Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 545: Curiosity compels me to see it for myself.

After dark, Morgan Elke arrived at the Dark Castle.

The gates of the Dark Castle opened, revealing its sinister and terrifying side.

Yes, the castle was very gloomy, with dim incandescent lamps hanging on the walls, providing only a little light, so dim that you couldn't even see the way.

The lighting made the castle seem even more eerie.

Morgan Elke was already used to it. Led by a housekeeper, Morgan Elke arrived at a special door and knocked.

"Come in……"

A terrifying sound came from inside. The tone was ancient and weathered, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

Morgan Elke pushed open the door and went inside.

Inside the room sat a coffin made of pure jade, emanating a cool aura.

Yes, this is Morgan Clayker's bed. Before sunset, Morgan Clayker would lie in this cold jade coffin, waiting for nightfall.

Besides the coffin, there was a desk next to it, with a dim table lamp on it.

A gaunt old man sat at the desk, holding an ancient book in his hand, studying it intently.

The old man's face was deathly pale, like a withered human skin covering his bones. It was a sight too daunting to behold.

That's right, this person is Morgan Clayker. A guy who has lived for over a thousand years.

In fact, there are not many vampires, because they cannot reproduce under normal circumstances.

Their growth and expansion were brought together by Morgan Clake's reputation.

Each zombie that awakens gradually discovers the channels and then comes to join the Morgan family.

A thousand years have passed, and the vampires under Morgan Clayk number only a few thousand.

Even including the non-staff members recruited by the Morgan family, the total number does not exceed ten thousand.

"Grandpa, I'm here."

Morgan Elke bowed to Morgan Klecker and said.

"Um."

Morgan Clay put down the ancient book in his hand, his eyes, which were almost bulging out, fell on Morgan Elke.

Morgan Clayker looked at him and asked in a hoarse voice, "You don't usually come over unless something's wrong. What happened?"

"Yes."

Morgan Elke nodded and said, "Something big has happened. That old man Murdoch from four years ago is back in the US. This time he's here to take away our right to print money."

"Oh?"

Morgan Klecker frowned. He appeared remarkably calm.

"This man has quite the appetite. The reason we didn't take action back then wasn't because we were afraid of him. We never expected that just four years later, he would extend his reach into the interests of our vampire clan."

Morgan Elke bowed and said, "Grandpa, should we make a move this time? Bellek and the higher-ups are all afraid of him. If we don't act now, we'll have no choice but to hand over this power."

"bump……"

Morgan Clayker slammed his hand on the table, his former composure gone.

"Impossible. This is the way of survival for our Morgan family. If we hand it over, then we vampires will truly be nothing more than rats in the gutter."

Morgan Elke quickly bent down and asked, "Grandpa, what should we do?"

Morgan Clark said in a hoarse voice, "Go find Morgan Duras and let him handle this. If necessary, you can kill him."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Morgan Elke turned and left the room.

Once outside, he immediately dialed a phone number.

The person who answered the phone was none other than Morgan Duras.

Morgan Duras is the second-in-command of the vampire clan.

If Clarke was the grandfather, then Duras was the father.

Of course, besides Clark, the leader, there were many second-in-commands like Duras.

Vampires are a powerful race, virtually indestructible. A second-in-command like Duras is capable of completely overwhelming the previous cyborgs in combat.

"Fuck, that damn old man Murdoch is insatiable. Help me arrange to meet him at the Wellmans Grand Hotel tomorrow night. I'm really curious about what kind of power he has that makes him so arrogant."

Morgan Duras said angrily.

"Okay. I'll arrange a meeting with him for you."

After Morgan Elke finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.

Soon, Old Mo received a call from Bellek.

Old Mo smiled as soon as he saw Bellek appear on the screen.

"Dear Mr. Bellek, my friend, what can I do for you by calling me so late?"

On the screen, Bellek appeared very serious.

"Master, the Morgan family wants to see you."

Upon hearing this person address him as "master," Old Mo also became serious.

"The Morgan family, who are they? Are they very powerful?"

Bellek said seriously, "The Morgan family has always monopolized the money-printing business. Now that you're here, we're definitely going to have to confront them."

Old Mo narrowed his eyes and asked, "Just what is the background of this Morgan family?"

Bellake said seriously, "The richest family in the world, haven't you heard of them, Master?"

Old Mo shook his head and said, "You know what, I've never heard of them before. What's their background?"

He had heard of this family in his previous life. However, the family was very mysterious, so he had only heard of it.

Belek said seriously, "Legend has it that this family is a vampire clan, but I don't know if it's true or not. In any case, if you really want to meet them, be careful."

"Vampires, bloodlust?"

Old Mo exclaimed in surprise.

Old Mo has lived two lives, and only now does he realize that this tribe actually exists.

You can't blame him for being ignorant; in his previous life, he had never even left the country, so he couldn't possibly have come into contact with any vampires.

Bellek nodded and said, "That's right, they are vampires. Legend has it that their fighting power is quite terrifying, Master, you must be careful."

If that doesn't work, Master, you should give up! As long as you give up this benefit, the vampires won't bother you.

Old Mo laughed.

"Haha, interesting. If they weren't vampires, I might have actually given up. But if they are vampires, then I'll have to at least make contact with them."

Old Mo was genuinely curious.

This mysterious race is truly inaccessible unless one reaches a certain level of understanding.

Now that he's made contact, how could he possibly give up on his own initiative?

If you don't have the ability, that's fine. But since you do have the ability, you should at least show it off, right?

"well……"

Bellek sighed and said, "Morgan Duras has invited you to meet at the Wellmans Grand Hotel tomorrow night at eight o'clock. Master, I must warn you, vampires possess immortality and their combat power is terrifying. Master, please be careful."

Bellek was scared too. He and Old Mo were in the same boat. If something happened to Old Mo, he was doomed.

Therefore, he didn't want anything to happen to Lao Mo.

Unfortunately, although he was the governor, he didn't know much about vampires.