Chapter 127 is more terrifying than facing a billion murderers! Even more terrifying!
In the heart of Brooklyn, New York, a slightly old-looking hotel stands quietly and solemnly.
Manager Winston was sitting respectfully on the sofa in a corner of the hall, discussing the possibility of forming a team of super killers with people from the High Table Council.
In recent years, the land of North America seems to be cursed. Many magical and bizarre events have occurred. Monsters from ancient legends have broken free and stepped into reality, disturbing the peace of society.
For the general public, this may be an illusion caused by the widening gap between rich and poor and the erection of social class barriers, which has made crime and atrocities worse.
But the truth concealed by the government could be hidden from the citizens, but it was impossible to hide it from people of Winston's class.
What's more, the Continental Hotel is still doing business in the gray world. It has been exposed to many superpowers and even dark creatures for a long time!
"I have contacted Hellboy's gang before and offered them an annual salary of millions to invite them to be the security directors of the Continental Hotel in New York. It's a pity."
Winston sighed softly, "These guys seem determined to do things for the government. Although the flame girl named Liz was a little moved, the other two sternly refused, especially the Hellboy. After learning about the High Table After learning about his identity and background, he almost fell out with his gun.”
This time the visitor to the High Table Council was a well-dressed, elegantly bald man.
At this moment, he was sitting opposite Winston, haughtily crossing his legs on the coffee table in front of him, and shaking a glass of blood-like red wine in his hand.
He was not too surprised by Winston's experience. He said in an unquestionable tone: "In the next few years, there will be more and more dark creatures in human society. The High Table wants to continue to establish an unshakable position in the world of killers." The only way to achieve this status is to absorb more supernatural powers. Just being an ordinary killer is no longer enough. "
"Continue to increase the chips. If the annual salary of one million is not enough, then mention two million or five million! The origin of that red-skinned freak is mysterious. It is said that he is the descendant of a big demon in hell. As long as we can develop him into our Man, no matter how much money you spend, it’s worth it!”
"The Continental Hotel is the face of the High Table outside. The guard force must be strong enough. The Continental Hotel in Europe has even used shares to win over a large number of descendants of the gods. You New York has fallen behind!"
After hearing the man's sharp accusation, Winston couldn't help but beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. He lowered his head like a statue on trial, daring not to refute or defend at all.
Memories came flooding back. A few years ago, the High Table Council, formed by the twelve most powerful forces in the underworld, had experienced a bloody reshuffle.
Since that day, the number of seats on the High Table has been reduced from the glorious twelve to the cold six, each seat symbolizing unparalleled power and terror.
In a centralized meeting, Winston witnessed the strange demeanor of these six elders with his own eyes.
Among them, there are ordinary people who are perfectly disguised, and there are also monsters who completely abandon their human form and transform into inhuman creatures!
At this moment, the person in front of him was one of the six seats, the most powerful general under Blood Ancestor!
Winston once saw with his own eyes that when this guy faced a dozen gun-wielding killers, he just calmly opened his mouth and protruded a tentacle-like tongue from the inside, piercing through the enemy like lightning and sucking out his blood. , leaving behind a pale and shriveled body,
Even though they call themselves vampires, their behavior is more brutal and more terrifying than the local vampires in New York!
"The Continental Hotel in New York must have at least ten supernatural killers by the end of the month. Otherwise."
The man's words were as biting as ice, and then he slowly opened his mouth, as if the door to hell was being torn apart, and his tentacle-like tongue was exposed, freezing the air in an instant.
Seeing this scene, Winston quickly nodded and agreed, as if if he slowed down, he would be eaten alive by the man in front of him.
"Haha, don't be afraid."
The man chuckled, regained his frightening pressure, and restored his previous elegant posture.
Seeing this old man with gray hair in front of him, he was still handsome. He couldn't help raising his hand and gently caressing Winston's weathered face, and said, "Even if you fail to complete the task, I will not be willing to kill you."
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The disgusting touch brought by that finger made Winston almost collapse, but he endured it forcefully, with anger and murderous intent intertwined in his heart. This was a humiliation he had never experienced in his life! ! !
"Hmph, I can't wait to see you compromising on my bed after you failed the mission, hahaha."
Following these words, the man laughed arrogantly, turned around and prepared to leave gracefully.
Looking at the departing figure, Winston's heart sank to the bottom.
The high table has changed!
Those aloof beings are now terrifying monsters that transcend human form.
Even he, a meritorious veteran, is just a toy that can be discarded at will in front of these disgusting monsters.
Fatigue and powerlessness came over him like a tide. For the first time in his life, he had the idea of retiring and wanted to escape from this world shrouded in darkness and madness!
"Gentlemen, wait, stop!"
At this moment, there was a sudden crowd outside the hotel door. A group of strangely dressed guys with their families swarmed in front of the door.
The guards outside the door who were trying to maintain order were about to raise their arms, but they seemed to be imprisoned by invisible forces and could not move. They could only watch this scene happen.
"Um"
The leader was a tall man wearing a black cloak.
At this moment, he was stroking his chin with one hand, and his eyes revealed his disdain for the interior decoration of the hotel, "It looks good from the outside, but the lights inside are a bit too dazzling, and the angel murals all over the wall are really vulgar. It would be more appropriate to change it to the image of our monster.”
"Don't be picky Dracula, we have already visited dozens of hotels with you!"
"Yes, this is it! Damn it, I can't walk anymore!"
"At least the outside of this hotel looks quite dark. The inside can be rearranged."
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All around, the monsters who followed Dracula to human society with their families and their families all gave suggestions.
Especially the werewolf Wayne, unlike other bachelor monsters, he not only brought his pregnant wife with him this time, he even brought out dozens of wolf cubs that had just grown to knee height, eager to find a place. Take a break and continue making babies with your wife.
Dracula shrugged helplessly and turned to ask the little bat on his shoulder, "What do you think, baby girl?"
After Mavis looked around, her eyes fell on Winston not far away, and asked curiously: "Hey, is this far from Long Island?"
"Long Island?"
Winston didn't react for a moment, then shook his head, "It's very close, just cross the bridge." "Yes! This is it, dad!" Mavis immediately jumped up happily and spun around in the air. After making a circle, he looked at Dracula expectantly with his eyes wide open.
"OK"
Seeing that his friends and daughter were quite satisfied with this place, Dracula finally made up his mind. He looked around and asked loudly: "Who is the boss here? I bought this hotel!"
At this time, everyone in the hall was still immersed in shock. It was unbelievable that these people broke into the Continental Hotel so brazenly and had such a relaxing chat. Did they never die?
Winston glanced at the vampire director who was still observing and did not move at all, then frowned at Dracula and said: "Gentlemen, you may not understand what this hotel represents. Please get out. Continental Hotel doesn’t have it”
Hua Hua——
However, before he finished speaking, he was completely interrupted by the scene in front of him.
I saw Dracula taking out a shell from his cloak and opening it gently. In an instant, countless ancient gold coins poured out like spring water. In an instant, they piled up on the floor of the lobby to form a dazzling mountain of gold coins, shining brightly. Dazzling light.
"Take the gold coins and leave my hotel!"
Dracula dropped these words, and then with an arrogant attitude, he led his companions straight through Winston and into the depths of the Continental Hotel.
The vampires of the Council, who had always been watching with cold eyes, finally saw the spark of greed in their eyes after witnessing the dazzling mountain of gold coins in the center of the hall.
I didn’t expect that I would get such an unexpected harvest this time!
He disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Dracula.
A sneer tugged at the corner of the man's mouth, "You"
The next second, the words he was about to say were stuck in his throat as soon as they came to his mouth. The people in front of him who were still chatting and laughing suddenly looked at him with unkind eyes.
He seemed to be in the ancient wilderness, surrounded by a group of giant beasts. The huge sense of oppression made his legs tremble uncontrollably.
This feeling——!
More terrifying than facing a billion murderers! Even more terrifying! ! !
"Watch your steps."
The man bent his waist ninety degrees, and the arrogance and arrogance in his original expression instantly disappeared, replaced by humility he had never seen before!
Dracula glanced at him contemptuously and said lightly: "I don't like the smell of you."
After speaking, he flicked his fingertips, and the originally proud vampire director turned into a twisted and squirming scarlet maggot in front of everyone, and fell to the ground helplessly, struggling endlessly.
"Scarlet worm?"
Dracula mused: "No wonder it looks so disgusting."
Mavis looked at the red maggots struggling on the ground and asked curiously: "What are scarlet worms?"
"A product of hell. People parasitized by bugs will change their temperament drastically, become bloodthirsty and perverted, and their bodies will become neither human nor ghosts."
The one who answered her was the fat mummy Murray with bandages all over his body. He picked up the screaming and wailing worm on the ground with his fingers, and then threw it into his mouth.
He moved his mouth while chewing, and said with endless aftertaste on his face: "If you don't worry about being parasitized, it actually tastes quite delicious."
"Disgusting. By the way, since we have already bought this place, there is no need for us to pretend anymore, right?"
As he spoke, Wayne's body, which had transformed into a tall and strong man, suddenly expanded, with steel-thorn-like hair covering his whole body, and he instantly returned to his original form on the mysterious island.
Upon seeing this, the others also transformed back into monsters, and even a pair of floating glasses appeared in the originally transparent air.
Dracula looked around, looking at these familiar faces, feeling a surge of pride in his heart. He opened his arms and announced loudly: "Expell all humans! The New York branch of Hotel Transylvania will officially open tomorrow night!"
As his voice fell, the lights in the hall suddenly went out, replaced by green will-o'-the-wisps, swaying in the darkness.
Those exquisite relief murals were also covered by rapidly spreading spider webs, and the entire hall was shrouded in a strange and mysterious atmosphere.
"And waiters!" Mummy Murray added: "Human waiters are not the style of Hotel Transylvania!"
As he spoke, he waved his bandaged right hand lightly, and the ground seemed to respond to his call. The marble tiles cracked and a group of skeleton waiters slowly crawled out of the mud pit. They moved their stiff joints in order. The ground stood on both sides, like loyal servants.
Werewolf Wayne followed closely behind and pulled out a seemingly ordinary bag from his waist. With a deep wolf howl, the bag opened wide and dried human skulls rolled out. These heads seemed to have been endowed with special powers. Some kind of magic floated to each guest room on its own, and finally turned into a doorbell, hanging quietly on the lintel, waiting for the arrival of guests.
At this time, Frankenstein scattered a handful of strange seeds outside the door, and the Jelly Man Slime sneezed on the seeds. In an instant, dense piranha bushes grew in front of the hotel door. These piranha flowers are very different from ordinary varieties. The branches are as thick as trees, and the fangs hidden in the flower buds are extremely sharp, as if they can tear apart any intruders!
“Well, this feels a bit like Hotel Transylvania.”
Dracula looked around and nodded with satisfaction. Just when he was about to order the skeleton attendants to expel the humans, Winston's slightly trembling voice came from behind.
After the Continental Hotel Manager, who was over fifty years old, was shocked to see what had just happened, he suppressed his panic and walked up to Dracula and the others.
Looking at the curious or unkind looks from these monsters, Winston thought of the insults he had suffered in the council in the past few years. He took a deep breath and made the most important decision in his life!
“BOSS!”
He lowered his head and said in a sincere and firm tone, "I have been the manager of this hotel for decades. If you need me, I am willing to stay and serve you."
"Forehead"
Dracula scratched his head in confusion, then looked at his friends around him, "Do we need a human manager?"
"A human becomes the manager of Hotel Transylvania? What if he is eaten as food by other monsters?"
"Eating humans? Don't be joking. We are not low-level creatures."
"But having said that, this place is different from the mysterious island. There are all humans around. It seems good for this old man to be our spokesperson outside, so that we don't have to deal with those humans outside."
"That makes sense!"
Everyone agreed, and Dracula nodded in agreement. The last thing he wanted to do was come into contact with humans.
After thinking this, he looked at Winston who was already sweating in front of him, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Okay, then you will be our spokesperson from now on."
With that said, Dracula patted him on the shoulder and encouraged: "Work hard. If you can satisfy us, even if one day you leave this world, your skeleton or soul will continue to stay here. Be our manager."
Winston: "???"
(End of chapter)