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The loud music in the bar, mixed with the confusing lights on the dance floor, stimulates the lost people to vent their past emotions on this night.

After a quick glance around, except for the security personnel scattered around, only the bartender behind the bar seemed to be of a higher level.

"Melinda, take Jose to the central control room here to control all the monitoring..."

"unnecessary…"

"I don't want to say it again, Agent May... Today's enemies are different from those you usually encounter. Ordinary firearms cannot kill them." John ordered "Protect her, Jose... you know my strength Yes, you can use the death curse if necessary."

"Okay, Mr. Wick..."

Watching the two of them blend into the crowd swaying to the music, John slowly walked to the bar.

"Will wizards be caught on camera?" Tony's question sounded in the headset.

"Of course...I have said it before, there is no difference between wizards and Muggles in these aspects."

"I thought your face would be automatically coded like Superman."

"Didn't you say you don't like DC comics?"

"Of course, their style is too dark..."

...

He pulled out a stack of paper from the tissue box on the side, and after changing hands under the bar, John slapped a stack of brand new knives on the bar... The transformation spell is really useful!

"Ask something, man."

"Sorry, we don't have this business here..."

Bang...another stack.

The bartender quietly stuffed the two stacks of banknotes into the pocket of his jacket.

"You're lucky, sir, that I personally provide just that kind of service..."

"Who is your boss?"

"Anthony Kohmaier, a Russian oil man..."

"You know what I'm asking, right? After all, despite being so close, your smell is quite strong."

"What is the taste?"

"The smell of blood, and some stench unique to your clan..."

The bartender's eyes were slowly dyed red, and two sharp teeth grew out of the gap in his mouth, intersecting with the sharp claws on his fingertips, shining with a cold light.

"Witcher?"

The bartender looked at John, who had his head buried, but couldn't see clearly what he looked like under his hood.

"As I said, I'm just asking about something... Isn't this private business? I'll give you the money, and you'll tell me something... that's in my ears but not out of my mouth."

"Since you know who I am, you should know how strict our rules are. The elders can kill us with just a thought..."

"so what?"

"You have to pay more."

Bang, bang... another two stacks of money.

Well, we're running out of paper.

"Tobino King, the boss of New York, a blood viscount who is over 300 years old."

"Um...where is he now?"

"For the sake of beauty, this news is included... Tonight is a blood party that has been prepared for a long time. Mr. Jin is already waiting in the VIP room to start... All the famous vampires in New York City are there."

The bartender quickly prepared a glass of bright red wine and placed it in front of John.

"Look, the party is about to start... You're really lucky, man, this is a rare occasion..."

"Ladies and gentlemen... I think we all know what we are all here for today..."

The lights in the entire venue suddenly went out. After a brief period of darkness and commotion, a beam of pale light hit the top of the dance floor. It turned out that there was an independent private room there.

A man wearing traditional and gorgeous aristocratic clothing is standing at the end of the beam. At this moment, he is the focus of the audience.

"We have to admit that the progress of the times has brought great troubles to our lives... We can no longer even eat fresh food anytime and anywhere like before..."

"Oh God...is he a refugee from Africa?"

A woman's voice came from the darkness, but it seemed that she realized that she had told a joke that was not very funny, and the woman had to use a low sneer to cover up her embarrassment.

"But today is different...my children."

"You're lucky to have a parent like me giving you a chance to taste blood... This is an event, kids."

One pair, two pairs, three pairs... countless pairs of blood-red eyes opened in the darkness. They scanned the food around them, not hiding the desire for food in them.

Some people gradually realized that something was wrong, and the crowd began to riot. They wanted to leave here... This place looked like a gathering of cultists who believed in the God of Death.

"Be thankful to me, children...and, freeing you...it is meal time."

"Mr. Wick...it's done." Jose's heavy breathing came from the headset.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Their fighting skills were a bit strong, and they were saved by Miss Mei..."

"Good job, Jose, it's beyond my expectation...ask Melinda to turn on the light...just treat it as a greeting to the owner of this place, let him know that there is still our guest here..."

"what!"

Along with the screams, the red eyes began to flash in the darkness.

"Do something, John!" Tony panicked a little. The dark environment, the spokesman's sickly smile, the blood-red eyes and the shrill screams... these all made him feel extra...frightened.

"Ok?"

The light shining on Tobino began to move, sweeping across the chaotic dance floor below... The vampires who were pouncing on people and preparing to ejaculate raised their heads in confusion and looked at the end point of the movement of the light... the bar counter of the bar.

John stood up slowly and turned around to look at the dance floor that exuded the stench of blood.

"The way you hunt for food is so disgusting..."

With the blessing of the magic spell, John's voice could be heard clearly throughout the entire audience.

"Ahem, listen up, you bastards... I'm here to cause trouble... So, why are you still standing there?"

"It seems that there is an uninvited guest here tonight... Since the guest has already spoken, you can go and have fun with the guest." Tobino said nonchalantly.

He has met many such passionate guys, whether they are on the magic side or on the technology side, and he has dealt with countless fools.

The red-eyed people obediently put down the prey in their hands, separated a few people to guard the door of the bar, and the remaining vampires rushed towards the bar at extremely fast speeds.

Of course... the first to take action was the bartender behind John.

"I thought you were satisfied with the price I just paid..."

John grabbed the bartender's paw with his backhand.

"I'm quite satisfied, but extra money can't be compared with work...can it?"

The bartender roared angrily, and a strong force erupted from his hand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

In the darkness on the side, a deep green light hit the bartender accompanied by a low drink.

In just a moment, he opened his eyes wide and fell softly, making no sound again.

John took off his hood, revealing his young face underneath. His pupils rotated rapidly, eventually turning into two pairs of bright red magatama.

Facing the vampire rushing at the front, he slammed into it!

With a flash of white light, he chopped off the vampire's head... The ice element in the air became active, making the vampires around John shiver.

The ice element attached to the vampire's wound also extremely effectively hinders his self-healing process.

"First…"

The darkness did not affect the vision of both parties. In the eyes of the vampires, the blood of the same race dyed the white robe of the shadow flashing in the crowd red.

One after another, the vampires were beheaded before they even had time to scream, but the bodies that fell to the ground were strangely unable to spurt out blood.

They have never seen such a method of killing...such a bloody and violent method...

"A flash of thunder..."

Lightning suddenly appeared, and as the thunder-attribute chakra in his body stimulated his body, John's slashing speed accelerated again... In the blink of an eye, there were no enemies left standing on the dance floor.

"It was a nice blood party, but it's a pity that they didn't spurt blood...are you right? Dear Mr. Tobino."

All the lights in the bar were turned on, and the headless corpses were piled up into a hill and John stepped on them. There were frightened heads with eyes open around them, and their perfect cut surfaces were covered with white frost.

"Come and check the injuries of the victims, and see if there are any unlucky ones who were hugged for the first time." In the dead silence of the bar, John turned his head and ordered Jose, who had a dull look on his side... Although he knew at the time that John was going to become a Others have killed people, but he never thought it would be such a bloody scene...

"Besides... Come down here for a while, Mr. Tobino... Or do you prefer that I go up?"