PFC Chapter 292 Abandoning the Car to Save the Commander
Chapter 292 Abandoning the Car to Save the Commander
"No, this is absolutely impossible. What kind of magic did you use to kill so many people from my clan in one move?"
The man in the tuxedo had bloodshot eyes and pointed at Lu Ping with one finger and spoke tremblingly.
As a duke, unless the prince comes out, he is the combat ceiling of the vampire clan and the well-deserved ruler of the vampire clan.
And what did he see now?
A young man from the Dragon Country actually killed more than a hundred marquises of the vampire clan with just one move.
The key point is that these marquises are the nourishment for his practice. Once they die, it is equivalent to cutting off his path of practice.
The practice of the vampire clan, in addition to their own powerful bloodlines, is to develop human heads in the form of a pyramid.
The more the lower-level vampires develop, the princes and dukes at the top of the gold world will be the biggest beneficiaries.
Now that more than a hundred marquises have died, it is equivalent to a fault in the pyramid, which is tantamount to a catastrophe for the man in the tuxedo and the vampires.
But Lu Ping doesn't care about that.
Killing one person is killing, killing a hundred people is also killing.
Didn't he come to Europe just to kill people?
We must kill them so that the six major forces are terrified and no one in the world dares to offend the Dragon Kingdom.
What are just a hundred or so marquises?
"In my eyes, they are no different from ants. A mere duke is not worthy of speaking to me. Let your prince come out to see me."
"I didn't know you were coming, senior. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I hope you can forgive me."
As soon as Lu Ping's voice fell, a skinny and lifeless old man appeared out of nowhere.
Just now, when everyone was taking action, he was the one who spoke out to stop them, but in the end, he was still a step too late.
Lu Ping turned around and saw the other person smiling and giving him a standard bow.
"You are a smart man. You are not like this fool who always shouts for war and killing."
"Yes, yes, senior, your teaching is correct. It is my fault that I am not good at managing my subordinates. I hope you can forgive me."
The old man smiled apologetically, kept a very low profile, and was extremely humble.
Lu Ping stared at the other person with a half-smile on his face. The old man folded his arms and bent his waist, waiting for Lu Ping's next words.
However, Lu Ping did not answer for a long time, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became more awkward.
The old man was very nervous. He had come in person, but he still didn't know what Lu Ping meant.
Suddenly, an idea flashed across his mind and he seemed to have thought of something.
Then, he turned around abruptly and looked at the man in the tuxedo fiercely.
"Asshole, why don't you kneel down and apologize to your senior?"
"Your Excellency, he, he killed one hundred and twenty-six of our marquises. Our bloodline will not be able to produce a new prince in a hundred years."
The tuxedo man's eyes were filled with hatred, and he wished he could cut Lu Ping into pieces.
A look of determination flashed across the old man's face, and he said without any emotion:
"Just kill them, why feel bad about it? They are just 126 marquises, right? They deserve to die!"
"Your Excellency..."
"Shut up!"
The old man raised his hand and slapped the man in the tuxedo on the face, expressing his extreme disappointment in him.
A man who can kill more than a hundred marquises in one move, let alone killing a duke, may not be able to defeat him even if the one hundred and eight princes work together.
It would be fine if it succeeds, but what if it fails?
The entire blood clan will cease to exist.
They cannot afford such a risk.
The only solution right now is to give in and admit defeat.
The man in the tuxedo wanted to say something, but the old man kicked him in the knee.
boom!
The other party only felt his legs go soft, as if he was electrocuted, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Frustrated! Unwilling! Resentful!
All kinds of emotions came over me.
Lu Ping had already seen clearly what they were planning.
He glanced at the old man and said calmly:
"Since he's so unconvinced, let's send him on his way. If he goes faster, he might be able to catch up with the more than 100 people ahead."
brush!
When these words were spoken, both of them changed color.
Especially the man in the tuxedo, his eyes were as big as copper bells, he stood there in a daze, his mind was blank.
He never expected that even after he knelt down, how could the other party still say such cruel words?
However, before he could figure out the whole story, he saw the old man clap his hands on the top of his head.
boom!
The tuxedo man's face changed instantly, and scarlet blood flowed down his crown.
"Ah... Your Majesty, why are you doing this? I am unwilling, I... Puff!"
He didn't even finish his last sentence before blood started flowing from all his orifices and he fell straight to the ground.
Until his death, he never figured out why the prince did this?
Aren’t the vampires the overlords of Europe?
Isn’t it true that no one dares to bully you?
Why should we be afraid of a dragon with an oriental face?
The prince withdrew his hand and sighed:
"If you don't die, the entire vampire clan will be buried with you, so you must die."
clap clap clap!
The man in the tuxedo died on the spot. Lu Ping clapped his hands and said to the old man with a smile:
"I thought the vampires were all a bunch of brainless rubbish, but I didn't expect there was someone like you who was sensible. I underestimated you."
"Thank you for your praise, Senior. A fool like this is not worthy of being the ruler of our blood race."
The old man clasped his hands together and spoke in a very serious manner.
One hundred and twenty-six marquises died, and as the actual beneficiary, the duke had been unable to break through to the level of a prince for a hundred years.
All the barons, viscounts and various vampires under their command had no way forward and no hope of a breakthrough because they could not get blood supply in return.
Therefore, this lineage of vampires is no longer of any use.
He is just a duke, just kill him, there are other dukes among the vampires.
Abandon the car to save the handsome man.
In the past ten thousand years, Lu Ping has seen too many cases like this.
Compared with destroying one of their holy places or several of their divine dynasties, a mere clan of a hundred or so people is nothing.
"Since you are so sensible, I can spare the lives of the rest of your people, but you must hand over the blood pool under the ground and have the countries affiliated with your people withdraw from the Rim of the Pacific military exercise immediately. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ping unabashedly released the pressure of the Jindan realm, which also included one thousandth of the imperial power.
Rumble!
The pressure swept around like a tide.
It seems invisible, but people can clearly feel its oppression.
Whether it was the prince in front of them or the 107 princes sleeping underground, they could all clearly feel the suffocating feeling brought by this pressure, forcing them all to wake up from their slumber.
The old man seemed to be carrying a thousand pounds of strength. He knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said:
"Senior, calm down. It's just a pool of blood. You can take it away."
"Humph!"
Lu Ping snorted coldly, and the pressure disappeared.
At the same time, a drop of golden blood seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force. It flew out from the bottom of the blood pool and quickly merged into Lu Ping's dantian.
However, the scarlet pool of blood did not change at all in the eyes of ordinary people; it was still scarlet and bright.
However, all the princes present could feel that the energy in the blood pool had been forcibly drained away.
In their view, this pool of blood is just like a pool of stagnant water. Apart from the scarlet color, there is no spiritual energy at all.
"How did he do that?"
"I don't know! But his strength is beyond our imagination."
The 107 princes in the list were all horrified, having already been completely overwhelmed by Lu Ping's strength.
Lu Ping glanced at the old man in front of him calmly and said in a cold voice:
"Remember what I said, either you withdraw from the exercise or I will wipe out your entire clan."
"Yes, yes, I will follow your instructions."
The old man nodded rapidly and immediately asked two of the princes to issue a vampire order to recall their vassal states.
Then, he changed his face again, licked his old face, and asked with a smile:
"Senior, are you going to visit the other five major forces?"
"What? Do you have an idea?"
"Ok!"
The old man was not vague and volunteered:
"The werewolf tribe is in the north of Great Britain, not far from here. I can lead you there. Also, I know they have a treasure that you will probably like very much."
"You are quite capable."
As the saying goes, don’t hit the smiling person.
Lu Ping looked at the other person with a squint. He didn't expect that this old man would be so capable. He couldn't help but ask:
"What's your name?"
"Senior, my name is Robert."
As he spoke, the old man knelt down in front of Lu Ping and said in a flattering manner:
"Senior, although I am old, I still have some influence in Great Britain. If you don't mind, I would like to be your vanguard, leading the way for you and serving you at your side."
"You are not worthy of being my pawn. If you want, you can be my dog."
"Wang! Wang!"
As soon as Lu Ping's voice fell, Robert supported himself on all fours, barked like a dog, and crawled around on the ground.
"Hahaha! You really do have a talent for being a dog."
Robert was so shameless that he made Lu Ping laugh out loud.
However, conquering the vampires is equivalent to ruling over half of Great Britain.
As long as he stays on Blue Star for one day, it will be of great benefit to the Dragon Kingdom.
Especially for Han Chuning, as long as she wants to expand her business scale and develop her business overseas, making the vampires surrender is undoubtedly the best choice.
Robert grinned and said:
"Thank you, Master, for your support."
"Well, take me to the werewolf tribe."
"Master, please come this way!"
Robert stretched out his hand and motioned for the vampires' special helicopter to go there.
However, Lu Ping directly rejected it.
"Don't bother. Just show the way."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ping picked up Robert and flew into the sky.
The two men stepped on the Qingfeng Sword and headed straight for the werewolf territory.