Ordinary people will die if they are injured, but for him, except for some special attacks, there is no fatal injury. The powerful recovery ability and short-term flight ability are enough to allow him to deal with all special situations.

Even if the injury is a little bit worse, he only needs to find a beautiful woman to suck their blood, and the injuries will recover quickly. In his opinion, the blood clan is the most perfect existence in this world, and the only regret is that he cannot touch the sun.

But he didn't care. After all, as a killer, he had no reason to be outside during the day.

"Isn't that a vampire?" Huang Tianba curled his lips. At this moment, he understood the other party's identity, and then couldn't help but ask curiously: "Then I have a problem."

As a gentleman, I allow you to ask a question that has nothing to do with my organization before you die. The old man who thought he was sure to win looked at Huang Tianba and said.

"I heard that you vampires make a living by sucking human blood. So the question is, can you eat it if it is a woman's menstruation?" Huang Tianba asked this question with a curious look on his face. He had been holding it in for a long time.

When watching horror movies at home, these zombie vampires said they were sucking human blood for a living. At that time, he was very curious whether these ghosts could suck women's aunt's blood. If possible, can humans get along with them normally? At worst, environmental workers were responsible for helping them collect sanitary napkins and soaking them in water, so that they would not have to kill people and suck blood.

"Then you deserve to die." The old man who was smiling just now became furious in an instant, as if the cat who had been stepped on his tail roared and rushed towards Huang Tianba.

This dog-good beast should never raise such stupid and obscene topics. How could a noble blood clan suck that dirty blood to make a living? It is as infuriating as a person being asked if you want to eat shit.

Its speed was several times faster than before when it flew. Its two claws stabbed Huang Tianba hard, but Huang Tianba grabbed his nails with both hands, and stopped letting him move forward.

The old man just sneered and took Huang Tianba to the air. Isn’t this kid strong? It doesn’t matter. He just took this kid to fly. He wanted to see if this kid would fall and die after flying about ten meters.

As long as he lets go his hand and has the advantage of flying, he can launch the next round of attack at any time.

From beginning to end, the initiative is in his hands.

But what he didn't expect was that just as he flew up, Huang Tianba just looked up at him and said slightly: "The game is over here."

The next second, two flying swords flashed by, and a golden flying sword passed through the old man's throat with lightning. His head rolled down from his neck, and a fiery red flying sword stabbed in from the wound of his cut neck. Then a flame burst out from the old man's body, burning his headless body directly into a big fireball.

A burnt smell of meat quickly spread out, and in less than half a minute, the old man's body was burned to a pool of black gray.

But the old man did not die because of this. There was still some flesh and blood growing slowly at the place where his head rolled to the ground connected to his neck. Although the speed was extremely slow, it seemed that as long as he was given enough time, he could grow a body again.

And his eyes were looking at Huang Tianba with fear. He was still sure to win. He had already started begging for mercy and said, "Stop, don't kill me, I can talk about anything."

He didn't even figure out what had happened just now, but he found that his head had been cut off and his body had been burned to a pool of ashes.

Now that he has only one head left, even an ordinary person can easily solve it. After all, if his head is destroyed, his body will not be able to completely recover.

What's even more terrifying was that a flying sword as big as a palm was pausing beside him. The terrifying high temperature emitted from it made his scalp numb. He knew that as soon as this thing touched him, his head would turn into a ball of dust.

What is this ghost thing? Why didn’t he know that there was such an attack method?

"No wonder others said that you French surrendered very quickly. At first, your attitude made me doubt it, but now I believe it." Huang Tianba just smiled, then reached out and grabbed the golden flying sword and returned to his hand to turn into a ring, and the fiery red flying sword paused next to the head of the old monster, and could attack at any time.

He walked to the other side and squatted down, looked at the old head and said, "So the old rules, please introduce me first. Who are the people in your organization doing what?"

He is no longer interested in how the old man became a vampire. It is indeed difficult to win if an ordinary warrior faces such a monster, but as a cultivator, just two flying swords is enough to let the old monster drink a pot.

The old man said pale and said, "I can't tell you this. I have made a vow to keep the organization confidential. Once I say it, I will be wiped out. This is not that I want to lie to you on purpose, but that we vampires really have to abide by certain vows, otherwise we will be punished. Moreover, the organization has always been in a single line of contact, and I don't know much about the organization."

These are all his heartfelt words. Although their blood clan is far stronger than the human race, they also have their rules, such as making a blood oath, once a vampire dares to violate the blood oath, they will be punished by death.

As for the organization, although he has some status, he is not qualified to know everything about the organization. He usually accepts single-line contacts from the organization and does not know much about the organization. He only knows that the organization is omnipotent in Europe and North America.

"Then I have nothing to say to you." Huang Tianba walked over and stepped on the old man's head with a heavy kick, holding a silver needle in his hand and stabbed him directly into the other party's temple.

Although the other party said that he was a blood clan, his body and human structure were not very different. It would be no problem to look at his memory using the Tianxi needle method.

He had just stabbed in with a silver needle to see the old man's memory. After less than ten seconds of reading, a red light suddenly flashed across the old man's eyes, and then his skin became wrinkled, and then slowly turned into pieces of debris, which were actually wiped out on the spot.

Even his head was gone, so Huang Tianba naturally couldn't see the guy's memory further. Fortunately, he had already obtained a piece of information in less than ten seconds.

The Frenchman who had caused the Murong family to go bankrupt before will go to Korea to meet this old guy in a few days.

Although I didn't get more useful from this old guy's head, that French man is different from this old man. His status is higher in the organization, otherwise you would not be sent to take charge of China's affairs. If he could catch him, he would probably have more knowledge of this mysterious organization.
Chapter completed!