"Why haven't you left yet?" Prince Viken frowned, looking at Van Helsing and asked dissatisfied.

"Actually, it was your brother-in-law, the man named Ye Zhou who arranged for me to stay..." Fan Haixin had to pull up Zhou Ye's tiger skin, there was no way, who made him an unwelcome person now What about people?

"Really?" Prince Viken looked at Van Helsing in disbelief, then beckoned to one of his attendants, and then asked him to go back to his castle to ask what his brother-in-law meant...

The current Zhou Ye, relying on his tyrannical force, has erected a unique image in Viken's mind...

"If you let me know you're lying to me..." Viken looked straight into Van Helsing's eyes and said coldly, "I'll kick you out of here, lying down..."

"..." Facing Viken's words, Van Helsing just shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything... For him, he had seen local people who were even more unfriendly than Viken, and there was nothing to be angry about...

A group of people just stood in the crowd, waiting for the return of Viken's attendants, and the monk Karl, who claimed to be a monk, was obviously very interested in the scene of violence against three female vampires in the crowd...

While making a cross in his mouth, he widened his eyes, and from time to time he spilled out a few not-so-civilized words...

In fact, everyone didn't wait long. Soon - Viken's attendant rushed back from the castle. After he whispered a few words in his prince's ear, Viken looked at Van Helsing and finally nodded. "Well, it looks like you're not lying, out-of-towners...I'll send Paul to help you, just say hello to him if you need anything...he'll help you!"

After saying these words, Viken ignored Van Helsing and turned his head to look at the center of the square. He was also very interested in the brutal scene, but because of his identity, he couldn't go out in person, so he could only stand. I've had an eye-opening experience here...

"Hello, I'm Paul, you can come to me if you need help!" Paul said to Van Helsing with a smile.

"Let's go, Karl... We should be busy..." Van Helsing pulled Karl, who was still concentratingly watching the scene inside, and nodded to Paul, saying, "I think, I need to requisition Houses near the square…”

"No problem!" Paul laughed.

Van Helsing dragged Karl and walked towards the house near the square... He wanted to prepare some small surprises for Dracula, and he did not think he would lose to Dracula, the vampire...

Chapter 1351

Chapter 1351

The night is gradually falling in the city of Transylvania...

The weather tonight is not very good. In the dark sky, there is no starlight shining, and even the brilliance of the moon is blocked by the dark clouds. A moment of boredom.

The crowd in the center of the square has long since dispersed, leaving only three female vampires firmly fixed to the wooden boards by silver-plated iron chains... They are now looking extremely embarrassed, no longer arrogant during the day... …

In the quiet square, there were only four oil lamps with lampshades standing around the female vampire, illuminating the open space as bright as day.

"Is Dracula really coming?"

In the houses near the square, Karl and Van Helsing curled up behind the door, looking at the square through the crack of the door, his eyes kept on the next three road of the three vampires...

"Of course it will come!" Fan Haixin sat leaning against the door, holding the repaired silver stake in one hand and the silver cross in the other...

He saw Carl's lewd behavior, but he didn't scold Carl. In Van Helsing's opinion... This guy is pitiful enough. He grew up in a monastery and has been doing research at the headquarters of the Knights of the Holy Order. It's normal for a woman to behave like this...

"Why?" Carl asked, still staring at the center of the square...

"It's about the dignity of a man, you don't understand!" Van Helsing couldn't explain too much to Carl, so he could only casually say.

At this moment, a cold wind blew through... The oil lamp in the lampshade was even blown out, and the other three oil lamps were also lingering in the wind. For a time, the light was suppressed to a minimum... Square The center gets a little dark...

"What is that??" Carl exclaimed...

"What did you see?" Van Helsing asked hastily.

"A figure, a dark figure..." Carl felt his heart beat so violently, as if he was facing his natural enemy...

"Where??" Fan Helsing asked in a low voice, lying in the crack of the door, looking towards the square...I saw nothing but the three dying female vampires in the dark square..."No... …”

"Are you looking for me?" A deep voice rang in the ears of the two of them...

Van Helsing stabbed the silver stake in his hand without looking back...

Feeling the sluggish feeling of the silver stake in his hand piercing his body, Van Helsing couldn't help but feel a joy in his heart. This mission is really too easy...and Dracula is nothing more than that...

However, what made him feel wrong was that even though he was sure that the silver stake in his hand had stabbed into Dracula's mouth, he still didn't hear that kind of scream after the monster was purified...

"Let's go..." Van Helsing couldn't care less, grabbed Carl's collar, and then slammed into the wooden door in front of him.

...

click-

The rotten wooden door shattered to pieces under the impact of Van Helsing... The two of them turned to the square one by one.

"What an unexpected visitor, Van Helsing..." A faint voice came from the door... Following the voice, a figure in a decent dress appeared in front of Van Helsing and Karl...

"You know me?" Van Helsing stared at the figure who came out of the room. He was sure that he had never seen Dracula, but... this vampire recognized himself at the first time...

"Is this your silver stake??" Dracula walked towards Van Helsing while answering the question, pulling out his own silver stake... and then threw it on the ground. "How long has it been? Three hundred years? Or four hundred years? You don't remember? Do you?"

"What should I remember?" Van Helsing stepped back while waving for Carl to hide quickly...

"You are the famous Van Helsing, trained by monks in Tibet and mullahs in Istanbul... Sheltered in Rome, but - like me, hunted down..." Dracula's expression looked very excited...

"The Knights of the Holy Order know everything about you, and it's not surprising that you know about me..." Van Helsing slowly stepped back.

"Yes, but not only that..." Dracula smiled and pressed Van Helsing... "You still wear my ring, it seems—it will be returned to its original owner today..."

"..." Van Helsing habitually touched the ring on his right hand. It was a family crest engraved with a winged serpent. The crest on this ring was exactly the same as the Villeris family crest. One of the reasons for this is that he wants to pursue his past...

"The hatred between us... It's far more than that, Gabriel..." Dracula looked at Van Helsing's small movements, with a hideous smile on his face: "Let me introduce myself again, I'm Vanslaw Deku Count La, born in 1422 - murdered in 1462... Now, with all your doubts, go to hell!"

As Dracula approached, Van Helsing had to retreat towards the three female vampires tied up in the center of the square...

When Van Helsing noticed that Dracula had followed his footsteps and stepped into a small circle... He gestured slightly in Karl's direction...

Then, there was a sound of tight ropes... A noose made of silver and steel wires rose from the ground, instantly caught Dracula's feet, and then hung him upside down...

However, this is not the end. With the sound of a clack of gears, a crossbow arrow soaked in holy water pierced into Dracula's body like this...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Has anyone told you that you're talking too much nonsense!" Van Helsing took out a silver cross from behind him, and pressed it to Dracula's forehead without hesitation... …

"what--!"

When the silver cross touched Dracula's body, a burst of flame burned from the cross... The warmth made Van Helsing have to let go of his hand holding the cross...

However, the cross was still sticking to Dracula's face, burning desperately... Soon, under the effect of high temperature, the silver cross was melted...

"Do you really think so?" Where is the uncomfortable look on Dracula's face at this time? He looked at Van Helsing mockingly. "Thank you, knowing I'm cold, and sending me warm firewood, so now, it's time for you to go to hell with doubts..."

Following his words, without seeing Dracula's movement, the rope tied to his ankle spontaneously ignited, and in the blink of an eye, Dracula regained his freedom...

"Damn it... it's over..." Van Helsing groaned and stepped back. He really didn't expect that Dracula was not afraid of the silver stake, not the holy water, let alone the cross... This Nima is still Evil vampire? It's completely different from the coquettish goods I've encountered before...

"I thought it was the one who was crowned, but I saw you, Gabriel... You really gave me a big surprise..." Dracula looked at Van Helsing with a relaxed expression, slowly push him...

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