"Hoo..." Fang Zong exhaled a breath of stale air, expanded his chest, digested the power he had gained, and also relieved the depression in his heart.
Release? Or touch?
I'm so conflicted!
Logically speaking, Catherine slept with him, and even though there were no feelings involved, it was still a night of passion that should have been cherished.
The Cain family is different from other families. This Wilson is very likely Catherine's great-aunt or great-uncle.
Wouldn't it be bad if he touched the other person to death?
But letting go of a vampire at the fifth level of magic would be a disservice to myself!
Just then, with a 'creak', the casino doors in the distance opened.
Fang Zong turned his head and, without saying a word, the violin case on his back shattered with a crack, and he held the Star-Shattering Magic Blade and the Thunderous Cry in his hand. Beneath his mask, a particularly satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Cleopatra was still clinging to Taylor when she saw the mess in the room and flew into a rage.
Then I saw the magic blade shattering stars, and the thunderous roar of tears...
She stared blankly at the mask on Fang Zong's face, her soft and alluring lips twitching, but she couldn't move them.
After pulling and tugging, a smile even uglier than that of a dead person finally emerged...
"I'm not afraid of you!" Cleopatra glanced at Taylor, her smile widening suddenly, her confidence returning.
She took a deep breath, controlling the psychological trauma from that previous attack, and said in a deep voice, "Fang Zong, the suit-wearing thug, I am now at the peak of the fifth level of the Arts Realm, and... Taylor..."
She took another breath and gritted her teeth, saying, "If either you or I die... forget it... let's just keep to ourselves."
"No, let's fight."
Fang Zong squinted and smiled.
Even after taking off the mask, she still smiles.
Wilson was completely dumbfounded. He looked at Fang Zong, then at his master, Samson.
Finally, looking at Taylor, who was radiating murderous intent and sporting a bloodthirsty smile, Fang Zong frowned and stood on Fang Zong's side.
Fang Zongxiao asked, "Are you going to help me?"
The vampire Wilson had a bitter expression on his face.
How could this be? Such a powerful expert, Fang Zong?
He had met Fang Zong before. Back in that castle in America, Fang Zong was just a lowly Iron-tier hero in the League of Legends, at the level of a mere cultivator.
But now, Fang Zong has become so powerful that he is terrified.
The patriarch has declared that if Fang Zong is qualified, he will definitely become the son-in-law of the Cain family.
Are you eligible now?
nonsense!
If he wasn't qualified, he'd be a fool to help Fang Zong!
Cleopatra and Taylor, one human and one ghost, he can't beat either of them!
“Young master, if I don’t help you, Miss Catherine will skin me alive.”
Fearing Fang Zong wouldn't believe him, Wilson completely ignored his old master's incredulous gaze and whispered, "I swear in the name of the progenitor of the vampire clan, today, only today, Wilson will risk his life to protect the family's son-in-law. Please rest assured, son-in-law, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Taylor burst into manic laughter.
His eyes grew even darker as he stared at his younger brother, Samson, and coldly laughed, "What a coincidence today! Fang Zong from the East killed the second young master of my Somali family. As the heir, of course I must kill Fang Zong to avenge him..."
What a coincidence! I should thank Poseidon, the god of the sea!
Fang Zong: "...Huh?"
"Don't you understand? The people of the East are really stupid." Taylor said in a sinister voice, "Today I'm going to frame someone, kill my own brother who was a threat to me, and then kill you to 'avenge' him. It's that simple, and all the family property will be mine!"
Fang Zong gave a thumbs up: "You're willing to kill your own brother to fight for the family fortune? Impressive!"
"You can't believe it? That's because you come from a very humble background."
Taylor laughed maniacally, "Billions of dollars, countless subordinates, a rain of powerful warriors—my Somali family is richer than a country. What's killing my own brother for money? Fang Zong, you lowly thugs in suits, what do you know about... Holy crap..."
Before he could finish speaking, something came down at his feet and 'whoosh'ed it.
Taylor screamed in pain, turned around and unleashed a palm strike that pierced through the cruise ship, the turbulent water column being compressed into a fountain by the pressure of the seawater.
But he really missed. A little yellow cat with a disproportionately large mouth grabbed his leg and ran off, whimpering as it disappeared.
"Haha, even a fifth-level magic user is still just a human. Today, I completely agree with Green Turtle's point of view. When a fight is about to break out, any living person who keeps whining about not using their power to protect themselves is an idiot! Pah!"
A severed leg shot through the casino ceiling and sprayed onto the floor.
The bone is broken into three pieces and can never be put back together.
The little yellow cat's loud laughter was still ringing in his ears when vampire Wilson's eyes lit up like light bulbs as he looked at Fang Zong expectantly.
A living person at the fifth level of the skill realm!
A crippled fifth-level mage... if he had drunk Taylor's blood...
Why are you looking at me like that?
Fang Zong laughed heartily: "This 'billion-dollar' fortune is yours now. Go ahead and leech off it, and then..."
Cleopatra,
relative,
"Don't run away!"
Fang Zongcai didn't care about a living person at the fifth level of skill; turning him into a ghost was a different matter.
He stared excitedly at Cleopatra and earnestly offered his suggestions.
Then……
Not running away is stupid!
The situation suddenly reversed, and Cleopatra felt that her ghostly life was as chaotic as fireworks.
She abandoned Taylor and ran away;
Fang Zong also set his sights on the bouncy, round buttocks of the bastard woman who had drugged him...
A straight stab!
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