what will happen in the future.

　　 Lu Li is no exception.

　　 What's more, two months ago, he was just an ordinary person who just started school. No matter how fast he is, he can't be perfect in every aspect.

　　 In addition, the mysterious principal didn't provide the script or set the rules, so he had to figure out everything on his own.

　　 For example, words and deeds conform to personality——

　　 In the last world, there was an unwritten rule: officers cannot abandon their soldiers and run away alone, otherwise they will be deducted performance points.

　　 Where is this world?

　　 [Chaotic good camp: do good by one's own standards, disregard the rules, have their own standards for good and evil]

　　 Since when will we be able to act according to this standard, as soon as we enter the game, or do we have to wait for the complete collapse of the human social order?

　　 And these doubts caused Lu Li to do something to look forward and backward, and he was even a little dazed.

　　 "Brother, it's a bad idea to have a good mind. You always like to think things too complicated."

　　 Duke chewed gum and drove, his tone was like a broken old father: "Since you already know that the blood ancestor is the culprit, won't it be over if you kill it?"

　　 "It doesn't make much sense to go around."

　　 For this guy, the problem that can be solved by force is not a problem at all, just push it straight all the way, no trouble.

　　 And Lu Li suddenly felt that it made sense.

　　 Actually, they have been in the rhythm set by the black hand behind the scenes, and the blood ancestors will always be one step faster.

　　 If you want to break the game, it's better to lift the table.

　　 In other words.

　　 I won’t play puzzle games with you anymore!

　　 You play your conspiracy and tricks, I don't care about anything, gather my teammates and kill them all the way.

　　 Of course, the premise is that the executor has the ability to push everything horizontally.

　　 Thinking of this, Lu Li turned to look at the old man. Although he lived a long life and was in a good state of mind, he was not out of the scope of human beings, and his physical fitness was not even as good as that of a young man in his 20s and 30s.

　　 Just relying on these, how to hunt demons?

　　 It may be that he noticed that Lu Li was looking at himself, Abraham leaned on his sword and whispered: "Before contacting me, you should have done some investigations, right?"

　　 "Suffering in the concentration camp, being pinched off by the blood ancestor, and losing one family after another. No one can live to this age."

　　 The old man turned his head, looked at the night view of New York, and said nonchalantly.

　　 "And I am ninety-four years old this year, and I can still carry the sword crutch to hunt the soul-returning corpse."

　　 "The reason why this happens is because I have taken those bugs."

　　 The words fell, and the car that had been moving forward steadily shifted suddenly.

　　 Duke was shocked, and the hand holding the steering wheel was a little unstable. He remembered that Lu Li once told him that as long as a bloodthirsty nematode got into his body, it would be transformed into a soul-returning corpse, and the whole process could not be reversed.

　　 Is this old man a senior soul-returning corpse?

　　 Finally, under the scrutiny of the two, Abraham continued: “This kind of bug cannot be eaten directly. It needs a special method to extract white blood, and then filter and absorb it through the eyes.

　　 "To curb aging, disease, and restore the body to its peak period."

　　White blood?

　　 Lu Li thoughtfully.

　　 Saying that, it can explain what happened that night. It seems that the blood ancestor used white blood on the driver.

　　 After all, there is such a thing in an ordinary soul-returning corpse. As their owner, the blood ancestor must contain better tonics.

　　 Yes, it is a tonic.

　　 In just a few minutes, a mortal person can be rescued back, and his recovery will be the same as before. This effect can be called sky-defying!

　　 Subconsciously, Duke thought of a kind of magical food in "Dragon Ball"-fairy beans.

　　 However, it can only repair limbs and restore the user's physical strength and energy, but cannot cure diseases, and white blood seems to be different...

　　 Thinking of this, Duke licked his lips. He didn’t like to exchange blood lines——

　　 In order to strengthen the body and break the limit of the human body, he ignored warnings and continuously injected more than a dozen injections of drugs that stimulate cell activity, and almost died on the spot.

　　 Therefore, for Duke, white blood is really attractive.

　　 "Master, are there any side effects of that thing?" He couldn't help asking.

　　 Hearing the words, Abraham nodded and replied in a deep voice: "After dripping into the eyes, it will cause severe tingling, accompanied by fever, heart palpitations and other symptoms."

　　 "So, how about going through it?"

　　 "Ten years ago, I was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer and had bone metastases. Now, as you can see, I am still alive and well."

　　 The old man shrugged.

　　Sometimes, the alliance formed by profit-driven will be stronger.

　　 He didn't know the origins of Lu Li and Duke, or why they wanted to approach him, but the two of them did have a murderous intent towards the blood ancestors.

　　 "You plan to go to the headquarters of Shixin Group? Please bring me." Abraham paused, and then added: "In exchange, I can provide a white blood extraction formula, and personally operate and use it."

　　 Revenge is more than anything.

　　The second half of the old man's life is to live for revenge, no matter how bad he is, he will kill the loyal servant of the blood ancestor Ehorst——

　　 It was the German officer and executioner who took care of the concentration camps ~www.readwn.com~ with serious crimes.

　　 Now, the counterattack is about to begin.

　　 Therefore, it is imperative to use white blood and adjust the physical state.

　　 Thinking a little, Lu Li nodded in agreement. He had no reason to stop the old man in front of him. Perhaps, for Abraham, ordinary death was the most painful thing.

　　 10:30 in the evening.

　　 Nick Bok antique **** shop.

　　 A white Volkswagen stopped slowly.

　　 At the same time, two black shadows rushed up. They had not been completely transformed, their tongues were short, barely able to branch, but the desire to attack was very strong, and they kept tapping the front window of the car.

　　 Seeing this, Lu Li took the nail gun in one hand, pushed the car door, and walked out first.

　　 The soul-returning corpse in this state is a bit dazed, with a big mouth that can be grinned to the base of the ears and opened, sticking out a tongue covered with mucus and blood stains, and came around from the side.

　　 seems to be a deterrent, but it has a hint of strong outside and dry.

　　 Seeing this, Lu Li didn't hesitate, raised the nail gun and pulled the trigger.

　　 Two silver nails about one finger penetrated their brains instantly, and plumes of white smoke rose.

　　Returning soul corpses fell one after another.

　　Looking at Lu Li's swift action, a trace of envy rose in Abraham's heart, and he walked towards the antique house with a sword crutch: "Hurry in, and leave after I absorb the white blood."

　　 Not long after, the three of them entered the basement secret room.

　　 Similar to Lu Li earlier, Duke was also stunned.

　　 This is the first time I have seen such a witch hunter. The silverware is covered with two walls, and the raw materials are packed in large baskets.

　　 "Look at any convenient weapons, and take them directly."

　　 At this time, Abraham walked to the corner of the secret room and picked up a wooden box full of dust.