Su Miaomiao opened the door, and Pan Pei almost jumped in, but luckily Niu Dali, who was quick-witted and agile, pulled him out.
"What are you doing? If you hit me, I'll make you pay for it," Su Miaomiao threatened, feigning fierceness.
"What about... the Earl?"
"What count?"
Su Miaomiao thought to herself, "I was only inside for a short while, why are they talking about this outside?"
“Miss Miao Miao!” Horace Caxton looked at the person who came out of the house in disbelief.
He didn't expect to see her here, and neither did Jiang Yunuan.
Didn't she go to see her third uncle, Su Yanzhong? How did she end up in Beijing again?
Su Miaomiao looked in the direction of the sound. This person... well, it was Horace Caxton.
She remembered those silver nails. Did this man come here specifically to ask her for the parrot brooch?
That would be a good idea to tell him the truth, so he wouldn't keep thinking about the dead parrot.
"Hello!"
Su Miaomiao greeted her casually, and before she could finish speaking, a hand was placed on her shoulder.
Without thinking twice, Su Miaomiao grabbed his arm and threw him over her shoulder.
"Bang!"
“┗|｀O′|┛ Aww~~”
Another wail escaped Luo Qinglin's lips; he felt as if his entire body was about to fall apart.
He just wanted her to move aside, this girl is too violent!
"My son!"
"Qinglin!"
"team leader!"
The group all rushed over and hurriedly helped Luo Qinglin up.
Luo Shiming looked at his son in disbelief; he had actually recovered, and his body was warm to the touch.
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry to have worried you. I'm fine now."
Luo Qinglin rubbed the spot where he had fallen and gasped for breath as he spoke.
"Thank goodness, you're alright! You scared your mother to death."
Xue Yaxin held her son and wept bitterly. Luo Shiming also secretly wiped away tears, his heart filled with emotion. He looked at Su Miaomiao, but before he could utter a word of gratitude, a sudden voice appeared.
"Impossible! He's become a demon; he can't possibly revert to being human, unless he's lying!"
Imogen shouted, and took out a small crossbow, aiming it at Luo Qinglin.
"What are you doing? Who gave you permission to bring this weapon in? Put it down now!"
Luo Shiming scolded.
But Imogen showed no intention of putting down her crossbow; she stared at Luo Qinglin with great vigilance and a very serious expression.
This caused the middle-aged man who had come with them to also frown and place his hands on his waist.
"Old Luo, we'd better be cautious. They are experts in dealing with demons. If they say there's a problem, we should take it seriously."
With a crossbow pointed at his chest, Luo Qinglin dared not move rashly, but simply said:
"Commander Xu, this is Luo Qinglin. I've recovered, so you don't need to be nervous."
"How could you possibly recover? I bet you used dark magic that only counts can use. Show me your fangs."
Imogen said seriously.
Su Miaomiao touched her nose.
Fangs! What fangs!
The fangs in her bag were hers.
Pan Pei almost cried when he heard the word "fangs".
Those are the fangs of a count-level vampire. All the ordinary vampire fangs they got at Ren'ai Hospital can't compare to a single count-level vampire fang.
His heart was aching!
So she glared at Luo Qinglin with a resentful look, then turned and started spitting at Imogen.
"Fangs my ass! Are you an idiot? Can't you tell he's a person? Useless trash!"
Pan Pei was heartbroken. They thought they could kill the Count with a launcher with silver nails. No wonder vampires in the Western world are so good-looking.
no!
He has to go back and submit a report, appealing for the reinstatement of the hunting season.
Imogen was stunned by the insults, because the man had actually used their language to verbally abuse her, albeit in a very broken and familiar way.
She remembered what her great-grandmother had told her: there had once been many saints with yellow skin who helped them resist the devil's advances; they spoke an imperfect language, with an accent like this...
"You bastard, calling my son a devil! I'll beat you to death!" Xue Yaxin finally realized what was happening and took off her shoe, throwing it directly at Imogen.
Imogen hurriedly dodged, but in doing so, he pulled the trigger, and the silver nail shot out with a whoosh.
Su Miaomiao raised the peach wood sword, and with a 'whoosh', the silver nail changed direction and pierced directly into Xu Tuan's arm.
Unexpectedly, Xu Tuan began to tremble and wail, while white smoke rose from the spot where the hard nail had pierced him.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Tuan was reduced to ashes.
Everyone was shocked!
Even Su Miaomiao didn't expect that this person had something fishy going on.
"Martial law! Immediately seal off the entire area!"
Luo Shiming immediately gave the order.
The order was quickly passed down, and the entire hospital was sealed off.
Su Miaomiao and the others were resting in a room when Luo Qinglin followed them in. He looked at Su Miaomiao and smiled.
"I've only heard of you, I never expected to meet you in this way."
Su Miaomiao racked her brains over the original plot, and to be precise, there was no such character.
"Thank you for saving me, but I'd like to know what you're keeping those two teeth for?"
Luo Shiming was conscious at that time, so he clearly remembered Su Miaomiao beating him and knocking out his teeth with a stick.
Su Miaomiao pursed her lips and remained silent.
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