"Brother, are you really Count Dracula? I suspect you are doing commercials."

"How much will Gree give you? I, Haier, will give you double."

"Mr. Dong is fine. The air conditioner has been sold abroad. Even Count Dracula knows about it."

"Mr. Dong is a strong woman. Even Count Dracula knows it. It's amazing."

"Haha...I'm so fucking laughing, you deserve it..."

The people who eat melons in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

Is this Count Dracula?

Especially the sentence: Gree air conditioner, you deserve it.

How does it feel like it's an advertisement.

Just then.

More than a dozen witches riding brooms flew over, wearing black long skirts, white long skirts, and red stockings...they were dumbfounded.

Aren't all witches ugly and old?

Why do these witches look so young and beautiful.

High-heeled shoes, long-leg stockings, and a cape hanging outside, this is simply a model.

Zifeng looked at himself.

Wrapped in a coat, he lost his temperament in an instant.

The male compatriots were dumbfounded.

shit.

This is simply a peerless beauty!

The live broadcast room was also dumbfounded.

"Fuck, did Grandpa Lin go to the wrong place? Are these broomstick-riding witches?"

"Oh my god, it's so beautiful,"

"Uniform high-heeled shoes and long-leg stockings, those clothes must be very expensive!"

"Nimma, we were all fooled, thinking that witches are ugly old women, but his grandmother's is an old woman, she is simply beautiful."

"Everyone has a big heart, I'm so stupid."

There are countless bullet screens in the live broadcast room.

Several people came over.

"Happy birthday, Count Dracula."

"Count Dracula, you're handsome again."

Count Dracula thanked with a smile: "Thank you for coming to the humble house... Please come inside."

Several witches looked at Lin Xiao and the others behind them.

It was obvious at a glance that these people were mortals.

"Is this the person who is going to sacrifice?"

Count Dracula's face changed drastically.

"This is the patron saint of China, my most respected guest, no one should be presumptuous."

The faces of the witches changed drastically.

what?

The patron saint of China.

Whether it is the magical world, the dark world, the demon clan, the black witches,... the first iron law: no one is allowed to enter China, this iron law has been formed for thousands of years.

Anyone to follow.

No one dares to violate it, and those who violate it are already dead.

Several witches bowed their heads and said respectfully: "I have seen the patron saint of China."

But in my heart I was uneasy.

This was a strong man at that time, and he could destroy them with one finger.

Lin Xiao nodded: "Well, I'm just here to join in the fun, to show the juniors to experience, you don't need to be polite."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Stand aside, wait until Lin Xiao goes in, dare to go in.

Several people were shocked.

The patron saint of China, this name is too loud.

I have been longing to be exposed

Chapter 218 Dare to Criticize and Seek Death

It was just a title, and they were overwhelmed.

The live broadcast room is even more crazy.

"Fuck, Grandpa Lin is awesome!"

"Grandpa Lin is so awesome, the patron saint of China, this title is so awesome, the witches were scared when they heard this name."

"I'm so excited. What's awesome? It's just a name, and the few people are trembling with fright."

"Witches and vampires are not qualified in the eyes of Grandpa Lin. Even gods are afraid of Grandpa Lin, let alone these little shrimps."

"Grandpa Lin, 666..."

"Grandpa Lin is awesome..."

At this moment.

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