Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

Bai Lu quietly took a step back. Rebecca's smile was the same as Klaus'. For now, she needed some time to cushion the complicated situation between them, where the two of them were in love and fighting each other.

"Starting a war is indeed a good idea." Klaus supported all the wars, and it seemed that they were indeed a family, "However, my sister, you have become a lot bolder lately."

Rebecca was too lazy to answer him. She was naturally a bit straighter now, but the silver dagger had always been hidden in her hands, hidden well.

Before hanging up, Klaus had asked this question out of sheer curiosity. They couldn't help but wonder if giving it to a woman would have any effect. "Do you know how to deal with that witch, Sophie?" Although the one who was at a disadvantage would definitely not be his own sister, Klaus still asked out of curiosity, he definitely didn't care.

"I think I do." Rebecca looked at the cute little girl who was approaching her and smiled. She loved to bully the cute little girl the most. That made her feel refreshed.

"Very good." Klaus threw away his phone. He had already set a certain range for White Dew. He turned around to deal with his own matters. He was also very busy. "You deal with Sophie. I'll take charge of the next step."

Their brother Elijah would be home soon, but Klaus seemed to have forgotten that he was the one who had given the man to Marcel, and although Elijah was polite and noble, he was not a man to be sold at random.

The young Josh wasn't a good vampire at all for Klaus. This stupid rookie, Marcel's new vampire, Nick had told him to give Max some blood, and now, after almost half an hour, he had only gotten a few scattered holes. The blood was as thin as a needle, so did Josh think the valiant vampire in front of him was a Barbie doll?

Do I even need to be pampered?

"Didn't I order you to drain his blood? How long has it been?" Klaus did not have much patience or compassion. He had to work on the steps of his plan.

Josh looked back, disgust on his young face. He seemed to be very averse to this kind of bloody behavior, and he struggled to look at Klaus, joking that he was just a top-notch rookie. "Sorry, I'm not some medieval torture expert."

Klaus snatched the fork from Josh's hand and drove it directly into the right side of Mike's chest. Blood spurted out like a waterfall.

Josh's face was deathly pale, but the allure of his blood energy made him incomparably hungry. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Just what did he do to you?" What deep hatred could make one person be so cruel to another?

Klaus shook his head in confusion. They had only known each other for a day, and Max was only trying to kill his little pregnant woman, so he said with certainty, "It has nothing to do with what he did, but what he will do when we are done, that is, what I want him to do. Just like you. "

To Klaus, both young Josh and Max were pawns to save his brother Elijah's hidden stake. "For example," Klaus said crisply, turning to look at Josh, eyes to eyes, "pierce him with this, right now!"

Josh's eyes became lifeless and determined. He took the fork from Klaus and immediately started stabbing at him. Each of his actions was more brutal than the previous one.

The holes in the ground became bigger and bigger, and blood started to flow all over the ground.

By the time Josh could react, Max was on the verge of death, and there were so many bloody holes in his skin that he couldn't even see a single piece of his skin. "This is crazy. I didn't want to do it, but I did."

Josh dropped his fork in horror, not daring to look at the blood on his own hand.

"This is called Mental Control. Vampires can control humans, and ancestors like me and my siblings can control vampires, but no one can control their ancestors."

Josh looked at Klaus in horror. This demon, he had controlled him from the very beginning. What was he trying to do?

"Do you understand? Very good." Klaus hated fools the most, and he didn't bother to explain. "That's why a new vampire like you obeyed my orders without anyone noticing."

"But my blood has never flowed?" Josh couldn't help but be glad for his good fortune. Even though he had already died, Max's current state of being worse than death still sent chills down his spine.

"Yes," Klaus raised his voice proudly. He didn't care about the details. What he wanted was the result. "As for that, young Josh, it's because I've already controlled you since you didn't have a single bit of verbena in your body."

The verbena could stop control, Marcel knew that, so on the first day of Klaus's return to town, Marcel had his friends start drinking verbena, and Klaus had nowhere to start.

However, if they let their blood run dry, it would be different. They could reshuffle the cards and start over.

Klaus stood up. "Let all his verbena dry so I can control him to obey my orders." He walked over and lifted Max's chin, his voice bitter and sad. "Now that my brother is captured and waiting for my rescue, we can't be so gentle, can we?"

Josh watched as Klaus gave Max the final blow and the poor man's blood ran dry. He couldn't help but spit it out.

Klaus, he thought, if it were possible, no, for all eternity, he would never meet such a man.

Sophie received a text from White Dew. She asked Sophie to go to the Witch Shop — the Grey Garden.

When Sophie reached the door, she saw Rebecca. It seemed that the Wolf Woman and the Michaelsons were getting along pretty well. There were people helping her run errands.

"As you dawdle, Elijah is lying rotten with a dagger in his side." Rebecca was very dissatisfied with the lateness of the witch's arrival.

Sophie was even more straightforward. She wasn't their subordinate, and Sophie was actively preparing for revenge. "You should be glad that I was able to come. What do you want?"

"White Dew was attacked by Marcel's men a few days ago because he was told he saw a werewolf in the French Quarter." Rebecca's eyes were fixed on Sophie's reaction, and when she saw the confusion and curiosity on her face, she frowned.

"She only went to one place. No matter who saw the dew, only one person betrayed her." Rebecca got straight to the point. She was very sure where the murderer was.

Sophie stared blankly at the door of the shop. She knew the little witch in the gray garden, she was just a naive and lively little girl, but now, she was being accused of being a spy, a traitor … no, she couldn't believe it.

"Learn a little," Rebecca said, about to speak the truth directly. She pushed open the door with one hand and stepped inside.