Chapter 22: ready

The Grand House was wrapped in dim light, Benjamin lying on the dome narrowed his eyes, watching the sun disappear a little below the horizon, the first day three days before the full moon, it was still a calm past Too. August 1? Chinese ▼ ★ ▲ www.81zw.com ●
Benjamin jumped off the dome and lay back on the bed on the second floor of the warehouse. The werewolf closed his eyes and his chest slowly undulated, driving away the accumulated dryness, allowing him to calm down the messy senses of the outside world and gradually go to sleep. At this time, the heart of the vampire began to creep, and his feelings for the world gradually recovered, and Zac opened his eyes.
Zac looks at the dark basement ceiling and slowly adjusts his heart rhythm. He needs to save and try his best to slow down his heartbeat and make the blood flow slower.
In the vampire genre, there are some unknown clans who admire hard work. They only eat 70 milliliters of blood a day, which is the blood needed for the heart to beat once, to maintain their lives to the minimum. Obviously, our vampire Zac is not such a person, he already feels hungry.
Zac slowly walked out of the basement, knowing that this hunger will become more and more serious, until after the full moon, this idea makes Zac a little more irritable out of thin air.
"How are you today, Hank?" Zac walked out of the stairwell and pushed open the back door of the Grand House and saw the old Hank sitting on the porch.
"Fair." Old Hank grunted, turned around, entered the room, and walked to the room on the second floor.
Zac shrugged helplessly and turned back into the room. He wanted to see Alice. August 1 ■ Chinese Network. www.81zw.com? Now Alice is watching TV in the bedroom on the second floor. At 7 o'clock every day, Alice will stay in a cooking show called "Cook's Kitchen", which is a hobby of the banshee.
The phone rang, Zac sighed and turned, pushed open the side door of the office, and answered the phone: "Grand House ..."
"Zac? Zac! Help me!" The other party's voice was low, and the other party was nervous.
"Who are you?" Zac didn't remember who it was for a moment.
"Ryan! Ryan! This is Ryan! My brother, Ryan! He wants to hunt me! Help me!"
Zac frowned: "Where are you?"
"Becky East Street, Ivy Club!" The other party's voice was full of confusion.
"Why should I help you?" Zach raised his brows and said calmly. Well, vampires have no affection for this earth-bound spirit, especially after knowing that the other party can drink their own potions and die. Before, it was already kind to remind him not to contact his brother. Is it good to risk him now? No.
"I ..." The other person's voice seemed to be choked up, "I don't have anyone to ask for help! You must help me!"
"You can ask your parents for help."
"No ... they have no choice! Rui, Rui burned my body! Connor! Connor is the only thing I still have! Please! I didn't ask too much! I know my brother! He won't stop until I completely destroy it! "
Zac frowned again, thinking, and the event gradually became clear. Eight ◆ One ■ Chinese website www.81zw.com ▼ It turned out to be like this, really a twisted family.
"Are you ready?" Zack asked.
"Okay!" The other party seemed to be relieved when he heard Zac's sigh of relief: "I have everything ready, Ivy Club, second floor, third stairs from top to bottom."
Zac hung up the phone.
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[Reipt High School] Becky East Street on the west side, [Avril's Club] the stars dotted on the signboard and a row of small letters below-"no alcohol", use it with other bars for real adults Separated. The front door and front window of the club's frontage are covered with Raipter's poster-‘Beaver Celebration Party! ! ’
Ravench took James to open the front door, young boys and girls in various dresses holding red paper cups and dancing in the music. The bar has been occupied by a row of huge plastic buckets, 'soda', which is a sign posted on the bucket wall. But James has seen that a teenager with a Marshat type secretly poured a bottle of unlabeled liquid into a bucket.
James frowned and pushed ‘Marshat’ away, took the bottle and smelled it, and threw the agave of the label into the trash can under the glare of a bunch of teenagers!
"You're so tight." Ravenci glanced at James. "Some of these children are already eighteen. Don't be so strict."
"But they are still high school students." James sneered. "They can wait until college!"
"Well." Rivenchi smiled. "I like your strictness."
"Don't talk to me in this tone!" James' face was very bad. "Where is the 'monster'? If nothing happens! I have more important places to go!"
Ravench ’s eyes looked at the corner of the club, a young man standing with a paper cup:
There, that ’s the‘ monster ’you ’re looking for.

James's eyes immediately became alert. "Which one? A child in a quarterback coat?"
"Hehe." Ravenci patted James on the shoulder. "He's not a child."
"Don't touch me!" James moved his body away: "How to solve 'him'?"
"It's a little trouble." Rivenchi pouted: "Pierced his heart with a coffin nail and burned it all."
James frowned, and Ravenci's method had made him uncomfortable, and he looked at the teenager's face, which already corresponded to the photo on the poster. This teenager is not an ordinary person, but the four of the Beavers. The point guard Conner Herman, the son of Barton Motorsports tycoon William Herman!
"Are you sure ?!" James is really curious about the hunter's skills and hopes to learn, but now he really can't see what is special about the guy named Connor. If Ravenci's judgment is wrong, then he is not protecting the citizens, but murder!
"Oh! I'm pretty sure! Do you want to know why? Look!" There was a trace of strangeness in Rivenchi's eyes. He walked a few steps and yelled at the corner: "Yo! Ryan! Miss me?"
Ryan in the corner was shocked, and his eyes quickly turned to the man with Polo tie, then turned around and ran away!
The teenagers dancing around looked at the man who was screaming in surprise. Someone showed that their quarterback was pushing away the crowd and running back.
"Hey! Connor! Where are you going?"
The sight of the teenagers shifted, and the man moved. He turned away the troubled boys and girls and chased back!
"Hey! What are you doing!" ...
The chaotic cries spread among the crowd, and Ravenc stared closely at the escaping teenager!
James froze a little, ‘Ryan’, ‘Ryan’, he remembered the name. Do n’t forget that James investigated Ravenci! Ryan Blast, Ravench Blast's younger brother who died suddenly three years ago! Like the first two, James set aside the teenagers who didn't know what was born and chased them!