Chapter 285: Take mine and return it back

The blonde man sat up with his head in his arms, and made an unconscious humming sound under the stimulation of pain. After a while, he came back and looked around with a blank expression.

After his eyes focused on TNT's body five steps away, the blonde man was stunned, as if he had just remembered something and pounced on TNT's cheek and said, "Wake up, damn, wake me up..."

Under the call of violence, Tnt woke up, looked straight at the blonde man for a while, and suddenly shouted happily: "Boss, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" The big blonde smiled and shook his head, saying, "Okay, come with me to see what your brothers are doing..."

The same violent call woke up all the five spike members who were knocked unconscious by Skidmore. After asking each other, they found that neither of them had been fatally injured, so they were all grateful.

After a while of joy, Tnt's expression became ferocious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn kid, I will definitely find you! I want to blow you up, even if I destroy a hotel for this, I will do whatever I can..."

The blonde man patted Tnt on the shoulder and shook his head and said, "That's all for this..."

"Why?" tnt was puzzled: "Are we not doing tasks?"

"Don't do it!" said the blond man with a wry smile: "It is already a kindness for others to be able to save our lives! As an excellent mercenary, how can we attack others?"

Tnt stumbled slightly, looked at the hands of his brothers, and said in resentment: "Don't you take revenge? That boy has ended your mercenary career..."

The blonde man looked at the twisted index finger of his right hand, smiled unconsciously, and said boldly: "Who said our mercenary career has been ended? His right hand has been destroyed, but we still have a left hand! As an excellent mercenary, his left hand can still kill people and prevent fire, fight and shoot..."

"Not bad!" said the German mercenary with a serious look on his face: "tnt, don't worry anymore. We will not leave you alone. In the future, we will still be comrades and brothers!"

The white man who believed in Odin reached out to hug TNT and smiled strangely: "Why, do you think you can take advantage of it when you see a buddy use a single hand? Tell you, even if you only use your left hand, I can still easily settle your... "

Seeing that the brothers were so open and confident, Tnt's face looked much better, but when his eyes fell on the Asian young man called the "samurai", sadness appeared in his eyes again.

The warrior raised his hands that were soft because of the crushed bones. Although his forehead was sweating and his face was pale, he still smiled and said, "Although both hands were destroyed and I could not shoot again, I still have feet! My ancestor was Zhou Tong, the great master of the Northern Song Dynasty in China. His secret kung fu was a set of leg techniques called "poke the feet". Although I was just an outer disciple and had not learned profound internal kung fu, I still had the strength to kick a cow to death, and you don't have to worry about me! As long as I am still alive, I am a member of the spike, your brother..."

Tnt's tears flowed out, but he smiled, but he was still a little unwilling to accept it: "Do you just let them hurt you? Are we really doing nothing?"

The warrior sighed quietly: "There is an old saying in China - killing people will always kill them. He also said: Generals will inevitably die in the formation..."

"China is indeed a 5,000-year-old ancient civilization. Even the language is so profound..." The spike members present may only be able to understand the meaning of it.

"Hehe..." The white man smiled sinisterly and said, "Who said we did nothing..."

The blonde man frowned slightly and said, "Pirates, don't mess around, you know our spike tradition!"

"Don't worry, boss! I will never violate the "Mercenary Code"!" The pirate made a serious promise, and then said hatefully: "Although our spikes cannot take action, it does not mean that other mercenary organizations cannot take action either? We can spread the news that we target in Paris, and then, hehe..."

Tnt and others' eyes lit up, and they all looked at the blonde man.

The blonde man frowned and thought for a while before nodding in the eager eyes of his brothers.

"Okay..."

"The boss is wise..."

"Although this method is not as pleasant as taking revenge with your own hands, at least it can give you anger..."

Looking at the excited look of the brothers, the blonde man knew that although they didn't care much on the surface, they actually had hatred in their hearts. After venting their emotions, the blonde man clapped and said, "Okay, we should leave too! Although this place is very remote, it is not a place to stay for a long time..."

"Yes, boss!"

Starting from Paris, you can reach the Loire Valley in more than an hour. This is the concentration of noble castles. Champagne, which has a history of more than 500 years, is the most magnificent, most gorgeous and largest of all castles.

The length and width of Shambo Castle are more than 100 meters each, and are majestic. In the middle is the main castle in a square shape, with six huge conical corner buildings on both sides. The clear moat surrounded the surroundings, backed by a large forest, facing the large garden, green trees, flowers, sculptures and clear lake water, giving people an excellent visual enjoyment.

Similar to the ancient Chinese royal gardens, Shambo Castle is not for defense, but for show off and enjoyment. It embodies the gorgeous and exaggerated European royal garden style, which is a perfect combination of imperial power and art.

Champagne is the ultimate of Renaissance architecture. It is the hunting palace ordered by the most literary and artistic emperor of France, "François I" to show off his wealth in 1519. It is embedded in the Loire like a pearl, and is the most brilliant symbol on the French emperor's bead.

Unfortunately, this Champagne Castle did not become a private property of the French royal family. In the middle of the 16th century, a fifty-year religious reform took place in Europe. In order to match the doctrine, the French emperor in power sold the castle, which symbolized luxury, to an ancient family, the Skidmore family.

However, the Skidmore family did not own this castle for long. Just forty years later, everyone of it became the Marshall family. So far, the Marshall family has lived in this extremely gorgeous castle for more than three hundred years!

During these three hundred years, the head of the Marshall family, Earl Marshall, lived a proud life. Not only did he increase his family's power four times, he also became a "marquis", and even had six more direct blood descendants. You should know that the vampire clan's fertility is extremely underground. It is amazing to have a blood baby born in a hundred years!

But today, Marquis Marshall was very angry and panicked because he found a line of blood books on the floor of his bedroom - he took mine and returned it, and the signature was a person deep in his memory - Skidmore!

Why? Why can Skidmore sneak into my bedroom quietly? Why, as a marquis, I didn’t find him, as an earl? Could it be that he was also promoted? It shouldn’t be that blood is difficult to grow in America. How could he rely on for promotion? Even if he is promoted, he could not hide from me who is of the same title? Could it be that he got a dark magic weapon by chance, which not only strengthened his strength, but also concealed his body? But I have never heard of a dark magic weapon of this nature... Could it be that he got the support of a certain duke?

Marquis Marshall had a headache. For him, whether Skidmore received the Dark Magic weapon or the Duke's help, he could not compete with it now!

Could it be that only by giving up your current status and power?

After weighing the pros and cons, the Marquis finally gritted his teeth and decided to resist stubbornly. Because once he retreated, everything the Marshall family had worked hard in Champagne for three hundred years would be gone.

Although there is a close connection between the Marshall family and the Great Duke who commanded the entire vampire in France, the Marshall family is not a direct retainer of the French Grand Duke. He always belongs to Champagne and Paris.

Paris and Champagne are the soil for the survival of the Marshall family. It was deeply rooted in this fertile soil that he was able to grow so vigorously. Without this soil, the family became swaying leaves. Without roots and trunks, those leaves could not exist for long.

There is no way out now. If Skidmore really came to "seize power", once he regained power, the Marshall family, as a "betrayer", would inevitably be deprived of all property and resources by him and expelled from the country. Even the French Grand Duke had no right to interfere in such behavior.

Once the Marshall family became a wandering family, I believe that even the French Duke would not take them in. Marshall seemed to have seen the descendants of his family, one after another, being killed by bounty hunters and church knights. He seemed to have also seen his family's ancestral home that had hundreds of years of history and had even stood there before the Champagne Castle was built, burning in the flames...

Marshall was quite clear that all this was possible. In the social system of vampires, "betrayers" can seize the master's family, and no one will blame anyone for success in the throne, but once they fail, their fate will be much more miserable than ordinary losers who seize power!
Chapter completed!