The melon-eating crowd was very enthusiastic. They persuaded John to say that he would be able to solve anything if he had said it. Don’t always fight and kill, which would hurt the harmony.

There was also a strong man who wanted to be unfavorable to Donny before, and he showed up and wanted to talk to both parties: "What a big deal, isn't it just a little revenge? Look at me, I took the Irish Gang to fight with the Northern Ireland Gang two months ago, and last month we joined them to work with the Scottish Gang..."

The strong man was very philanthropist. He knew that those who could play the right role with the mechanic were definitely not ordinary people. Seeing that the atmosphere was stiff, he stood up and said, "Go to the two sides, and they all ended up well." Maybe he could get one side's line and become more developed.

The strong man continued to persuade: "So, don't always fight and kill. They are brothers. There are opportunities for cooperation in the future..." He had already started to fantasize about the days when he was enjoying the future, and his tone of speaking was extremely sincere.

Bang!

John finally couldn't help it. He shivered and shot Brother Wenxin in the chest in front of everyone. His anger could hardly be suppressed.

He, the noble Thompson family member, was humiliated by a group of blood and food!

The crowd was in chaos, and they were angry and shouted, "Who dares to go wild in the territory of the Irish Gang?" But they just clamored and dared not step forward.

Donnie looked at the vampire in front of him, smiling, a vampire who came to ask for someone and wanted to regain his family dignity. He ran over in broad daylight and said a few harsh words and was about to leave... Are you sure that you are not here to make fun of it?

"Tell me, who sent you here? Your acting skills are so bad. If I were to at least catch this old guy, I would at least catch this old guy and pretend to be." Donny's watch changed and assembled into a pistol. He didn't say anything. If John really wanted to catch people without hesitation, he would kill the vampire immediately. He hesitated, and instead revealed that they had problems.

"Even if you are pure blood, you will die if you beat you up or drag it to the sun."

He is threatening the pure blood species, not to mention death. Any natural vampire is precious, killing one less.

John's face turned pale. He noticed his mistake. This guy didn't play by the rules at all. He pretended to be calm and said coldly: "I'm just surprised that you are so good at it, which is different from the rumor." As he said that, he was about to catch the old bartender.

A hint of panic flashed in the old bartender's eyes, but he still tried hard to perform, pretending to be eager to be taken away.

Donnie stood there, indifferently, just watching the vampire catch people. In fact, the source of fire in his mind had been jumping, flashing with light, and his mobile phone watch was ready to move, and he started to attack at any time.

John's face looked extremely ugly. He grabbed the old bartender with a tough bullet and was about to leave. He couldn't care about so much. He couldn't even save his life if he delayed.

"Why do you get the job done? Wouldn't your goal be achieved?" Donny turned the pistol in his hand and said slowly: "You don't want me to hand over the old bartender. You want me and the vampire to continue fighting and never stop. Otherwise, there is no need to be such a trouble. The old bartender is far away from me, and you can completely control him and talk to me."

John Thompson was sweating profusely and said angrily: "Are you cheating me? Do you really want to declare war on us?!"

That being said, the guy in front of him would really kill him, and he hadn't lived enough yet. He looked around and saw where to escape.

The old bartender had a bitter face. He was now in the hands of a vampire and became a frustrated hostage. According to the style of this old fried dough stick, he would not let himself be in danger. He looked at Donnie pitifully and shouted that he wanted Donnie to save him and must not cheat him.

John had anger in his heart and went up and punched the old bartender to break the head.

"Who is the guy behind you? I'll let you go if I say it. If I don't say it, I'll beat you to death. Anyway, you're just an abandoned child, otherwise you wouldn't have been sent to negotiate with me. If you have any negligence, you will be beaten to death by me."

Donnie turned his gun and pointed at John. The other vampires also drew their guns to Donnie. The two sides confronted each other and refused to give in. Donnie mocked John, why was he so loyal, and as long as he told him who was behind the scenes, he would let him go immediately.

John looked gloomy and worried about gains and losses in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth and said a name.

Dickon Fraust, a mixed blood species.

"A big family like Thompson, which has been passed down for thousands of years, actually does something for a acquired mixed blood species? Don't you feel embarrassed?" Donnie sneered. He mocked Thompson for losing all the dignity of the pure blood species in this generation. Their nobility was thrown to the ground, covered with dust, and not worth mentioning like garbage.

John gritted his teeth and stopped talking. Instead, his subordinates were extremely angry and could hardly help but shoot.

Donnie thought something. It was no surprise that Dicken was instructing them. Dicken is a famous madman and ambitious man in the vampire world. He transformed into a vampire a day but quickly climbed to a high position, second only to the thirteen clans with the highest status. It is a myth. For the vampire at the bottom, it is a bowl of rich inspirational chicken soup, rich in nutrition, and can kill them.

But the ambitious Dickon chose John Thompson, a young coward, or he treated John as an abandoned son, or he could not fully control the Thompson family, and could only win over a group of small characters, which was a kind of mutual benefit, or a unilateral refuge by John and others.

The internal battle between vampires was even more intense than he thought.

John couldn't withstand the pressure, so he wanted to take people away quickly. It's true that he was from the Thompson family, but he was just an optional person in the family. Now he began to suspect that Dickon deliberately threw him out as an abandoned child. He wanted to live but not die.

"Kill all other ordinary humans, and no one can be let go!" John gritted his teeth. He lost all his face and wanted to kill people to vent his anger, and also kept the secret.

The clever guy ran away long ago when he saw something was wrong. The ordinary people who stayed behind were not serious about watching the fun, but they also heard amazing things, such as keywords such as "vampire".

Many people are confused. Their contact level cannot be deeply understood by the reality of the world. Many news has been strictly blocked by relevant institutions and organizations and refuse to be exposed to ordinary people, so as not to cause panic.

But there was one thing they understood and these guys wanted to kill them to silence them.

"Where did the baby come from? You are so crazy! I didn't have you when I was in the underworld!" These people immediately stopped doing it and wanted to search the guys.

Most of the people who stayed have black backgrounds, and few of them were clean. They usually rolled up their sleeves and did it so that they wouldn't talk to you for a long time.

But now their scalp is numb. No matter how fiercely they shout, they cannot hide the fact that these weird guys can confront the mechanics. Can they really do it?

"Mechanic, please help us! We will repay you!"
Chapter completed!