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Chapter 417 Mysterious Blood Race

The foreigner who received more than a dozen slaps was almost crying. He couldn't figure out whether this guy who was like a mother-in-law had something wrong with his brain. He didn't even ask anything, so he just gave himself a dozen slaps first. This guy was mentally ill.

Be perverted!

"I ask you, if you dare to hide something, you know the consequences."

Duanmuqing looked at the foreigner and said calmly.

He doesn't look fierce at all now. He looks a bit weak due to his appearance. Especially now that he brushed the bangs on his head with his hand while talking, it makes people think that he is a weak guy, and he is different from fierce.

It's not related at all.

But the foreigner who had just been slapped more than a dozen times didn't think so. In his eyes, Duanmuqing was a pervert, a pervert who looked like a girl, so he nodded without hesitation.

"Which of you, what is the purpose of coming here?" Duanmuqing looked at him and asked lightly.

"We obeyed the orders of Count Paul. We came here today to check whether that thing is still in the cave." As soon as Duanmuqing finished speaking, the old guy said quickly.

It was obvious that he was frightened by Duanmuqing just now.

After hearing his words, Momo frowned. Of course he knew the name Paul, and I was going to attend Paul's appointment today.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Duanmuqing couldn't help but nodded, then frowned, looking at the dark hole in the back, feeling a little strange, not knowing what was inside the hole.

"What's in this hole?" Duanmuqing couldn't help but asked him.

"There is a corpse, a very powerful corpse." The foreigner continued.

This time, not only Duanmuqing, but also Mu Mu couldn't help but frown.

This incident was somewhat beyond their expectations. No one could have imagined that these guys came here in the middle of the night and just wanted to steal a corpse. Is there anything different about that corpse?

"What corpse?" Duanmuqing asked next.

"I don't know the origin of that corpse. Only Duke Paul knows what it is. It is said that the corpse was discovered by the Japanese. They built a secret base here just to study the corpse, but in the end

I don’t know why, this base was abandoned. After the Japanese were defeated, the body remained here. Duke Paul checked a lot of information to confirm this matter. We came here today just to see that body.

Is the body still inside?"

"Who is Duke Paul?" Duanmuqing couldn't help but ask after hearing him talking about Paul.

Mu Mu frowned and started to tell him about Paul.

When Paul came to the shop, the wood was always there, so he knew everything about him.

Duanmuqing frowned after hearing Mu Mu's words.

He is a very smart man. After listening to Mu Mu's words and the old guy's words, Duanmuqing knew what the problem was.

The old guy didn't lie. That Paul came to China this time just for the things in the hole.

He wanted to buy a shop because it was close to the entrance of the cave.

What is in that hole?

"What else do you know?" Duanmuqing looked at the old guy coldly and asked.

Looking at Duanmu Qing, the foreigner quickly shook his head and said, "We all follow Count Paul's orders. I really don't know anything else."

"Yeah." Duanmuqing nodded, then stared at him closely.

This foreigner is a zombie, there is no need to doubt this.

But Duanmuqing couldn't figure out how these foreigners turned into zombies, and why they didn't think they were zombies, but said they were some kind of vampire, and they seemed to be very awesome.

Being stared at by Duanmuqing, the old guy's nervous head was dripping with sweat, fearing that this woman-like guy would fall out again and beat him up.

"Tell me, how did you become a zombie?" Duanmuqing looked at him and asked.

The old guy swallowed, smiled bitterly, and said, "We are not zombies, we are vampires."

Hearing his words, Duanmuqing frowned, raised his hand and slapped him.

"Fuck, don't care what it is, I'm asking you how you became like this!" Duanmu Qing said coldly.

The foreigner who received the slap felt a little aggrieved. He was a noble vampire, and he could not be compared to the lowly beings like zombies.

However, he was afraid of being beaten and did not dare to argue any more. He could only say honestly: "I am more capable of becoming a noble vampire. It is entirely because of Count Paul. He made me become a vampire."

After hearing his words, Duanmu Qing suddenly became interested.

You must know that the conditions for becoming a zombie are very strict. The corpse must be buried in a place with extremely heavy Yin energy without decaying, and it must absorb the Yin energy from heaven and earth over time to become a zombie.

Of course, there is another way, that is, people who are bitten by zombies and infected with corpse poison will also turn into zombies.

However, this kind of zombies are often of a lower level and have almost no intelligence, because they are only zombies after being poisoned by corpse poison, rather than beings that gradually develop their own intelligence underground, so they are not the same.

But there is one exception, and that is a very high-level and powerful zombie. If he wants to turn a person into a zombie, he can easily do it without making the person lose his or her intelligence.

This guy said that he was turned into a zombie by Count Paul. Could it be that that Paul was a very powerful zombie?

"Tell me, what is all this about?" Duanmuqing asked him.

"I have been a servant of the Earl's family since I was a child, and I have also served the Earl since I was a child. However, the Earl has always had the same face since I was a child, and I have never seen him grow old. Therefore, I have known since I was a child that the Earl is definitely not

He is an ordinary person, so I serve him more carefully."

Hearing this, Duanmuqing and Mumu looked at each other and determined that the Count Paul he was talking about was a zombie, and a very high-level zombie.

"I have been serving the count for more than thirty years. Finally one day, the count found me and asked me if I wanted to have an almost endless lifespan and become a noble vampire. I agreed without hesitation, so that day the count bit me

My neck sucked my blood, and I became a vampire."

Hearing this, Duanmu Qing couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders, feeling that things were a bit nonsensical.

Damn it, the existence of zombies has always been considered evil in China. I didn’t expect that there is such a serious inheritance abroad.

And being able to become a vampire seems to be an honor for this old guy.

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