No matter what time it is, there are always so many ships coming to and leaving Dunling.
Some people make a fortune here and enter the upper class society, while others go bankrupt, fall into depravity, or even lose their lives.
After helping Laura Fonnna obtain the title of Earl of the Nicholas family, Yin Xiu and Luo Wei went straight to this big port.
According to the memories obtained from Count Vlad, today, after finishing the matters in Eastern Europe, the Red Emperor will return here by boat and meet with several major vampire families in Dunling.
Perhaps in his expectation, the earls of the three major families should be waiting at the dock at this time, but in fact, there were only Yin Xiu and Luo Wei here.
The two were drinking whiskey with their pastrami at a mailbox.
Luo Wei used a knife to gently cut off a piece of beef. "Somehow, I feel that Laura Fonnna seems to be in a very high spirit? She is not sacrificing or feeling wronged as she expected."
"You are not her, how do you know?"
Yin Xiu tore off a large piece of beef with his teeth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it whole, then took a big gulp of whiskey.
Then he said slowly: "But I saw that she was in a very happy mood after she came back from the warehouse.
So, it is normal for women to say one thing and mean another, or to change their mind one moment and another moment later.”
"It seems you have a lot of experience."
Luo Wei glanced at him and muttered, "Then why couldn't you see what Thirteen was thinking?"
Yin Xiu was stunned for a moment, "Thirteen, which Thirteen?"
"Son of a bitch!"
Luo Wei glared at him, indignantly, "People like you, who abandon others after having sex with them, and waste their sincerity, are simply beasts in human clothing! How can I be a brother to someone like you!?"
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
Yin Xiu was stunned for a moment, then he remembered, "Oh, you mean Thirteen with Li Sheng?"
"Who else could it be but her?"
Luo Wei took a sip of wine and looked at Yin Xiu again, "After that big storm in the martial arts world, wasn't she wanted by all the gangs in Hong Kong for [disrespecting her teacher and destroying her ancestors], and she ran away?
I heard some news a while ago that she had appeared in Siam, and after a meeting, several gang leaders decided to pay a sum of money and send a knifeman to kill her."
"Oh."
Yin Xiu responded calmly.
"I mean," Luo Wei emphasized, "even though you... I mean, after all, I fought side by side with you, don't you plan to go over and save her? Give her a hand?"
"Do you think I'm Superman or Jesus?"
Yin Xiu spread her hands, "We are in Dunling now, and she is in Siam. You want me to go and save her, but how? Through a dream?
Having said that, if a few knifemen can kill her, then she should just give up and go back to the countryside and get married. Why should she learn from others to fight and kill?
I can save her once, can I save her for the rest of her life? Don't you think about it?
Besides, she is a capable woman. What do you think those cats and dogs can do to her?"
"I just mentioned it casually, don't get so excited."
Luo Wei cut off a piece of meat and handed it to him. "In fact, when they were in the meeting, I had already arrested all those bastards, the old ghost and the hot guy. If nothing unexpected happens, they are still playing basketball in Stanley at this time."
"When did you become so powerful? Aren't you the detective of the Miscellaneous Affairs Department? Are you also in charge of anti-gangsterism?" Yin Xiu couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"What's so great about that? Don't you know the nature of those bastards?"
Luo Wei laughed and said, “If you tell them that you want to organize a Thunderbolt to eliminate gangsters or a crazy crackdown on prostitution in Yau Ma Tei, those bastards will definitely find a way to stop you.
But if you say that a few bastards from the society are preventing you from collecting money and doing things, they won't care.
If you want to arrest them, just don't interfere with their business. Anyway, the files of these bastards in the police station are a foot high. Take them in and treat them to a cup of judicial milk tea and a bowl of noodles. They will admit everything. It will be enough for them to stay in prison for three to five years."
Yin Xiu gave a thumbs up and said, "You are much more sinister and despicable now than before."
This seemed to be a compliment. Luo Wei nodded calmly: "To fight against evil people, you have to be more evil and treacherous than them. You taught me this. When it comes to being mean and shameless, I am not even one tenth as good as you."
This also seems to be a word of appreciation.
“Same here.”
The two shook hands with each other.
Woo! Woo!!
The steamship's chimney spewed out black smoke and made a loud noise.
Ross von Nightingale, the Paladin of the Inquisition walked into the cockpit angrily.
"Didn't I tell you not to blow the whistle when entering the harbor? Do you think all the people in Dunling will come to the harbor to greet you?"
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Ross."
The captain quickly apologized, "I already told you this in advance, but these bastards drank too much last night and forgot about it."
"forget?"
Ross glared at them again, "Why don't you forget to drink and find women after you get ashore?"
After a pause, he decided not to waste his energy with these sailors and turned and walked out of the cabin.
As soon as he went out, his followers came up quickly.
"Sir, the Red Emperor summons you."
"Oh?"
Ross was a little surprised, but he subconsciously stretched out his hand and said, "Lead the way!"
This was the first time he was summoned by the Red Emperor after he joined the Red Emperor's team and became his follower, even though he was one of the strongest Paladins of the Inquisition who could be counted on one hand.
The Red Emperor's room was at the highest point of the entire steamer, in a small suite.
As Ross was moving forward, a bearded man stopped him.
"What?" Ross glanced at him.
"You are Ross Nightingale, the man called Diamond, right?" the man said coldly.
"There are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames."
Ross shook his fist and said, "I can smash rocks with one punch, so people call me Diamond."
"I know because five of my brothers died at your hands."
"Oh?" Ross frowned.
"In southern Europe, the Black Wolf Party." the man said coldly.
"So that's it."
Ross snorted coldly, "Why don't you get out of the way? Do you want to be the sixth one?"
"I will avenge you sooner or later." The man finally gave way.
[How can you succeed if you are on the same team with such a bug? ]
The thought only flashed through his mind, and when Ross entered the room, all that was left was nervousness.
Even when he met the Archbishop of the Inquisition, he did not feel so nervous.
Ross certainly would not kneel on the ground to pay homage to the Red Emperor. Simply standing with his eyes lowered was already the highest courtesy for a Paladin.
The Red Emperor sat in the living room, wearing a strange mask in black and white, with a half-crying, half-smiling look on his face.
"Sir, you summoned me?" Ross asked. "Come forward."
The Red Emperor's hands were also wrapped in black gloves. He waved at Ross, signaling him to take two more steps forward.
As Ross stepped forward, he felt the oppressive feeling grow even stronger, even though the Red Emperor hadn't said anything to praise or blame him.
"How did you feel when you were in Eastern Europe?"
"What?" Ross was a little confused.
"I mean, the way and purpose of our actions." Red Emperor said slowly.
Ross felt confused about this.
He only remembered that after arriving in Eastern Europe, he went to a certain place under various commands, searched, tracked, and then punched out and smashed those vampires who were said to be "rebellious", and that was all.
If you really ask him what he feels, there is no difference except that it is faster, simpler and more brutal than the previous "demon hunting missions" given to him by the Inquisition.
But if there is any difference, it is that he attacked in the name of the Inquisition before, but now it is because of the order of the Red Emperor.
If there is one thing they have in common, it is that neither has anything to do with "justice".
"I am very satisfied, both the way it was done and the remuneration after it was done. I am very satisfied."
Ross smiled and said, "And you don't have to pray after a fight, which is a very happy thing."
The Red Emperor tapped his mask with his fingers, making a crisp sound. It was obvious that Ross's answer did not hit the point.
"I mean, what do you think of our goals?"
"Target?"
Ross was stunned for a moment. "You mean, gather all the power of the dark world and rule the entire Kyushu?"
"That's right, it's my plan to take Kyushu into our possession. Our goal is not just those tiny pieces of land." The Red Emperor murmured.
"But, Jiuzhou, haven't many Western European countries already gained benefits there? Even some companies have obtained a piece of land in the far east. Isn't that enough?"
"Of course not enough."
The Red Emperor laughed, "You know what? My appetite is huge. Not only Europe, Kyushu is also my target, then Rakshasa and West Asia."
"A territory larger than the Roman Empire," Ross exclaimed.
However, Ross just sighed, it was none of his business at all.
No matter whether the Red Emperor was joking or dreaming.
Even if the Red Emperor is also a vampire and has a long lifespan, could he have established such a terrible empire? Or in other words, was he somehow controlling it from behind?
Then again, Ross wasn't actually interested in the far East. He hadn't even been to Singapore, let alone Kyushu.
So he really couldn't understand the Red Emperor's thoughts. He spent so much effort to deal with the blood family, to conquer the werewolves, and to integrate the entire dark world, just to take them into Kyushu one day?
That's obviously a very poor place!
However, Luo Wei thought that this was a long plan, and maybe he would be dead by then, and it would have nothing to do with him, so the doubts and sleepiness in his heart dissipated.
He just smiled and said, "All as you wish, sir."
"As I wish?" The Red Emperor tilted his neck, as if looking at him through the mask.
"Of course it's as you wish. Where to go, who to kill, as long as you give an order, someone will execute it. This is your strength. All we have to do is obey your orders, and don't think about anything else."
"So that's it."
The Red Emperor seemed a little disappointed. "Mr. Ross, sooner or later you will understand what I want and what we are doing."
Ross nodded and said, "Of course, sir, because of your guidance."
This still goes against one's will, but it is sufficient and decent enough in many occasions.
The Red Emperor paused and waved his hand: "We are about to enter the port, Mr. Ross, please go and confirm the situation. I don't know why, but I always feel a little uneasy."
"Perhaps the storm at sea has made you feel unwell. Please take care of yourself."
After Ross expressed his concern in a ritualistic manner for a few more times, he turned and walked out.
At the harbor, the vampires were already covered in cloaks, waiting for them to dock.
Most of them are members of bloodline families, and there are also some leaders of other big families.
"Get ready." Ross said in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
As the steamship slowly approached the port, the vampires on the shore began to move slowly and moved closer to the ship.
Ross found that there was no Count Vlad or Count Adam Dracula inside, and couldn't help feeling a little strange.
Just then, with the sound of horse hooves, a black carriage came shaking and stopped in front of the vampires.
Soon someone recognized in surprise that there was the Nicholas family emblem on the carriage.
Ms. Lauravonna Sophia von Nicholas, oh, it should be Count Nicholas, slowly got down from the carriage with the help of servants.
She was wearing a black dress with a wide crinoline, a white flower in her hair, a blood-red pigeon egg ring on her hand, and her chest and neck were all snow-white.
Although she did not release her aura intentionally, her appearance still made the vampires present feel a chill down their spines.
This is the unique feeling of oppression of the Blood Count.
As soon as Laura Fonnna got out of the car, she glanced at everyone nonchalantly, “Why aren’t you sleeping so late? Are you out partying?”
No one dared to answer.
Although some people have heard more or less about last night's big event, the news is not very detailed.
Everyone was wondering what Laura Fonnna's purpose was here and why she came here.
Knowing that no one would answer, Laura Fountain said calmly: "Go back, the vampire war is over."
ended?
Everyone looked at each other, and saw the same doubt in each other's eyes.
No one moved, and no one said anything in protest.
Laura Fonnna smiled, but there was a cold murderous intent in her dimples.
"Vlad and Dracula, both counts are dead. I don't know what you are expecting. Are you planning to die with them, or are you like a lost lamb, not knowing how to get home?"
Everyone gasped. Even though they had guessed this before, when Laura Fonnna threw the facts in front of them, they couldn't help but feel their hearts tremble.
She quickly dealt with the two earls. Regardless of whether she was the one who did it or not, she did become the last earl of the bloodline in recent times. This was definitely not luck, but because of her strength or skill.
The vampires present, no matter what their identities, are nothing more than her subordinates. This is an iron rule that has existed since the birth of vampires: first come the blood families, and then come other vampires.
"You really don't plan to go back to sleep?" Laura Fonnna seemed to be giving them one last chance.
"But……"
Finally someone whispered, "Red Emperor, Red Emperor asked us to wait for him here."
"Red Emperor?"
Laura Foner looked at the approaching ship and smiled.
"He will soon go home to sleep." (End of this chapter)
