Chapter 47 Quinn:

"What?"

"What did you say?"

"Dicken is dead?"

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

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.

Dicken died last night.

In theory, it has been twenty-four hours now, and no matter what, the thirteen pure-blooded vampires have received the news.

But they don't know.

On the one hand, this is because few people know what happened last night, and at the same time, part of the reason is that Dicken had already sidelined these thirteen vampires.

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

After a while.

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

They still couldn't believe it.

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 worn on Deacon's finger was now shining on Quinn's finger.

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

There was even a strong sense of sadness in his tone.

Soon.

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

Deacon followed their instructions and tried to use money to reach a settlement with the Sentinel Secret Service's Locke Underwood agent.

The Sentinel Secret Service also agreed.

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

The result...

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

Deacon was killed by the Sentinel Secret Service and the Blade Warrior, and 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 new, and there was only one possible reason for this.

That was that Quinn's arm had been cut off not long ago.

And Quinn's skin was also new.

These two points matched Quinn's self-description.

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 together?"

"Yes, elder."

Quinn nodded without hesitation.

At this moment, he directly threw away the promise he made to Locke when he was still in the safe house that he would only target Blade and never the Sentinel Secret Service.

In a word.

Those 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 martial ethics."

"Fuck."

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

"Is there still a law? Do they really not care about the "Supernatural Covenant" at all?"

When Quinn lowered his head and looked obedient, the thirteen pure-blooded vampires sitting around the chairs couldn't help but talk about it.

Indeed.

When Deacon was alive, he did have thoughts and actions of rebellion.

But in the end, Deacon was also a vampire.

They were together.

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

This...

"This is intolerable!"

"Damn it, fight them."

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

"What should we do? Pretend not to know. No matter what, Deacon is the leader we pushed out."

"Anyway, Deacon is dead, so why not forget it? It was our people who took action first."

"..."

Quinn listened to the thirteen pure-blooded vampires from the beginning of the indignant war to the compromise just now, and the more he listened, the more he felt black line.

Good guy.

I've exaggerated so much, you are still thinking about compromise?

Damn it.

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Others have come to the door.

Together with you bugs...

Huh?

Quinn, who lowered his head, couldn't help but blinked.

He seemed to understand why his dead master looked down on the thirteen pure-blooded vampires now.

"Ahem."

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

"Elders, can I say something?"

"Say it."

"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 to reject it.

The leading vampire elder frowned and raised his right hand.

Seeing this, the other vampire elders quickly shut up.

"Quinn, keep talking."

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

"...Arrogant!"

A vampire elder heard this and slammed the table 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 in recent years were also instructed by the Sentinel Secret Service, otherwise Blade would not have appeared there."

One sentence.

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

These two people are here to exterminate their entire vampire family.

Talking?

Others are about to come to extract teeth.

The thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders took a breath and looked at each other again.

At this moment.

Quinn looked up and looked at the thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders.

"Elder, I have a proposal."

"...Say it."

"I'm here for revenge."

"You?"

The thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders looked at Quinn standing below suspiciously when they heard this.

Quinn seemed not to see it, and spoke of his plan in a respectful tone.

"Yes, I'm here 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 looked up 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 is my personal act and has nothing to do with the elders."

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