Not in Barton, in some city in the middle. It still looks like a big city. Wait a minute, what makes people come to this conclusion is not the prosperity of this city, but something completely opposite to prosperity.
Under the city, under the roads that people walk on, all the bright places are cut off by the ground - the city's abandoned subway stations. Compared with Barton's kind of house that can only be abandoned (Ixton), the most investment failure is a sea-view villa (the current home of the Saint) abandoned. Here, this city has the courage to abandon the transportation hub that can connect the entire city.
somebody is coming.
Footsteps sounded in the empty and dirty abandoned station, and guys wearing hoods walked out of the darkness. "Finally back." The guy with a drake voice said.
yes. They were the guys who appeared in front of Kozier's store in the easternmost city in the west a few days ago. They were guys with drake voices, male and female, and faces full of pitfalls... Nofi was admittedly ugly, but had a strong ability to hide. Men.
Instead of calling others by their external flaws, let’s expect them to reveal their names in conversation.
"Why didn't anyone come to pick us up?" The guy with a pitiful face was a little impatient. "Where is everyone going? Dora -" he shouted, and his voice was long.
"Bumi! Stop yelling!"
The little girl's voice is quite nice.
The shadow on the inside of the railway track appeared, then twisted, and then appeared. It was hard to tell whether she had always been there or whether she had grown out of the shadows.
"I have to make sure no one is following you!" A short figure named Dora walked out of the shadows. She had a fairly normal face, but her body seemed to be tilted at a strange angle, and her hands were shrunken on her body. The side seems to have failed to grow and form normally.
She raised her thin and shrunken hand in a distorted posture and waved, "Come in, you are much earlier than expected." Dora led a group of people behind her into the darkness, seemingly on the side of the railway. He opened the door and said, "Either the deal with the Sabbat went very smoothly, or you didn't go according to plan at all!" The tone was irritated.
The guy called Bumi replied, "We didn't trade with Kozier."
"I knew it!" Dora was very impatient, and the sound of the conversation was quickly left behind in the darkness behind her. These vampires were moving very fast, and it suddenly became clear!
In the new, abandoned subway station, rumbling sounds and tiny vibrations came from the other end of this underground space. That's the new transportation network that replaces these abandoned places. And those roaring vibrations just happened to cover up the noise here.
The noise in what should have been a deserted place.
People with pale skin were crowded and shuttled here... Occasionally they would be bumped into by strangers and they would stare at them with red eyes. Of course, the greeting will be the same red.
This is the world of vampires.
Secret alliance? No kidding, if the Secret Alliance knew that there were people who thought these guys huddled in humanity's abandoned underground facilities were them, the Secret Alliance would show the innocence of anyone who thought so.
Dora stood in front of a certain stall. The old man who was looking at the stall hunched over and silently stepped away.
Yes, it's a street stall. There are stacks of blood bags on a dirty carpet that looks like a yoga mat.
"50 more, I want two bags." A guy who couldn't even put his teeth in approached the stall.
Dora ignored it and pointed her shrinking finger at the cardboard next to the stall. It read, 'Human blood, 70 per bag, non-negotiable. "You go back and help the others. We are in need of patience now. Just stay here and tell me why."
Bumi had to squat next to Dora so that they were even in height. "We feel that we still can't trust Cozier, and..."
"I said 50!" The long-toothed guy's eyes were red, and he grabbed the short and twisted Dora with his sharp hands, "Deformed guy!! Otherwise I will make you wish you were never born at all!!"
Dora's eyes turned red in an instant, and her shrunken hand suddenly stretched out. The small palm, like a plastic toy shovel, directly pierced and penetrated the opponent's jaw, "Bumi." He ordered coldly.
Bumi's pitted face didn't change at all. He rummaged behind the stall, fished out a poke, and placed it on the crooked place where the opponent fell.
Uh-huh!
Dora pulled out her hand and let the gushing blood pour into the bucket. She turned around, wiped off the blood on her hand, and took out new cards one by one, "Vampire blood, 10,000 per bucket, pre-order as soon as possible, cash, no negotiation." . '
It is impossible that no one noticed the movement here. This small blood stall was crowded with people. The first few people who arrived did not even look at the bloodletters who were dying and discussed with each other to collect money.
The noisy trading sounds completely overwhelmed the groans of a certain guy who was about to die. For a moment, the only reason why he was not beheaded-the bloodletting also reached the end, twisted and turned into a puddle of ashes.
Dora frowned. She was surrounded by a group of people. She and Bumi couldn't talk at all. "Nine thousand, please clear away the wreckage of this house, hurry up!"
The crowd made a noise, and quickly, a pile of money was delivered to Dora, and several people began to clean up the ashes in front of the stall.
While Dora was waiting impatiently, someone ignorantly tried to please her, "Nofele, there have been a lot of outsiders like this coming recently. Thank you for having you here..."
"Shut up and move quickly. Unless you also want to be my next product." Dora responded coldly and glanced at Bumi, "The middle part is getting more and more messy, these are popping up out of nowhere.' Foreign vampires appear frequently, and this is the fifth one I have encountered this week."
I remember Zach mentioned it. There are no descendants of vampires. They are all satisfied by their creators. They are not even as good as their former relatives. They are discarded immediately after they are created. Not to mention teaching, some of them are not even given surnames. . These are the alien vampires. It means an abandoned species that is outside the genealogy and is not recognized.
But here, these guys who need to buy their own blood are all foreign species. The secret alliance of non-foreign species is no longer central, right. Oh, by the way, except for Novel who didn’t leave together for some unknown reason.
Bumi pursed her lips, "We should clear them out once, otherwise they will attract hunters sooner or later, and then we may all be in danger."
"It's already being done." Dora ignored the grateful looks from the 'customers' who were doing the cleaning work, "Tsk. But we are not Bruch, we are not a clan good at fighting." A man who had just killed a vampire instantly The guy said he wasn't good at fighting, uh, in an unpleasant tone.
"It's already very good." Bumi nodded in agreement, then shook his head, "We have learned the skills of Sabbat Toledo." He glanced at the ashes that had almost been cleaned up, "The effect is not bad, it is effective. Make up for it a little bit." (This volume, 1. They planned to use Sabbat Toledo's secret skills to trade with the Sabbat.)
The cleaners retreated, and Dora could speak without being disturbed. She frowned, "It's just not enough to make up for it! We want revenge, and I want Sabbat Toledo to pay the price! Why did you come back early?!"
Bumi pursed his lips, as if waiting for Dora to calm down a little, "Have the central newspapers reported that, well, that..." He was organizing his words, "There is a famous police chief in the west, Darcy, who was transferred to the east. Went to a small city, um, and then he was assassinated, and then this case..."
Noticing the extreme helplessness and irritability on Dora's face, Bumi misunderstood and spoke faster, "In short, this case has been solved in Barton in the east, but the criminal was not caught and is wanted, but the person above Mentioned something noteworthy about this wanted criminal... "
Dora interrupted, "Tsk! Isn't this the Mokavi who married a painting?"
"Yeah." Bumi raised his eyebrows, "The central government also reported it. I thought only the east and west would care about this case."
"It's reported!" he said impatiently, "It was reported in a corner, with a sketch, a photo, and a few paragraphs. It didn't say anything about the case, but it made the joke clear!"
It is understandable that the east, such as Barton, reports the case in detail because Darcy is the director of his city, and the west reports because Darcy was born in the west. The central part? By disseminating the wanted person's portrait at the will of the Central Government, media personnel have fulfilled their obligations.
Bumi seemed to be looking forward to it, "So, what do you think? It's impossible for outsiders to know this joke. Is there someone from our secret alliance in the eastern city of Barton... "
"Stop talking about the Secret Alliance!" Dora glared at Bumi, "We have nothing to do with them anymore!!" These words were filled with hatred!
Bumi pursed her lips and was silent for a while, "We think there is another possibility, please..."
She was stared at, "What you think, we also think." Strangely, there was a hint of hope in her tone, which was especially obvious after she just said the words with hatred, but then she shook her head, "We have already We have discussed it. If, if that is the signal sent by Toledo, we will finally have friends in this federation, and there will be hope for us to rise again or take revenge on Toledo, the Sabbat. But, this is a very difficult question. What a slim if! Our most likely success is still the deal you go to the west with Kozier!" Finally, there was disappointment, "But you're back!"
"Sorry, Dora." Bumi looked away.
She took a deep breath and said, "Forget it, come back as soon as you come back. It's a good thing to come back with more people." She moved her mouth, but didn't continue the topic, "We also need manpower now."
"Cleaning up the foreign species?" Bumi did not continue, "Very good, we also need to save some vampire blood. The brothers who have been asking for news about Rimel should also come back. They will need this blood to train us. 's new technique (the Sabbat Toledor's technique)."
"They have come back." Dora shook her head, a little disappointed, "After the channel of 'Valmina' in the middle was destroyed by the Federal Drug Enforcement Administration, they all disappeared and can't be found. Their magic, if you don't want people to Even we couldn't find it. But they found a few wandering Gangro groups. You are not needed to clean up the foreign species. Leave it to those Gangeros." She pursed her lips, "On the contrary, Gangro Luo brought back some news. They have a third-generation Gangro, which is with the saint... "
"saint?!"
"Well, I went east, and then there was no news."
"The east where the devil has an absolute advantage?!"
"kindness."
The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.
"There are more important things that need you." Dora shook her head, trying to cheer up her mood, "Mokavi, escaped from the hospital."
"Uh..." Bumi's pitted face began to look weird, "Before or after that report?"
"Before." Dora shook her head, "but we found out later. After the report came out, I at least felt that I should discuss it with her, the protagonist of the joke, and ask her for her opinion, only to find out that she had disappeared for several weeks. .”
"Uh." Bumi frowned, "The patient in the mental hospital has disappeared. Why is there no news?"
"Because she is the ancestor of Mokavi and she is very powerful. She found someone to replace her and stay there!" Dora frowned and finished the sentence in an irritable tone.
"Dora." Bumi looked at Dora seriously, "Don't tell me that you want me to find her."
"It's either you or me." Dora also looked at Bumi seriously, "We are the only two second-generation Nofils. We are the only ones who can deal with the clan ancestors. And I don't want to do it."
Bumi raised the corner of her mouth, "Can't we just ignore her? Why should we be nannies for Mokavi's ancestors?"
"Because." Dora paused, "We don't have our own ancestor!" Let's not go into details. "And, she is the only existing bloodline of Mokawi." Not only the ancestor of Mokawi, but also just One of the meanings is, "We can't leave her alone."
Bumi didn't want to talk. Mokawi was a madman, and a powerful madman. No one with a normal mind would want to have anything to do with such a madman.
"Forget it!" Dora turned her face, "I'll go, I'll go find her. Originally, if you didn't come back early, I should have done this."
Bumi didn't hide her relief.
Dora curled her lips, "Anyway, you're back, so you can take over what I gave up before."
"As long as it's not related to Mokavi." Bumi shook his head, helpless. He actually had something he wanted to do, such as the reason why they came back from the west early - to go to the east to see something.
"When I was in the mental hospital, looking for Mokavi, I heard some news." Dora was disappointed, but the direction of the disappointment seemed a bit strange, "They seem to be transferring a patient who has attracted much attention from the outside. Murderer , It seems, but it seems that because I hired a powerful lawyer, I got rid of the crime and stayed in a mental hospital for treatment. Now I am about to be sent out of here and go to..." After a pause, "Barton in the east, a place called Green Sanatorium. "
"You mean Barton?!" Bumi had a look of surprise on her face.
On the contrary, Dora was disappointed, or jealous, "Yes, Barton." She shook her head, "No matter what, we are going to send someone to Barton to collect information. I am assigning a third-generation boy now, what do you say? Are you going?"
"certainly!"
"Based on the information we have now, Barton is a very complicated city..."
"How can three generations of boys be enough! I'll go!"
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