Chapter 263 He is trying to kill me

He has already lent the vampire's magic weapon to Molly.

He himself was reluctant to use the magic weapon.

But he had no choice.

After the establishment of the hotel, humans became more and more powerful, and they had more and more weapons.

If this continues, they, the vampires, will soon have no way to survive.

And they, the vampires, have no way to find the hotel.

So, he can only pin his hopes on Molly.

He hopes that Molly will not let him down, destroy the hotel, and then return the magic weapon safely.

If the vampires in other districts knew that he dared to lend the magic weapon to humans... then he would be dead without a burial place!

"Go and see if Molly is back?" He kept ordering his men to go out and watch.

However, every time the subordinate came back, he said, "Not yet, sir."

"Why is it so slow?" Morley paced anxiously in the hotel, "It's been a day and a night... Could it be that something happened? Impossible! I know something about Morley's abilities, not to mention, he has our magic weapon!"

"Sir, don't worry." The subordinate comforted him, "Maybe Morley is still thinking of a way. Since he dared to come to you to borrow the magic weapon, it means he is somewhat sure."

"I hope so."

Morley thought, what the subordinate said made some sense.

Pichuan Waze was a little relieved.

"Go and pour me a glass of wine."

"Yes."

The subordinate quickly brought Pichuan Waze a glass of wine.

This wine is brewed from human blood, and vampires like it very much.

As soon as Wazir took the wine glass, he heard a subordinate outside yelling in panic: "Oh no, sir!"

After yelling, the subordinate ran in again. His face was very ugly and his hands were shaking slightly.

"What happened?" Wazir asked with a frown.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Sir, Mori, Mori, lost!"

"What did you say?" Wazir was shocked, "Then where is he now? Where is the magic weapon?"

"He disappeared. I don't know where the hotel owner sent him!"

When he said this, even the vampire felt a little scared.

"Where is the magic weapon? Where is the magic weapon?" Wazir asked angrily.

What he cares about most is not Mori, but his magic weapon!

The subordinate trembled and dared not answer.

"Speak!"

"The magic weapon is broken, broken..."

Hearing the word "broken", the mind of Vasily Chuan went blank in an instant. He staggered a few steps and fell on the chair behind him.

The wine glass in his hand also fell to the ground, broke into pieces, and the wine splashed everywhere.

"Sir! Are you okay?"

Vasily Chuan was panting heavily. He wanted to think of a countermeasure in his mind, but he couldn't think of anything.

"How did you know?" another subordinate asked anxiously.

"I just went out and met two humans. I saw they were holding weapons, so I didn't act rashly. I secretly followed them and heard their conversation. I learned all these things from their conversation."

"Are those two people staying in the hotel?"

"It looks like they should be. I saw that the weapons they were holding seemed to be obtained after the hotel appeared."

The subordinate had just finished speaking when Morley suddenly shouted hysterically: "Molly, this useless thing! Trash, liar! He is trying to kill me!"