The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1127: Battle Maniac

Chapter 1127: Chapter 1127: Battle Maniac

Three days later, when it was time to set off, the Dracula Family realized their Clan Leader had disappeared.

Similarly, the Karen Family was puzzled; their Clan Leader was missing too.

They sent people searching everywhere, but no trace was found.

Initially, Cook Dracula was supposed to lead the team, but due to the emergency, it was switched to Allen Dracula of the Elders Council.

The old man had wanted to enjoy some peace, but such an unexpected event had occurred.

His eyelids kept twitching, and he couldn’t help but cast a suspicious glance at Long Fei.

However, Long Fei had an alibi for the day.

He was in the castle, and the surveillance showed no signs of him having gone out.

This place was equipped with cameras everywhere.

If Long Fei had left, it would have been impossible not to be discovered.

They didn’t know that Long Fei understood the Space Law, which allowed him to directly create a Spatial Passage to leave.

Long Fei and his companions occupied a ship, and the Elders Council, not trusting them, purposely arranged for people from both the Karen and Dracula Families to be on their ship.

A fleet of cargo ships, flying the Huaxia Country flag, set off in the Mediterranean Sea; there were more than fifty of them, a grand sight, heading to Huaxia.

On each cargo ship, there were four to five thousand members of the Blood Clan.

These Blood Clan members were from the Wing Clan; they had no problem traveling by sea, and in critical moments, they could even fly up to the sky.

On the deck at the bow, Long Fei and Lin Yingying lay on lounge chairs, basking in the sun.

Vampires dislike the sun, but not as the movies portray it; they don’t turn to ash at the sight of sunlight.

They hid in the cabins, so the deck was quite serene.

Lin Yingying was wearing a black backless swimsuit, seductively revealing, insisting that Long Fei come over to apply some olive oil on her.

Long Fei sat beside her, reluctantly pouring oil on his hand and started to apply it on her skin as smooth as satin.

He said somewhat gloomily, "A major battle is imminent, and here you are, treating it like a vacation?"

Lin Yingying chuckled and said, "Jenny has been found, what’s wrong with me relaxing a bit?"

Her hand touched the area of her chest, and she instructed Long Fei, "Rub this spot for me; it’s been uncomfortably stifled lately."

"Go to hell!"

Long Fei actually blushed as he laughed, knowing it was because she was nursing.

Lin Yingying turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck with a smile, "What’s the matter, feeling shy?"

"Joking with me, an old married couple like us, and I’d feel shy?"

Long Fei denied.

Lin Yingying laughed out loud, "Stop pretending, I know what you’re thinking. When the time comes, if we have a big chubby son, with one for you and one for me, I promise I’ll feed you both well."

"You..."

Lost for words, Long Fei pinched her nose and said, "Be more serious."

Lin Yingying sat upright, eyes wide open with a Sherlock Holmes’ gaze, and questioned him, "Did you have something with Li Zhenni?"

"Nonsense, how could that be possible?"

Long Fei’s face turned even redder, feeling guilty as he recalled the past events even though nothing had actually happened.

Lin Yingying asked with a smirk, "Then why are you blushing?"

"I got sunburned by the sun’s UV rays."

Long Fei rubbed his face and frowned, asking her, "Why do you ask?"

Lin Yingying said, "Didn’t you hear it? When we just arrived at the dungeon, Jenny said, ’My man won’t let you off.’ Who else could she be referring to besides you?"

"She has plenty of men; how would I know."

Long Fei continued to deny.

Lin Yingying shrugged and said, "Fine, you don’t have to admit it. But I’m telling you, no more women in our house. Just because I accept Wang Xiaoya, doesn’t mean I’ll accept others."

"Jealous pot."

Long Fei muttered carefully.

"What did you say?"

Lin Yingying giggled and pinched his waist, proudly raising her chin, "I can be jealous over you, you should feel flattered! In this lifetime, the only person who could make the president here jealous is you. Tell me, how proud should you feel?"

Long Fei chuckled, sensing someone approaching, he gestured to Lin Yingying to stop talking nonsense.

He lifted the barrier and turned his head.

He saw Allen Dracula and Mudan Karen from the Elders Council approaching. Both possessed the bloodline of a Half-Step Prince.

In their families, their statuses were lofty.

Lin Yingying reached for a bath towel and wrapped it around her body.

The old geezers ogled her, making her extremely uncomfortable.

She communicated telepathically with Long Fei, saying that when the time came, she would be the one to kill these two old geezers.

She was determined to gouge out these two old bats’ eyeballs to feed to dogs.

The two approached with glasses in hand, a sly expression on their faces, "The Prince surely knows how to enjoy himself—amidst the looming battle, he remains calm and romantic with his wife, truly enviable."

Their standard Huaxia language, their tone elegantly phrased, one might think they were some great national scholars.

Long Fei stood up and greeted them, "Elders aren’t resting in their cabins, is there something you need from me?"

Mudan Karen was straightforward, "Let’s speak frankly, Your Highness, I want to ask if the disappearance of our Clan Leader has anything to do with you?"

Allen Dracula stared into Long Fei’s eyes, trying to discern something.

Long Fei replied calmly, "You Elders also know a great battle is imminent. By questioning me like this, are you trying to provoke me, or do you have other motives?"

He did not answer directly. To explain would be to cover up.

The best response was to attack as defense and turn the questions back on them.

The two old men furrowed their brows and retorted, "We mean no disrespect to Your Majesty, we are merely concerned for our Clan Leader’s safety."

Long Fei replied, "I do not know where your Clan Leader is, nor do I understand what you’re talking about. To confront me like this, you are challenging me. It’s dull on the ship, how about we spar a few moves?"

The two old men spat blood in their hearts, thinking this guy was indeed a fighting maniac as the rumors said.

The barbarian of America, who could never learn the grace of the nobility.

Allen Dracula could tolerate it, but Mudan Karen of the Karen Clan could not.

This clan was known in the Blood Clan for their combative nature, quick tempers from top to bottom.

The Karen and Dracula Clan Leaders vanished without a trace, along with over a hundred Huaxia women.

If this wasn’t related to Long Fei, they’d never believe it.

"Fine, since we’re idle anyway, let’s have a go!"

Mudan Karen was raring to go, creating distance between himself and Long Fei on the deck and gesturing provocatively with a welcoming hand.

The Blood Clan members below sensed something and came out, gathering on the upper deck to watch the excitement.

They exclaimed, "This American cowboy dares to challenge an Elder?"

"The Elder has the Cultivation Level of a Half-Step Prince, isn’t this Huaxia man too arrogant?"

"I guess this Huaxia man is quite ordinary, owning just two Duchess maids. Is his Prince title self-proclaimed, when was it ever recognized by the Blood Emperor?"

"That’s right, just watch! I bet, the Elder can finish him off in one move."

A group of Karen and Dracula Clan vampires eagerly bared their fangs, excitedly cheering for their Elder from above.

The Sophia Sisters led people out to watch the battle and expressed no opinions.

They knew their master was certain to win.

The deck was the size of a basketball court, and Long Fei stepped forward, looking at Mudan Karen, "Elder, there’s no mercy in fists and kicks. Let’s get one thing clear, you provoked first, we fight after. If I accidentally kill you, don’t go complaining everywhere, alright?"

Mudan Karen laughed disdainfully, "Junior, I know you can defeat a Duke’s bloodline. But you’re nothing but a frog in a well, unaware of how vast the sky is, or how deep the earth. Come on, I’ll give you a hand."

"No need to give me anything, I’ll leave you with just one hand."

Long Fei’s lips curled into a smirk, a dark blue long knife suddenly appearing in his hand.

Swift as lightning, it swooped down.

With a plop, Mudan’s right arm was severed, spraying a stream of dark golden blood into the air.

He stared at his amputated arm dumbfounded, as a heart-wrenching pain struck him, distorting his face, his body staggered backward as he screamed in agony, clutching his arm, "Bastard, what did you do to me?"