Gamers Are Fierce: 189th secret door

The president of Jinquan Bank in Frankfurt is a middle-aged man with a big belly and a fat brain. At this time, he was sitting on the soft sofa in the VIP box, with Erlang's legs crossed, swinging impatiently with ice cream Glass of Whiskey.

"Damn, why haven't you come yet."

He scolded and slammed the glass on the table.

As a promising billionaire, he is also a guest of this nightclub and enjoys permanent access to this VIP box-

In order to facilitate his work, the walls of this room are covered with a thick layer of sound insulation pads, so even if the noise inside is loud, the outside will not be able to hear it.

According to the past practice, the manager of the nightclub will send the screenshots of the surveillance screen in the nightclub to the private chat group every ten minutes (the group is full of big people like the bank manager), if anyone takes a fancy to a certain guest , just notify the manager in charge, who will get the security team to act.

But now, the boss has been sitting on the sofa for twenty minutes, not to mention the ordered goods, not even a single person who came to apologize.

"Fuck."

He was fiery and irritable, he patted the armrest of the sofa, stood up, moved his bloated body, and walked towards the door of the private room.

As soon as he put his palm on the door handle, the door was slammed open, and a security guard who was covered in blood and had a vertical scar on his chest was holding the door and fell in.

The manager, who was still hot just now, woke up instantly, bowed down to cover the mouth of the security guard who wanted to scream, and dragged him into the door,

At the same time, the door was gently closed without making any sound, and the door was locked.

As an ordinary person, the head of the bank listened for a while, but he didn't hear any sound before he lowered his head and asked in a low voice to the security guard lying on his back,

"What's going on outside?"

As a blood slave, this security guard still struggled not to die completely even though his stomach was ripped open and blood dripped all over the floor - even the huge wounds on his waist and abdomen were slowly healing.

Of course the president knows what kind of existence the Miller family runs this nightclub,

In fact, in a few years, when his good friend Alex Miller is promoted to Viscount, he will also be eligible for the first embrace,

Transform directly into an orthodox vampire, and serve as a bull and a horse for the Miller family in exchange for an opportunity for longevity - vampires also need white gloves to operate and make money.

The security guard's forehead was covered in sweat, his facial expression was grim and contorted, and his palms covered his stomach to prevent the water from flowing out.

Hearing the president's question, he said hoarsely and lowly: "There is..."

Boom——

A long spear with a bone spear blade directly pierced through the thick and solid soundproof wall, and without any hesitation, shot the security guard's head with precision, twisted it at will, dragged a single head, and slowly pumped it out. go back.

This picture is a bit like eating a strawberry with a toothpick.

!

The president's heart was pounding and it was about to burst. He immediately lay on the ground, instead of crawling to the bathroom, he crawled to the front corner, and the entire huge body shrank directly under the half of the gun.

The long gun was withdrawn from the house, and the security guard's head with a terrified expression hit the wall and fell with a clatter,

Unfortunately, it happened to fall into the arms of the president.

Four eyes are facing each other, and the soul of the governor will be separated from the body and fly straight into the sky.

An eye peered in through the hole in the wall caused by the gun's penetration.

"Is there anyone here..."

The president heard the low and terrifying voice of an old woman outside, and hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth to prevent the sound of his teeth chattering from leaking out.

For a long time, he heard the fading footsteps of "Tadata", and the unknown existence with a long spear seemed to have left here.

The captain released his palm from his mouth, feeling the pants under his buttocks soaked in urine.

Fortunately, I survived...

He let out a long sigh of relief, resisting the urge to drop his head in his arms, carefully and slowly placing it on the ground,

Shifting limbs in slow motion, crawling to the other side of the booth.

There is his mobile phone there, as long as you climb over, you can take it and hide in the toilet to notify others.

He was on all fours like a dog, crawling humbly, and before he could climb a few steps, his scalp went numb.

The feeling of being watched.

As if half-frozen, the captain turned his head slowly (he could even hear the rust cracking of his neck) and looked back.

On the wall facing the corridor, one eye, through the hole in the wall, stared coldly at him lying on the ground.

"One more."

The old woman's voice sounded again.

The Governor collapsed to the ground, crawling backwards on all fours, subconsciously wanting to scream.

Zheng——

The triangular bone-pointed gun once again pierced the wall,

The bony spine extended a long distance, sending the spear blade straight into the head of the head's neck, pausing for a few seconds, as if giving the head another time to savor.

"Whoosh"

As the spear blade bounced back, a large amount of blood spewed from the leader's neck.

His eyes were wide open, and his fat fingers were desperately clutching his neck, but he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out from his body, splashing on the ceiling wantonly, smearing a scarlet picture.

Clap.

The heavy body fell to his knees, no longer breathing.

Li Ang, who was walking in the corridor, threw a spear at random, and threw out the little scarlet on the spear blade.

He pressed the triangular bone-pointed spear against the wall lightly, and through the wall, he fired the gun blade inward, and easily cut down the living people in the house who were no longer worthy of being called human beings.

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In the box at the end of the corridor, the few remaining security guards with long guns and short cannons surrounded Alex Miller and stood at the end of the room.

Alex, who is of bloodline, has blond hair that shines like the sun, a handsome and feminine appearance, and deep and blue eyes - but there is always a lingering perverseness and haggard between his eyebrows.

Several mortal rich kids, who were also playboys, stood beside Alex tremblingly - some of them didn't even get dressed because they had so much fun just now.

Alex didn't even bother to look at these so-called "friends", his face was gloomy, and he whispered the name of the bodyguard assigned to him by his father, "Paul, how is it outside?"

The man in a suit, named Paul, has a narrow, horse-like face and holds two long, narrow machetes with deep blood grooves in his hands.

Hearing Alex's cry~IndoMTL.com~, who was standing on the edge of the wall with his blade against the wall, he turned his head and shook his head gloomily, "Master, support is already on its way, you first Get out of the dark."

"Hmm."

Alex is no bullshit, just nods.

Although this Paul is an elder who watched him grow up with his own eyes, the blood slave is only a blood slave after all.

Surrounded by bodyguards, Alex entered the bathroom of the private room, swiped his finger under the glass mirror, and opened the secret door.

After the secret door was opened, he let several bodyguards walk into the secret passage and walked in behind him.

A vampire is immortal, not immortal. The long life did not make them look down on the mundane world, but they were even more afraid of death. Even the nightclubs and bars of their own forces had to set up secret doors and secret escape routes.

Paul watched Alex disappear completely, shook his head, and continued to stare at the wall.

The ability of the blood race allowed him to clearly feel the sound of low footsteps sprinting in the distance of the corridor through the thick soundproof wall panels, running faster and faster, rushing towards this box!

It is now!

Paul's body swelled violently, his long and narrow face turned hideous and ugly, his nose protruded and rolled inward, his ears extended back, and a layer of light black short hair appeared on his skin.

In less than half a second, he turned into a half-human half-bat with a height of more than two meters, and his burly body directly burst his suit jacket.

The long and narrow machete, which was originally a bit bulky, is now light and nimble in his hands,

On the sound of "呲", the blade easily pierced through the wall and straddled the opponent's attacking road. Driven by the half-man, half-bat monster, it dragged forward fiercely,

It's about to cut off the head of the enemy!