244 Chapter 44, Father

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"Do you often do this? You like to hook up with women when you are on a business trip."

the woman asked.

"No."

The man laughed.

"It's a lie, it looks like a veteran."

"It's not that you are too beautiful, I can't help it."

The man sighed.

"I can't help it, it's really stinky."

The woman put her head on the man's chest, Jiaohan asked: "If I eat you, what will happen to you?"

"Hmph, baby, where do you want to start eating?"

The man joked.

"What do you say?"

She suddenly raised her head and asked, "You're so simple, I'm afraid it's not the first time you've come to this city."

The man pretended to be deep: "I did come from another city, but I am not innocent at all."

"hehe."

A piece of white cloth suddenly protruded from the darkness, and wrapped the head around the woman's head. She only had time to let out a short muffled groan before being dragged by an invisible force and disappearing into the darkness.

The man on the bed was taken aback by the sudden shock, and kicked his legs back in horror, "Who!?"

No one answered in the dark, only the woman who had accompanied him just now let out a muffled groan when she struggled and resisted desperately. There are also the sounds of various utensils being smashed in the dark.

He copied his clothes and retreated to the corner of the wall, curled up in a ball, sweating profusely, "I, I, I warn you, you will be legally responsible for breaking into other people's houses."

Still no one answered, and nothing was seen. A few seconds later, the woman's moans and struggles became smaller and smaller until they disappeared. The man became more and more frightened. At this moment, he suddenly realized a problem. The room was too dark. Why was the hotel he was staying in so dark.

With the sound of light footsteps, broken glass shards, a pair of dim golden eyes appeared in front of him.

"Just came to this city?"

The owner of the eyes asked the same thing.

"Yes, it is"

"Let's go early, this place is not safe."

The owner of the eyes finished speaking calmly, helped him open the cabinet in the room, and then dragged the woman along and disappeared into the room.

After an unknown amount of time, the light in the room was turned on by the man tremblingly. The sofa in the room was knocked over during the fight just now, and the glass coffee table was shattered to the ground. And in the opened cabinet, there were three shriveled corpses, piled up in a mess like food waste.

From a distance came a small scream, the scream of a frightened man.

Hoffa looked flat. He was wearing a waiter's wine red suit, pushing a silver dining car, and politely greeted the guests in the hotel as he walked.

At this moment, he was in a honey-colored marble corridor somewhere in a very luxurious hotel. Nearby is the LesAmbassadeurs restaurant, filled with crystal chandeliers and decorated with 7 different marbles, the walls are covered with 17th and 18th century tapestries, chandeliers, gilded and brocade furniture.

Hoffa and Ryan searched the city for the source of the plague non-stop, but to no avail. Although they also caught a few vampires, they were all low-level blood slaves who knew nothing about the upper-level affairs.

As time passed, the law and order in Bournemouth became more and more chaotic.

Every morning, several corpses appeared on the street. Those ragged corpses were lying stiffly in every corner of the city with satisfied smiles on their faces.

And those soldiers who wrapped themselves tightly were completely reduced to the existence of scavengers. During the day, they cleaned up the dead bodies on the street with a look of desperation. At night, they closed the door tightly, praying that bad luck would not happen to them.

The surviving citizens even dug a large pit outside the city, and threw those unclaimed corpses into the bottom of the pit, the number was terrifying.

In the end, they abandoned the civilian areas on the fringes of the city and infiltrated Bournemouth's most exclusive neighborhoods, hoping to find some clues here.

When he reached the end of the corridor, Ryan got out from another room holding a heavy silver tray. The owner of that room also took out a tip of ten pence and stuffed it in his chest. Ryan nodded and bowed his thanks, and closed the door for him.

The two moved forward together, and Ryan complained in a low voice while walking: "Why do I have to dress up like this, can't I just pretend to be a resident?"

"Guests can't wander around in the hotel casually, which is very detrimental to our search targets. It is easy to be seen."

"Merlin Beard, I'm one of the best students at Hogwarts, but you asked me to serve Muggles."

"When you graduate and go to the Ministry of Magic and Gringotts for an internship, it may not be as beautiful as it is now."

A row of black lines appeared above Ryan's head, and after a while, he replied aggrievedly: "You are really professional in playing this kind of role. Could it be that you went to work as a male waiter in a hotel this year when you disappeared?"

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk too much."

"The people of Ravenclaw are really strange, wait, have you caught a high-ranking vampire?"

"I'm not sure, maybe it's another low-level blood slave. I won't know the details until after the interrogation."

"I'll come this time," Ryan vowed, "I promise that she will tell the secrets of the three generations of her ancestors."

Hoffago gave him a look.

They walked into the hotel elevator and flipped a switch.

The elevator descended from the top floor. When the elevator reached the middle, Hoffa held down the wall of the elevator. The gears of the elevator were stuck due to the transformation technique, and the elevator stopped in a closed corner of the floor. There was no monitoring in this era, but he still checked it carefully. After confirming that there were no hidden dangers, he pulled back the white cloth on the dining car.

In the silver dining car, there was a pale blonde beauty imprisoned. She was wearing a V-shaped low-cut backless dress, purple, curled up her slender thighs, her feet were tied, her hands were tied to her chest, and her mouth was tied. There is also a tape on it. She was stuck in the small dining car unable to move, and the smoky makeup around her eyes was blurred by tears.

It was the woman Hoffa had kidnapped from the previous room.

The white waiter's glove morphs into a black metallic magic glove on the palm. Hoffa checked the time and said to Ryan, "We have about ten minutes before anyone else finds out."

"This is the target you tracked down?"

Ryan looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong?"

"I thought you were tracking down a higher-level male vampire."

"After interrogating her, we have a clue."

He tore the seal around the woman's mouth. The woman showed her two sharp canine teeth, howled and whimpered at the two of them,

"Don't be fierce, it's useless. We'll let you go after asking." Hoffa said to Ryan, "Come on, ask."

Ryan hesitated, he looked at the woman's face hesitantly, his Adam's apple twitched up and down for a moment, unable to speak.

Seeing Ryan's appearance, the vampire's expression became weeping, pitiful, with tears in the corners of his eyes, Ryan turned his head and whispered to Hoffa: "This"

"Ok?"

Hoffa asked him: "When I found her, she had sucked three people into mummies."

Ryan's arms tightened, his eyes became clearer, he pulled out his wand, and shouted sharply: "Stop playing with those flowers in front of me, and say, who made you look like this?"

The vampire's eyes stopped on the wand in Ryan's hand, sobbing and whispering: "Wizard."

"Both, by the way," Ryan pointed at Hoffa: "Don't think we will sympathize with you, we are the most ruthless wizards in the whole of England, we have no feelings!"

"Since I'm a wizard, I'll do as you please." The glamorous vampire stuck out her long tongue, licked her lips, raised her neck, and looked like a martyr: "Come on, I won't resist."

While speaking, an invisible force of charm came out, and Ryan's body swayed, his legs went limp, which was different from those low-level people he met before. Every tiny movement of the woman in front of her seemed to have a strong provocative effect, making her hormones soaring.

Hoffa helplessly covered his face. However, he didn't blame Ryan. His mental power had become difficult to shake due to years of meditation, but not every wizard had the ability to meditate. Ryan is just a seventeen-year-old male creature with full blood and vigor. It is understandable for him to experience a hormonal explosion when he meets such a stunner.

He pulled Ryan behind him and said calmly, "We just want to ask you a few questions, and after we're done, it doesn't matter where you go."

The vampire glanced at him, and a hint of alertness flashed in his eyes: "Hmph, you bastard, you suddenly covered my head with a cloth while others were eating, isn't it too ungentlemanly?"

"If I could make you speak, I would do even more rogue things."

He squatted down and looked directly into the vampire's eyes: "I know there is a higher-level vampire above you, and he is in this city. I also want to know, who is the person at the end? Why does he want to be in this city?" A plague of blood spread in the city."

"I don't know, I'm just a low-level blood servant, but a tool for those high-level adults to vent their desires. You ask me such a private question, how should I answer it?"

It twisted its slender and tender thigh pitifully: "I drink the blood of those Muggles just because I want to eat, just like you eat pigs and cows, just because I have to. Besides, I didn't take the initiative to become Like this, you blame me, what's the use?"

Hoffa shut his mouth.

"That's right," it said softly, "Look, eating and mating are all in nature. Why do you blame me because of nature? You can't let me commit suicide."

"What did I say to blame you?"

Hoffa said slowly.

"Since you don't blame me, then let me go, at least... don't tie me up so tightly." The female vampire raised her wrist, "You can imprison me, I can chat with you, play games with you, and even I can help you with housework."

Her eyes flowed in front of Hoffa and Ryan like water waves, which contained all kinds of amorous feelings, it seemed that with just one more look, she could forget everything and immediately ecstasy with her on the spot.

Ryan on the side turned his head away, his breathing was a little short, his fists were clenched tightly, and he was a little unstable.

Hoffa stood up, looking down at her.

Then he turned his head and said to Ryan: "If there is anything I have learned outside this year-it is that bad guys always have their own philosophy, because they need seemingly unbreakable reasons to support their crazy behavior. And with them The best way to deal with them is not to reason with them.”

boom! !

As soon as the words fell, the vampire was dragged out of the dining car by a huge force, lifted up, and pressed against the wall of the elevator.

"Say, who spread the plague of blood, and where is he?"

The vampire was stunned by this sudden surprise, and pretended to disappear. Like an angry female cat, she opened her mouth and hissed at Hoffa, her face became ferocious and sharp. At the same time, her struggle became extremely violent, and the huge force made the entire elevator vibrate.

In order to suppress her, Hoffa also entered the activated state without hesitation, his eyes became pure gold, no whites, no pupils, so bright and breathtaking.

A greater force held her tightly, preventing her from moving.

Seeing Hoffa's appearance, the vampire said with a difficult smile: "Hehe. With these eyes, I know you. Grindelwald's student, you are still hiding here. Do you know that your teacher wants you?"

The black gloves transformed into silver steel nails on Hoffa's arm, and he nailed the steel nails to the opponent's snow-white chest.

"Will you die if you go on like this? Or do I have to poke every corner of you to try?"

"You think... this level of threat. Humph is ridiculous. You don't know anything, Hofbach, you don't know anything."

"Stop talking nonsense and answer my question!"

"Don't even think about it. Don't even think about getting anything from me," the woman opened her mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth: "All you can get is this skin."

Looking at her decisive eyes, the light in Hoffa's eyes gradually went out and turned into a normal look. He let go of his hand and let the vampire slide from the wall to the ground.

After landing, she didn't cough or speak, but just looked at the two of them and sneered to herself.

In the elevator, there was a stalemate.

Hoffa was sure, this was a pretty advanced guy, but also a pretty hard-talking guy.

"Can't ask, Hufflepuff's great master. You have a unique skill." Hoffa reminded Ryan.

When the two wrestled, Ryan was freed from the charm. At this moment, looking at the vampire who slipped and fell to the ground, he took out a small transparent glass bottle from his trouser pocket with a complicated expression, "Three drops are enough."

Looking at the transparent glass bottle, the vampire had a premonition, the sneer on her face was put away, and she struggled in the corner, "What are you going to do?"

Hoffa squatted down, pinched her soft and delicate but cold as a corpse cheek, and forced her to open her mouth.

"Aphrodisiac."

Hoffa said with a smile: "After taking it, you will burn with desire, and if you don't find someone to fight for 3,000 rounds, it will explode on the spot."

"Don't do this, little wizard, I'm warning you. Huh."

With a muffled grunt, she opened and closed her mouth, and the glass bottle was stuffed into her mouth, at least half of the medicine was poured in.

She shook her head desperately, trying to spit it out, but Hoffa firmly held her mouth and pressed her against the corner. She struggled so hard that all the veins on her neck and forehead burst out, and her fingers turned into sharp claws.

But slowly, her struggling strength became smaller and smaller, and the mutation in her body gradually recovered. When Hoffa let go of her hand and stood up, her eyes were completely lost.

She tilted her head, opened her mouth slightly, and drooled from the corners of her mouth, like an elderly dementia patient. After she lost her self-awareness, the perverted and confusing atmosphere in the air gradually dissipated.

Ryan sighed: "I'm kidding, I still need your help"

"It's okay," Hoffa said, handing him the glass bottle.

Ryan put away the bottle, and worried again: "Three drops are enough, and Veritaserum is also very toxic."

"This is a vampire. God knows if the physiological structure is different from that of a normal person." Hoffa raised three fingers and asked the vampire, "How much is this?"

"three"

The vampire raised his head in a daze, drooling, and said paralyzed.

"what about this?"

He puts one away. "

"two."

He puts another one away.

The other party did not speak.

Hoffa nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that the veritaserum had worked. If she still had self-awareness, she would have said "one" out of habit, but she didn't.

"Your name?" he asked.

"Nineteen, I am my father's nineteenth son."

said the vampire.

"Is there no normal name?"

"In the age of ignorance, my name was Kelia, Kelia Portman."

"Then nineteen, who is your father? Did he transform you into such a person?"

"Yes, he is. He is the great god who gave me a second life, the right hand of the God of Darkness, the supreme glory of blood, the king of Bournemouth."

"I asked you what his name is?"

"I don't know, father never told us his name."

As she spoke, she smiled foolishly, twisted her body, her complexion was flushed, and she prayed devoutly like a nun: "O Father, my God."

"Does your father live in this hotel?"

"No, this hotel belongs to my brother."

"younger brother?"

"It's twenty-seven."

Hoffa didn't know which sentence touched the vampire's language switch, and she began to talk endlessly: "A fool who only wastes energy fooling around with women, one day, I will eat him and take everything from him .In the future, if I can. I will eat all the other children and become my father's only favorite."

That appearance made Hoffa shudder, he restrained his mind, and continued to ask: "Then what is the purpose of "father"?"

"Become the real prince of the blood clan, order the blood clans all over Europe, launch revenge and counterattack against wizards and human society, let the night fall into the day, and let the blood clans run rampant in the world."

"How to become a prince?"

"I don't know the process, but the main material is blood, a large amount of blood. Over the years, my father has collected the blood of all the townspeople in the surrounding area. Tonight, he will become a real blood prince, rejuvenate and immortal."

Hoffa's face turned pale, even though he was well-informed, he was also surprised by this generous gesture. In the surrounding area, he couldn't estimate the heinous crimes contained in this simple word. I still remember that after I landed, all the cities along the coastline became ghost towns. I walked with Chloe for a long time, but I didn't see a single person.

In this way, the so-called safe zone is just a cover, and the real purpose is to deceive people to come here and carry out massacres like mowing grass. What are the people of the British Ministry of Magic doing? Such an old monster appeared along the coast, and they didn't know it at all. If the students sent by Hogwarts hadn't discovered the anomaly, I'm afraid the situation would be completely out of control. Not only would the coast fall, but the whole of Britain might fall into the dark night crisis.

Gathering his mind, he confirmed, "Just tonight?"

"Just tonight,"

The drooling woman laughed, "Just tonight."

"Where? What position!?"

he asked.

"In the."

The woman wanted to answer, but she moved her mouth twice, but no sound came out.

"Where?"

Hoffa asked anxiously. He had a hunch that the manipulator behind the scenes must have something to do with Chloe's disappearance.

But the vampire tilted his head, stuck out his tongue, and drool all over the floor. After that, no matter how much Hoffa asked, she didn't mean to reply at all.

Ryan reached out to her nostrils and said, "Dizzy, you've taken too much Veritaserum."