Walking quickly in the darkness, Zhang Xiaofeng's face was tight and his thin lips were tightly pursed. His heart was extremely heavy. Zhang Xiaofeng did not want to kill the last undercover policeman, but he had to kill him. This was the principle he gave himself. No matter what he did, he had to abide by his own principles. Because of Zhang Xiaofeng himself, the principle he gave himself was the right and the most rational. Therefore, whenever he was emotional, Whenever he was swayed by his emotions, he would abandon his emotions and act according to his own principles.
"We assassins are tools, the coldest tools. You must remember this!!!”，At that time, his mentor, the cold middle-aged man, stared at him and said to him seriously," You must always remember that when you have feelings, you have to tell yourself what is right. You have to remind yourself that you are just a cold tool. No matter who is in your way, you have to kill them all.
Then, a cold-blooded killer, a cold tool, a life reaper who walked in the dark, became synonymous with Zhang Xiaofeng.
In the end, Zhang Xiaofeng's mentor died. That cold middle-aged man met his son while carrying out a mission. When a killer was carrying out a mission, if he was recognized by someone he was familiar with, he had to be silenced. No matter who the other party was, this was the first rule of killers. No matter which killer did it well, because those who did not do it well were already dead.
Looking at his son's shocked eyes and his own son, Zhang Xiaofeng's mentor calmly raised his gun. However, his slightly trembling hand could not shoot any bullets. Therefore, Zhang Xiaofeng's mentor died.
After returning to the hospital, Zhang Xiaofeng went straight to the blood bank upstairs. His face seemed calm, but no one could see the waves in Zhang Xiaofeng's heart.
"Hmm? Zhang Xiaofeng?" Seeing Zhang Xiaofeng walk in, a nurse's eyes suddenly lit up. She jogged to him and said, When Qingyan came back just now, she said that if she saw you coming back, she would ask you to go to her ward."
Zhang Xiaofeng paused for a moment and nodded gently. He walked towards the elevator, leaving a thin figure behind.
" He's so handsome," the nurse behind Zhang Xiaofeng muttered as she felt Zhang Xiaofeng's cold aura.
"You little girl, have you fallen for him?”，At this moment, a crisp female voice laughed behind the nurse.
" Ah!" The nurse's face turned red when she realized that her secret was exposed. She turned around and saw that it was her closest friend. She couldn't help but sigh in relief."What's wrong? You, you heard wrong."
"Hehe, you still say you haven't?" The girl behind him was also a nurse. After teasing her for a while, she looked at her close friend and sighed."Little girl, don't even think about it. Such a charismatic boy should be taken, right? Didn't you see that Light Cigarette had secretly gone out for a tryst with someone tonight?”。
Zhang Xiaofeng, who was in the elevator, could not hear the teasing behind his back. Otherwise, he would be very depressed.
Looking at the mirror in the room, looking at the delicate and pretty face in it, there was a trace of an unapproachable aura in his eyes, and there seemed to be an inexplicable charm in his expression? What was going on?
Feeling the slight change in his temperament and looking at the extra charm in his expression, Zhang Xiaofeng was puzzled. Could a vampire change a person's temperament? It seemed that he had to ask Drucker.
After walking into the blood bank, Zhang Xiaofeng closed the door and picked up a blood bag. He tore it open and poured it into his mouth. Tonight's massacre had caused his heart to be restless. Looking at the blood splashing in front of him, Zhang Xiaofeng's heart throbbed. It was the desire for blood. The hot blood made Zhang Xiaofeng's mouth dry.
"Hmm? You went out hunting tonight?" Behind Zhang Xiaofeng, a familiar boy's voice rang out. His voice was filled with waves of evil charm.
" No," Zhang Xiaofeng replied without looking back. After being educated by Drucker for so long, he certainly knew what hunting meant. What was prey for vampires? That was the omnipresent humans outside." I didn't hunt, I just killed people. Those people must be killed."
"Oh? You attacked? "What a barbaric fellow." Drucker's voice behind him clearly carried a trace of dissatisfaction."Don't you know how much violence affects our image as elegant vampires? Other than that damned Church, we have a reason not to attack anyone. Maintaining this habit is something that a Blood Breed must learn, don't you know?”。
"Hm?" Putting down the blood bag in his hand, Zhang Xiaofeng turned around in surprise. He looked at Drucker and said,""The vampires actually have such a habit?”。
" Of course." Drucker looked helplessly at the surprise in Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes and said,"" Firstly, killing someone is a very bad thing for us nobles who hide in the dark. Secondly, killing someone innocently is a waste of food. Thirdly,"
At this point, Drucker paused for a moment, and his face became solemn. He looked at Zhang Xiaofeng seriously and said," Thirdly, there are too many strange people in the world, and there are also many humans with strange abilities. Therefore, we should try our best not to attack. If we get injured once, it will be a huge loss for us. The power of the Blood Race is our blood. You will naturally know this in the future. The nobler the Blood Race is, the more precious their blood is."
Hearing Drucker's words, Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but nod. That's right. The power of the Blood Clan was their own blood. If they often fought, how long would it take for him to make up for the loss of blood?
" Alright." Zhang Xiaofeng finished the blood bag in his hand in one last gulp and sighed in satisfaction. He swept his tongue and hooked the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth into it. He stretched lazily and looked at the fish belly white that had begun to appear in the east outside the window." A long night has finally passed. En, I should go to sleep too."
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofeng opened the door of the blood bank and walked towards his residence, a ward upstairs.
"Sleep?" Hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's words, Drucker looked at the east that was starting to light up and said in disgust," I hate sunlight. I'm going to sleep. I miss my exquisite coffin so much."
Unfortunately, Drucker also knew that it was just his nostalgia. The bat's body squeezed against the shelf of the blood bank and slowly fell asleep.
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