It's quite ironic when you think about it, a vampire's power entirely depends on those two sharp fangs. By pulling out Calvin's fangs, Chen Feng has rendered him as flightless as a plucked chicken.
Chen Feng carefully stored away Calvin's fangs, valuable items indeed. Although vampires were not uncommon these days, finding them was no easy task. Falling into Chen Feng's hands, the poor kid Calvin was utterly out of luck.
"Mr. Chen, what are you..." Zhang Peiling asked, somewhat puzzled after seeing Chen Feng remove Calvin's teeth.
"Heh heh, the majority of a vampire's power comes from his teeth. I've pulled them out, and now he's like a toothless tiger. Do you want to throw a few punches at him to vent? After all, it's because of him your brother lies in a coma," Chen Feng said with a glee.
Calvin's face had turned green. Chen Feng had deliberately spoken in Italian so that he could understand. Who exactly was this man? How could he know so much about vampires?
