Chapter 2278 (1/2)

Even if Jesse's strange calls came from the storage room behind him, Su Ming had no intention of looking back.

At first, there was pain in the voice, but as time went on, it gradually changed. There was a faint taste of pain and happiness, and finally it became a comfortable gasp.

Not to mention the death knell, the vampires beside him were shocked by this shameless groan. The empty blood bag in his hand fell to the ground in surprise with a strange look on his face.

”I never expected Jesse to have such a hobby.”

Su Ming is now playing a vampire. He is going to show that he has seen big waves in his long life. He looks calm and shakes his head with his hands on his back: ”he is a human being, and human beings have strong adaptability. As long as they can't die, they will eventually get used to it... But don't buy vacuum cleaners in the future. Use sweeping robots. I'm afraid Jesse will die of addiction.”

”People always want to die. Maybe happy death is a good choice.” Cassidy was a real vampire, and he soon accepted it, grinning: ”but what happened to the angel?”

”It's just an angel, God's weapon, nothing to say.” Su Ming didn't mean to explain it in detail.

After today, everything has nothing to do with the chapel.

The thin and dry blood clan nodded his head, and he opened a package of plasma and put it into his mouth to inhale and think.

About five minutes later, the two angels came out, and the biscuit box in the fat man's arms showed a faint white light.

”Yes?” Su Ming asked the thin man, and the other party nodded positively.

”It worked.” The skinny Angel threw aside the vacuum cleaner, which was tainted with suspicious filth, and picked up his box: ”our task is finished.”

At this time, while lifting his pants and slowly moving out of the storage room, Jesse rubbed over. His face was red and he dragged his two boxes of money: ”Cassie, come and help me. We have money. I don't know how to spend it. Ha ha ha!”

But at the same time, there was blood dripping under his pants legs.

The vampire also laughed, and sure enough, his friend was still like that. He didn't have any psychological shadow because of the blooming chrysanthemum. It seemed that his new coffin was hopeful.

......

”what to do next?”

In cheap motels and small rooms, people gathered around the biscuit box in the middle of the carpet. It had been a while since the death knell and others came back, but no one said what to do next.

The orangutan scratched his ears and scratched his cheek. After he knew that the butcher could kill the laughter, the urgency of revenge for his old friend Jim was like a claw.

He finally understood the meaning of the cold joke of the death knell, for he was now full of the question: when will the laughing bat die?

The saint is still watching TV. He is very interested in the cartoons. He is even too lazy to participate in public discussion. He just rubs his two guns back and forth with his palm, not knowing what he is thinking.

The angel duo didn't know what to do next, so they looked at the man who claimed to be the death knell.

They originally planned to take the box back to heaven to make contributions, but on the way back, the man told them that as long as the box was in hand, they could find God and ask them whether they wanted to make another great contribution.

Now it's like climbing a mountain. It's just like shivering at the end.