newbobooks Chapter 554: Even the Immortal Can Die
Chapter 554: Even the Immortal Can Die
Elder Shami really didn't want to fight anymore; he simply couldn't win!
We have no choice but to surrender for now, hoping that this will make them stop temporarily and save our lives.
However, Lao Mo was not buying it and used the space to send voice messages to his five wives.
"Ignore them, beat them up, kill these vampires."
Elder Shami thought that if he said that, Old Mo and the others would stop.
Unexpectedly, his shouting backfired and harmed his own people.
The other four elders thought that he could stop when they heard him shout like that.
As a result, the eagle seized the opportunity and struck again, smashing another elder's head into a pulp.
"Fak, how could you do this? You have no sportsmanship!"
Elder Shami shouted angrily.
"Who's talking to you about martial ethics? We'll get what we want through our own abilities, not by your charity. Wives, beat them to death!"
Old Mo shouted and, together with Xiao Fang, began to beat an elder mercilessly.
With their strength, they couldn't kill these elders in one blow, but they could still make them howl in pain.
The couple dodged left and right, attacking from both sides, knocking an elder to the ground, and then raised their iron rods to give him a good beating.
In less than a minute, the elder was beaten to the point of near death.
"Wife, watch me."
Old Mo raised his large iron rod and smashed it down hard on the elder's head.
"boom……"
Finally, Old Mo personally smashed an elder's head.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Didn't you say you were invincible? Haha, turns out you can be killed after all."
Old Mo burst into laughter.
Now, only three elders remained on the scene.
Seven against three, when they get tired, they drink a sip of spiritual spring water and continue fighting.
The three guys were surrounded and brutally beaten. Finally, they couldn't take it anymore.
"You lack martial ethics."
Elder Shami cried out in despair.
"You can't kill us, stop now! If you stop now, I can still plead for you with our leader. Otherwise, our leader will not let you go."
Elder Shami's voice was hoarse, filled with endless despair.
In the distance, on the rooftop.
Bellek and his high-ranking subordinates watched the battle in the square through binoculars.
It made them break out in a cold sweat.
It wasn't until today that these senior American officials realized that Murdoch wasn't fighting alone at all.
Old Mo's wives are all terrifying superhumans.
Most importantly, the eagle is still alive. Moreover, his fighting power is even more terrifying than it was four years ago.
This Hong Kong prince is someone the Americans simply can't compete with.
Beside him, Morgan Elke whispered in Bellek's ear, "Governor, the Prince of Hong Kong and his wives have all come out. How about we send a missile and blow them all up?"
Upon hearing this, Bellek slapped him across the face.
"Fuck, if you're looking for death, don't drag us into it. Can't you see it yet? The terror of the Prince of Hong Kong doesn't lie in how good he is at fighting."
His greatest terror lies in his ability to teleport, to vanish and reappear instantly. What's the point of firing your missiles then?
What's the point of telling me? Are you calling us your own people? Don't you know how many people are around the square? Don't say things like that in front of me again. This is the last time, OK?
"Yes."
Morgan Elke wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly agreed.
Only now did he realize that Old Mo's five wives, as well as Eagle, had all appeared suddenly.
Apart from Princess Anne, no one else was in Old America. But somehow, they just showed up whenever they wanted.
Terrifying, absolutely terrifying.
They were looking at the square through binoculars.
The remaining three elders were surrounded and beaten by the seven people. In the end, they couldn't escape. One by one, their heads were smashed open, and they died in the square.
These senior American officials were wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads, too shocked to speak.
They only discovered today that even the highest-ranking vampires can be killed.
Morgan Elke was so frightened by what he had just said that he almost lost his balance.
After finishing their work, Lao Mo and his team went straight back to their space to hold a victory celebration.
The square was littered with the corpses of vampires.
Bellek put down his binoculars, sighed, and said, "Let's go back! These things are beyond our control now. Let them fight it out! Whoever wins in the end, let them handle the printing of money!"
After saying that, Bellek led them downstairs, got into the car, and drove away.
As for the corpses in the square, nobody paid any attention to them.
The little zombies, their limbs broken, lay there howling all night, but no one came to their rescue.
The sky finally began to brighten.
When the sun comes out, the vampire corpses start to smoke as soon as they see the sun.
And those little vampires who hadn't died started howling and struggling.
But it was no use; their bodies started to smoke.
In the end, they all turned to ashes and disappeared into the world.
This is the vampires' greatest weakness. Once exposed to the sun, whether you're dead or alive, you'll all be reduced to ashes.
"What?! Seven elders died all at once? How is that possible?"
In Clark's room, Clayk cried out in shock upon receiving the news.
Clark was already invincible in the world. His subordinates were his peers, and their fighting strength was only slightly weaker than his.
For hundreds of years, unless they encountered the Pope or someone from the Papacy, they had never fallen.
But tonight, seven people died in one night. How can he accept this?
"That's impossible, Elke! Tell me in detail, what exactly happened?"
Clark roared loudly.
Morgan Elke had no choice but to recount everything he knew in detail.
After listening to Morgan Elke's account, Clark was completely speechless.
"hehe……"
"Have they wasted their hundreds of years of life? They can't even beat a bunch of young people in their twenties?"
Clark slammed his hand on the table, shattering a solid wood table into pieces instantly.
"Go, go and tell that so-called Hong Kong prince to come see me. Isn't he trying to steal our business? Tell him that if he dares to come, I'll give it to him."
Clark said through gritted teeth.
"Yes."
Morgan Elke agreed and left.
Soon, Lao Mo received a call.
After hanging up the phone, Lao Mo smiled.
"Finally, you've finally shown up. You dare to give anything if I dare to go? Fine, then tonight I'll go and meet you, this so-called vampire leader! I hope you can keep your word."
That evening, Old Mo drove alone to the outside of Clark's castle.
After getting off the car, a man who looked like a butler was already waiting outside the castle.