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Chapter 327 A Moment of Turmoil

An abandoned ancient castle.

Weeds, wild animals, and ravens calling from withered branches.

If a film crew were brought in, this would be an excellent location for shooting murder cases or eerie horror movies.

"Giggle~"

Neat, clean black trouser legs stepped on withered branches and fallen leaves, startling a flock of crows into flight.

The blond youth glanced indifferently at the several hunched figures standing in front of the castle.

The medieval robes he wore were as clean and luxurious as ever, but on the three old, wrinkled vampires, one couldn't help but want to complain that such fine clothes were wasted on dogs.

"Mr. Gino Luther!"

The highest-ranking vampire, speaking in a drawn-out, trembling voice that could frighten a child, slowly turned and pointed inside the castle: "We have prepared a sumptuous banquet for you and are waiting for your attendance."

Gino didn't speak, but simply nodded and stepped into the abandoned castle first.

Unlike the desolate and dilapidated exterior of the castle, the interior furnishings are quite magnificent.

The spotless floor almost reflected Gino's face, and the beautiful, fair-skinned vampire maids with long, black stockings stood in the corner, holding wine glasses and ready to serve.

If we ignore the identities of these guys, then it might actually be suitable to host a pleasant dinner party for the guests.

The musicians began to play melodious music.

In this relaxed atmosphere, Gino leaned back lazily in his chair, his gaze lingering on the vampires at the table opposite him.

He was the only human among a group of vampires, someone who should have been seen as prey by them, yet he sat calmly in the main seat, his expression playful: "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The boy tilted slightly, and the wine glass on the table shattered with a crack.

This scene also made many vampires tense up, instinctively baring their fangs, wanting to attack.

"Stop!" The elderly vampire shouted, interrupting the other vampires' eagerness to attack. He turned to Gino and said with a forced smile, "Young people are ignorant."

"Immature?"

Gino raised a hand, then snapped his fingers lightly: "Then you don't need to be sensible."

"Snapped!"

As the snap echoed through the hall, the vampires who had just bared their fangs at Gino suddenly paled, their pale faces turning bluish-purple in an instant.

His body felt as if it had been pressed into a hydraulic press, with his bones squeezing and making a "crackling" sound!

It's like the first silent films released in the early 19th century.

Everyone watched in horror as the vampires' bodies were gradually crushed and burst open.

"Splat!"

It was like red and green paint splashed on a paint palette, and deep red blood splattered on a white wall. Some unlucky people were even splattered with blood because they were too close!

Silence.

The surviving vampires all lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

"so?"

Gino tapped the table, picking up a piece of steak and chewing it. "Let's get down to business. What do you want to talk about?"

Faced with the boy's earlier example of making an example of someone to scare others, the vampire elders were unsure whether to feel more anger or fear, but they still instinctively said, "We want to make a deal with you!"

"Among our vampires, there is a madman named Barney who is trying to overthrow the world. He has infected countless celebrities and politicians, and wants to control these powerful figures to rule the world."

"So? You're planning to provide me with this list in exchange for a pardon, is that right?"

Gino interrupted the vampire's long-winded speech and voiced what the group was thinking.

Several vampire elders nodded hurriedly:

"That's right, exactly. If you agree, we can even assist you in cleansing those evil vampires!"

It seems that although Gino likes killing, he's actually quite easy to talk to.

This deal should probably go through?

"Your suggestion is indeed excellent."

Gino reached for his waist and, under the watchful eyes of several vampires, produced a golden rope.

The boy winked at them: "But I'm not going to make a deal with you, because you're not worthy."

"As long as I bind you, I can know whatever I want to know."

Feeling the air grow heavy and seemingly frozen, the vampires' expressions changed drastically: "Hey, don't come any closer!"

Ten minutes later.

As a figure exploded into powder, the ashes fell to the ground as if covering a thick layer of dust.

All vampires perished.

"Hmm, singers, have you written them all down?"

"Of course, the list of those converted is as follows."

The singer's voice came through the earpiece, and a long list of names was projected into the air through the screen on the wrist.

Gino glanced at the list, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"It's really interesting, politicians, businesspeople, even..."

The boy's gaze shifted upwards: "And the president?"

Gino guessed that some high-ranking officials in the United States would indeed be transformed into vampires, but he never imagined it would be the president.

"Heh, is it because of the sense of crisis and desire for revenge that arose from witnessing the murder of two of my subordinates at the White House last time?"

"I never imagined that the president, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, would betray free America."

Gino scoffed and made a sarcastic remark.

"Master, perhaps you should take a look at this."

Before Gino could react, a pale blue screen appeared.

The image shows the White House lawn, the center of American power.

On the lawn, besides the reporters and countless cameras, the elderly man in a suit, surrounded by the crowd, spoke solemnly to the screen: "Dear reporters, and viewers watching on television or on your mobile phones, I have some very bad news to announce today."

"Based on our assessment and the evidence we have gathered, the Justice League is actually a violent terrorist organization!"

"From this moment forward, all members will be listed as number one wanted criminals!"

These words instantly ignited the previously quiet press conference.

"Gino is a traitor!?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

"My God, I thought all you needed to be to become president was to be stupid, but when did being crazy become a prerequisite!"

The reporters grumbled and cursed, showing no intention of reporting the news.

As the most well-informed group, they do not believe that the Justice League would betray humanity.

When aliens invaded, it was the Justice League that took action; when Barbatos descended, it was still the Justice League that took action.

Compared to a weak and incompetent president, people were more willing to believe in Keno and his partners.

This is the prestige built up through repeated experiences.

"Now, I order all troops to march to Metropolis and launch an offensive against the Justice League headquarters."

"If anyone dares to resist, I authorize you to open fire immediately!"

Ignoring the restless crowd below, the president announced a series of measures against the Justice League.

This includes the guilt of supporting the Justice League.

Opposing the president is also a crime!

(End of this chapter)