The Last Vampire Princess
25. Shock

Marthinus jumped down from the roof and immediately stood in the middle of the crowd of villagers who had just gang-raped two vampire girls there,

Just then, the family of Mr. Darmanto, who is the family of one of the vampire girls who were mobbed by residents seemed to come in a hurry,

"My child..."

Mr. Darmanto called his son as he approached,

Residents seemed to be trying to restrain, let alone Marthinus, it was clear he was directly brandishing the staff with his silver eyes,

"Shut up there, or you'll be a victim, too,"

Marthinus said firmly,

Mr. Darmanto of course shook his head,

"Why... Why do you gang up on that poor boy, just because he sits on the streets so often that you have the right to judge him with this kind of violence?"

Mr. Darmanto, his voice shaking withstanding anger, also withstanding deep sadness,

"He wasn't just sitting on the street, he was possessed!"

Said the elder who was still holding the moringa leaf,

"Aunt? Vampire Trance?"

Mr. Darmanto can't believe what happened,

He really cannot accept the fact that his son was gang-raped on the grounds of trance,

"You guys I'm going to file it with the police, it's a state of law, you want it..."

Not to mention the words of Mr. Darmanto, suddenly the vampire girl who is the son of Mr. Darmanto was moving, he faded up and stood in a position as if he was going to pounce on the people there,

The vampire girl grinned, making the mothers scream in fear and ready to throw them with the furniture they had brought from the house to gang up on the two vampire girls,

No different from the mothers, Mr. Darmanto also looked frightened to see his own son become like that, he seemed to continue shaking his head, he continued to shake his head,

"No... No way, ke... why did my son become like this? why...why my son?"

Mr. Darmanto was so shocked by what he now saw,

The report of one of the residents to him who he said the child was paraded by the residents and then was debited just because he was sitting on the street is now proven to be an irresponsible report,

"Haraaaah.daraaaah..."

Vampire girl son of Mr. Darmanto muttered while looking at one by one the citizens who were there, including even his own father, who was there,

However, unlike Ajeng, who once saw his mother even become weak, this time the son of Mr. Darmanto was the opposite,

The vampire girl suddenly screeched, then jumped with a bunch of coders towards the crowd of residents there Mr. Darmanto, who was there,

Fortunately, Marthinus was there, so he immediately quickly protected the crowd and immediately beat the vampire girl son of Mr. Darmanto,

Marthinus with his movements that are certainly much faster, can easily immediately make the vampire girl son of Mr. Darmanto again sprawled on the ground,

Right at the same time the sound of police car sirens came in the village Ajeng lived in,

The residents immediately looked excited to hear the sound of sirens,

"Who called the police? Who called the police?"

The question sounded noisy, immediately,

"Not me,"

"No, I don't know how to call the cops,"

"I don't know,"

Many voices answered him, too,

Marthinus shook his head because the villagers were very noisy,

The mixed creature was then seen sitting two vampire girls lying on the ground,

The police soon appear to arrive and immediately replace the task of Marthinus handling the two vampire girls,

"Enter them in different cells but in one place alone, Madam is working on getting the antidote, so secure them all!"

Marthinus told the police,

The residents looked excited as the two humans who turned into monsters were now handcuffed, tied up and carried by the police, police said,

"Master don't have to worry, your son will be healed, as long as he turns into a corpse, he can come back to life,"

Marthinus said to Mr. Darmanto who still looks so shocked.

"However, if he has previously been a corpse, then please release him, bury him properly like any other human being,"

Marthinus, of course, could not speak pleasantries,

Mixed creatures talk so without caring about the face of Mr. Darmanto immediately pale like worms hit by salt,

"My poor son, my poor son,"

Mr. Darmanto is crying.

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