Chapter forty-seven old friends
"ah……"
An almost desperate scream rang out. Eichorst ignored everything else and covered his mouth and howled. Duke, while avoiding the nematode, took the opportunity to rush over and push it to the ground.
It's too greedy.
The stabbing tongue is both a weapon and a weakness.
In fact, the desperate Eichorst decided to take a chance: first transform Duke, and then use this to deal with Lu Li. If he could be transformed as well, it would definitely be a great achievement.
No matter how bad it is, it can still buy time for Palmer to evacuate to a safe area.
It's a pity that stealing the chicken will end up losing the rice. The two of them were prepared for it, so how could they let this guy succeed.
Looking at the loyal servant of the Blood Ancestor who had lost half of his life in front of him, Lu Li felt more worried than happy.
Frankly speaking, if Eichorst hadn't been too frightened and made a blind move, it would have taken a lot of effort for the two of them to deal with each other.
After all, bloodthirsty nematodes are highly contagious. As long as one burrows into the body, it means the game is over, so we must always be vigilant to avoid capsizing in the gutter——
In this case, it is already considered good to be able to exert half of the full strength. Moreover, Aihorst is not slow and his healing ability is extremely abnormal. It takes less than a minute to leave the original traces on it.
There was no more white blood flowing out from the two stab wounds.
It seems that if we are to fight against the blood ancestor with even weirder and more powerful abilities, we must rely on the power of the invisible werewolf.
I hope that drop of pseudo-holy blood can work to suppress negative emotions...
The next moment, his thoughts were interrupted by the old man who hurriedly arrived, and the shouts and curses reached his ears: "Ehorst? You bloody beast!"
Abraham did not stop. He walked to Duke with his sword in his hand and looked down at his former enemy:
After a battle, the disguise he originally put on to blend in with human society was no longer there.
The wig on the top of his head fell to the side, revealing his bare head; the prosthesis on the bridge of his nose disappeared, and his entire face looked like a skinned skeleton; the artificial skin attached to his neck fell off completely,
The heat-dissipating folds are disgusting.
In addition, the white blood mixed with countless nematodes was coughed up by the executioner, looking extremely miserable.
Hearing someone calling him, Akhorst raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "A23...038...5..."
When it was in charge of the concentration camp, it took away the names of every Jew and gave them a number as a replacement, and Abraham was none other than A230385, the death row inmate it liked to call the most.
Even when a person is about to die, his words are good.
It's a pity that the returning corpse is not included in this list, especially Ashost, who was already an outstanding evil wolf before he met the Blood Ancestor.
"Little carpenter!"
This sound was almost a roar, and Duke, who was responsible for controlling this guy, was frightened.
However, before it could finish speaking, Abraham pulled out the Sword of Sadhu and murmured in his mouth: "My sword blade shines with silver light."
As soon as the words fell, a head shot up into the sky!
Apart from that, there is nothing else, because all the nematodes and white blood at the break have turned into smoke and dust.
When old friends meet again, they greet each other politely with swords.
Yesterday, when the two were talking on the phone, faced with Eichorst's verbal provocation, the old man used his old friend Dreyfussiven as an example to hint that he would cut it into pieces and abandon it in the North Sea.
Now, the former promise is being fulfilled, and Aihorst's arms have been cut off, and the latter one must wait until he kills the Blood Ancestor and saves the world.
During the whole process, Lu Li and Duke did not stop him and allowed the old man to vent his anger.
Keep alive and torture the soul-returning corpse?
Ask him about the whereabouts of the Blood Ancestor from his mouth?
This idea is too naive. The Blood Ancestor has the ability to take over Aihorst's body at any time. With this kind of control, he can naturally let it keep secrets for him forever.
Therefore, it is better to kill him and let the Blood Ancestor lose his left and right arms and fall into panic.
A few minutes later, there was a pile of stumps on the ground, white blood flowed all over the ground, and bloodthirsty nematodes squirmed like maggots, eager to enter a new host.
"It's a pity that I was unlucky and didn't catch this old guy Palmer..."
On the side, Duke took out a small iron pot from his pocket and shook it casually.
There was no movement.
The gasoline inside had long been used up, and the sharp weapon for destroying corpses and traces was gone. He turned to look at Lu Li.
"He must be nearby, he can't run far."
Lu Li's tone was determined.
Four security teams, special soul-returning corpses, and loyal servants of blood ancestors. If this lineup were not used to protect Palmer, a powerful tycoon, who would it be?
"Go back to the first floor first..."
The old man was about to make a suggestion when he heard a voice above his head——
"Good evening, three visitors."
The sound is clear and powerful.
Lu Li raised his head and found that the LCD TV hanging on the wall had automatically turned on, and a strong black man appeared on the screen.
Judging from the items near him, it should be inside a high-end car.
"I am Mr. Palmer's personal bodyguard Duncan. First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Lu and your friends for showing mercy and not killing the members of the security team."
Hearing this, Lu Li paused for a moment and thought about why the other party took the initiative to contact him.
beg for mercy?
It doesn't feel like much.
Seek cooperation?
It is indeed possible.
A careerist who could die at any time suddenly sees that his former partner can not only eat and drink, but also has the strength to carry a knife and kill people, and is more fierce than a young man. While feeling envious, he will definitely want to find out why.
Can live long.
Thinking of this, Lu Li turned to look at the old man.
At this moment, Abraham, who had picked up a human head for nothing, was in high spirits. He was holding a sword crutch with one hand and looked up at the screen. He had a premonition: tonight, he would see an old friend he had not seen for decades again.
Sure enough, the next moment, an old face appeared on the screen.
Palmer, the leader of the top consortium!
Duke made his judgment silently.
The next words of the black man Duncan also confirmed this guess: "You three, Mr. Palmer wants to negotiate a deal with you."
After saying that, he disappeared from the screen, leaving only the sick old man facing the camera alone.
"Long time no see, Abraham."
Palmer straightened his suit, pulled himself together and said hello to the old man.
However, Lu Li still noticed the weakness in his tone, as if he was not going to die soon.
sand……
This was the sound of the old man drawing his sword. He pointed the Sadhu Sword at the opponent across the screen and scolded: "You hypocritical snake, you actually colluded with the Blood Ancestor for your own selfishness!"
"That's right...ahem..."
At this time, Palmer did not deny or defend. He forced out a smile and said, "Man, I really miss the days when we worked together."
Chapter completed!