The American Scripture

The burly man's eyes widened as if he couldn't believe it, he fell to his knees, his body like a flat tire, and fell softly to the side. He didn't understand to death, what kind of monster he encountered. , You can take out the human heart alive. ｀｀｀

"You shouldn't kill him!" Sia Presskin looked at him and shook his head.

"Do you want to tell me that you didn't want to kill him?" Werewolf John Beasley walked up to Preskin with a mocking smile, and then said, "Tell me how did you change this way? Are your teeth degenerating too? Don’t tell me what you have met, maybe...what have you really met."

"I'm not going to kill anymore, I'm here to find you!" Presskin said to Beasley, his face has never changed, it is still so cold, so calm, "I'm coming to you, Just to tell you, follow me, follow me to do one thing, and then get out of this state, we can completely live a normal life. Walk on the street with the same fairness, go shopping, and marry yourself. Like girls with big breasts, we will have children..."

"But we are still going to die!" Beasley laughed, with a very ironic smile, watching Preskin as if he heard a joke, laughing unscrupulously, even bending down his waist for a long time. He straightened up, "This is the funniest joke I've ever heard, don’t forget, who you are, you are a murderer, a heinous vampire, we can have today, the whole tmd is not our own choice, now But you have to tell me. You have to choose to be a normal person, can I? Look at every time I get angry, I will grow those disgusting long hairs and rotten teeth. Do you think I want to? Shit, we are just the failed experiment of politicians, we are **** in their eyes!"

"So we can make a choice for ourselves, and we can choose to be a human being!" Presskin said slowly, "I believe you have seen the changes in me. The ruddy on my face is not from a certain woman. The lipstick is not what I put on with paint. You believe me, I have found a way to be a man again!"

"You can be a human being? How?" Beasley glared at Preskin, "I know you must have encountered something. Come and listen, maybe I will think about it!"

"Follow me, do one thing for one person, and then come back. Let go of all blood-related things. To be myself, I intend to worship Fan Zhen as my teacher. I will be his apprentice. Only he can Let us completely transform into human beings. You are my friend, so... I will come to you!" Presskin looked at Beasley, his eyes gradually softened, "I have experienced that kind of But so as to be an adult, don’t you hate long hairs and rotten teeth in your mouth? Then follow me."

Beasley looked at Presskin. With a sneer, he raised his hand. That hand is slowly becoming furry: "Look, this is me, I am used to this, even if I hate all of this, but I am used to it, and... Do you think he has taken us in? , Will the government and the army let us go?"

"There will be a way!" Presskin said faintly, "I have always believed that all of this will be realized and become a real human again, living in the sun."

Beasley didn't speak anymore, he seemed to be thinking, and he seemed to be showing his disagreement. The two people stood quietly relative to each other under the dim light. Presskin was not in a hurry. He waited for Beasley's answer. Zhen Fan promised that he could consider his request within three months. Obviously, he always thought it was conditional.

"Can I answer you tomorrow?" Beasley suddenly looked at Presskin and said.

This sentence made Presskin stunned for a moment, and then he nodded after thinking about it: "Okay, at this time tomorrow, I will still be here waiting for you. I hope you don't miss the appointment.

"Goodbye, Preskin, I will come!" After Beasley said these words, he turned and left. He ran very fast, and only a few blinks of his eyes ran out of sight.

The street on the next night was still dimly lit, but there was no one here, not even a car passing by, only the vague silhouettes were projected onto the cold street by the street lights. Presskin had waited for more than an hour, but Beasley never showed up.

Beasley did leave. He clearly felt Preskin’s intentions. If he followed him, nothing would happen, but if he refused him, he would definitely kill himself without hesitation. He said that he would not kill, but... he is not a human now, but a werewolf, so he can kill without any psychological burden. At least it can be seen in his eyes.

Beasley didn't know what Presskin had encountered, but he felt that he was no longer his opponent, because he felt a strong pressure, and the only person who made himself feel the pressure is still two people, one It’s Fan Zhen, that kind of pressure is a kind of pressure that makes you unable to resist, it is a kind of desperate and inescapable pressure; there is another person who is today's Preskin, yes, he has gradually asked some vampire things, And his ability is slowly improving, this kind of pressure makes him a little breathless, and it also means that he can't beat him.

Since it is impossible to conquer, let’s run away. The absurd claim that anyone cares about turning into a human being may be true, but now it seems that he has clearly become the servant of the Chinese man and is defending him everywhere. It was ridiculous to even make himself his slave.

Beasley fled desperately. He fled from Tijuana back to San Diego, then from San Diego to New York, until he hid in the dark place of a cemetery, he was relieved, there was only one person watching the tomb. But this is not a problem, he can kill him, anyway, no one knows that there will be a sudden loss of one person.

"Tuk-tuk", he rhythmically knocked on the door of the old wooden house where the tomb was seen, and then the door opened. It was an old man. When he looked up and saw Preskin, he couldn't help but step back. Department, he has never seen a guy with sharp, interlaced, canine teeth showing a smile like this. But he couldn't stand firmly. When he retreated, he sat down on the ground and moved back and forth.

"The devil... the devil..." He stretched out his hand in horror, trying to hold the chair next to him to stand up, but the chair turned over and he sat on the ground again, his mouth trembling and saying this repeatedly. One word, "The devil... You are the devil, you came from hell..."

"No, old man, I'm not from hell, and I'm not a devil!" Beasley's eyes became blue and faint, and his hands slowly stretched out and turned into shaggy claws, his face slow Slowly it was also full of hairs, and there was a low roar in his throat, like the deep sound of a beast in the mountains.

"God, help me!" The old man closed his eyes and kept crossing his chest, and then a group of dark shadows rushed towards him, blocking all his light, and there was a sound from the shadows. The extremely short "hehe" dying struggling voice, and then there was no sound.

The dark night passed quickly. When the sun filled the green lawn and trees, the family was walking on the grass. The middle-aged couple took two children, one is a six or seven-year-old child. Girl, one is a teenager. The little girl was picking wild flowers in the wild grass outside the lawn. When she saw the wooden house opened, a sturdy man walked out of the house and waved at him.

"Hi, how are you? Is Corey not there? Who are you, I haven't seen you before!" and, "We came here to visit my grandmother, she may be lonely sleeping under the ground. So we come here today Stay with her, talk to her, we come every month, but we haven't seen it before!"

"I'll see it later. Corey is my uncle, so I came to replace him. He has gone home!" The strong man faced, "Don't play here, go over there."

"But... the wildflowers here are beautiful, and Corey never rushed me over there before!" The little girl puffed up her mouth a little aggrievedly, looking at the man, she really didn't want to leave.

"I said, get out of here, this is my territory, I will call the shots!" The man stared at the little girl. The fierce light in his eyes made the little girl feel scared, and she ran back in a panic. Running towards their parents, it was obvious that the couple saw the man, so the father stepped forward, hugged the little girl, and comforted: "Don’t cry, baby, don’t cry, it’s okay, everything will be fine. , Go to mom's place!"

The little girl nodded, ran to the woman's side, hugged the woman's arm tightly, and then raised her head to look at the strong man. His father had already walked towards the man.

"Hey~www.wuxiaspot.com~ buddy, she just said, "I don't know what happened, but...are we adults? If she did something wrong, I hope to take her to apologize. "

"Fuck off, this is my territory. From today on, I will take over here. If you want to stay and talk to your dead mother, get out of the way while I have a good temper!" The brawny man said mockingly to the girl's father, "Hurry up, get out--"

"Sir, you must apologize for your crude words--"

"You are seeking your own death!" The strong man stared at him fiercely and slowly walked towards him, his eyes flashing fiercely, as if he was about to tear the man to pieces at any time.

Obviously his wife was scared, his children were scared, and finally his wife couldn't help but yelled: "My dear, let's go, get out of here!"

The man watched the strong man walking step by step, feeling a little frightened. Hearing his wife's cry, he turned around and walked towards his family. As he walked, he turned his head and said: "Mr. Not by a gentleman, you should be ashamed of your behavior!" (To be continued...) u