"Who … who exactly are you?" the Blood Tribe man asked in agony.
Yang Cheng stomped down even harder, causing the man to scream out in pain.
Yang Cheng expressionlessly said, "I'm the one asking you a question. You only need to choose to answer, or I'll crush your heart."
The man's eyes were ferocious and his fangs were cold, but he found that all of this was useless in front of Yang Cheng.
This human male was like an unshakable towering mountain. With one foot stepping on him, not only did he suppress his body, even his breathing was suppressed!
The vampire chose to compromise. He retracted his fangs and said in a hoarse voice, "My name is Mourinho."
"Nice name. What about your algebra and clan?" Yang Cheng asked.
Hatred flashed across Mourinho's eyes. "I don't know my generation, and I don't have a clan."
Yang Cheng was taken aback for a moment, but then he laughed and said, "You're a lowly vampire? Let me think … what was it called again … CAITIFF? "
"I don't like this title, but you're right," Mourinho said lifelessly.
Yang Cheng said with great interest, "I heard that you untouchables are from clans that were banished by the vampires, or you were embraced into the vampires without the consent of your elders. It must be hard for you to live without a backer, right? Did you come to Hua Xia because you couldn't survive in Europe? "
A trace of fear flashed across Mourinho's eyes. "I … was captured …"
"Captured?" Yang Cheng was stunned. "By who?"
Mourinho looked at Yang Cheng strangely. "You're very strong. I know I'm not your opponent, but before you ask me so many questions, can you tell me whether or not you're going to kill me? If I must die tonight, then I don't want to talk anymore."
Yang Cheng scratched his head and smiled bitterly. "What a smart vampire. Alright, I won't kill you for now. If you answer my questions well, I'll let you go."
As he spoke, Yang Cheng loosened his foot and let Mourinho stand up.
The vampires' powerful regenerative abilities had already healed Mourinho's internal and external injuries. However, he knew that there was no point in running away, so he calmly dusted himself off and stood there obediently.
"Now, answer my question. Who captured you? Why did he kill Zhao Hongyan? Did you kill Lu Yao? "Yang Cheng asked.
Mourinho was obviously stunned, then he cried out involuntarily, "What!? I killed Lu Yao?! How was this possible? I want to avenge her!! "
Yang Chen was stunned for a moment. "Explain yourself."
Mourinho seemed to have realized something as well. He frowned and said, "I don't know how to answer the first question. I know that the people who captured me are Hua Xia's men. After I was attacked that day, I was brought to China and brought into a laboratory. There were other Blood Clan members with me. They seemed to be after the blood of the Blood Clan. One time, after a large amount of my blood was extracted, they mistakenly thought that I was dead, so they buried me deep underground. However, I was lucky enough to escape.
As for the second question, I've already said that Lu Yao is my lover. I've been working hard to turn her into a vampire, but I just received news that she was killed by a woman called Zhao Hongyan. That's why I found her at the police station and killed her after sucking all her blood dry! "
Yang Cheng suddenly thought of something. A laboratory?! Could it be Yan Buwen's laboratory?!
If it was Yan Buwen, it was indeed possible. He was the only one who had the ability to secretly capture the powerful blood of the Blood Clan. He was the only one who had the ability to secretly capture the Blood Clan that was strong and good at hiding.
The reason why they captured these lowlifes was because no one cared about them. The Secret Party and the Devil Party wouldn't have recorded them.
No wonder the clones had such insane regenerative abilities. Other than the vampires, other powerful species were also captured and used as test subjects.
Yan Buwen … what a troublesome opponent!
Yang Cheng frowned, unwilling to think too much about it. "You're too careless. Why didn't you use your hypnosis to ask Zhao Hongyan if she was the one who killed Lu Yao? I can tell you clearly that the one who killed Lu Yao was another vampire. Zhao Hongyan is innocent. "
Mourinho's eyes widened in shock. "Really?"
"I can kill you anytime I want. Why would I lie to you to protect that woman?" Yang Cheng said disdainfully.
Mourinho thought about it for a moment and nodded. "I believe you. Strong people have their own pride. Although I know that my strength is relatively weak, can you help me find that damned bastard and let me pierce his heart with my own hands?! Although Lu Yao isn't my woman yet, I've already made up my mind that she's mine! "
Yang Cheng asked curiously, "Why did you choose Lu Yao? She clearly wanted to be a vampire to maintain her youth. "
Mourinho's eyes flashed with tenderness. "She was the one who opened the door and took me in when I was at my weakest … She wasn't afraid of me. When I sucked her blood, she only looked at me tenderly … Regardless of whether she loved me or not, at least she gave me warmth for the first time in a hundred years …"
Yang Chen sighed deeply. Perhaps in the eyes of humans, vampires were just cold corpses. Perhaps in the eyes of the blood race, he was just a lowly commoner who was even lower than an ant. But who would know that in this man's cold body, there was a heart that was even more passionate than many humans …
After a moment of silence, Yang Cheng said, "Mourinho, what you need to do now is to find the other vampire who might still be lurking in Zhonghai. I'm not a vampire after all, so I'm sure my senses aren't as sharp as yours. If you find him and can't handle him, let me know as soon as possible. I'm staying at the Xijiao Villas. Of course, if you accidentally die, I'll avenge you. Because that bastard … must die. "
Mourinho did not smile and only nodded gloomily. Then, a black shadow flashed and disappeared from the street.
Yang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, then turned around and walked towards the woman who had been hiding in a corner.
Standing in front of Zhao Hongyan, Yang Chen slowly squatted down. With a warm and apologetic voice, he said, "I'm sorry, I know I scared you, but there were too many people at the police station. Although I noticed that he was tailing you, I wanted to find more clues. That's why you suffered."
Zhao Hongyan trembled as she raised her head. Her face was covered with glistening tears, and her eyes were red from crying. "Tell me … I'm dreaming."
Yang Cheng shook his head. "You're not dreaming. The murderer is a vampire, and that person is also a vampire. You were hypnotized, that's why you were framed. It's as simple as that. Don't think that this is a sci-fi movie. You have to know that a lot of scientific knowledge is supernatural in ancient times. It's not a big deal. But don't worry, I'm here to protect you. Everything will be fine. "
The man's voice sounded straightforward and dependable. It made Zhao Hongyan suddenly feel that such an unbelievable world was nothing.
Zhao Hongyan wiped the tears on her face and suddenly asked, "Yang Cheng … Do you treat women so well?"
Yang Cheng was dazed for a moment, then he said casually, "Please, don't joke around. I'm a man who's not faithful and always shamelessly begs for my wife's forgiveness. How am I good to women?"
"No …" Zhao Hongyan shook her head and pursed her lips into a smile. "Apart from your wife, you're a good man to other women."
Yang Cheng touched his chin awkwardly. Does this mean that I'm born to provoke a vixen? He didn't know what to say. Seeing that Zhao Hongyan was still hugging her white legs and didn't dare to get up, he slapped his forehead and said, "Wear my pants. It's late at night. Anyway, it's dark. If your family sees it, they won't recognize it as a man's pants."
With that, Yang Cheng unbuckled his belt and took off his suit pants. He handed it to Zhao Hongyan, leaving only a pair of boxer briefs.
Zhao Hongyan stared blankly at Yang Cheng taking off his pants and then looked at the man's trousers in front of her. She couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat. Her tears couldn't help but moisten again.
Yang Cheng was completely dumbfounded. What's wrong with this?
"This … Did I scare you by taking off my pants? Aiya, you should have said so earlier. I'll put it on again. Don't cry! "Yang Cheng had a headache. He stood up again and planned to put on his pants.
But at this moment, Zhao Hongyan, who was still squatting, suddenly got up. She didn't care that both of them were still bare-thighs. She only relied on her panties to cover her embarrassment!
She hugged Yang Cheng's neck tightly and stuck to Yang Cheng's chest. Zhao Hongyan raised her pretty face and kissed the corner of Yang Cheng's mouth with her soft red lips …
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