Wei Ming finally made up his mind.
It’s worth a gamble.
As long as you control these people well, they can be your support.
As for whether they’ll ss up... just manage them and don’t let them continue making mistakes.
Using dark ans to deal with dark forces, there’s nothing wrong with that!
Hmm... there shouldn’t be a problem, right...
The protagonists in novels all have thods to handle their subordinates.
If Cao Yi can do it, why can’t I?
Wei Ming nodded, stood up, and said:
"Alright, starting today, we are on the sa side."
After Wei Ming finished speaking, he left.
After Wei Ming left, the Yellow-skinned Immortal stroked his goatee, and said gloomily:
"Did he believe us?"
The Gemini brothers sat on the bench and sneered:
"Those few flattering words we said, even harder than when we praised the big boss.
We don’t know if he believes it, but he certainly likes it."
The Yellow-skinned Immortal sneered:
"The big boss doesn’t fall for flattery."
Honey Slaughter Blade crossed her legs and said indifferently:
"Whether he believes it or not, we’re just doing what the big boss instructed, and the task is considered complete."
The Yellow-skinned Immortal smacked his lips, looking at Honey Slaughter Blade with envy:
"I didn’t expect you to turn misfortune into a blessing and complete the big boss’s task even after being captured."
Honey Slaughter Blade’s pretty face showed a hint of pride:
"Now we all need to get busy and help Wei Ming establish so rits.
Only then can we keep him tied to our ship."
The Yellow-skinned Immortal nodded:
"Then let’s each get busy."
With that, the Yellow-skinned Immortal, Honey Slaughter Blade, and the Gemini brothers ford seals with their hands and vanished from the warehouse in an instant.
And that warehouse, blazing with fierce flas.
Even though it was a rainy night, the warehouse was still burning.
...
South Sea, North Suburban Road.
Honey Slaughter Blade walked by the roadside holding an umbrella.
So strong Extraordinary criminals rarely drive cars.
Cars are large and in today’s world full of surveillance, it’s easy to expose their tracks.
For example, a powerful Extraordinary criminal like Honey Slaughter Blade can travel with Spiritual Power, which is not necessarily slower than a car.
Honey Slaughter Blade leisurely strolled down the road.
She had a Fire Attribute Talent; generally speaking, people with a Fire Attribute Talent hate rain, but she very much enjoyed walking in the rain.
Perhaps, even the most despicable woman harbors romantic fantasies in her heart.
The rain poured heavier and heavier; except for the sound of rain, there were no other noises in the deep night of the suburbs.
Suddenly, an old man appeared ghostly behind Honey Slaughter Blade:
"Miss, please wait."
Honey Slaughter Blade turned around, sizing up the old man.
The old man was wearing a red suit, holding a black umbrella.
He had an elegant deanor, like a noble from the Middle Ages.
Instinctively, Honey Slaughter Blade sensed a strong sll of blood from the old man’s body.
Honey Slaughter Blade had been through many storms and waves.
If the old man isn’t from the special investigation team of the Security Administration, then he’s an enemy.
Honey Slaughter Blade crossed her arms and teased:
"Hey, old man, out here looking for a girl so late at night?
How about it, can your body handle it?"
The old man in the red suit wasn’t angered, smiling as he said:
"A gentleman wishes to et you, please co with ."
Honey Slaughter Blade was sure now, this was an enemy.
After becoming an Extraordinary, she had gathered many enemies, and the old man before her was a stranger.
Spiritual Power gathered on Honey Slaughter Blade’s body, and she shalessly said:
"Which gentleman? Is he a returning custor?"
After she spoke, a trace of cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and flas spouted from her red lips.
Honey Slaughter Blade had a Fire Elent Talent and was exceptionally good at wielding fire.
Ordinary Fire Elent Extraordinary can only use Mortal Fire, but Honey Slaughter Blade’s fire held a bit of Extraordinary Power, resistant to being quenched by rainwater.
The blazing fla burst forth with an enchanting red glow in the night, instantly engulfing the old man in the red suit.
Honey Slaughter Blade watched as the flas turned the old man in the red suit into a massive fireball, her eyes full of disdain.
She looked at the torrential rain and mocked:
"Such heavy rain, after it burns to ash, the rain washes it away, nothing can be found.
This saves a lot of trouble."
Honey Slaughter Blade no longer cared about the old man, swaying her hips as she continued walking toward South Sea City.
In her eyes, the old man was already dead.
"Miss, I never said you could leave."
The old man’s leisurely tone carried words that sent chills down one’s spine.
Honey Slaughter Blade’s beautiful eyes suddenly widened.
She could no longer maintain her composure.
Honey Slaughter Blade dropped the umbrella, flipped a few tis to create distance from the old man behind her, then stood ready, staring hard at the old man.
The old man in the red suit was still ablaze, but the flas couldn’t harm him in the slightest.
The fire gradually weakened.
The old man in the red suit patted the remaining flas on his body, nonchalantly looking at Honey Slaughter Blade:
"I don’t like using force on won; miss, you’d better co with obediently."
Honey Slaughter Blade swallowed and asked in a deep voice:
"Who are you, old sir?"
The old man in the red suit curled up one side of his mouth:
"Eternal Night Castle, Baron Tulip."
Honey Slaughter Blade furiously searched her mind for the na ’Eternal Night Castle.’
She didn’t rember any power called Eternal Night Castle, nor did she rember anyone known as Baron Tulip.
Honey Slaughter Blade loudly questioned:
"You, I don’t know you!
Have you got the wrong person?"
The old man in the red suit said:
"Honey Slaughter Blade Xiao Yaoyao, a South Sea Person.
Your mother, Xiao Hong, was a hostess at the Golden Years Nightclub at the original Baisha Field.
She died of illness eighteen years ago.
Your father, Wang Jiagang, was a security guard at the Golden Splendor KTV.
He died in a dispute among the underground forces twenty years ago.
You took your mother’s surna.
You dropped out of South Sea Ninth Middle School and worked in the flesh trade in South Sea.
Two years ago, you went to the Imperial Capital and worked in the Dark Night Bar.
After the Blood Moon in the Imperial Capital, you also beca one of the Five Black Classes’ leaders."
Listening to the old man in the red suit recount her life story, Honey Slaughter Blade’s beautiful eyes showed fear.
Honey Slaughter Blade herself didn’t know who her father was, yet this self-proclaid Baron Tulip managed to find out?
Honey Slaughter Blade understood that Eternal Night Castle was probably a giant she couldn’t afford to provoke.
Why were they looking for her?
The aura from the old man in the red suit grew more terrifying:
"Miss, I didn’t get the wrong person, co with ."
Honey Slaughter Blade’s expression kept changing; she turned and fled.
Spiritual Power gathered beneath her feet, causing each step to explode in flas.
The compressed Fire Elental Power erupted with force, causing Honey Slaughter Blade’s figure to fade quickly into the night.
The old man in the red suit sighed softly:
"Since you’re not obedient, I shall have to act.
Actually, aside from virgins, I refuse to touch any woman.
Your aura of worldly dust is particularly irkso, and your blood is like sewage, as repulsive as gutter oil."
The old man’s eyes emitted a strange blood-red light, a pair of bat wings unfurled on his back, turning into a dark blur in the night, appearing in front of Honey Slaughter Blade within breaths.
Honey Slaughter Blade looked at the terrifying image of the old man in the red suit, and couldn’t help but scream:
"What kind of monster are you!"
This was no human—it was clearly the legendary vampire!
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