Chapter 551
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Although Chen Zhao hated Carol.
It didn't stop him from admiring this beauty.
Especially her tight dress, it looked especially alluring.
"I'm not sent by that old bastard," the black-haired beauty said. "I'm Carol's mother."
Pfft —
Chen Zhao almost spat out blood. This woman who was the same age as him was Murphy's mother?
"Who are you kidding?"
"I'm serious. I'm fifty-six this year."
Chen Zhao still didn't believe it. He couldn't believe it.
This woman who looked like she was only twenty-three or twenty-four was Murphy's mother.
"Were you only five when you had Murphy?"
"Have you forgotten my bloodline?"
"Vampire?"
"My name is Agnes Dracula. I don't want people to call me a vampire."
"Dracula? That Dracula? "
"Dracula is a very common surname among the Blood Race. I don't know if there's really a Count Dracula in our race," Agnes said. "But even if there is, it doesn't make sense. Even we can only live for 150 years at most. We won't live for 400 years."
"Won't you get old?"
"As long as you drink enough human blood, you won't."
"Fine. How many people's blood have you drunk?"
"Are you going to help me save Murphy or not?" Agnes asked.
She was already impatient. Chen Zhao kept changing the topic.
"Sorry, I'm busy."
Chen Zhao had already tried to persuade Murphy.
But he just had to die.
Did he have to take the risk too?
Why should he? Murphy wasn't his son.
"One million dollars," Agnes said seriously, looking at Chen Zhao.
"Why do you want me to go? I'm just a human. "
"But I know you're strong."
"But I'm afraid of death."
"I'm afraid of death too," Agnes said. "Everyone is afraid of death."
"Long live understanding. The door is there. Goodbye."
"Do you know why Murphy's father wants him to go in there?"
"I don't want to listen to stories." Chen Zhao covered his ears.
Anyway, he'd made up his mind that he wouldn't go in.
No matter what story Agnes wanted to tell.
He wouldn't go.
Not even a million dollars could move him.
It's too dangerous.
If he died there, it didn't matter how much money he had.
"I met Severn twenty-two years ago."
Agnes continued talking as if she hadn't heard him.
"I'm not interested."
"Hear me out. I was terrified, Murphy."
"In other words, Murphy is not your husband's biological son?"
"But Savern still raised Murphy like his own son."
"And then?"
"However, as he grew older and I remained young, he began to crazily desire to become a Blood Breed like me."
"What a great and lofty ambition."
Chen Zhao couldn't help but complain.
If Agnes wanted to tell a story, so be it.
After telling the story, he would not go either.
"Wait … Murphy can't be Carlo's son, right?"
Chen Zhao suddenly felt that this was very likely.
Find yourself a woman, buy one get one free.
On the surface, he was obedient to his wife and children, but in fact, his heart was twisted and dark.
Then he deliberately sent his son to Carol.
Make him kill Murphy with his own hands.
This was in line with the direction of the plot.
Anyway, that was how it went in movies.
"You're thinking too much. Murphy has nothing to do with Carlo. I have nothing to do with Carlo either," Agnes said.
Agnes said, "I only spent some time in Carlo's team in my early years."
"Pity."
"What pity?"
Chen Zhao felt that it was a pity because the plot didn't go according to his imagination.
There was no love or hate at all.
There were no ups and downs at all.
American dramas without this kind of plot would be axed in less than three episodes.
"The historical site that Carlo wants to explore actually has a deep connection with us."
"Carlo said that there's an elixir in the historical site … Is it the medicine to become a Blood Breed?"
"That's right. Severn wanted Murphy to go because he wanted Murphy to bring the medicine back to him."
Chen Zhao yawned. What a boring story.
"And then?" The story was boring, but he'd already heard half of it. He might as well finish it.
"Actually, it's not a normal medicine to become a Blood Breed. My family has records of it. It's the medicine to become a Cave Demon."
"Your family records? Carlo said that it's a relic of a prehistoric civilization. You Bloodlings sure have a long history. "
"We've existed for much longer than you think," Agnes said calmly. "In my family records, the Bloodlings once had a short civilization. Because we live longer than humans and don't age, humans saw us as gods and all wanted to become Bloodlings like us. The Bloodlings also developed a medicine that could turn ordinary people into Bloodlings. Using this method, they lasted for 300 years. But then an accident happened. The medicine was replaced. The chosen humans didn't become Bloodlings. Instead, they became Cave Demons. The civilization was cut short and the empire collapsed."
"In other words, the Blood Clan had already been developing the American continent before humans discovered the New World?"
"At least that's what my family records say."
"And then? I still can't find a reason to go to that relic. If you want to tell me that this concerns the safety of all humans, I'll think about it. After all, my ambition is to save all of humanity and be the savior. "
"If you help me save Murphy, I'll help you kill anyone you want to kill," Agnes said. "I can help you kill anyone you want.
"Can the one in the White House?"
"Then just kill me," Agnes said, rolling her eyes.
"You're actually very strong yourself, right? Why don't you go yourself?"
"Of course I want to go, but I'm not confident if I go alone," Agnes said.
"If it's just one or two Cave Demons, I can help, but like you said, who knows how many there are. If I go with you, I'll probably become their food."
"I can provide you with weapons," Agnes said.
"What weapons?"
"In the car outside," Agnes said. "They're all weapons that I modified myself."
Chen Zhao walked over to Agnes' car and opened the trunk. There were enough firearms to start a war.
Chen Zhao still didn't want to go. Why did he have to die?
Just then, Agnes took off a pendant from her neck. There was a key hanging on it and she handed it to Chen Zhao.
"As long as you help me this time, the Dracula family will owe you a favor."
Chen Zhao took the key. Another key with the same shape?
Was it the same as the Grandfather's key?
Chen Zhao took the key and hesitated. Would it be the same key?
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