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He aimed at the two black shadows on both sides of him. Joseph's marksmanship was unquestionable. Just from the 'dong' sounds, the black shadow should have fallen down.

"Take advantage of this moment and leave quickly."

Joseph pulled Qing out from under the bed and pushed her toward the door.

"Let's go together."

Qing-er took Joseph's hand and refused to let go of it.

Although she was afraid of death, she would not abandon her companions.

"Hurry, let's go. Whether or not we can make it out alive is a problem."

Joseph tried to open the door but was bounced back by the door. He had no choice but to hug Qing Er and roll on the ground.

"All of you, hurry to the basement."

The one who came in seemed to be a man. Joseph and Yu Mei didn't move but their bodies stood up. That sound sounded like a horror movie, but Qing Er immediately understood.

"Let's go."

Although they had never seen anyone outside of the castle, but from the looks of it, this black shadow should also be a vampire, so they were not afraid.

The two of them had just reached the door when they heard a bang and turned around.

Did she see wrongly? The black shadow that just entered the room actually …

Like a fragment, it was emitting a gentle light and then turning into air.

Joseph was also scared. It seemed that they knew that it was a vampire. They had really come prepared to kill to keep their mouths shut.

He didn't dare to look back as he carried Qing Er and jumped down from the second floor.

"Where's the basement?"

Fortunately, the hall was covered with a carpet. Upon landing, Joseph immediately rolled away and became invisible in the corner.

"Let's go."

Qing'er gritted her teeth and headed towards the secret door.

It was she who had killed Lance's kinsmen, and she had become a sinner again.

"Is it safe here?"

There was no mechanism here. If they found it, it would be very easy to get in.

"I don't know. Give me the phone. Auntie Niall, you can take us away."

Qing'er said in panic.

Her thoughts were still on the scene. Vampires and humans were really different.

They would die, and disappear without a trace, so would Aunt Nell and Lance.

"We can't drag them down any longer."

Joseph gripped the phone tightly.

"Yes, so we must leave as soon as possible."

Qing'er snatched the phone from Joseph's hand and said in a sorrowful voice.

"Those are the FBI. They're no match for them."

Joseph also wanted to stop it, not only because he didn't want to be associated with the vampire, but also because he was afraid that the vampire would suffer the same fate.

"No, we won't fight. We'll just leave."

Qing'er opened the phone. The signal was very weak, but it should be fine.

"Hubby, on the phone."

Nell, who was sleeping in Lan Yufeng's arms, heard the phone rattle on.

"Wife, it's yours."

Lan Yufeng looked up, wiped the phone and opened her eyes.

"Listen …"

Nell said without opening her eyes.

"Auntie Niall, save us."

As soon as Lan Yufeng pressed the call button, Qing'er's crying voice could be heard.

"Qing Er, what happened to you? "What about Lance?"

When Lan Yufeng heard that sound, she immediately ran away in fright.

"Uncle Blue-eyed Lance isn't here, come and save us, there's the FBI outside, we're in the basement, come and save us."

"Wait a moment, we'll go right away."

Lan Yufeng hurriedly shook her head.

"Wife, let's go to the ghost castle. Something's happened over there."

After putting on her clothes, Lan Yufeng picked up the car keys.

"Isn't Lance here?"

Nell sat up in bed as if she hadn't fully received the message.

"Let's talk about it where we're going first," Qing Er said in a low voice. "I'm not sure. She mentioned the FBI just now."

"Then what car key are you taking? We'll talk after we go."

As Neal spoke, she grabbed Lan Yufeng's hand and, without caring about her disheveled appearance, disappeared from the room.

"Qing Er, will they come?"

Joseph looked at the phone in a daze.

"Angel, what happened?"

Nell didn't hear the full sentence before she set off, landing in the lobby of the castle.

Lan Yufeng's feet hadn't even stabilized when there were gunshots and sparks. She picked up Nell and quickly dodged.

"Wife, it's not here."

Lan Yufeng cried out anxiously.

Nell meant to disappear before the next wave of bullets hit.

"Little angel, where are you?"

"Qing Er …"

The underground room was pitch black, so Niall and Lan Yufeng could only call out to him.

"Aunt Neal, Uncle Blue Eyes …"

She was sitting up, but she was strong and did not cry.

"Who is he?"

Nell turned on the light and saw Joseph exclaiming.

Lan Yufeng also looked warily at Joseph, who was holding a gun in his hand.

"Auntie Niall, I caused trouble again. Just now, someone died. Sorry, I hurt someone again."

Qing'er bit her lips and choked on her sobs. She was truly a scoundrel. Every time she did this, she would cause someone to die.

"Qing Er, who is he? And what exactly happened? "

Lan Yufeng felt a headache as she looked at the two women hugging each other.

"My father is the father of the Mafia. I'm a friend of Qing'er's, Joseph."

Joseph had to introduce himself as he saw that Qing Er was still in a panicked state.

"Then can you tell me what is going on outside? What about Lance?"

Lan Yufeng said with a gloomy expression. Just a moment ago, they had nearly died together.

"The FBI is outside. They are here to kill Qing. Lance is out tonight. They came prepared."

Joseph gave a brief account of what had happened.

"Niall, let's leave this place first. Are there any other Strigoi in the castle?"

Lan Yufeng turned to Nell. When she heard Joseph say that a Strigoi had just turned into air, he realized how serious the problem was.

When they returned to Lan Yufeng's home, they didn't know that Little Wan and her wife, who were having a concert in Denmark, were also being treated separately.

Wan's tour had just begun, and she was planning to go to Greece after a few days in Denmark, but as she was removing her makeup, an unknown person ran into her.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Looking at the westerner with the gun, Wan'er really couldn't think of who she had offended.

"Do you know this girl?"

The man took out the photo of Qing Er and showed it to Wan'er.

"She is my daughter. May I ask what she has done to offend you?"

Wan'er didn't want to avoid responsibility, so she admitted it herself.

"That's right. Young Miss, please come with us."

The man put away the photo and said to Xiao Wan.

"Wait, before I go with you, I would like to ask, why? And who are you? "

Wan stood up and extended her hand in a waiting gesture.

"You'll know when we get there."

The man didn't give the little Wan a chance to speak. With a wave of his hand, the little Wan fainted.

"Wife …"

At this moment, Wen Yi Fei, who had been waiting outside for a long time, sensed something and actually came to urge him.

The two men looked at each other. One dragged Little Wan to the back of the door, and the other went forward to open it.

"Wife, why aren't you saying anything?"

The man abruptly opened the door. Wen Yi Fei seemed to be the third. When the man chopped down with his hand, he forcibly received the blow.

"Who are you people?"

When Wen Yi entered the room, he saw that the little Wan's head was resting on the other person's shoulder, as if she was asleep, a nameless flame started burning in his heart.

"Mr. Wen, we advise you to cooperate a bit, otherwise, we won't be polite with your wife."

The man holding Wan'er's hand held the gun and pointed it at her temple.

"Dammit, who are you? What do you want? "

Wen Yi Fei was unwilling to surrender, but he was also worried about Wan'er's safety. In the end, he had no choice but to raise his hand and surrender.

"It doesn't matter who we are, as long as you're right."

Without any room for negotiation, Wen Yifei's head tilted to the side as he struck out with the butt of his spear.

It was indeed different treatment. It was so brutal. It was just that he didn't know if Wen Yi Fei would wake up to go berserk.

The two men looked at each other and nodded. Then, they took Wan'er and Wen Yi Fei out and left through the back door. It turned out that there was already a car waiting behind the door.

When Little Wan and Wen Yi Fei woke up, the first thing they heard was the rumbling sound of a machine.

He opened his eyes and saw that the person he loved the most was by his side. The two of them were actually very calm.

"Wife, are you okay?"

Looking at the similarly tied up Wan'er, Wen Yi felt his heart ache.

Lan Yufeng's house.

Qing'er's beautiful face was filled with self-reproach. She seemed to be really too ignorant.

"Ni'er, have you contacted Lance?"

Lan Yufeng couldn't bear to reprimand Qing'er too much, so she could only ask Ni`er.

This time, it was not only Qing Er's fault, but the Strigoi as well. Normal people wouldn't know that a silver bullet could exterminate a vampire.

Looks like the FBI really wants to kill me this time.

"En, we should be there in two hours. Qing'er, what did you do?"

Ni`er looked at the silent children. She really didn't know what else she could do.

She had already checked. The Strigoi who had been killed were not just the ones Qing'er and the others had seen in the room.

There were three people resting at the time, and they woke up to the sound of gunfire. When they came out, they didn't expect to be shot.

Ordinary bullets wouldn't have been able to harm the Strigoi at all. Even the scars wouldn't leave on their bodies for too long. However, they had died instead.

"I just saw a top-secret document."

Qing'er bit her lips. She was just too bored, so she casually wandered around.

"What kind of top secret?"

Lan Yufeng vigilantly asked.

"The absolute order to assassinate the leaders of more than twenty countries in the Middle East."

Joseph said in a cold tone.

"What?" Is it really them? "

Lan Yufeng, who was in the political world, exclaimed.

Although there were rumors in the outside world, in a situation where there was no evidence, it could only be called a guess.

"It was originally like this. The Middle East is too rich."

Joseph spoke at an immature age.

"Damn it, they're murdering, invading."

Lan Yufeng said angrily.

At this time, Lan Yufeng's phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, Lan Yufeng's handsome face darkened.

There was no sign on the phone, none at all, but he was sure it had something to do with Qing Er.

Lan Yufeng signaled for everyone to be silent and then picked up the phone.

"Count Field, I'm sorry to bother you. You must have an old friend to speak to you."

The American English of that day had made Lan Yufeng very unhappy, but he was less impatient to continue listening.

"Mr. Wen, don't you have anything to say?"

There was a cold yell from the other end of the phone, and the sound of a fist hitting something.