C57

"Take off your clothes? What do you want? " Although I was puzzled, I did not dare to disobey. Even a bronze skinned Manager Qian would not be able to withstand this spear strike, not to mention me.

Manager Qian glared at me angrily and slowly started to undress. We shivered in the evening breeze until only our underwear was left. She motioned for us to step back and rummaged through the stripped clothes. Manager Qian and I watched on helplessly as she used the butt of his gun to break open the clip on his belt and took out two button sized items. When Manager Qian saw these two items, his expression immediately changed.

Her orchid-like fingers pinched the two patch bugs to show us. Since this thing could last for 48 hours, it must be because Supernatural Hunting Group thinks that I might regain some consciousness and thus, eavesdrop on my conversation with Manager Qian. When we could see, she took out a box that shielded the signal, put the bug in it, buckled it, and said, "Don't break it, or they'll know you're up to no good."

"Let's go." She put the gun away and we went to a Mazda Commercial and sat in the driver's seat. When we were in the back, we started the car and drove onto the highway.

Maybe the two bugs from before made Manager Qian believe what she said, or maybe the two men who weren't wearing anything needed a car to take us home. We looked at each other and got into the car with mixed feelings.

It was said that women were careful of each other, so they finally got to see it for themselves today. There were actually two sets of clothes prepared for me and Manager Qian in the back of the car. They were both in black suits and white shirts, and the size was pretty good for the car. I think she meant it. She wants to dress us up as gangsters.

She waited for us to change before she turned around and said, "Now you believe me?"

The Manager Qian shook his head and said: "It's just a bug, it doesn't mean anything. It might be used to protect the safety of the secret service."

Looking at this stubborn fellow, the female devil who was driving did not say anything. Instead, he took out a piece of information from the drawer under the steering wheel. It was printed on A4 paper, positive and negative, and handed it to Manager Qian.

Out of curiosity, I also went over to watch the show. It was all in English and some pictures. The first part was a bit like a brain surgery program, followed by a lot of electronic components. There were too many terms I didn't understand.

However, Manager Qian's face became paler and paler, with less and less blood color. This made the black scar on his face stand out even more. Moreover, Manager Qian's hand that was holding the A4 paper started to tremble. It was obvious that he was very active in his heart.

"Let me guess. They must have told you that it's a PT-III, right?" The evil woman began to attack mentally.

Manager Qian did not say anything and just nodded.

"I spent two weeks hacking into your database to steal this information. This is information about your operation. I wonder if I saw wrongly, or if the doctor inside Supernatural Hunting Group saw wrongly, how did I find out that they gave you a value of PTK-III? " she said mockingly.

"What's the difference?" I asked.

"Type PT-III is used only for tracking and locating agents and is implanted under the colliculus cerebri. PTK-III is based on the former, with a high-energy microcapacitor, installed in exactly the same way. However, as long as a satellite signal is connected and the code is correct, the capacitor will be instantly disrupted and the implanted person's brain will be destroyed, thus killing the implanted person. " Manager Qian clenched his teeth and answered my question. At the same time, he tore the A4 paper in his hand into tiny pieces, opened the car window and threw it out. Behind us, the road danced like a flock of white butterflies. I know that what was torn apart at the same time was not only these A4 pieces of paper, but also the loyal and honest heart of the Manager Qian. The feeling of being betrayed by someone that you trust is not pleasant, but I feel that it is worth it for the Manager Qian. From now on, he would not easily trust anyone else.

"Trust is a knife. If you hand it to someone else, they can use it to hurt you." The third sister said in a sympathetic tone. I felt weird listening to her, how come I've never seen her comfort me before?

Maybe because she saw that my expression was a little strange, she took advantage of the moment when Manager Qian was sitting there dejected and in a daze, while driving, she threw me a phone and said, "A pile of mud, don't just sit there. Look at this …"

I took it and saw that there was a video on it. I pressed the play button to watch the first shot and I almost cried out. She actually took a picture of me chanting the incantation recorded on "The Ghost Scripture" while I was hypnotized in the Six Paths of the Void with her cell phone.

To be honest, he wasn't as handsome as I had imagined. Standing in the picture of the Six Paths drawn by that dog's blood, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be in a daze. His mouth was filled with strings of Sanskrit notes, meaning that no one knew. If someone who didn't know about this saw this, they would definitely think that it was a lunatic that was lashing his horns. He was close to spitting white foam.

Manager Qian took a closer look and immediately forgot about his depression. He wasn't afraid that the miniature bomb in his head would explode. His hands kept patting the passenger seat. In the end, he simply laughed until he didn't make a sound. However, his shoulders were still shaking.

"Haha, laugh …" Dead … "Me? What are you talking about?" Manager Qian finally calmed down and said a complete sentence.

"If you were to understand something of such high grade, how would I be able to survive?" What I'm saying is, oh my god, gods and buddhas, I was somehow transported to another dimension. "I miss home, you old man, please take me home, please …" I joked too, trying to get him to forget about the chip in his head and the two months of his life remaining.

"Crazy Monkey, continue bragging!" Manager Qian added.

"Monkey?" This was the first time she heard someone call me by this nickname. She looked at me seriously and said, "You really do look like a smelly monkey, but I still prefer calling you mud, haha."

Then, as if in agreement, the two of them burst out laughing. However, one was as hoarse as a broken gong, while the other was as clear as a silver bell. I have to say, this woman looked really good when she smiled. It gave me the feeling of a spring breeze blowing against my face.

As they laughed, I suddenly heard her say something in the video: "Mom, I'm leaving first. You take care of yourself here."

That almost scared me out of my phone. I quickly dragged the progress bar to watch her say it. What made me so surprised was that the person she was talking to was — Whitey?

When she saw my open mouth and bell-like eyes, she pulled over to the side of the road, turned from the driver's seat, looked at us, and said, "I've had enough jokes. Now let's get down to business."

You must have all seen the information Supernatural Hunting Group had about me before, so you know that I'm a vampire, but no one knows my background. My father was a vampire aristocrat — the Count of Artois, France. However, my father was very talented, and was known as the number one vampire of the time. He was also known as the number one hero among all the other vampires, and was also known as the most intelligent and brave duo.

However, he was very rebellious. He wanted to find a way for humans, vampires, and werewolves to live side by side in this world. Of course, his point of view was unacceptable to mainstream vampire society, so he left home to roam around when he was young and met my mother, a fox demon who had cultivated for a thousand years and had taken human form.

Their love and union was a taboo in a vampire society that had always viewed blood as life. So the ruler of the vampire society of that time, the Duke of Westminster, went all out to hunt down my parents. They hid and hid for three years. During these three years, they had me. Finally, on this day, misfortune arrived.

They took my father and tried to put me to death on the spot so that I would not "defile" their noble blood. My mother spent a thousand years of cultivation to use a heaven-defying technique. Breaking through the spirit formation laid down by the vampires, I ran out while still in my infancy. In the process of escaping, I was even severely injured by the generals from the vampires army.

My mother brought me along as she wanted to seek out my father's good friend, the Wolf Clan's War God — Unrivaled Battle Wolf. However, by the time she rushed to Battle Wolf Castle, that place was already a wasteland that had not been extinguished yet. All the servants and guards of the Battle Wolf Castle were killed, and there were piles of corpses at the scene. My mother even found a lot of Vampiric generals among the corpses. This was clearly a conspiracy between the two clans' upper echelons. The target is a group that wants to change the situation, led by my father and my Peerless Battle-Wolf.

Later, she put me in a folk martial master's house, and secretly around my home to practice in order to recover. When I was a little older, she led me to a river and, using her claws in the sand, told me what had happened.

That's when I realized I wasn't human, and thanks to the fact that I wasn't a purebred vampire. Otherwise, after so many years, he would have killed and killed all the humans around him long ago.

Listening to her talk about this, I also remember that according to "Ghost Scripture", vampires do have a lot of strange blood lines, such as taboos, and it even says that vampires can't drink human blood before they reach adulthood. The first time they drank human blood, even if they were adults, it was a bit like a Jewish circumcision.

Sigh, so your parents are the actual versions of the white lady and Xu Xian. In real life, there are too few people, whether they are demons or vampires, who can live and die for love and give their lives for love. Amongst all the living people I've met, one of them thought that only the Manager Qian would be able to do this, but it would also depend on the time. At the same time, I also understand why her skills are so good. Her feelings are even earlier than me, but she is still ridiculously good.

"How old are you?" I asked.

Her expression changed again, but after thinking for a while, she calmed down and said, "20 years old!"

"Twenty years old! Young people are really good. No wonder I, this old man, am not your match." Eh? That's not right? Aren't you ranked third? What about the brothers and sisters who are older than you? " I asked curiously.

Who's ranked third? " She looked even more puzzled than I was.

"Aren't you called Third Sister?" I looked at the Manager Qian in bewilderment. I clearly remembered that the information was like this.

"You actually made a mistake with my name, you stinking monkey. You are just a pile of mud and you don't know your place!" She was grinding her teeth furiously.

"Listen carefully. My name is Hu Sanmei, and I'm very flirtatious, not a sister. You better remember this well. "This name is very important to you, next time if you let me hear you call the wrong name, don't blame me for breaking your monkey legs." she said angrily.

No wonder the more I thought about it, the more scared I became. With such a basic situation, I could make a mistake. I could just pull out the gun and shoot them all, which would cause me to get cursed for no reason at all.

Manager Qian hurriedly saved my life: "You can't blame him, his IQ just dropped like that. Furthermore, it was indeed the name that the Supernatural Hunting Group agent knew from listening in on the two vampires' phone calls, and he couldn't tell which chick it was. And this name is really quite good, seductive and charming really suits you. "

Who would have thought that she did not appreciate it and said, "Why are you randomly guessing? It's as if your IQ is high. Hu Sanmei was born to inherit my mother's three kinds of fox Dire Charm, one day Fragrant, two days of hypnosis, three days … " She looked at me with a blush on her cheeks. "You don't have to know the third kind," she said, and turned her face away.

"Why does this little girl have all these dark days?" I wondered.

"But, what does all this have to do with my injuries?" Manager Qian interrupted her and asked.

She continued, "When I grew up, I worked on two things, finding my father and treating my mother. After looking through some ancient books and information, I found one of the legendary Three Sacred Treasures of the Wolf Clan — — Jade Buddha Head.

Three months ago, I attacked a castle in Europe that the Vampire Group used to store information. Werewolves and vampires had existed in the world since the early days of human civilization. In order to help the weak grow up, the God of Heaven had entrusted the werewolves with the task of guarding the world in which humans now lived, while the vampires had helped the forces of Hell to turn the mortal world into their territory.