Da da da.

Someone came down the stairs. Yang Xie looked up and saw a handsome young man coming down the stairs. He was holding a mature woman in his arms. His charm was still there, but his face was unusually white.

.

Not Edward?

The two men who had walked in earlier stood up and said respectfully: "Lord Baron Cecil, we have brought Jemisi back."

Cecil nodded, looked at Jemisi with interest, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that he is not sober yet. We need to help him sober up."

Aoqi nodded and was about to make a move when Jamiesi immediately sat up with a confused look on his face: "Hey, where am I?"

"Okay, stop pretending." Cecil sat on the sofa, and the mature woman snuggled in his arms obediently, with her hands around his waist, like a docile cat, letting Cecil's

He gently ran his hands through his long hair.

There was no embarrassment on Jamie's face at all. He just looked at Ochi and said loudly: "What's going on? I don't even have a glass of wine. Lord Cecil will never be so stingy. Ochi, is it you?"

Swallowed the wine?"

Cecil raised his hand to stop Ochi's intention to speak, pointed at Jamie and said, "Give him a glass of wine."

Soon, a glass of wine was delivered to Jemisi. He gently shook the goblet and took a sip, with an intoxicated look on his face: "It's been a long time since I drank Bordeaux's collection of red wine.

The money is so good…”

Cecil was noncommittal. After Jemisi put down the cup, he leaned slightly and said, "Sir Edward, I want to know, how did you do it?"

"Want to know?" Jemisi's face was filled with a playful expression. Seeing Cecil staring at him intently, he drank the glass of red wine in one gulp and put a sarcastic smile on his face again: "I

I won’t tell you!”

"Jemici, if you want to die, I will make it happen for you!" Ochi was furious, his fingernails stretched out violently, but he walked towards Jemisi step by step. Jemisi's expression was disdainful, but his face was calm.

, seems to have become accustomed to intimidation from these people.

Cecil stretched out his hand. Although Ochi was very angry, he did not dare to move forward. He just stared at Jemisi with fire in his eyes. However, this level of attack was just a drop of rain for Jemiesi.

Already.

Cecil stood up and looked at Jemisi condescendingly, as if to see something from his expression. After a long time, he said calmly: "Jamie, you know, if you are not Edward

My child, you have died countless times, but there is a limit to anyone's patience."

Yang Xie, who was sitting on the floor, had his eyes wide open. Damn it, this Jamie is actually Edward's child? With Edward's strength, he should be crushed against Adonis. Why does Jie

Missy still needs to rely on the killer upstairs to issue tasks?

"If I had a choice, I would rather my father be a beggar." Jemisi raised her head, looked at Cecil, her eyes were not hidden, and said coldly: "Tell Edward that when I raise another hundred thousand pounds, he will

He’s dead!”

Cecil nodded. He could see Jemisili's overwhelming hatred. He really wanted to kill Edward. It seemed that there was no possibility of peace talks in this matter...

That……

No need to talk about it!

Cecil's body flashed, and the mature woman he was wearing was thrown on the sofa. Then he rushed in front of Jamie, and his right hand was like an iron pliers, strangling Jamie tightly.

He stretched his hand on Xi's neck, slowly increased his strength, and said lightly: "It seems that you can't make up one hundred thousand..."

Jemisi only felt that her eyes were slowly getting dark, and her face was flushed. She felt like she was going to die, right? But why didn't she feel any fear at all? Instead, she just felt a sense of relief...

It would be fine if I died. If I die, I wouldn't have to endure this kind of pain anymore, right?

Jemisi's consciousness slowly left his body. Just when he was about to fall into darkness, he heard a cry of surprise in his ears. Then he felt the hand on his neck loosen. He struggled to open his mouth.

Eyes, no matter how hard he tried, his eyelids were as heavy as mountains, and he could only fall into a coma...

Jemisi was lying on the ground. Beside him, Yang Xie held the blood cloud in his hand. The bloody sword penetrated Cecil's body and came out from his back. Cecil wanted to struggle, but he couldn't.

He couldn't exert any strength at all, and his dark H-colored pupils were filled with frightened eyes...

It was Aoqi and the two who screamed in surprise. Their eyes were dazzled when a man with a ferocious grimace actually took a blood-red long sword and pierced the baron's chest directly. The long sword

The blood of the sword seemed to come alive, almost all flowing on the sword. But what frightened the two of them was that not a drop of blood dripped from the sword, as if all the blood had been absorbed by the magic sword.

…

Ao Qi and the two reacted quickly, but without thinking, they rushed forward directly, and a shadow passed through their bodies. Ao Qi was not slow at all, and aimed a punch at Yang Xie's eye socket.

Yang Xie turned his head to avoid his punch, kicked out his left foot fiercely, and directly collided with the other person's whip leg.

Click.

The man's figure flew backwards faster than when he came in, and his legs were directly broken. This guy who doesn't even have a rank is only several times stronger than ordinary people. Where is it?

Yang Xie’s opponent?

Ao Qi stepped back and immediately accelerated. He was like a phantom, running around Yang Xie. When he got behind Cecil, while Yang Xie's sight was blocked, he punched again.

The fists roared with strong wind.

Yang Xie did not dodge, but also punched Ao Qi. Ao Qi was faster than his, and he hit Ao Qi's hand hard with the last blow.

Click.

Yang Xie's fist was as heavy as a boulder, and it hit Ao Qi's hand, breaking his arm. The fist then hit his body, knocking him away and knocking him away.

On the pillar of the villa, a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.

Yang Xie pulled out the blood cloud seed from Cecil and flicked it with his backhand. The man who was screaming on the ground with his broken leg was also pierced by a sword.

All this happened in a flash of lightning, and three small lives died in Yang Xie's hands, but the mature woman was still sitting quietly on the sofa, like a soulless puppet.

Yang Xie knew that this was probably Cecil's work. Ordinary people had absolutely nothing to deal with these vampires. They were indeed no different from food. No wonder these vampires were so rampant and lived in the villa so openly.

Looking at Jamiexi lying on the floor, Yang Xie thought for a while, picked him up and put him on the sofa, and pressed several acupuncture points on his body. After a while, Jamiexi woke up.

When he saw Yang Xie wearing a ghost mask for the first time, he was not afraid and asked with some confusion: "Are you Satan?"

Yang Xie was about to speak when he suddenly realized that his English might leave too many flaws. After thinking about it, he found a tablet computer in the room and typed a line of words on it: "If you are willing to sell your soul to Satan, I

I can help you get revenge..."

Jemisi became more and more surprised: "Has technology become popular in hell?"

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Chapter completed!