Chapter 162
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The two middle-aged men at the door had typical European faces. They had high noses and deep eye sockets. Their grayish-blue eyes gave them an intimidating vibe. They had short, grayish-brown hair and were about 1.85 meters tall. Their bodies were strong and muscular, and they were dressed in well-tailored black suits. However, the attire that would have made people look like they were from the underworld. The two men in front of them looked more like they were topless with two fish tattoos on their arms and seven cigarette burns on their chests...
Not only did they look very similar, but their bodies and attire were similar as well. They looked like twins except for the long scar on one of their eyebrows. When they saw Hao Ren opening the door, the first thing they said was, "Does the Countess live here?" They asked in unison.
Hao Ren did not react at first. He was still wondering why there were so many foreigners in the Southern Suburbs. When he heard the word "Countess", his first thought was that it had nothing to do with his life. "You must have come to the wrong place. I'm just an ordinary... Wait! You're looking for Vivian? "
He suddenly remembered that there was indeed a "Countess" living in his house. Although she was a guy who could not even afford to eat instant noodles not long ago.
"Looks like following Battie is the right thing to do." The two strangers looked at each other, and the one with the scar on his face grinned at Hao Ren. "Then you must be the master of this shelter. We have heard about you from the younger generation of our family. We're from the Ebben family, old 'friends' of the Countess. Is it convenient for her to show herself now? She should be able to recognize us. Oh, of course, we're here in peace. I hope you can pass on the message. "
The Ebben family! Hao Ren had almost forgotten about it. Before Casar and Ewen left, they did mention that they would report what happened here and that the elders of the family might come to visit Vivian. However, he did not expect them to come so soon. These two foreigners in their thirties and forties were the "elders" of the Ebben family?
"Landlord, who is it?" Vivian noticed that Hao Ren had not returned to the house for a long time. Out of curiosity, she came over to see what was going on. "Collecting water and electricity bills … Hmm, you two are … Why do you look so familiar?"
"Countess, you're still as forgetful as ever." The man with the scar on his face looked wary the moment he saw Vivian. However, he quickly concealed his wariness and laughed as if he was visiting an old friend. "You really can't remember? The Ebben twins were the ones who received the most 'care' from you back then. "
Vivian was wiping her hands on her apron when she realized what was going on. "Oh … Oh! It's you two! We had a fight back then. I remember now. What are you doing here? You're here to deliver your head from afar? "
The two Ebben werewolves looked at each other strangely. They did not know whether to laugh or cry. The one without the scar on his face spread out his hands. "The two juniors in the family should have told you that the Ebben family would be sending an elder to visit the Countess. We're … We're not going to fight this time."
Vivian frowned. "How did you become an elder in the family? You're not even a thousand years old, right? Where are the old monsters that are thousands of years old? Where's Yorger and that … Err … Akley guy? "
The Ebben werewolf's face darkened. "Elder Yorger was assassinated by the demon hunters five hundred years ago. The other one is Akley, not Akley. Elder Akley tried to search for the sirens in the deep sea more than a hundred years ago and never came back. Now, the two of us are the elders in the family … Sigh, since you're an 'old acquaintance' of the Ebben family, there's no harm in telling you this. "
"The situation has deteriorated that badly?" Vivian looked surprised. She then gently touched Hao Ren's arm. "Mr. Landlord, let them in. They're guests from afar."
The two Ebben werewolves were let into the house. Hao Ren closed the door at the back. He sighed in his heart. This was the scene where the elders of the most powerful werewolf family came to visit the oldest vampire. There was no grand ceremony, no messenger, not even a formal written invitation. The two werewolves even changed into business suits that did not match their temperament in order to keep a low profile. They even took a taxi. He had just seen a broken van driving away at the end of the street. This should have been an epic visit, but it was so shabby that no one would have thought that this was a summit between the higher echelons of the beast race. Just from this, one could see what kind of situation the beasts on Earth had fallen into.
The two strangers attracted Lily's attention. She tilted her head and looked at the two werewolves. "I heard it! You're werewolves of the Ebben family? Then, we're distant relatives. "
She still insisted that she was a special kind of werewolf.
"This is …" The werewolf with a scar on his face looked curiously at the little girl who was maintaining a weird posture. Lily quickly transformed her tail and ears. "I'm a werewolf too! A special kind of werewolf! "
"Oh, I remember. Casar mentioned that they almost lost their lives because of this strange child. You're Lily, right?" The werewolf with a scar on his face looked enlightened. He then lowered his voice and whispered to his companion. "Casar only said that the little girl was sick in the head. He didn't say that her neck was sick too."
"Maybe he didn't notice?"
"But I think it's pretty obvious."
"What are you two whispering about?" Vivian looked at the two 'old friends' whispering with dissatisfaction. She put a pot of tea on the coffee table. "Here, drink it. This is the first time I've ever made tea for a werewolf. Consider it a show of my sincerity."
Lily suddenly shouted. "You always make tea for me too …"
"Stop it. That's milk tea. You're a loser who only knows how to drink milk tea."
The two Ebben werewolves looked at the scene in front of them in shock. They never imagined that the Countess, who stirred up trouble everywhere, would stand before them so calmly. Vivian pointed at the few people beside her and said to the two werewolves, "This is the person in charge here. His name is Hao Ren. This is Lily, a non-mainstream werewolf. This is Nangong Wuyue, a siren. The one reading the newspaper by the window is Y 'zaks, a demon. You can get to know our people first."
"There's another one later!" Hao Ren quickly ran to the water room and brought out the pot. Lil Pea stuck half of her body out of the pot and looked at the two strangers curiously. Hao Ren pointed at the little one with his chin and introduced, "This is Lil Pea, a mermaid."
"Mermaid? Isn't it just a siren? " The middle-aged man with a scar on his face mumbled. There were no real purebred mermaids on Earth. All the stories about mermaids actually came from the siren. That was why he asked. He then pointed at himself and said, "Let me introduce myself. I'm one of the Elders of the Ebben werewolf family. You can call me Bluphlei Ebben …"
Hao Ren had just put Lil Pea on the table. He almost dropped the pot when he heard that. "What?"
"Bluphlei Ebben," the middle-aged man with a scar on his face said seriously. "What's wrong with the name?"
The corner of Hao Ren's mouth twitched as he held back his' pfft '. He thought that only Chinese people would know the meaning of Bluefly. To foreigners, it was just a very common name. He straightened his mind and looked at the werewolf called Bluphlei Ebben. "Err, no problem … What about the one next to him?"
"Bluphlei Ebben," the middle-aged man without a scar on his face said solemnly.
Hao Ren was speechless.
After Bluefly, there was another one called Blueshit!
Many years later, Hao Ren would still remember how much effort it took for him to keep a straight face today. If he did not know that the two werewolves were a thousand years old, he would have thought that they were here to test his lung capacity! Speaking of which, just how open-minded were the parents of these two to name their children shit?
But then again, the two werewolves were already a thousand years old. Plus, there were people named Falkel in this day and age … Hao Ren decided not to pursue the issue of their names.
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