Even Becky, who is 'enthusiastic' about the night, calms down a little at four or five in the morning. The colorful neon lights are no longer ostentatious, providing a sense of privacy and security for what happens behind these signboards.
Sandwiched between two dark alleys that could still be identified as bar signs, a hotel sign could be vaguely seen at the end. It is still a hotel that charges by the hour, so its true business direction should be obvious.
There are more obvious ones.
A middle-aged man waved to a group of women with heavy makeup behind him and introduced him to the hotel. "The third room on the left on the second floor, keep your voice down." The man stood back at the reception desk. He was the boss. He frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, "That person doesn't like making noise."
Women with heavy makeup, well, a bunch of women standing on the street looked at each other and gave them disdainful looks. If you don't want to make a noise, why do you need so many at once? Note that there are a lot of people saying, "Are you sure that person can pay? There are 14 of us here."
The man was too lazy to answer and pointed upstairs, "The third room on the left on the second floor."
The women said no more, looked at each other, adjusted their makeup, and rushed up the stairs.
The first room on the left on the second floor, yes, the first one.
In a room that was completely dark for us ordinary people, Robert retracted his wrist from Georgina's mouth and frowned at the slightly faded gray markings on her skin, "How do you feel?"
Georgina was lying, no, she was nailed on the bed soaked in ink-black blood, her eyes were blurred, or maybe it was just the gray spots on the whites of her eyes that distracted our visual attention from the pupils, "It's better." Georgina's The voice was a little rough, and it was obvious that she was in pain, "But I can still feel that my blood is being eroded."
So in Grandzac. While exchanging blood for the 'General' and the two Gangrels, Robert was doing the same thing for Georgina in a room on the second floor of this small hotel.
Well, we know very clearly that the 'general' didn't even touch Robert, which caused the current situation. It's the Gangrels. In the encounter that took place south of Ixton in the Southern District, which I was too lazy to skip, two Sabbat Toredos faced off against four Gangrels. The two sides ended up in a draw, each with half injured.
"Keep the blood flow still." Robert ordered and walked towards the door. The knock on the door and the sound of messy footsteps in the room next to him were already heard outside, and the 'supplies' were coming.
Robert, who opened the door and walked towards the third room, glanced at the women standing at the door. He was disappointed, it was such a 'good thing' again.
Such things are not meant to be derogatory at all, because they do not refer to the other party as a street girl, but to something else. Take your time and look at it.
Although Robert was helpless, his eyes still turned red and he pushed aside the women piled at the door. "I don't like light, and I don't like sound. Don't turn on the lights when you go in, and be quiet, don't talk to each other, I don't like the people I'm looking for discussing with each other. Separate, sit, lie, stand, it's up to you. I will 'find' you one by one."
"Tsk." An impatient voice came from more than one woman. But meeting other people's requirements is basically their only job requirement, and they have nothing to refuse, right? However, some people curiously glanced at the room where Robert came out, guessing that that was probably the place where the 'official transaction' was actually carried out.
In a dark room. After the sound of cautious footsteps stabilized, there was no movement. They complied with each other's requests very much. You can think of it as professional quality, or you can think of it as the red eyes of the other party when making requests. Choose whichever you like.
The women, each occupying a small space in the dark space, were probably wondering what the strange customers were paying attention to, and why they were coming one by one. When will it be his turn? Robert is already in front of the women who are thinking about this.
Fast, expresses both how quickly Robert came and how quickly Robert left. When I was first visited, I thought I was the lucky one among the 14. I didn't even touch the other party's belt, and felt a slight chill on my neck. I realized in a daze that the other party had left.
When the women were still confused about what was going on, two red dots in the darkness attracted their attention. "Wait as I asked. I will come back after a while."
Opening the door, the lights in the corridor reflected the backs of a man and a woman in front of the door, and then immediately turned off, returning to darkness. The women in the darkness raised their lips and cursed at the woman who was taken away. You should understand the reason. Everyone thought that they were the first, and then they were not picked.
As for the real reason, Robert in the corridor had already pushed away the woman who was leaning against his arm, "You can go back." A banknote was already held between his fingers and handed to the woman with a strange expression.
"Uh, what do you mean?" The woman frowned. There was indeed some hesitation, but she still quickly collected the money.
"It's no fun, you can't use it anymore."
Well, Robert said this to a street girl.
"Fuck you-!" The woman pushed Robert away and gave him the middle finger. She probably wanted to shake her head and leave in an imposing manner. However, she only finished shaking her head. As soon as she took a step, her body leaned against the wall weakly, leaning against the wall in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
Robert shook his head, turned away and walked towards the first room where Georgina was. "You should take off your makeup and see what you have become."
Still, Robert actually said such words to a street girl! Or the street girl who just gave him the middle finger!
"Go fuck yourself!" The woman pushed against the wall, stood upright reluctantly, said this with some breath, and left.
I don't know if this woman will listen to Robert's 'advice'. In fact, she should listen, because if she does, she will see her true self clearly. The circles under her eyes that are now completely covered by heavy eyeliner and eye shadow have become deep-set. , black and blue; the cheeks that were plumped by blush have become sunken; the skin that has been smoothed by foundation is actually dry and frizzy...
Look at her empty steps as she goes downstairs. Her body is severely anemic.
And this anemia was not caused by Robert's quick visit just now. Robert could tell at the first sight that these women had been 'used'! They are already anemic!
Returning to the room where Georgina was, Robert's eyebrows were already furrowed. He didn't waste much time. He quickly cut his wrist and moved it to Georgina's mouth.
The current situation is really not what Robert wants!
If Georgina's situation hadn't been so bad that she couldn't support them in choosing a new place to stay, Robert would have definitely left Becky!
right! Barton was one of three places Robert thought would be suitable for him and Georgina to hide, and in the southeast they encountered a newborn Toledo, in Ixton. Damn it, I met four Gangaroos!
Finally, at Becky, which is really not suitable for a girl like Georgina, he met... Oh, no, he hasn't met anything yet, he just met the station-street that was eaten and 'used' by this thing. -Only a female.
The symptom after being used is anemia, so what could this 'thing' in Becky be? It's a vampire.
This time, stop thinking with your toes. Use your smart fingers to count the vampires that may appear in Barton, and think about the identity of the vampire in Becky. It's no use just thinking about it, we can't tell Zack.
While feeling his blood being absorbed by Georgina, Robert tried his best to stay calm and felt helpless. Barton, who was already a stranger, became even stranger in his heart. What a bad hunter he was in the past, but now it seems that he can encounter vampires wherever he goes in the city, in the past. He naively thought this was a city with only Alphas!
"What are you thinking about?" Georgina couldn't move her body, she moved her chin. After pushing away Robert's wrist, the result was that the entire chin was stained with bright red. Coupled with the appearance of her being nailed to the bed, the whole scene made people uncomfortable.
Robert moved his wrist back and pressed it back to Georgina's mouth, "Stop talking. Suck me." (*Sorry, I can't think of a more appropriate word.*)
"It's useless." Georgina, who had always been obedient to anything Robert said, actually opened her wrist again, "It's too slow, and I can feel that every time you do it, you become weaker, and your supplements are not enough at all. Perfect. You should go out hunting now and replenish your supplies. If you delay like this, I won't be able to recover during the day, and you are also in a weak state. If we encounter the vampires in Beqi during the day, we will really be doomed."
Robert frowned, Georgina was absolutely right, "But..."
"No more buts." Georgina closed her eyes. "It is impossible for me to understand what you describe about other vampires after being infected with the blood of the deceased, but I feel that I can still survive for a while." The corners of Georgina's eyes twitched, "Although it's very uncomfortable, I can still control my heart and stop the blood flow. The blood of the deceased does not corrode so quickly."
Robert forced a smile and said, "Being a Sabbat Toledo has some benefits."
Georgina didn't respond, maybe because she was too uncomfortable to respond, or maybe she simply didn't want to respond.
Robert pursed his lips, thinking. It was not what Georgina said, he had to go out to hunt. If the middle-aged boss downstairs has the ability to sense blood, or if he is willing to pay more attention, don't just look for these "cheap-looking things" on the street, Robert's blood transfusion for Georgina can be a complete complement. .
But obviously, the middle-aged boss who is currently napping behind the counter does not have this ability, and it is impossible for him to pay much attention to the guests of his one-hour hotel.
Robert can also use local materials in this hotel, which can be regarded as a compliment to Becky. This hotel stuck in a dark alley is still doing good business. But as time went by, Robert could also feel that the frequency of guest turnover was decreasing. Probably near dawn, the hotel would be completely closed.
By then, Robert would have no good food reserves, and would have to rely on the weak women who were placed in other rooms to drag him around.
"Then, do as you say." Robert made the decision.
He stood up quickly, opened the curtains by the window, looked at the sky, estimated the time, and started taking action.
"Be careful." Georgina still warned.
"Don't worry." Robert lowered the curtains, "I still need to prepare."
He first went to the second and third rooms, and sent away the women in the two rooms who were walking frivolously and raising their middle fingers at him. Then he went to the first floor and woke up the man who was napping behind the counter. boss.
"I need a bottle that can be sealed." said the red eyes, "a large amount." Since he is hunting, he is an advanced primate creature after all, right? Robert knows the reserve, "You can help me get it as quickly as possible, I Book your hotel for the whole day. It's a good deal." He stressed, the money in his wallet was already starting to drain out.
"Uh, that's good."
Not bad, this is overtime for one-time benefits. If overtime is good, then why should you be your own boss? !
It's just that this man's brain can't turn this corner for the time being. The basic cognition stored in memory has been occupied by red. There is a saying that says, if you don’t know, understand or make something, memorize it and use it directly in the future, no matter what is right or wrong.
Don't think that Robert's use of the Charming Eyes in this way is very powerful. Haven't you noticed that Robert's Charming Eyes have always been an imperative notification
Let me give you an analogy. I tell you to memorize the equation 1+1=3, and then order you to use it in the exam soon. Is that awesome? No, this is just the simplest short-term memory implantation of Charming Eyes.
But those who really believe that 1+1=3, and swear that they fully understand this equation, actively put it into knowledge, and then happily use it in the exam are great.
In the former, at a certain moment, when another person tells you that 1+1 is actually equal to 2, Robert's Charming Eyes will become ineffective. Now if someone tells this boss, 'You are stupid, you have to stay here during the day tomorrow to keep an eye on this customer! You are his dedicated service boy! Do you open this hourly hotel just to make money? 'This charming pupil is useless.
As for the latter, whenever someone tells you the truth about 1+1, you are rolling up your sleeves and preparing to beat up the other person as a fool.
There are no examples. Shepard and Zach said among the homeless and under the eyes of charm, "With honest work and honest income, there is still some hope in life." 'There is not even any purposeful memory implanted, but they become friends who find a job and want to thank them for sharing and give gifts. What can these things about Robert become? It was just an unpleasant transaction that could only be compensated with money.
There are also less beautiful examples. Remember when Kyle told Zach about his memory recovery and his fear of Taylor who broke the effect of Zach's charming eyes.
As for this more powerful person, our vampire Zach, is now wiping the blood from his mouth and sighing that the standards used by the Holy Lord to select the thirteen clans were really intoxicating.
Zach has already told Harrison directly that Toledo is not a clan that is good at carrying and receiving information through blood, and Gangaro is not much better. Their abilities are probably all focused on transformation.
From the blood of two Gangrels who were lucky enough not to be injured by the blood of the dead, Zach got a long and confusing sound wave image. Zach had no idea how to 'read' this information.
The two Gangro's explanation for this was, "Well... we fight in the form of bats..." (.)