Scorpion touched the scar on his neck with a face full of hatred, and what happened two years ago came to mind. The enchanting woman named Amy in front of him, naked and with almost perfect breasts, climbed into his bed. He thought it was another time to relive it.
Infinitely memorable adventures.
However, the reality was far from what he thought. When Amy kissed his neck crazily, she bit down hard. He was shocked and wanted to push this woman away. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he couldn't move. He let it go.
He gradually lost consciousness, and when he woke up, he saw an unforgettable scene.
Amy, who looked pale and weak, still had blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, her fangs were exposed, and she stuck out her tongue to lick it back and forth, saying that his blood was very fresh, sweet, and extremely tempting. At that moment, he was stunned and at a loss as he appeared in front of him.
The scene was beyond the limit of his imagination, and the picture was distorted like a nightmare.
Hateful, not a dream.
He clearly felt the changes in himself. It turned out that he gained Amy's first embrace and became her descendant. How absurd and bizarre, but it really happened to him.
The vampire legend...is not a legend!
Now he is a monster. He often has the urge to suck human blood. Thanks to his strong willpower, he can endure it for ten days and a half. He also sucks animal plasma. When he is really weak, he sucks human blood obtained from the hospital blood bank.
Blood.
"My dear, don't look at me like this. It is your honor to be my descendant. You have a tough vitality far beyond ordinary people. You should thank me and be loyal to me." The ferocity on Amy's face gradually dissipated and returned to its original state.
She is so beautiful and charming, as she said, not everyone can win her first embrace.
Vampires have extremely strict rules for developing descendants. The selected person must be outstanding, otherwise it will be a waste of energy and an insult to the family.
"Bah!" Scorpion spat fiercely and said angrily: "I don't care!"
Amy frowned, her beautiful eyes filled with anger. At the same time, Scorpion felt his heart twitch violently, and huge pain spread throughout his body. The tough man who had killed countless people fell to the ground, trembling like chaff. He became Amy's descendant, and he could not get rid of it in this life.
control.
"Amy..." The old man playing with the cane finally spoke. Amy understood and stopped torturing the disobedient Scorpion. In just ten seconds, Scorpion was as weak as a puddle of mud.
"Child, you are already a member of our Menlatu family. If you don't follow my instructions, I will send people to kill your friends, comrades, and their relatives one by one. The relatives of your relatives will let three or five people be killed.
You decide for yourself whether you want to be controlled by me or let countless people die." After the old man finished speaking tepidly, he stood up slowly, his thin and pale face filled with strong self-confidence that those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish.
Scorpion struggled to get up and sneered stubbornly.
"I'll give you three days." The old man ignored Scorpion's provocative gesture and turned around to walk out. Amy glanced at Scorpion coldly and followed him away.
The scorpion looked up and laughed wildly, his laughter was sad and sorrowful, and the tiger's eyes were shining with tears, hurting his brother... He couldn't do it, so he rushed to the coffee table, grabbed the brown medicine bottle left by the old man, and smashed it as hard as he could to vent his anger.
, orange pills are scattered on the ground. These pills are thousands of times more poisonous than heroin. If you take one, you will become addicted and it will be difficult to quit.
The old bastard wants him to use these pills to control the top management of Arctic Fox, including several good brothers who have been through life and death, except Yang Zi. Amy once said that only Yang Zi and he are qualified to become descendants of the Monlatou family in Arctic Fox. The implication is that they want to
Yang Zi turned into a monster like him.
what to do?
Scorpion squatted down with his head in his hands, thinking painfully.
The helicopter passed over the Swiss border city of Interlaken and entered French airspace. In the back seat of the cabin, Amy hesitated for a moment and asked the old man next to her the question that had troubled her for a long time: "You said when you first embraced me, you can escape from the world..."
.It is a doctrine that members of the seven major families must abide by. Violators will be severely punished. Why now..."
"This is the decision of the Holy Blood Council. I don't have the authority to ask why." The old man laughed at himself, folding his hands and pressing the cane between his legs, thoughtfully.
There is a proverb in the East: If anything happens, you will become a monster.
The ancient powerful men who dominate the Holy Blood Council are waking up from hibernation one after another, which means that something big is about to happen.
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CEIBS' multimedia lecture theaters are luxurious, with solid wood tables and real swivel chairs with armrests. They are very comfortable to sit on and are thousands of times more powerful than dry benches in ordinary universities.
Yang Chen Xiaoyu came early and occupied the third row facing the podium. He chatted in a low voice, and more and more people came until the seats were full.
Xiaoyu looked around and saw that not only was no one absent from class or asking for leave, but there were also some talented people who were qualified to come to CEIBS to audit, including many well-known experts and scholars.
"Mr. Wu is really awesome." Xiaoyu turned to Yang Chen and sighed.
Yang Chen smiled and nodded. He had three major classes today. The first class was "Macroeconomics". The teacher who taught this class was famous and recognized as a giant in the economics field. He could influence the formulation of economic policies of the State Council. Experts and scholars came to listen.
Not surprising.
"Xiao Yang..." Dong Kaiwen's voice came from behind Yang Chen.
Yang Chen turned around and saw old Dong He Bing sitting side by side on the left side of the fifth row, looking at him with a smile. Since they were separated by a row of people, it was inconvenient to say more, so they looked at each other with a smile and said hello.
"What level do you think Yueyue's boyfriend is at?" He Bing asked Dong Kaiwen in a low voice.
"Do you really think of me as the dazzling Sun Wukong?" Dong Kaiwen looked at his beautiful fiancée with a wry smile.
He Bingjiao said angrily: "Isn't your judgment always very accurate?"
"It varies from person to person. Anyway, Xiao Yang, I'm not sure. You're so curious...could it be because you want someone handsome to eat young grass?" Dong Kaiwen teased He Bing.
"You're an old cow!" He Bing gave Dong Kaiwen a charming look. Under the table, their hands were tightly held, and their love was lingering. From falling in love to getting engaged, after eight years of long-distance love, their love was as strong as gold.
The school bell rings.
An old man with white hair and thick black-rimmed glasses walked slowly into the classroom as the bell rang. More than two hundred people in the classroom stood up and applauded. The warm applause lasted for a long time and contributed to the formulation of many economic policies after the reform and opening up of the Republic.
The old man expressed his high respect.
With a smile on his face, Mr. Wu nodded repeatedly, showed humility and kindness, stepped onto the podium, and began to teach.
The faculty of CEIBS is indeed ahead of other business schools in Asia. In addition to Mr. Wu, the teachers who teach the other two classes are also well-established.
Pedro Reno.
President of the Institute of International Management, senior advisor to the World Bank, and director of Harvard University.
Romano Prodi.
Former European and American President, former Italian Prime Minister, and founder of the Italian school of industrial economics.
After finishing these three classes on Saturday, Xiaoyu exclaimed that he was lucky to have followed Yang Chen to CEIBS to study for his MBA, otherwise he would never have had the opportunity to listen to the earnest teachings of these talented people.
