"Oh, you won't talk even in death? Is that so? Your mouth doesn't seem very tough to me. Are you really that tight-lipped?"
Xu Shu glanced at the vampire maid.
Although she appeared composed, the pain was probably still there; otherwise, she wouldn't be so insistent on death.
"Can't get anything out of her, should we just kill her?" Matthew suggested, worried about complications as time passed, because if any of these two vampires recovered, he wouldn't be able to beat them.
Xu Shu smiled faintly, "Can't get anything out, huh... Let's not talk about that for now. Brother Matthew, I want to ask you something. I killed four vampires just now; why did their bodies turn into pus and dry up after they died?"
As he spoke, he took out a small plastic bag, which was black and mucky inside, but empty.
Originally, it contained the 'vampire corpse water' that Xu Shu had collected, but in just a short while, it had gradually disappeared.
"..."
