"Captain, what happened?"
The crew members of the Narwhal followed the rats and ran over. Most of them were in dishevel, reeked of alcohol, and had lip prints of various colors on their collars.
"Does anyone know where Dipper went last night?" Charles asked them.
The skinny chef Frey immediately spoke up, "Captain, I know. The boy was taken away by the second mate yesterday. He said he wanted to find a more expensive place so that he could become a real man. It's in a place not far ahead."
"Bring your weapons and follow me!"
Did they offend the local gangs? Charles immediately thought of this question. Generally, this kind of industry is controlled by a certain group of people.
But this doesn't make sense. No gang would send a letter of resignation after kidnapping someone. This behavior is clearly intended to keep other people unaware of these guys' disappearance.
Soon, an inn with red curtains appeared in front of everyone. Just by approaching the door, one could smell the scent that made the men restless.
"Bang!" Charles kicked the door open and rushed in. The men and women who were hugging each other in the hall looked over.
A sturdy man nearly two meters tall stood up with a gloomy face, followed by dozens of subordinates.
"Asshole! Who dares to act wildly in our territory!" A dwarf just shouted, but was slapped away by the strong man.
The burly man with a face full of flesh walked up to Charles and looked down at him.
"Someone said my crew is here with you." Charles stared into his eyes without hesitation.
Facing Charles' offensive behavior, the sturdy man remained calm. "Your two crew members are not here with me. Maybe they went somewhere else."
Charles narrowed his eyes and had a cold expression on his face. "Did I just say there were two crew members?"
The sturdy man's face immediately looked a little embarrassed. He didn't expect to be tricked. Seeing that he could no longer hide, he waved his hands.
The thugs around began to drive the guests away, and soon the place that was bustling just now became a little deserted.
"I know you guys from the sea are not easy to deal with, but since you are here, just stay here." As he said this, the burly man stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips.
"Mistress bless me, Durand is so lucky that I managed to capture this group of humans."
Hearing the unfriendly words, Charles did not hesitate. "Swish!" He pulled out his revolver and pointed it at Durand. The other crew members drew their weapons one after another.
The next second, everyone present burst into laughter, as if Charles had just told a huge joke.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Bullets hit Durand's body, splattering blood.
To everyone's surprise, the hideous wounds on Durand's body healed quickly and returned to normal in just a few seconds.
"It seems that you don't know what you have encountered, human." Durand's mouth corners raised, and a terrifying smile broke out on his pale face.
"clang" two sharp fangs popped out from under his upper lip, and the white bottom of his eyes began to turn blood red.
"It turns out to be a vampire." Charles' pupils shrank slightly.
"Your blood is mine!" Durand pushed his feet hard and rushed to Charles in an instant.
Charles was instantly thrown to the ground by him, and his sharp fangs pierced into Charles' neck fiercely.
As he took action, the others around him also moved, removing their disguises and pouncing on the crew with their sharp teeth bared.
Durand, who was sucking blood, suddenly felt something was wrong. The guy with black eyes in front of him did not struggle, which was definitely abnormal.
"Swish!" A cold light flashed, and the black knife had already stabbed into the vampire's chest, pushing him back.
"I thought it was something else, but it turned out to be a vampire. What kind of bullshit is showing up? It's embarrassing!"
"Ahhh!!" Behind them, James, who was nearly four meters tall, roared, grabbed a vampire and pulled it hard, tearing it in half.
The rats screamed and rushed forward, covering a vampire, causing the covered vampire to scream miserably.
The other crew members began to attack. Although they were timid in front of the giant butterfly, vampires could not scare them who had seen "God".
"You!" Durand looked at the white mask in front of him angrily. This was completely different from what he thought.
Durand's sharp claws left a residual image and slashed towards Charles' face.
The muscles on Charles' neck suddenly tensed, and the smooth mask and sharp claws missed each other perfectly.
"You like biting people, right? I'll let you do it!"
The sharp bloody black knife was quickly raised and brought down with force, directly stabbing into Durand's mouth, and the blade came out from the back of his head.
The furious Durand still wanted to resist, but Charles grabbed the hilt of the knife and pushed it forward with force, and the hideous and terrifying face was precisely split in half. The next second, he raised the black blade and accurately inserted it into his heart.
The guy who was so arrogant just now fell to the ground twitching and couldn't move.
Concentrating on putting the bloody head together, Charles did a backflip and joined the battle behind him.
Seeing Charles slaughtering his own kind like cutting melons and vegetables, the remaining vampires finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke through the windows to escape.
"What the hell? It's just a little thing, but it makes my blood boil." Charles looked at them running away with contempt in his tone.
Charles moved his ears and led the crew through a messy hall to a wooden door.
As soon as he opened the door, Charles saw Dipper and Krona hanging on an inverted cross like bacon, with cuts on their wrists and drops of blood dripping into the wooden basin on the ground.
The two men's faces were pale, and it seemed that if Charles had not arrived in time, they would have bled to death sooner or later.
Seeing Charles, the two people on the shelf twisted their bodies wildly.
Charles didn't put them down immediately. He walked up to Dipper and slapped his face with the black knife in his hand. "Hmm? How does a female vampire taste?"
The boy with his mouth gagged couldn't speak, but the look in his eyes showed pleading.
There was a flash of white light, and the chain that bound the two men broke into two.
Too lazy to pay attention to these two poor guys, Charles walked to the side and looked at the various bloodletting instruments nearby.
This seemed to be a place where vampires came to extract blood. Just by looking at the blood in the glass bottles as tall as two people, Charles knew that there were more victims than just the two of them.
The other missing crew members are not here, and there is a high possibility that there are more vampires than just these.
"Mr. Charles, what should we do next?" Lily asked curiously.
"Of course we should call the police after we killed so many vampires."
(End of this chapter)