In an inconspicuous cabin, Delia was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Blood Shadow Totty was leaning on the sofa on the other side. Although his eyes were on the TV, his eyes were a little wandering.
Xueying's limbs were broken by Yang Hao before, and now it's only been a week since that battle. Xueying looks completely uninjured at this moment, but his face seems to be two points paler than before.
Delia was barefoot, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a bag of potato chips in her hand, stuffing potato chips into her little mouth from time to time, and watching TV with relish.
Suddenly, Delia turned her head, glanced at the blood shadow as if casually, and said lightly: "Why, you are not willing to accept it, you are not convinced?"
Xue Ying, who was distracted, suddenly came back to his senses, was startled, and quickly denied: "No, no."
After thinking about it, he seemed to feel that his statement might not be convincing, and added: "There is a Chinese saying that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. Since you lose and pay the price, there is nothing to complain about. After all, you survived, right?
What's more, Master, you are an atavist, and Yang Hao is also a powerful Chinese practitioner, so I am not unjust."
Delia glanced at the blood shadow, then turned her gaze back to the TV screen, and stuffed a potato chip into her mouth: "Actually, you should thank me. If it weren't for this bloody soul lock, do you think Yang Hao would let it go?
You, in his heart nothing is more important than his relatives and friends, your life is not valuable in his eyes."
Xue Ying thought about Yang Hao's sudden awakening without hesitation in interrupting his own limbs, and felt a cold war in his heart: "Yang Hao has killed many people in his hands, and the murderous aura in him is very strong...much stronger than me."
Delia didn't know much about Yang Hao's past, but in the brief contact, she got to know Yang Hao better and knew what he cared about and what he didn't care about.
Xueying thought about Yang Hao's original arrangement and couldn't help but ask: "What exactly is he planning to do?"
Delia shook her head: "I don't know either."
Xueying couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Master, your relationship with him..."
"Friends." Delia replied calmly.
Xueying was still a little curious, how could the vampires make friends with Eastern cultivators, but after hearing Delia's voice, he finally shut his mouth. Now his life was in Delia's hands.
, as long as Delia uses the secret technique of locking the soul with blood, she can easily kill him.
Delia seemed to see through the anxiety and uneasiness in Xueying's heart, and said calmly: "Don't worry, as long as you do what we tell you, I won't care about you else, you can do whatever you want."
Xueying breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and was about to say something when he suddenly pricked up his ears and whispered: "Someone is coming."
Delia narrowed her eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the door, then relaxed again, put down the potato chips in her hand, showed a relaxed look on her face, and stood up from the sofa:
"he came."
Xueying was stunned, is he here?
Delia walked to the door and opened the door. Outside the door, Yang Hao, wearing a peaked cap, raised his head and smiled at Delia: "Hi."
Delia opened the door and waited until Yang Hao entered the room before closing the door. Yang Hao walked into the room and saw Xue Ying standing up from the sofa quickly. There was a slight surprise in his eyes: "It seems that you vampires
His recovery ability is not bad either. He recovered from such a serious injury within a week."
Xueying looked at the man in front of him and didn't know what to call Yang Hao for a while, so he could only remain silent.
Yang Hao looked at the tangled look on Xue Ying's face, smiled and sat down on the sofa: "Be casual, since you have become Delia's blood servant, then we are all on the same team, don't worry about us
What will happen to you?"
"Yes, Mr. Yang." Xueying nodded and agreed.
"Is this where you spent this week?" Yang Hao smiled and looked at the environment of the house. Watching the family life drama on TV and seeing the potato chips on the coffee table, he couldn't help but feel a little funny:
"Delia, you actually like watching TV series like this?"
Delia shrugged her shoulders and chuckled: "It's just to kill time anyway, just look around."
Delia walked to sit next to Yang Hao and asked softly: "What are your plans now?"
Yang Hao turned to look at Xue Ying: "Did you live in Memphis before?"
Xueying nodded: "Mr. Yang, do you have any instructions?"
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Since you live here, you must be very familiar with it. Can you help me get a sports car? The kind with good performance and suitable for drag racing?"
"A sports car?" Xueying nodded without hesitation: "No problem, many rich people have luxury sports cars at home. Just steal one, or buy one..."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. You go and get one for me. It doesn't matter whether you buy it or steal it. I only have one request. Don't let anyone find out about you. Don't let anyone find it.
Do you know who bought the car? Is there any problem?"
"No problem, it's very simple. Leave it to me. When do you want it?"
"It will be used on Tuesday, and the car must be in place before Monday night."
"OK!"
Delia asked curiously: "Why do you get such a sports car?"
"Buying a sports car is naturally for racing."
"Racing?" Delia and Xueying were both a little confused, but Yang Hao didn't explain it to them. He just smiled and said, "You will know it by then."
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On Tuesday afternoon, Yang Hao appeared on the Jiaotuoshan track driving the Porsche 911 that Xueying obtained from someone unknown.
Jiaotuo Mountain is located on the outskirts of Memphis. There is Gobi sand everywhere. A wide road is located next door. In this wide Gobi desert, it is crowded with people and very lively.
The roar of the engine comes one after another, there are all kinds of beautiful girls wearing three-point bikinis, and all kinds of luxury cars of different brands fill every corner of this neighborhood.
This is the Jiaotuoshan Circuit, a lively place where all the guys who love cars and drag racing gather. There are many people here every day, but the real excitement is on the 1st and 15th of every month.
A large number of people will gather during these two days, and these people will turn this place into a noisy sea.
Today is the 15th, which is the carnival day for the drag racing community that happens once every half month. When Yang Hao showed up driving the modified Porsche 911, he immediately attracted the attention of many people, and many beauties rushed with ardent eyes.
They greeted Yang Hao who was sitting in the driver's seat, and some even came up to chat with him directly.
"Hey, handsome, can I sit in your passenger seat?"
"This is my phone number. Call me when you have time."
Yang Hao drove slowly through the crowded area. After driving only about a hundred meters, there were at least six or seven beauties greeting her, and she also received a few phone numbers inserted into them.
At this time, Yang Hao has completely changed his appearance. With blue eyes and hard lines, he looks like a handsome Western boy. His appearance is completely different from his own. Even if Yang Hao's friends stand on
In front of Yang Hao, Yang Hao could not be recognized.
Yang Hao ignored the beauties who were chatting with him and quietly looked for his target.
After gliding for about two hundred meters, Yang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up and he stopped on a Bugatti Veyron. The license plate recorded in his heart marked the owner of this car, who was the target Yang Hao was looking for.
Michael Toledo.
Delia once gave Yang Hao Michael's information. One of Michael's hobbies was drag racing. After another in-depth investigation by Yang Hao, he got some useful information.
On the 1st and 15th of every month, as long as there is nothing particularly important, Michael will go to the Jiaotuoshan Speedway. There are racing cars at this speedway, and naturally there is gambling. Michael not only loves racing, but also likes gambling, so every day
He would never miss such a grand event.
Every time Michael attends, he will be accompanied by several bodyguards. However, Yang Hao has no way of determining whether these bodyguards are all vampires or ordinary people. It is not easy to attack him in this place, so Yang Hao will decide where to attack him.
The choice was on the track.
Michael is very famous here because of his great driving skills. Very few people can beat him. I don’t know if it has something to do with his family lineage.
Yang Hao parked his car casually not far from Michael's car. At the same time, he also saw Michael standing not far from the Bugatti Veyron.
He wore a pair of sunglasses on his face, with his left and right arms holding a sexy beauty in scantily clad clothes. He was laughing and talking about something with two or three men next to him, and he seemed to be having a great time talking.
Yang Hao stopped the car and got out of the car, when a young man with a black panther tattooed on his arm came over: "Hey, man, is this your first time?"
Yang Hao looked around and replied casually: "Well, I heard that there are some masters here, so I came over to have some fun. Can you make arrangements?"
The young man smiled and said: "Of course you can, I just don't know how you are going to play and how big a game you are going to play?"
Yang Hao turned his head and stared at the young man, looking very arrogant: "What's the maximum number of games you can play here?"
The young man's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "The key depends on the opponent. The highest record here is 50 million US dollars. The winner or loser is determined in one round... How big are you going to play? Can I arrange it for you?"
Yang Hao said casually: "What's the biggest one now?"
"Two million dollars, driver Carroll, he is looking for a rival, do you want to play a game with him?"
Yang Hao frowned: "Two million dollars is so little, isn't there something bigger? Forget it, let's warm up first, and you can make some arrangements for me."
As Yang Hao spoke, he casually took out a wad of money from his pocket, pulled out a few and threw them to the young man: "It's better to hurry up, I'm going to play a few more games." (To be continued)