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Chapter 85 Chapter XXXVIII Blood-Stained Ghost Part 8

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    Quickly and mercilessly piercing through like a terrifying beast, blood was dripping in an instant.

    "Goo" Xing Yu let out a painful moan from his throat, and his ferocious eyes were filled with resentment.

    Following the sound of his arm being pulled out of the flesh and blood, Xingyu's eyes disappeared and he fell straight into a pool of blood.

    "I appreciate you, brat." The man slightly stretched out his tongue hidden in his thick white beard, licking his blood-stained arm.

    "You bastard! Do you still have a hand?" Bei Mian gritted her teeth and shouted. At this moment, she only had anger in her heart, so that even her tears were burned dry. Facing Xing Yu's death, she did not shed a single tear.  .  All she has now is the blazing heart-burning fire.

    The man glanced at Bei Mian, his sharp eyes pierced from the blood-red pupils in the azure blue, like two scalpels across Bei Mian's body.

    "No, the 'I' just now was indeed driven to a corner by your friend, and there was nothing I could do. That's why I praised your friend, but" When he said this, the man paused for a moment.  Two models were taken out of an old aristocratic long coat.

    It was a model of two cats, one cat was standing upright, its watery eyes seemed to be still blinking; the other cat was upside down, and the halo above its head indicated that its fate had come.

    "Cats Thanks to your era, there were such handicrafts." Bei Mian sneered disdainfully.

    "cat?"

    Bei Mian suddenly felt a sense of strangeness.

    "Did he just say 'that me'?"

    At this moment, a terrible association was uncontrollably connected and formed in Bei Mian's mind.

    A living cat and a dead cat, this is undoubtedly explaining a famous model of quantum mechanics - Schr?dinger's cat!

    And this experiment is the basis for a certain space concept.

    "You bastard! Are you Vlad from the parallel world!?"

    Even though he didn't want to imagine it, Bei Mian still said it and asked sharply.

    Vlad turned to Beimian, bent down gracefully, and gave a standard gentleman's salute to Beimian.

    "It's right here."

    The head was raised slightly, and under the light of the red moon, there was a cruel smile and wolf-like eyes.

    Bei Mian clenched his fist tightly, his joints creaked, and his back molars were almost crushed.

    That model should indeed be some unknown magic item, with which Vlad was able to travel through parallel worlds.

    What a shameless approach, it is an even worse way to win than a sneak attack.

    "I advise you to think twice before confronting me." Vlad looked at the murderous Bei Mian and reminded slowly, "I didn't intend to attack you in the first place, if you plan to challenge me beyond your limits,  I promise you will die here."

    Bei Mian stared at the man's haughty eyes, burning with anger.

    "Indeed, now I don't have the capital to fight you at all." Bei Mian had a sullen face, her eyes were covered by drooping maroon bangs.

    "However, when I see a bastard like you, my only principle in Bei Mian is to beat one up!" Suddenly, Bei Mian tossed his hair, revealing two eyes, one blue and one golden, shining with anger, "Don't forget  Yes, I'm a bad guy!"

    "Huh? Then, I can understand that you are already hostile to me, right?" Vlad looked at Bei Mian slightly surprised, "Well then, I respect your decision"

    "I didn't say I would respect your decision"

    The bursting flames tore through the darkness.

    A silver bullet passed through the vampire's head, and the shell case fell in front of Bei Mian, making a crisp sound.

    The blood-red pupils instantly dimmed, and the original calm expression was forever frozen on his face.

    "Disappear."

    Following a push from behind by a hand protruding from the darkness, the pale body fell heavily to the ground.

    "Who are you?" Bei Mian stared at the darkness that exuded gunpowder smoke, and at the figure emerging from that darkness.

    Black square glasses, short fluffy hair, cold gray pupils, a Colt pistol still smoking from the muzzle, and

    Hanging on the chest, a golden cross (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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