all blood

The moment Eve rushed over, Red felt as if his premonition had come true, and he was right not to leave.

Eve just stood there, disheveled, but unflinching.He faced Mr. Hugo directly, without any flattery.

"You came at the right time, Mr. Akat. I think your entourage will perform better with you here." Mr. Hugo smiled modestly.

"My dear sir, I'm sorry." Ive's upper and lower lips touched, and he said something completely different from yesterday.

"We can't lie to you anymore, please let your lover go."

"What are you talking about?" Mr. Hugo frowned instantly, and his smile disappeared. Over the years, he has hired so many warlocks and necromancers to maintain his lover's life, not just to listen to this!

Eve didn't hesitate, even though the bodyguards surrounded him, he still said the following words abruptly: "It has completely deteriorated."

"Maybe you think it's outrageous, but I swear to Satan, I established some kind of connection with its biological waves while I was dormant, and saw the most terrifying sight so far. It's not an exaggeration to call it hell! You guys are born Stitch it together and forcefully seal its soul with forbidden rituals!"

"Shut your mouth! Yves Arcat!" Hugo's slender eyes were about to pop out.

Ive ignored Hugo's warning, he said loudly, as if his core was trembling, "The confinement made its soul shattered, it became neither human nor dead, it became a creature that wandered between the two." Monster, it hates you!"

"Enough! Do you want to die! I seem to be too polite to you! Akat!"

Hugo's eyes were red, no one dared to question his decision!

"It doesn't know you anymore!" Ive's voice became sharper, "There is only simple appetite and killing, and the pain of being corroded by acid every day!"

"Mr. Hugo, because of you, hell has nothing to do with it!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

Red pulled Yves to his side in time, and the two of them retreated to the corner of the room together. All the bodyguards pointed their guns and sharp claws at them, and they could tear their bodies apart in the next second. I'm afraid they have to kill them today. .

"Akat! You liar, you want to get close to me, but today you talk nonsense, what is your purpose!"

"My company needs your help. It needs you so much, Mr. Hugo!" Yves and Red stood side by side, and he subconsciously grabbed each other's arm. Red turned his head and grabbed him back .

"But I had a similar experience to your lover, I was forced to sleep for nearly 100 years, I was locked in a fucking cold container, every day was cold to death, my bones were cracking, any time Broken to pieces! But I can't wake up at all! I know how it feels to be played with and imprisoned!"

"It needs you, Mr. Hugo! It needs you to let it go!"

If it wasn't for someone supporting him from behind, Mr. Hugo would have fallen, he was panicking and speaking incoherently, and Yves' words and his persistence for many years were violently impacted.

"No, no, no!" He said to himself, speaking very fast, "You are just making excuses for not going on! Take them away! Lock them up!"

The bodyguards surrounded them even tighter, and Yves held Reid down. He shook his head, signaling that he should do nothing, and said the last words to Hugo.

"Sir, you don't need the ability of 'chaotic communication' anymore. If your body is weak enough, maybe you can establish a connection. At that time, listen to its inner voice."

"Trust me, this is the last time!"

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When the room is completely isolated, it is impossible to distinguish between day and night, or even the length of time, as if every minute and every second is stretched or compressed.

The negotiation broke down completely, and Mr. Hugo became furious and imprisoned Yves and Reid. To be precise, he imprisoned them illegally, and he might even kill them.

"Damn it, how long have we been locked up?" Yves cursed, he kicked the iron door, "We should have kidnapped him then, and forced him to spit out the money! Put him in a sack when we got the money Throw it into the river ditch to feed the fish, it will bleed!"

"It's too late to say these things now, we have missed the best time to escape." Reid sat on the ground, he is a human being, and this consumption will have a greater impact on him.

"How's your perfume, won't you reveal your identity?" Eve asked.

"I've got some hidden in my buttons and my shoes, but we'll be dead before then," Red said.

"Is he really going to kill us?"

"Who knows."

"What should I do?"

"Find a way to escape." Red looked at the iron gate. There would be a shift change every day, and occasionally the guards would talk to them. If they were not regular troops, Red felt a little confident.

"What if we can't escape?" Eve asked tremblingly, "Are we just waiting to die?"

Red watched him, his eyes determined.

"Suck my blood, you can live longer, maybe Neil can bring someone to save you."

"You bastard... you really speak..."

Yves bit his lip. Red's words made him a little at a loss. Even if he sacrificed himself, he still wanted to protect him. He didn't leave him even if the quarrel broke out. In the case of vampires, they may never be able to accept each other forever.

"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have said that that day." Eve hummed a mosquito voice.

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Reid raised his eyelids. In fact, he had been thinking about how to get out, but because of this sentence, his thoughts were interrupted, and he couldn't find his original train of thought at all. A subtle feeling was spreading. He didn't give up on Eve and ran away alone. And Yves didn't make him regret it.

"Maybe it's a bit strange for me to say that..." He turned his head away, as if unable to express his feelings accurately, "When I saw you appear today, I...really... very happy."

"Heh, I'm actually quite happy, you didn't get scolded and ran away, we can still sit and chat..." Ive shrugged, the vampire was very embarrassed by such a 'human' dialogue.

Red gave up some seats and motioned for Eve to save his energy and sit down. He sat next to Red and leaned on his shoulder.

"You are so warm, I have the illusion of being alive."

Red laughed. He intentionally moved his arm out of the way so that Ive could lean on it more comfortably.

They were facing the iron gate, which was dark. They could not have been so downcast, at least they used Hugo's feelings for his lover to gain some benefits from it, but now they turned their cards on the table.

The deadline has passed, the company is about to go bankrupt, and a press conference is about to be held. Neil is probably going crazy, and they may not be able to get out alive, and everything will eventually be over.

It's so fucking boring.

……

Boom, boom.

The iron chain was turning, and the iron door opened irregularly at this time, the light poured in, and a slender black shadow was reflected on the ground.

"Mr. Ackat, I think, let's talk again."

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The skyscrapers are overcrowded, the doors are crowded, gentlemen with slicked backs and recording pens are whispering to each other, some of them are wearing berets, some are holding canes decorated with silver skulls, these people It's the reporters of the Empire.

After waiting for nearly an hour, the organizer prepared a coffin for them to rest, with a brand new logo 'Blue Ghost' embedded on it. Today is the product launch of Philip's new company.

The fanfare of the scene aroused the curiosity of the reporters even more. You must know that this floor is the headquarters of the empire's first coffin brand 'Hot Kiss'. Now Philip's new company is singing against 'Hot Kiss'. The background is unusual. ferocious.

The press conference invited almost all the media in the empire. Needless to say, this move was a naked provocation to Yves Company, but what surprised the media even more was that the always arrogant and high-profile chief designer of Kiss was indifferent. For a period of time, there was no obvious move, let alone an effective counterattack, but unfavorable rumors intensified.

Phillip, in the audience, was triumphant. He was ready, with a bunch of colorful feathers in the frills of his chest, which made him look like a strutting rooster.He hooked his fingers to call the assistant over, and asked in a low voice, "How is the arrangement going?"

"Please don't worry, dozens of villains are ambushing in the alley. According to your order, they are all repeat criminals with full records. As long as you give an order, they will line up downstairs and smash the 'Hot Kiss' 'The company's glass, scolding their brand is inferior, spare no effort to expand your momentum, even more extreme things are familiar with it."

"Haha, very good." Philip's fat eyelids almost covered his eyes. He imagined that after the press conference, the products of "Hot Kiss" would be thrown directly into the trash can from consumers' bedrooms. Yves must have a beautiful expression up.

"At that time, after I announce the tragic status quo of the Hot Kiss brand, you will release all the scumbags, put on a show in front of the reporters, and ask them to write about the fall of a bright new star."

The assistant nodded, it was all right.

"Is Yves here?" Philip looked around impatiently, searching the guest seats, but only saw Neil.

Why is he the only one?Philip was disappointed, but soon he became emotional again. Yves must be hiding in a corner and watching. He doesn't have the courage to face the situation. Haha, he almost laughed out loud.

At the guest table, Neil's condition was terrible. He was like a withered scarecrow wearing a vampire's skin. Ive had lost contact with him for three days. He tried to find him, but he had no clue. It took all my energy to stop the rumors.

The invitation letter for the press conference was handed over to him more than once. Knowing that the invitation was not easy, Neil still chose to go, because the 'Hot Kiss' brand would be over if no one showed up.

The screen showed that Yves' cell phone was still turned off, and Neil cursed. He decided to report the case to the executive bureau after the press conference, and there was no longer any delay.

Yves!He muttered, "I'm making a fortune from your talent, you're going to be safe and sound!"

……

The press conference started. Philip stood on the podium pretending to be, talking about his products. He was trying to be the boss, and he would be the headline in the next few days.

When it came time to answer reporters' questions, the topic started to go off track.

"It's also a coffin-forming product. Have you considered the feeling of the 'Hot Kiss' brand upstairs?" The reporter asked directly and harshly, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, "It is rumored that you have given them a lot of pressure. .”

"Hahaha." Philip was waiting to find out the trigger.

"Competition is bound to be accompanied by pressure. The dark night gives us the power of darkness. Our survival is more cruel, and the competition is more cruel. If someone can stay, someone will be out."

"You mean you've been kicked out of 'Hot Kiss'?"

Philip spread his hands, deliberately spread the 'fire' of the topic, and raised his chin towards the guests: "Who knows, why don't you ask the sales director of Hot Kiss?"

The gathering of spotlights proves the hunger of the media. Everyone is looking at Neil. They have been holding back a big piece of news recently. The news about "Hot Kiss" collected before is all speculation. Now that they see the person in charge, how can it be so easy? let him go.For a while, various questions rang out.

"It's been reported that the Hot Kiss Company has disintegrated. Are you trying to procrastinate for time, or do you have a bigger plan?"

"What is your relationship with Mr. Big, and does his bankruptcy affect you?"

"You were the one who showed up during this time, what about Mr. Akat?"

The temperature in the room soared to new heights, Neil was surrounded by questions, and he gave Philip a vicious look. The bastard deliberately set the fire on him.

"Don't talk about the 'hot kiss' anymore. This is Philip's press conference. We don't want to overwhelm the guests." He announced, trying to calm the reporters' curiosity and not being a thorn in Philip's home court.

"You don't have to avoid it. I am willing to dedicate the precious time of the press conference to let you explain the current situation of the company and the situation of Mr. Akat. I haven't seen him for a long time. I also miss him." Philip pretended to open his arms, enthusiastically The look and the Fat Boy Holy Father yes.

"There's no need for good intentions." Neil refused simply, and the chair behind him began to tremble, proving that his bad temper was hovering at the critical point, "Philip, don't ask about your opponent's situation at your press conference, this is basic etiquette , you should know better than anyone else."

Philip's innocent eyes flashed, but his smile was obvious. He rubbed his hands gently, looking flattering, but the words he said were really tough.

"Who says we must be competitors in the future? Mr. Neil, I'm the one who has the greatest possibility of acquiring your 'Hot Kiss'." He smiled, his eyes darkened, showing his sinister nature.

His arrogance caused Neil's eyes to change color, and the reporters set off a round of more intense questions, pressing the knife to the throat of the company's survival.Neil got up to leave.

"Don't be so anxious to leave?" Philip said hypocritically, "Why didn't you see Mr. Arkart, or did he leave you and left first?"

As soon as the words came out, Neil quickly rolled up to Philip and grabbed his neck. The reporters exclaimed, is this a fight?Everyone showed their killing nature and were very excited.

"Can you say that again!"

"Ha." Enjoying the pleasure of poking his opponent's weakness, Philip pulled Neil closer and whispered clearly into his ear, "Yves may have left you and fled, and he is now in a resort Be happy and leave the mess to you."

"If you are willing to cooperate with me, maybe we can negotiate a good price."

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"Neil, my old buddy, it's really troublesome that you can't get rid of your bad temper after so many years."

The audience's attention seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and everyone looked at the door in unison.

There were exclamations one after another in an instant.

Eve shows up.

He just stood there with his trouser pocket in his pocket, hooked his other finger, and his black eyes blurred the audience, like a low-hanging starry sky, boundless brightness and light.

"Hi, dear journalist friends."

"Your popular lover is back."