Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 271 Am I the weakest son of the vampire progenitor? 8

"Fourth...Fourth Brother?"

A shocking crimson scene came into view—the ground was covered in blood, and among it lay three lifeless human corpses!

The only man standing there had sharp fangs still hanging from the corner of his mouth, his snow-white teeth stained with streaks of bright red blood, which he was now elegantly wiping away with a handkerchief.

Seeing Zhao Zhao suddenly appear here, Daled smiled slightly, a smile that had a touch of refined scoundrel about it, and said softly, "Little brother, what are you doing here?"

He slowly took steps, approaching Zhao Zhao step by step, the hard leather shoes under his feet making a crisp sound, as if each step was stepping on Zhao Zhao's heart. "Oh right, I forgot to tell you, I am Daled, your fifth brother."

"You called me by the wrong name again."

Darid's eyes narrowed dangerously, making his already long and narrow pupils appear even more elongated. His long, blood-stained fingers slowly pinched Zhao Zhao's cheek, and he asked in a chilling tone, "So, my dear brother, how should I punish you?"

Zhao Zhao frowned with displeasure and forcefully swatted away Daled's hand without hesitation. "Fifth Brother, can you please be normal?" It seems that her brother's mental state is quite unstable.

Dared chuckled softly, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Zhao Zhao's retreating steps. With a wave of his hand, the door slammed shut.

It wasn't until she fully entered the room that Zhao Zhao realized there were far more than just the three people on the ground. In the innermost corner of the room, there were several huge iron cages, and inside each cage were living people!

Just then, Darid's voice rang out above them again, "Does your little brother also want to have his own blood servant?"

“Although he is still young, it doesn’t seem to have any effect.” As he spoke, he casually picked out a boy who was trembling all over. Due to his height, Zhao Zhao had to look up to see the boy’s full appearance.

Seeing this, Darid chuckled softly, then kicked the boy in the back of the knee. The boy cried out in pain and immediately fell to his knees with a thud, obediently kneeling in front of Zhaozhao.

"Does your little brother like this?" Darede asked with great interest.

Zhao Zhao froze, shaking his head frantically. However, Darid ignored his reaction and proceeded to slash the boy's wrist.

In an instant, bright red blood gushed out like a fountain, much of it spraying directly onto Zhao Zhao's tender face.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhao's face grew even paler, and tears welled up in his eyes. Without hesitation, he rammed his head into Darid's leg, swaying his body in grievance, and choked out, "Why did you hurt him for no reason?"

Darid didn't care at all, "Just a lowly blood servant."

Even if he were killed, what problem could there be?

His flippant words and nonchalant tone only proved how wicked this older brother was; he treated human life like dirt and could decide life and death at will.

Darede carried Zhao Zhao to the boy and smiled, "Little Hill, are you hungry?"

Zhao Zhao shook his head, but the smell of sweet blood made him unable to resist a physiological reaction. His sharp, small fangs slowly grew longer, and his eyes became increasingly red.

He slurped his saliva and cried out loudly, "I don't want to eat it! Waaaaah..."

Darede: ...

Kid, your drool gave you away.

Seeing that Zhao Zhao was so determined to refuse, Darede lost his patience and was about to throw him out the door, saying, "If you're not going to eat, then don't cause trouble."

As soon as the door opened, Darid paused in his action of tossing Zhaozhao, and met the gaze of Damian, who was slowly walking towards him from the end of the dark corridor, carrying a terrifying doll.

Damian seemed to be still half asleep, letting out a lazy yawn. "Darrid, you're not a penny-pincher like Asher, are you?"

"You have so many blood servants in your room, what's wrong with giving one to little Hill?"

Seeing Zhao Zhao being driven out by him, Damian assumed that Zhao Zhao was attracted by the sweet blood and wanted to ask Darid for a blood servant.