"Dear Lord Bullard, perhaps this is not something you should consider. Since I have the courage to come to Italy alone, I won't be here to die, right?" Hearing this, Chen Fei smiled indifferently, but there was a faint edge and anger in his eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I'm talking too much, Dear Lord Chen. I'm sorry, can you wait for me in this study alone?" The old Brad Yin Hong's eyes flashed slightly, and he put his hand on his chest and apologized.

"Naturally. Chen Fei blurted out flatly.

Immediately, the old Brad's old body slowly receded, gradually disappearing into the darkness, and then a sudden 'chirp' shrill hiss sounded, dense with rainbow eyes, and bat-like creatures rushed out of the window of the dimly lit room, surging towards the sloping tower that had been erected in the ancient castle in the distance.

In the midst of the sloping tower, there was a small, dimly lit room, standing in the deepest part of it.

On either side of the door, there was a corridor often lit with ancient kerosene lamps, and a figure dressed in a black robe, shrouded in it, was quietly lined up on both sides of the road, like a statue, filled with a disgusting smell of blood. and the flickering rainbow eyes hidden under the black robe, which made people shudder.

Hiss......

At that moment, a dense swarm of bats appeared at the entrance to the dark corridor. And when they fell to the ground, they turned into a human form...... This inverted human form is not a human, it is the old Brad who just left in front of Chen Fei.

"Patriarch. ”

Suddenly, the sculpture-like black-robed figure seemed to have woken up, making a cold, ice-crystal-like sound.

But old Brad didn't say a word, just slowly straightened up his slightly messy shirt, and took a blank step, burying himself in the deepest and most extreme part of the corridor.

From a distance, the end of the corridor seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of darkness, and only wisps and layers of thick and disgusting smell of blood lingered in it, like a dark red abyssal beast buried on the ground...... I can't help but feel numb on my scalp.

Tick, tick...... I don't know where the sound of water dripping is coming from. Quiet, cold, as if touching the human heart...... But old Brad walked silently and slowly, as if unheard of, and the shadow was stretched for a long time under the dim light cast by the kerosene lamp, and finally came to an end.

There, a 'wretched' dilapidated door less than a metre high stood silently. Through the cracks between the wooden blocks of the broken door, a cold cabinet can be faintly seen, an object like a coffin, quietly parked on a floor area depicted with mysterious patterns, like a magic circle in a Western movie.

"Old Brad, why are you here?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded from the room.

"Dear Bullard III, I think I need to come and tell you something. Old Brad's footsteps stopped in place, and he raised his head, his cloudy, old, rainbow eyes staring closely at the doorway.

"Oh, wait a minute. ”

From the room resounded the hoarse voice in a puzzled tone, followed by a tooth-sore creak from inside the door, followed by a dull sound of a 'bang' plank falling to the ground, and then the door was pushed open by a thin, withered palm...... I saw a gray-haired old man who was only sixty or seventy centimeters tall at most walking out.

There was an unbelievably thick smell of blood on his body, and even the Yin Hong in his eye sockets made people's pupils shrink.

"Look, it seems like a very important thing......? You're not going to come to me personally, are you?" said the short, gray-haired old man who had been called 'Brad III' by old Brad as if he might die at any moment.

"It's really a very important thing. Even I couldn't believe it......"

Old Brad muttered quietly, and then slowly spoke: "A young man has come from that mysterious and ancient Huaxia, he said...... He wanted to settle accounts with the rats of Crimson Fang. Moreover, he was introduced by Mr. Yan Luoyan in Hong Kong, China. ”

"Mr. Yama?"

Hearing this, Brad III's cloudy Yin Hong eyes passed by a hint of strange color, and said slowly: "Are you sure it's a young man?" and not ...... An old guy with the face of a young man?"

There are many magical things in this world, although they can't make people immortal, but before they die, they have always maintained a very young appearance and state, but they can still do it. For example, he knew that in the midst of that mysterious forest, there were often pointed ears and descendants of the god of the forest...... Night Elves. They don't look too old.

"If I didn't have a problem with my nose, I shouldn't have smelled wrong. He should be no more than thirty years old, but...... But there was an aura of danger in him that even I felt. Old Brad shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"Really?"

Hearing this, Rao is Brad III's eyes flickered slightly, and then he showed a faint smile, and coughed tremblingly: "Ahem...... If you say that, it seems like there's going to be a good show to watch. It's nice to have someone who can help us disgust those annoying guys. ”

"Really, I already know what to do...... But what do we need to do to prepare? What if ......" Old Brad turned slightly, as if ready to leave. But in the end, there was a sudden such sentence.

"Do you have confidence in that kid? You know, those guys are annoying, but they're not easy to mess with, ahem...... Have you forgotten the scar behind my ear?" said Brad III, shuddering and slapping the long hair next to his ear, revealing a deep dark red scar.

It's very dazzling, very eye-catching.

“...... I'm sorry, Your Excellency Bullard III, but I've thought too much. ”

Seeing this, the old Brad was silent for a while, but finally shook his head, leaving behind the subtle 'unrealistic' thoughts of the scene in his heart.

Yes, you must know that this Brad III in front of him at this moment is the only strong man at the level of the Grand Duke in their Brad family, and even his strength is even higher than that of his old Brad.

But even such a great and powerful Lord Brad III was defeated by the Czeched Blade, who belonged to the Crimson Fang and was known as the legendary killer king. and even left behind such a shameful sadness......

What if a young man makes old Brad feel dangerous? In front of that kind of legendary, great killer king, all this is fake and meaningless.

Then he turned his head and prepared to leave. At the same time, I am also ready to abandon that unrealistic idea and not get into this troubled water.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" came the trembling cough of Brad III from behind him. The tattered door was pushed open again, creaking with a tooth-aching sound, and then it was closed again, and everything was quiet and dim.

A few minutes later, the elder Brad reappeared at the place where he had first met Chen Fei.

"Dear Lord Chen, I think I have brought what you wanted. Brad Sr. didn't mention what he was doing, but he did bring back a map. It marked a snow-covered area, and a blood-dripping marker like the fangs of a wild beast was mixed in.

"This is it. Dear Your Excellency Chan, what do you want to know...... The old nest of those guys. Old Brad pointed to the blood-dripping fangs marker, the area marked, and spoke slowly.

"What kind of place is this?" However, Chen Fei couldn't understand the map in Italian, and frowned.

"It's the Alps. It's right in the north of our Italy. Brad Sr. explained.

"It's the Alps. Hearing this, Chen Fei suddenly realized. After all, the Alps are still very well-known in the world, and even his Chinese people have heard of it.

"But...... Dear Lord Bullard, could you please find someone to translate this map for me, in English or Chinese? Sorry, I can't read Italian. But then he spoke again.

After all, the Alps are so vast, if he dared to walk into it with a map that he couldn't understand, it was very likely that he would get lost.

"Oh, sorry, I was negligent. Give me some time, I'll make sure you'll get what you want tomorrow morning. Maybe tonight, your Excellency Chen, you can take a good rest in the castle of our Brad family, just like you have a saying in Huaxia, called...... Let me do my best landlord's friendship?" said old Brad with a quick smile.

"That's ...... Then I might as well be respectful. Chen Fei smiled and nodded. It just so happened that he had been walking and stopping for so long in the past half a month, and he was actually a little tired, so he could take a little rest.

In this way, Chen Fei rested in the Brad Castle for the night.

Early the next morning, the middle-aged man in a tuxedo suit with elegant long hair but pale body appeared in front of Chen Fei and handed Chen Fei a map of the Albes Mountains in northern Italy that had been translated.

"Sir, this is what Lord Bullard Sr. asked me to give you. Please take a look. He said respectfully.

"Huaxiawen? No problem, thank you. Chen Fei spread out the map and looked at it, and found that it was actually translated in Huaxia, so he immediately squinted his eyes and smiled as if he was very satisfied. Soon after, a modified Mercedes-Benz G-series off-road drove out of the Brad family's castle and headed for the northern Alps.