The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 44 The Appearance of BOSS Blood God
Quinn is in a bad state at the moment.

pain!
When he escaped from the abandoned hangar, he thought he had escaped, but he was shot in the right arm by a cold gun.

That's the ultraviolet bullet that's a natural nemesis of vampires.

His arm began to catch fire spontaneously. Before he could react, he saw a burly man with a figure like a wild bear rushing up to him. He slashed at his arm with a knife, muttering something like "I almost got into trouble."

By the time he reacted, he was wearing a set of "Holy Water Remote Control Bomb" clothes.

then……

He was tied up and brought here.

Nothing happened all night.

Quinn discovered that Jack, who kidnapped him, didn't seem to want his life, which gave him some ideas.

But he didn't dare move during the day. Even if he ran out, he would turn into ashes under the sunlight.

So he waited until night.

The result was that when he took advantage of Jack's turning around, Jack detonated the "holy water bomb" on his body without hesitation.

moment.

He suffered extensive burns, not only that, his right leg was broken, and his clothes were replaced with a set of "holy water bombs" with a larger dose.

He is in pain now.

It hurts so much.

Quinn endured the pain coming from all over his body and tried his best to look at Locke with an expressionless face.

Eyes facing each other.

Locke chuckled.

"Let's talk."

"..."

Quinn's mouth, which seemed to have been washed with concentrated sulfuric acid, was silent for a moment before slowly opening.

His voice was hoarse, as if he was speaking with sea sand in his mouth.

"What to talk about?"

"Dickon is planning something."

"..."

When Quinn heard this, his eyes shrank uncontrollably.

"I do not know."

"Ah."

Locke chuckled: "Really? I don't believe it."

There is something to say.

The leader’s wife may not understand the leader as well as the leader’s secretary or driver.

No matter which world it is in, the secrets of the superior may not be known by his family, but the superior’s secretary... and driver must know something.

And Quinn...is Deacon's driver.

This is also the reason why Locke did not say anything after watching Quinn escape.

He was also quite curious about what Dicken was planning, as to why he left Blade, who was jumping up and down, alone, alone, not killing him.

It's impossible that Dicken is Blade's father.

Otherwise, why would he be spoiled like this?
Locke didn't wait for Quinn to reply, and said again: "No matter what conspiracy Dicken had, he is dead. You don't have to keep a dead man's secret for him if you still want to leave alive."

Quinn was slightly stunned, and looked at Locke, with a hint of surprise and disbelief in his eyes: "You will let me leave?"

Better to die than live.

He gave up his human identity and became Dicken's blood servant in order to gain eternal life.

Even if I have to be Dicken's blood servant forever.

but……

That is also eternal life.

Locke met Quinn's gaze and gave an immediate affirmative answer.

"Of course, the premise is that you cooperate."

"..."

When Quinn heard this, the surprise and disbelief in his eyes disappeared.

Locke sneered.

"I can see that you're a smart person. I like dealing with smart people, so if you cooperate, I'll let you leave here alive."

"I……"

Quinn lowered his eyes, the expression in his eyes changing wildly.

Locke quietly smoked the cigarette in his hand.

after awhile.

Quinn looked up again.

"Dickon is really dead?" "Of course."

Locke's mouth corners slightly raised. Quinn is indeed a smart man. Look, now he doesn't call him master anymore, but calls him by his name directly.

Quinn shook his head. "I don't believe it."

No one knew Dickon Frost's strength better than he did.

Class A vampires are almost the pinnacle of vampires in New York City today.

And Dicken has a dark heart.

Looking at those thirteen pure-blooded vampires, as Deacon continued to feed them verbena without making a fuss, they themselves probably would not have thought that their strength was now even inferior to that of C-level vampires.

Locke looked at Quinn, who said he didn't believe it but whose expression was full of "Is it true?", and laughed. Then he seemed to think of something and put his right hand into his pocket.

next second.

A ring appeared on Locke's hand.

Quinn's eyes fell on the ring the moment it appeared.

"This is……"

"I believe it this time."

Quinn didn't say anything, but just stared at the ring on Locke's hand.

Locke looked at Quinn's expression, moved his wrist slightly, and threw the ring on his hand directly towards Quinn.

Quinn caught the ring with a swish, and then observed it carefully with his only remaining left hand.

The expression was one of surprise...with a hint of ecstasy.

Locke crossed his legs, held his chin with one hand, and looked at Quinn with a smile.

"How's it going? Are you sure?"

"Ah."

Quinn responded subconsciously without even raising his head, then he came to his senses, looked up, and saw Locke's teasing eyes.

Locke's mouth corners slightly raised: "Answer my question, and I can also give you this ring."

It's just a ring that can protect against ultraviolet rays.

He does not need it.

Locke said that his current achievements were entirely due to his own efforts.

In a word.

All great powers belong to oneself, external objects are trivial!
Quinn listened to Locke's words and held the ring tightly in his hand.

"Really?"

"Of course!"

Locke nodded: "Now, tell me, what did Dicken want to do when he was alive?"

Quinn opened his mouth, looked at Locke, then looked down at the ring in his hand that originally belonged to Deacon, took a deep breath, and looked up at Locke again.

then……

Start confessing!
five minutes later.

As Quinn stopped talking, Locke also knew Deacon's previous plan.

"Summon the Blood God?"

"Yes."

Quinn, who had begun to confess, also spoke his mind at this moment, nodding his head: "This is also the reason why Deacon did not kill Blade. He needed Blade's blood and the blood of thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders as a sacrifice to summon the Blood God."

However, the ancient spell to summon the Blood God has not yet been deciphered.

This is also the real reason why Deacon tolerated thirteen pure-blooded vampires riding on his hands and ignored the Blade Warrior who killed vampires as snacks at night.

Locke rubbed his chin in thought.

He hasn't watched the movie Blade from beginning to end.

But the Blood God...

He still had an impression that in the movie Blade, this Blood God seemed to be the BOSS.

hiss.

So Dicken is not the boss, but the blood god is.

Good guy.

Dicken alone gave him 200 extraordinary points. If the Blood God came out, how many more points would he get?

Locke lowered his head, his eyes flickering.

Quinn sat quietly on the sofa, holding tightly in his left hand the ring that originally belonged to Deacon, and looked at Locke with some nervousness and uneasiness.

after all.

Whether he lives or dies depends on the thought of this man who seems to be not afraid of the vampire riot at all and kills his master brazenly.

……

(End of this chapter)