Chapter 673 Student Council President

His muscles swelled, his arms twitched and trembled, and the strong man's face turned red from holding back. The brute force that could leave fingerprints on the solid iron ball had no effect at all. The opponent's seemingly thin and thin shoulders were like the armor plate of a main battle tank, indestructible. At the same time, it also has a slight toughness.

Finding that the young man was still looking at him expressionlessly, his cold eyes not wavering at all, the strong man finally confirmed one thing.

Oh my god, this guy is a master!

Cold sweat instantly wetted his vest, dripping down from his forehead.

"Hey, sir, this is a misunderstanding."

Putting away his big hands that had no place to rest, the strong man tried his best to suppress a smile that was uglier than crying, and backed away little by little.

His companions were also very discerning and naturally looked away, as if they didn't recognize him at all, and scurried back quietly.

"Did I let you go?"

The cold words instantly stopped these people and stood there helpless.

It's not that they don't want to go, but there are tiny red threads on their feet climbing up their legs.

The red thread, which was thinner than a hair, seemed to be broken by pulling it, but it was tangled together like roots, making the strong man and others' feet as if they were welded to the floor by molten iron, unable to move at all.

And in just a second or two, the crazily growing red threads climbed to their thighs, pierced their skin, and flowed along their blood vessels throughout their bodies.

"Uh huh~~"

The strong man and others showed expressions of pain and despair, and the blood vessels all over their bodies bulged and spasmed uncontrollably, like small black snakes twisting and squirming under the skin.

My heart seemed to be grasped by invisible hands, and every beat was on the verge of explosion.

Severe pain dominated the brain, and the energy and blood in the body no longer belonged to them, but instead eroded their vitality like foreign parasites.

When the black blood vessels spread to the ends of the limbs, the body lost its final control, and even fighting back became a luxury.

The eyeballs gradually became bloodshot and bulging, and their vision was covered with a blood-red filter. They watched the bright red particles in the air condense around the young man, forming a blood-colored magic ball that revolved around him.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and the guests who were watching the young man and his guests with interest gradually changed their expressions and walked away from the battlefield in panic.

Looking at the boy who was sitting in his seat without even changing his posture, the bartender’s hand holding the cup kept shaking. He mustered up a lifetime of courage and persuaded him in a voice as light as a gnat: "Sir, please... please don’t be in the club." Use extraordinary power, otherwise...otherwise..."

After a long time, nothing came of it. The young man turned around and looked at him with indifferent white-gold vertical pupils.

Gulu~

Swallowing involuntarily, the bartender shivered and threw all the rules and regulations in his mind out of his mind.

Do whatever you like, the dog's life is at stake...

But at this moment, a man in a solemn black suit stood next to him, facing the danger and pressure, and met the young man's eyes.

“Otherwise you will become [persona non grata].”

"Unpopular? Is this kind of thing popular?"

The young man looked at him calmly and pointed behind him with a mocking look on his face.

"At least they followed the rules and didn't do anything in the club."

The black suit glanced at the people of the [Hungry Wolf Gang] who had begun to twist and deform not far away, and couldn't help but feel a slight chill in his heart.

This weird method was clearly not the right way to go. Combined with the young man's handsome and pale face, a famous word jumped into his mind.

Bloodlines!

I don’t know if it’s the Camarilla Alliance or the Sabbat Alliance. I hope it’s the former. Those guys in the latter are all lunatics. They’re too dangerous!

The vigilance in his heart escalated again. The black suit tightened his nerves and confronted the young man without showing any signs of weakness.

"Don't do it in the club? That's easy!"

The young man suddenly smiled brightly, but the ferocity hidden deep in the smile made the black suit's scalp tingle.

Without looking back, they waved their hands, and the human figures, which gradually became dry and twisted, began to walk stiffly towards the door. However, the desperate and painful expressions on their faces were clearly visible in the eyes of the guests, and they were so frightened that they scattered far away.

Walking out of the door like a puppet on strings, when the last person stepped out of the dividing line, the black suit was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw the young man in front of him smiling and raising his hand, pinching his thumb and middle finger tightly together.

Bang~

A crisp snap of fingers exploded in everyone's ears, and at the same time there was a dull and weird tearing explosion. The two overlapped and made everyone's hearts tighten suddenly, as if something was about to come out of their hearts!

The pupils in the black suits who were watching the people in the [Hungry Wolf Gang] instantly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and they watched helplessly as spikes made of blood penetrated from these people's bodies. They flew towards the young man in front of them like a swallow in the forest, and merged into the body suspended outside his body. The bloody orb.

Pa da da~

Several dry and twisted corpses fell outside the gate. There were dense wounds on the tattered bodies, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

Looking at the mummy that looked like a honeycomb, a hint of anger rose in the eyes of the black suit, but was quickly suppressed.

Such a terrifying and strange method made him extremely afraid. Although the psychic energy fluctuations flashed away the moment the young man took action, and it looked like a silver level, the black suit could not be sure whether this was deliberately leaked to mislead him.

Except for the energy-level spiritual wave he had glimpsed just now, no matter how he sensed it, the young man in front of him looked like an ordinary person without any extraordinary energy!

Even if a fist-sized blood ball was rotating around him like a satellite, dragging out a continuous wave of blood.

The unknown is the greatest fear. Before you know the details of the enemy, it is best not to act rashly.

This is a lesson that countless predecessors in the extraordinary world have learned with their blood and lives. Otherwise, the unlucky guys who were drained of blood outside the gate would be the best example.

Resisting his anger, the man in the black suit grabbed the cocktail glass and made a dazzling operation, pouring a glass of scarlet drink in front of the boy.

"Sir, can you leave your name?"

Looking at the wine glass pushed in front of him, the boy smiled and drank it all.

"My name is Vladimir, you can also call me by my nickname - [Student Council President]."

Pointing to the red shield badge on his arm, the boy stood up gracefully and thanked him by touching his chest.

"It's delicious [Scarlet Frost], thank you for your hospitality."

Like a kind and well-educated noble gentleman, the boy nodded slightly to the guests around him, apologetically, and then turned and left.

The spiraling blood orbs turned into small scarlet snakes and drilled into the boy's sleeves. When he stepped over the mummy and disappeared outside the door for a long time, the room suddenly erupted with excited discussions.