The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 47 Quinn: "This is a conspiracy between the Sentinel Secret Service and Blade"

"what?"

"What did you say?"

"Dickon is dead?"

"Blade and the Sentinel Secret Service agents teamed up to kill Deacon?"

The thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders, who had just sat down in their seats and hadn't even had a sip of tea, heard this news from Quinn.

Dickon died last night.

Logically speaking, twenty-four hours have passed now, and no matter what, the thirteen pure-blooded vampires have already received the news.

But they don't know.

This was partly because not many people knew about what happened last night, and partly because Deacon had already sidelined these thirteen vampires.

The thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders were stunned and looked at each other.

after awhile.

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at Quinn who was surrounded by them.

They were still a little bit in disbelief.

The leading pure-blood elder said in a deep voice: "Quinn, you are not kidding."

Quinn raised his right hand.

The ring that was originally on Deacon's finger now sparkled on Quinn's finger.

Quinn's tone was also a little low: "Elder..."

There was even a hint of sadness in his tone.

soon.

According to Quinn's narration, the thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders also understood what had happened.

Deacon follows their instructions and tries to reach a monetary settlement with Sentinel agent Locke Underwood.

The Sentinel Secret Service also agreed.

In order to reach a reconciliation and to show their utmost sincerity, Deacon only took Quinn with him.

result……

This turned out to be a trap, and it was a trap designed jointly by the Sentinel Secret Service and Blade.

Deacon was killed by the Sentinel Secret Service and Blade, but before he died, Deacon gave the ring to Quinn, giving Quinn hope of life.

When the thirteen pure-blooded vampires heard this, they subconsciously felt that this was a lie.

But their eyes fell on Quinn's right arm.

obviously.

They could all see that Quinn's right arm was a nascent one, and there was only one possible reason for this result.

That is, Quinn's arm was cut off not long ago.

And Quinn's skin is also newborn.

These two points are consistent with Quinn's own account.

The thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders looked at each other again.

"You mean, this is a trap set by the Sentinel Secret Service and Blade, and Blade and the Sentinel Secret Service are working together?"

"Yes, Elder."

Quinn nodded without hesitation.

At this moment, he completely forgot the promise he made to Locke when they were still in the safe house that he would only target Blade and never the Sentinel Secret Service.

In a word.

Anyone who bullied me should die!

"damn it."

“This is too dishonest.”

"Old Eight, it's the new century now. Do you think it's the time when we were young?"

"Young people nowadays have no moral principles."

"Fake."

"So, the Sentinel Secret Service really wants to fight us to the death?"

"Do they still have the law? Do they really not care about the 'Supernatural Covenant' at all?"

While Quinn lowered his head and looked submissive, the thirteen pure-blooded vampires sitting on the chairs couldn't help but start talking.

True.

When Dicken was alive, he did have thoughts and actions that were rebellious.

But after all, Dickon is also a vampire.

They were together. And Deacon was their vampire leader in public. Now that he was killed by the Sentinel Secret Service, it seemed like a slap in their face.

This……

"It's tolerable, but it's unbearable!"

"Damn it, fight them."

"You're crazy. Don't forget that the Sentinel Secret Service has even developed ultraviolet bullets."

"What should we do? Just pretend we don't know. No matter what, Dicken is the leader we put forward."

"Dicken is dead anyway, so why not just forget it? It was our people who took action first."

"..."

Quinn listened to the thirteen pure-blooded vampires' rise from indignant war to their recent compromise, and the more he listened, the more frustrated he felt.

Good guy.

I've exaggerated so much, and you're still thinking about compromising?
damn it.

Others have come to the door.

With you bunch of insects...

Huh?
Quinn, who had his head lowered, couldn't help but blink.

He seemed to understand why his deceased master looked down on the thirteen pure-blooded vampires of today.

"Cough cough."

Quinn thought of this and coughed quickly, attracting the attention of thirteen pure-blooded vampires.

"Elders, can I say something?"

"explain."

"I think we need revenge."

"what?"

"No."

"I don't agree either."

As soon as Quinn opened his mouth, four pure-blooded vampire elders shook their heads in disapproval.

The leading vampire elder frowned and raised his right hand.

Upon seeing this, the other vampire elders immediately shut up.

"Quinn, keep going."

"Elders, that Locke Underwood and Blade said in the abandoned hangar that they were here to exterminate us. Master Frost asked him why, and he told Master Frost that it was important to him that New York City be without us."

“…Arrogant!”

Upon hearing this, a vampire elder slammed his desk and stood up: "When we settled in New York City, humans hadn't come yet."

Seeing this, Quinn continued to exaggerate and said, "It is obvious that Blade's attacks on us over the years were also directed by the Sentinel Special Service. Otherwise, Blade would not have appeared there."

In a word.

The Sentinel Secret Service and Blade are in the same group.

These two people came here to kill all the vampires in their family.

In conversation?
Others will come to have their teeth pulled.

The thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders gasped and looked at each other again.

at this time.

Quinn raised his head and looked at the thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders.

"Elder, I have a suggestion."

"……explain."

"I'm here for revenge."

"you?"

When the thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders heard this, they looked at Quinn standing below with suspicion.

Quinn acted as if he hadn't seen it, and spoke of his plan in a respectful tone.

"Yes, I come for revenge."

"Frost is my master, and he gave me the hope of life."

"If I kill Blade and this Locke Underwood, then the entire supernatural world will know that our New York vampire family is not to be messed with."

"If I die……"

When Quinn said this, he raised his head and looked at the thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders, and said in a deep voice: "The elders can hand me over and say that this was my personal act and has nothing to do with the elders."

Thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders: "..."

(End of this chapter)