This little vampire doesn't seem to be a very high-end member of his tribe, so he knows very little. At least Yu Fei knows now that there are definitely people who surpass masters in the world, but such masters rarely appear.

So even martial arts practitioners who are not very high-end people don't know about it.

And he seems to have some means, so he is trying to delay time, as if waiting for some opportunity.

"Here comes the bright flashlight!"

At this time, Wang Dachui walked in carrying a huge box.

The vampire's face suddenly turned ugly, but no one paid attention to it. Others immediately went to help, took out the bright flashlights inside and started to open them one by one.

I have only opened a dozen of them, and not to mention whether the vampires can bear it, everyone can't stand it anymore, because even if it is not shining directly on the face, the light reflected back makes the entire warehouse so bright that there is no blind spot.

, everyone felt like they couldn’t open their eyes.

"Ah! You devils! You will definitely be cursed. You will go to hell and be judged!"

The vampire closed his eyes, struggled wildly, and then kept roaring and cursing.

"Their culture is so poor, and the insults they use to curse people are so unoriginal that it makes people unable to get angry at all!"

Everyone else covered their eyes with their hands and looked completely speechless.

"Stop performing. Vampires are afraid of a certain spectrum band in sunlight! Turn it off. He is lying to us. He is just performing!"

Ma Laodao spoke.

The vampire's struggle suddenly stopped, and this time he was even more shocked.

Others hurriedly started to turn off the lights because they couldn't stand it anymore.

"How come you know everything! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The vampire looked at Ma Laodao in shock, and he finally began to realize the problem.

Ma Laodao never said it early every time. For example, when Wang Dachui went to get the bright flashlight, Ma Laodao didn't remind him, but only after he turned on the bright flashlight did he say that the vampire felt something was wrong.

"I'm a prophet's apprentice and I'm not good at learning, so I can't know too much in advance!"

Ma Laodao shrugged, as if it were a matter of course.

"You lied to me, you have been lying to me all this time, you must not be telling the truth!"

The vampire was not that stupid, he didn't believe it this time.

"believe it or not!"

Ma Laodao shrugged. The more he explained, the more meaningless he became, so he simply stopped talking.

"Close the warehouse door and block the exhaust fan and air conditioner!"

Yu Fei suddenly spoke. He had been observing the vampires at this moment, so he didn't participate much.

After hearing what Yu Fei said, the predecessors did it without asking why.

The vampire looked at Yu Fei in shock again, looking like he had seen a ghost again.

"Are you desperate? Do you want to know how I know? I won't tell you, and I'm not a prophet!"

Yu Fei smiled and said to the vampire.

"You must not be human. Human beings are not as powerful as you!"

The vampire roared and said.

"Call the village and kill a few roosters and send them their blood."

Yu Fei ignored the vampire and turned to Sun Laizi.

It's night now, and even during the day, Yu Fei and the others don't dare to expose this vampire to the sun easily, because that means that the vampire can escape if he has any other means. After all, this guy has wings.

So the best thing to use at this stage is rooster blood. There must be something that can scare this guy.

"What on earth do you want!"

The vampire is going to collapse. These people didn't do the interrogation properly, which makes the vampire's mentality collapse.

"It's not that good, we just don't like you, and we haven't seen a birdman with wings, so we thought

I want to play with you!"

Scar shrugged and said, after that he started to take out some strange bottles and jars from his torture kit.

"What are you taking again?"

When the vampire saw those bottles and jars, he began to feel uneasy.

"Oh, have you ever heard of tattoos?"

Scar said while arranging his tools.

"What! Are you bored? Why are you doing this?"

The vampire's eyes widened and he roared at Scar angrily.

"I like to do this kind of thing sometimes. You think it would be fun if I fucked you with some ugly men without clothes and some ugly women with you?"

While he was talking, Scar had already prepared some props. In fact, Scar felt that this guy actually had a certain degree of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He wanted to eat people who were good-looking, so he would get some of these things for him.

Does he feel perverted and uncomfortable?

"I'm going to kill your whole family! I'll fall into hell and become a demon, and I won't let you go!"

The vampire roared and watched Scar walk over step by step.

Scar stretched out his left hand and held down the vampire's head. He picked up the pen stained with ink in his right hand and began to create his own art.

"On the left side of your face, I will give you a tattoo of a 60-year-old aunt weighing 300 pounds. On the right side of your face, I will give you a tattoo of a slovenly 70-year-old male beggar!"

Scar began to mutter to himself.

"No! Just kill me! Can you stab me through the heart?"

The vampire is about to collapse. He has always loved beauty and cannot accept such a thing appearing on his face.

"No! You killed two innocent and good-looking young people. It would be too easy for you to die, and their innocent souls would not be freed. When you are in pain, why don't you think about the pain of others? You are harming them.

Are the families of the deceased in pain?"

Scar said in a calm tone, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I will pick the ugly ones from now on!"

The vampire actually began to admit his mistake.

"Your three views are even more problematic. The ugly ones and the good-looking ones are both human lives, so why should you be allowed to eat them? And the ugly ones have a miserable life, and there are no advantages to the good-looking ones.

, I’m already unlucky enough, and I have to be sucked into a mummy by you, the more disgusting you are, you know!”

Scar was preaching while he was busy. In fact, what he said made sense. Others thought Scar's words were good. Vampires are bastards who have problems with their survival logic. Their existence is based on the pain of others.

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Under the painful wail of the vampire, Scar didn't care about the exquisiteness of the tattoo, so he worked very quickly and completed his masterpiece in half an hour. However, the original tattoo was ugly, and with his shoddy workmanship,

The vampire's face is even more ugly.

"Not bad, not bad! Quick work produces ugly work, it is the work I want!"

After Scar finished his work, he wiped the vampire's face with a towel to make the tattoo pattern clearer, and then said with great satisfaction.

"You are so abominable! You should be suppressed in the lowest level of hell!"

The vampire shouted angrily.

"Well, you said you want to see yourself in the mirror? OK, I'll satisfy you!"

Scar, however, seemed to have a problem with his ears. After hearing what the other party said, he turned back in a nonchalant manner, turned back, got a mirror, and placed it in front of the vampire.

"Ah! Ahhh!"

When the vampire saw the two extremely ugly people on his face, he was about to collapse and roared with anger and humiliation.

"Oh! You smile so happily! Are you very satisfied with my craftsmanship? Thank you for the compliment. If I keep up my efforts, you can get at least dozens more tattoos on your body!"

Scar seemed to hear a language that did not exist, and smiled and said to the vampire.

Scar’s targeted approach,

Everyone was speechless, but admired them very much, because they could see the collapse of the vampire. This is someone who is not a human being, but still likes to pretend to be an upper class person. They are very well-dressed in their clothes and polite in everything they do and say.

He was angry, so he seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder. When he met a professional and passionate player like Scar, he was so angry that he wanted to commit suicide.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I think the smelliest and most disgusting thing in the world is chicken poop. Anyway, we are killing chickens. Please ask the villagers to collect the chicken poop and pour it into the mouth of this clean-loving vampire brother.

Come in, I think he will really enjoy it!"

Scar suddenly burst out with inspiration, turned around and said to Shouhou, it was Shouhou who just called the people in the village and asked him to kill the chickens. This meeting should not be completed yet, so this request should be fulfilled.

"I'll fight now!"

The thin monkey nodded, picked up the phone and called again.

"I'm convinced! I was wrong! I'll tell you whatever you ask! Please give me a quick kill!"
To be continued...