Chapter 647 You've just finished pretending

  Fang Cheng wantonly unleashed his aura, suppressing thousands of vampires in the castle.

   Those below grade A were directly crushed to the ground, feeling weak all over and having difficulty breathing.

  As for those above grade A, their bodies were stiff and sweating profusely, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

  The entire castle could hear needles falling, and no one dared to make a sound, not even to take a deep breath.

  Even at the table on the top floor, he couldn't get rid of the influence. Joyce, who was the weakest, had a stiff expression and sweat on his forehead.

  The lich Apollonius and the ghoul king each stopped their movements, and the other side was staring at them.

   It seems that Fang Cheng suddenly broke out and was dissatisfied.

  But they didn't take the lead, they just excluded the momentum and handed over the initiative to the owner of the castle.

  Dracula was not affected in any way, aura is something that can only be used to bully the weak.

   "Provoke you? Mr. Fang, sorry I can't understand what you mean."

  Dracula smiled and said: "I'm just dealing with a traitor, why did I provoke you? Could it be..."

  His smile gradually subsided, and his aura gradually increased: "The person behind this traitor is you?"

  The real aura of the two sides began to collide and squeeze hard, and the air seemed to turn into a viscous liquid, making it difficult for people to move and breathe.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

  The porcelain tableware on the dining table began to crack, cracks appeared on the marble table top, and also appeared on the wall of the observation deck.

   Daisy and Rowell standing behind Dracula were already sweating profusely.

  They are over 70 levels, and they are actually very reluctant to watch the battle at close range.

   Besides, Fang Cheng and Dracula hadn't done anything yet, they were just 'looking at each other'.

Just when the momentum collision between the two sides reached its peak, Dracula suddenly withdrew his momentum: "I believe that Mr. Fang would not do anything to place the ghost by my side, but Selina was appointed by me as a messenger, but If you want to deliberately provoke the relationship between me and Mr. Fang, you must be punished."

  Based on your negative 85 favorability with me, this relationship still needs to be provoked?

  But Dracula took the initiative to take a step back, and Fang Cheng also walked down the steps, taking his momentum away.

  He came to this banquet mainly because he wanted to know more information about the evil **** or his mother from Dracula, and he was not interested in actively fighting.

   The momentum on both sides was reduced, and the castle finally returned to normal.

   Daisy and Rowell could breathe smoothly now, but they didn't dare to underestimate Fang Cheng anymore, and they didn't even dare to look up at his face.

   As expected of the vampire who defeated the Blood Queen and the Death Knight and was recognized by his father as the strongest opponent.

   They even faintly felt that Dracula didn't seem to be as powerful as Fang Cheng in terms of momentum.

   There was an embarrassing silence for a while, and Fang Cheng broke it: "You said that Selina wanted to provoke the relationship between you and me, why didn't I know?"

  He remembered that Selina's strategy of "killing people with a borrowed knife" was a temporary idea, and he didn't tell anyone at all.

   Unless Dracula forced it out of her mouth.

   No, maybe the old fox knew Selina would do this from the beginning, so he sent her there on purpose.

  Dracula smiled and said: "Mr. Fang is forgetful. After Selina went to District 11, she attacked a close friend named 'Hayato Sato' by your side. This is not an order I gave her."

  Fang Cheng's guess was right. Dracula did know from the very beginning that Selina would add a play to him, so he sent her to deliver the letter on purpose.

   Regardless of success or failure, it is impossible for Selina to come back alive.

   But she came back intact.

  Dracula used his medieval antique head to think for a few seconds, and realized that Selina was able to survive only by completely surrendering to Fang Cheng, and there was no other possibility.

  Even complete surrender is not enough, one must show one's own value, for example—becoming an inner ghost, returning to Dracula's side to hide.

  Dracula used his ability to test Selina, and found that her consciousness had been artificially modified, and it could not be corrected.

  He considers using Selina to mislead Fang Cheng with wrong information.

  But found that doing so was neither efficient nor meaningful, so he gave up this plan, locked her up, and kept her as a small toy today.

   "I hate traitors very much. No matter who they are, as long as they are contaminated with betrayal, they are not worthy of living in this world."

  When Dracula said this, it seemed that he was speaking to Fang Cheng, and he seemed to be speaking to the two young vampires behind him.

   It is also possible that he was speaking to other people at the dinner table. Everyone seemed to be able to hear what he meant for himself from his tone.

   "But Selina has been with me for a long time after all, I am willing to give her a chance, as long as she can win this duel with Lucas."

  Dracula looked at Fang Cheng: "What do you think of this punishment, Mr. Fang."

  Fang Cheng nodded: "This is in the Ganges River."

   I don’t know what the old bat is going to do, so let’s play with him.

  Dracula smiled slightly: "Simply winning or losing is meaningless, how about we take a gamble?"

  He said this not only to Fang Cheng, but also to other people present.

   "Poof."

   Aziz, the king of ghouls, spat out a bone on the table, and said something in Arabic to Dracula.

   He was obviously a ghoul, but his tone was unexpectedly simple and honest.

  No one here has researched this language, but the translation ability is too common, so everyone can understand what he is saying.

   "Vampire, what chips can you offer? A litter of bats?"

  Fang Cheng's heart moved slightly. It seems that this bald ghoul not only has a bad impression of himself, but also doesn't like Dracula.

  Dracula didn't mind his ridicule, and said with a smile: "The whereabouts of a piece of mother's body, is this enough chips?"

   There was a sudden silence on the table.

  The existence of the mother is no secret to them, who are at the top of the monster biological chain.

  The main problem is the whereabouts of the body.

  Yi Xieai, who had been silent all this time, suddenly rang in Fang Cheng's mind.

   "Promise him!"

  As long as it is related to the mother, this unreliable evil **** can always go online immediately.

  Fang Cheng did not immediately agree, but prepared to observe first.

  In the silence, Apollonius suddenly took out a palm-sized crystal skull from his body and placed it on the table.

   "John Tiy's collection can withstand a fatal attack, and the bet on the man wins."

  Apollonius' voice is hoarse and deep, reminiscent of a dry river bottom full of cracks.

   Aziz glanced at the crystal skull, and said in a simple and honest tone that did not match his appearance: "The location of the Temple of Amon, the man wins."

  Amon is the seventh demon **** among the 72 demon gods of King Solomon. It is said that he left a temple in the endless desert. As long as you enter the temple, you can get his powerful ability to know the past and future.

  Joyce took out a pendant strung together with a mace. This is a totem made from the teeth of the first-generation werewolf. It can summon the spirit of the ancestors three times to assist in the battle.

  Peng Jie also happily took out a well-preserved yellow talisman.

  This is the Wulei Suppressing Evil Spirit Talisman drawn by Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism.

  As soon as this magic talisman was taken out, except for Fang Cheng, all the other monsters felt like they were stabbed by electricity.

  Fang Cheng was also quite speechless, you, a zombie, actually took out something from your deadly enemy, and even took it out as a bet.

  Are you not afraid that someone will take a picture of your forehead with this talisman?

  Peng Jie seemed to really not care, and put the talisman on the table: "I'll just bet... the man will win."

  Fang Cheng really wanted to open the zombie's celestial cover to see if his brain was still there.

  Aren't you the one with me?

  How to bet on the opponent to win?

  Peng Jie cast an apologetic look at Fang Cheng.

   And his words sounded in Fang Cheng's heart: "I'm sorry, Brother Ha, the opponent seems to have a higher chance of winning. Let's bet on both sides. I will also cover the bottom for you, so as not to lose completely."

  Fang Cheng is numb, why is there such a reason, and I look like someone who will lose?

  He said silently in his heart: "What kind of ability do you have?"

   "He understands."

   "Aren't you a zombie? How can you be bald... the supernatural power of a monk?"

   "Did you mean to say bald donkey?"

  Fang Cheng glanced at him, we won't be able to chat with you.

   I mean the bald monk, not the bald donkey.

  Peng Jie chuckled: "I'm a person who loves learning more, so I know a little about everything."

  If it weren't for the system's judgment, Fang Cheng would have doubted whether this guy was a zombie after all, with Taoist talismans on his body and Buddhist supernatural powers.

   Two deadly rivals made you pretend to be a zombie.

   Not only the top, but even the vampires below started gambling one after another. Everyone paid out their bets, and only Fang Cheng remained in the end.

   As a person who is not at peace with gambling and drugs, Fang Cheng has always refused to gamble, especially the huge amount.

   But now there are no steps to go down, and I can’t say ‘I didn’t bring anything to pretend to be, you play’.

  The Blood Emperor also wants face.

   To be honest, there are indeed many things that can bet on. Now there are Thunder Hammer, Dojiki Yasuna, Onikiri, and that weird motorcycle in the shadow.

   But after much deliberation, he finally chose another bet.

   "My bet is—the whereabouts of the mother's body."

   There was another silence on the table.

   Everyone looked at Fang Cheng, and then at Dracula. Are you talking about the same one?

  Dracula didn't seem to have this concern, but asked with a smile: "Mr. Fang, who are you going to press to win?"

  Fang Cheng also smiled slightly: "Nonsense, of course... the man wins."

  Peng Jie almost popped his eyes out, and the expressions of the others were not much better.

   No way, you care so much about that woman, you almost got into a fight with Dracula, now you tell me that the one who beats the man wins?

   Turning into Rufeng's speed really flashed everyone's waist.

   And if the all-in man wins, isn't there no loser? How can this bet?

  Of course, if Dracula is the dealer, then the bet can continue.

  Dracula was about to speak, but Fang Cheng continued: "Just kidding, of course I win by beating women, and I come to sit on the bank, who is in favor of it, and who is against it?"

  Everyone looked at Dracula again, he was the only one who could compete with Fang Cheng for the position of dealer.

  Dracula chose to step back: "Of course it's no problem, let Mr. Fang take over."

  He clearly used Sarina to provoke Fang Cheng, but in the end he always backed down at critical moments, which was incomprehensible.

  (end of this chapter)