Chapter 132

"ah……"

There was a near-desperate scream, and Elhorst covered his mouth and wailed in disregard of other things, while Duke, while avoiding the nematode, rushed over and pinned it to the ground.

It is too greedy.

The tongue is both a weapon and a weakness.

In fact, Elhorst, who had nowhere to go, decided to give it a go: transform Duke first, and then use this to deal with Lu Li. If he can be transformed as well, it will definitely be a great achievement.

No matter how bad it was, it would buy time for Palmer to evacuate to a safe area.

It's a pity that stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice. The two of them had already prepared, how could they let this guy succeed.

Looking at the loyal servant of the Blood Ancestor who had lost half his life, Lu Li felt more worried than happy.

Frankly speaking, if it wasn't for Elhorst's overly fearful move, it would take a lot of effort for the two of them to finish off each other.

After all, bloodthirsty nematodes are highly contagious, as long as one gets into the body, it means the game is over, so we must be vigilant at all times to avoid capsizing in the gutter——

Under such circumstances, it would be considered pretty good to be able to exert half of its very strength. Moreover, Elhorst's speed is not slow, and his healing ability is extremely abnormal. It took less than a minute before and after. There was no white blood flowing out of the two stab wounds.

By analogy, if you want to fight against the blood ancestors with more strange and powerful abilities, you must rely on the power of the invisible werewolves.

I hope that drop of false holy blood can work and suppress negative emotions...

The next moment, his thoughts were interrupted by the old man who hurried over, and the curse reached his ears: "Eyhorst? You bloody bastard!"

Abraham didn't stop, walked to Duke with his sword and crutches, and looked down at his former enemy:

After a battle, the camouflage he put on to blend in with human society has long since disappeared.

The wig on the top of the head fell to the side, revealing the bald head; the prosthesis on the bridge of the nose disappeared, and the whole face looked like a leather skull; The heat-dissipating folds are disgusting.

In addition, white blood mixed with countless nematodes was coughed up by the executioner, looking extremely embarrassed.

Hearing someone calling him, Elhorst raised his head, his hoarse voice was intermittent: "A23...038...5..."

When it was in charge of the concentration camp, it took away the name of every Jew and gave it a serial number as a replacement, and Abraham was exactly A230385, its favorite death row prisoner.

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

It's a pity that the reanimated corpse is not included in this list, especially Elhorst, who was already an outstanding wolf before meeting the blood ancestor.

"Little carpenter!"

This sound was almost a roar, and Duke, who was in charge of controlling this guy, shivered.

However, before it finished speaking, Abraham drew out the sword of Sadhu and whispered in his mouth: "My blade is shining with silver light."

As soon as the words fell, a head shot up into the sky!

Other than that, there is nothing else, because all the nematodes and white blood at the fracture were turned into smoke and dust.

When old friends meet again, greet them politely with swords.

Yesterday, when the two were talking on the phone, facing Elhorst's verbal provocation, the old man used his old friend Dreyfussyven as an example to hint that he would chop his body into pieces and dump it in the North Sea.

Now, the former promise is being fulfilled, Elhorst's arms have been cut off, and the latter one must wait until the blood ancestor is killed and the world is saved.

During the whole process, Lu Li and Duke didn't stop him, and let the old man vent his anger.

Keep alive, torture the reincarnated corpse?

Ask the blood ancestor's whereabouts from its mouth?

This idea is too naive. The Blood Ancestor has the ability to take over Elhorst's body at any time. With this kind of control, he can naturally keep it a secret forever.

Therefore, it would be better to kill him and let the Blood Ancestor lose his right-hand man and fall into panic.

A few minutes later, there was a pile of stumps on the ground, white blood flowed all over the ground, and bloodthirsty nematodes wriggled like maggots, eager to enter the new host.

"Unfortunately, bad luck, I didn't catch the old guy Palmer..."

Aside, Duke took out a small iron pot from his pocket and shook it casually.

Nothing happened.

The gasoline in it had already been used up, and the sharp weapon for destroying corpses was gone. He turned to look at Lu Li.

"He must be nearby, and he can't run far."

Lu Li's tone was firm.

Four security teams, special reincarnated corpses, loyal servants of the Blood Ancestor, if this lineup is not used to protect Palmer, a powerful and powerful chaebol, who would it be?

"Go back to the first floor..."

The old man was about to make a suggestion when he heard a voice above his head——

"Good evening, three visitors."

The sound is clear and powerful.

Lu Li raised his head and found that the LCD TV hung on the wall had automatically turned on, and a strong black man appeared on the screen.

Judging from the objects around him, it should be in a high-end car.

"I am Duncan, Mr. Palmer's personal bodyguard. First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Lu and your friends for being lenient and not killing the members of the security team."

Hearing this, Lu Li paused for a moment, thinking about why the other party took the initiative to contact him.

beg for mercy?

It doesn't feel like it.

Seek cooperation?

It is indeed possible.

An ambitious man who is about to die at any time suddenly sees that his former partner can not only eat and drink, but also has the strength to kill with a knife. He is more vigorous than a young man. Can live long.

Thinking of this, Lu Li turned to look at the old man.

At this moment, Abraham, who had picked up a human head for nothing, was in high spirits, leaning on a sword crutch with one hand, and looked up at the screen. He had a premonition: Tonight, he would see an old man whom he hadn't seen in decades.

Sure enough, the next moment, an old face appeared on the screen.

Palmer, the helm of the top consortium!

Duke silently made a judgment.

The black Duncan's next words also confirmed this guess: "Three, Mr. Palmer wants to negotiate a deal with you."

After speaking, he disappeared into the screen, leaving only the sick old man facing the camera alone.

"Long time no see, Abraham."

Palmer straightened his suit, pulled himself together and greeted the old man.

However, Lu Li still noticed the weakness in his tone, as if his life was not long.

sand……

This is the sound of the old man drawing his sword. Through the screen, he pointed the sword of Sadhu at the other party, and scolded: "You hypocritical poisonous snake, you actually go along with the blood ancestor for your own selfishness!"

"That's right...cough cough..."

At this time, Palmer did not deny or defend. He squeezed out a smile and said, "Dude, I really miss the days when we worked together."

It seems that they are playing the warmth card.