She has been observing Murphy for the past two days.

But the more she observed, the more she realized that this guy was different from every vampire she had ever seen. If it were not confirmed that Murphy was indeed a vampire, Mrs. Adele would have thought that he was a real cunning human being.

Seeing Mrs. Adele's refusal, Murphy didn't talk nonsense to her.

He turned around and opened the door of the big black carriage where Miss Miffy was sitting, and reached out to knock on the small walnut coffin of the eldest lady who was resting.

This move startled Lady Adele,

Unable to maintain her cold ladylike demeanor, she jumped up, grabbed Murphy's wrist accurately and glared at him.

"Look, either you obediently send someone to help! Or I ask the eldest lady to get up and talk to me about this problem at this unseemly time."

Murphy shook off the hand of the well-hidden housekeeper.

The precise movement just now allowed him to judge that the strength of the housekeeper was definitely above his own, and even more powerful than some of the vampires in the team.

This may be a human assassin or rogue with a black iron body, but Murphy is not afraid of her because their "status" is not in the same position.

He adjusted his collar, pointed at Mrs. Adele's delicate nose and said:

"I am a member of the Blood Vulture Clan. Even if the eldest lady wants to punish me, I have to wait until I return to Cadman City. But for a butler who has made his master lose face, maybe the mud of the filthy swamp and the servant dress you are wearing

More worthy."

"With all due respect, you are doing something dangerous, Mr. Murphy."

Mrs. Adele's tone was even colder.

She could feel that Murphy was deliberately provoking her, but she didn't know why this weak vampire would do this. Was it really just for some tools?

"But I'm about to lose interest in continuing the conversation with you, you big-breasted, brainless human being!"

Murphy's blood-sucking canine teeth appeared from his mouth, and he said to the butler in front of him in a gloomy tone:

"Please recognize your identity! You wagging bitch!"

This sentence completely made Mrs. Adele's face look ugly.

Her hand was already on the gun fixed to her leg under her long skirt, but after a few seconds, the loyal housekeeper took a deep breath to calm down.

She realized that she was being led by Murphy, and now was obviously not a good time for internal strife.

So she took a step back and took out a silver handbell, glanced at Murphy with a cold look on her face, and then rang the bell to summon the human servants in the convoy.

This little chaos perfectly blocked the movement in the carriage behind the convoy.

Maxim was guarding the car with a mask on. He couldn't see his expression, but he could tell by his breathing that he was nervous. He didn't know what Mr. Murphy was going to do, but he knew that now was the moment to test his loyalty!

In the car, Miriam was carefully avoiding the two coffins placed in the large carriage.

She knelt close to Natalie, the huntress who was restrained in the carriage by a terrifying and vicious torture device. The latter's face was covered in blood and it was obvious that she had suffered inhuman torture, but when Miriam reached out to touch her cheek, she

With difficulty he opened his left eye.

His right eye had been beaten to a bloody pulp.

"Shh!"

Miriam made a silent movement towards Natalie in the darkness. She carefully glanced at the coffin beside her, fearing that the vampire torturer inside would suddenly jump out at this moment.

Then she took out a piece of paper from her arms and unfolded it in front of Natalie's eyes, and activated the very ordinary-looking metal bracelet on her wrist, making it light up and illuminate the writing on the paper.

The huntress's blood-stained face was still blank at first, but her eyes widened after she understood the writing on the paper.

Miriam didn't stay too long.

She came here just to say hello. After seeing Natalie nod to her, she wrote another sentence on the paper and put it in front of the huntress.

"The raid will be tomorrow night, targeting the Plantagenet Convoy! Make it through tonight, and I will come back tomorrow to release you."

After she left, Natalie glanced at the three companions around her in the dim carriage. They had all been tortured to the point of being reduced to human form.

Blood servants cannot be trusted!

She was sure of this, it must be the vampire named Murphy who was doing something secretly.

However, the internal fighting among vampires has nothing to do with witch hunters like them. If this battle can make these gathered midnight hunters suffer a big loss, then the witch hunters are willing to be used as guns.

Her team members are dead, so the vampires have to die too!

That's fair enough.

"boom"

The female hunter kicked over the blood-stained bucket at her feet with all her strength.

Let the splatter of blood cover up Miriam's remaining breath, and then she closed her eyes and allowed herself to enter a meditative rest to accumulate some strength.

tomorrow night

Tomorrow night, the last try!
Chapter completed!