kiss the night

Yanzhao has never felt that women can be such difficult objects when he grows up. He is not a child who doesn't understand anything. Even if he is slow to respond to this kind of thing, Yanzhao can still distinguish the middle-aged woman in front of him. Meaning——she thought she was a kid wandering around in the slums to earn tuition fees, and was planning to see if there was a chance to spend a lonely night with her young body.

Yan Zhao opened the distance between the two of them, and said, "Ma'am, you have found the wrong person."

But the woman followed his resisting hand and clung to Yan Zhao's hand with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish.

"Don't be so shy, I think, since you have come to this kind of place, you must have plans in your heart." Then she took off the mask, revealing her original face, with a disdainful smile on her lips, "Appropriate refusal is fine. It makes people very interested, but it’s too much, tell me, how much money can buy you for one night.”

Yanzhao was out of anger at this time. Although Si Qi is not a good person, under the protection of the Si family, he has never encountered such a ridiculous thing, and he hardly knows how to react for a while. That's good.

Just when he was having trouble getting out, a man appeared next to the two of them in time.

"Ma'am, I think you have misunderstood the person. This is the guest our boss invited today." The strange man with curly reddish-brown hair walked up to Yan Zhao's side, and owed the woman in front of him bow body.

Yan Zhao naturally knew that any boss was talking nonsense, and of course he knew that the other party's remarks were to save him from a siege, so Yan Zhao stood by the side without saying a word, but looked at the visitor with a little doubt—I don't know why, Yan Zhao always felt that this man looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

"Oh, it turned out to be Matt." The woman recognized the person in front of her. She stretched out a hand and covered her lips with a smile. The posture of the whole person seemed much more decent than before. He turned to Yan Zhao , "You are a guest invited by Mr. Royce, why didn't you say it earlier, it seems that I am frivolous to make such a fuss." Her tone was half complaining, half joking, and she was very good at finding steps .

Yan Zhao couldn't care less, at least he waved his hand and said, "I misunderstood, ma'am."

"Then, I won't bother you." The woman turned to leave, put one hand on Matt's shoulder, and raised her eyebrows, "Say hello to your brother for me."

"of course."

Yan Zhao watched the woman walk into the lively dance floor again, and turned his gaze to the man in front of him: "Thank you, sir."

"It's easy." The man's eyes fell on Yan Zhao's face, and he slowly stretched out his hand, "Matt, Matt Royce." After he finished speaking, he didn't seem to wait for Yan Zhao to introduce himself I mean, turn around and leave.

Yan Zhao stared at his back, and suddenly realized that the man was wearing a tightly wrapped black suit, which was very inconsistent with the atmosphere of the whole bar, and the reddish-brown curly hair always gave him a sense of deja vu...

Before Yan Zhao could think, suddenly, there was a loud noise from behind him!

Yan Zhao turned around, and when he saw the sudden fire, his eyes widened in shock, everything seemed to be in slow motion, when the music stopped, the crowd started to commotion, someone asked what happened ... Just when all this slow motion started to play, the second loud noise hit again, and it was even more terrifying than the first one!Because the red fire light was too dazzling, it turned into a dazzling white when put into the naked eye. The flame was like a huge mouth that devoured everything, swallowing those few people who were close to it.

The people around screamed, no one still has the mind to be greedy for money at this time, they swarmed towards the door, the fire burned within a few seconds and spread rapidly, making this crowded crowd The noisy bar instantly turned into a purgatory on earth.

Yan Zhao's eyes widened, and he saw that the woman he had just chatted with was knocked to the ground, and soon the fabric on her body was covered with sparks, she rolled on the ground, but the flames engulfed her, leaving only the painful Face.

Yan Zhao was terrified. Even though he didn't like that woman, he never thought that his life would dissipate so quickly. He couldn't hold back, and followed the flow of people like rushing out the door.

When he breathed the first breath of outside air with difficulty in the crowd, Yan Zhao thought he was saved. However, the trajectory of the development of the matter was simply beyond anyone's imagination—in the chaos, a man appeared out of nowhere. A man... a man, maybe he is a man.

The man's face was covered with blood, his hair was burnt black, and his skin was as black as coal. The clothes on his arms had been licked by the flames, revealing his bloody forearm. The man who was waiting for help on the stretcher made an abnormal laugh.

"It's a gun! He has a gun!"

Someone in the crowd screamed.

All the people who came out of the bar were crowded at a narrow doorway, and the more they tried to get out, the more they were blocked, and soon there were gunshots.

Yan Zhao watched the man in front of him fall in a pool of blood, but the strange man did not stop there. He let out a strange cry, and rushed towards Yan Zhao with the same hands and feet. Yan Zhao fell to the ground, brain It was blank, he watched the man kneel down on the ground, and started to lick the blood on the ground with his tongue, and then, as if it was not enough, he grabbed the corpse that had fallen under the bullet, and gnawed on the man on the artery.

Blood, blood everywhere.

Yan Zhao was already terrified by the scene in front of him, and when he realized that he wanted to stand up and continue running outside, the weird man had already shifted his gaze to him.

Under the man's disheveled and scorched black hair, a pair of red eyes stared at Yan Zhao like a beast. There seemed to be a flash of fear in his eyes, but he was soon swallowed by madness again. He repeated "thirsty", "I'mtoothirsty" and the like over and over again, and rushed towards Yan Zhao.

Seeing that the man was about to touch Yan Zhao, suddenly, a black shadow descended from the sky, followed by a flash of cold light, Yan Zhao wasn't sure if he saw clearly, the figure seemed to be holding a silver dagger in his hand, he didn't care Relentlessly inserted the dagger into the heart of the intruder.

"what!!!"

The man made a shrill cry, not so much a human voice, but more like a dying beast. His face was in pain, but he was not killed by the knife. He was still struggling, but everything was in vain .Everyone, including Yan Zhao, looked at what happened in front of them and couldn't believe it. The crowd turned from excessive noise to silence, but this silence was more frightening than the screams.

"Where are the police!" someone cried to break the silence.

Only then did the crowd move again, running away in all directions, Yan Zhao also restrained the urge to vomit and ran out, but just as he opened his legs, someone grabbed his arm again.

It was the man in the black cloak.

Yan Zhao instinctively felt scared, and he stammered to explain: "I, I really don't know anything, really." He knew that the lines read from his own mouth were cowardly, but he knew very well that the relationship between himself and the other party was not clear. The disparity in power is so great that even struggling is futile.

The black figure pulled Yan Zhao's arm, and instantly soared into the air!

To be more precise, it was not flying, but a kind of athletic ability beyond the reach of human beings. Yan Zhao was dragged into a nearby alley by him. There was commotion outside the alley again.

Yan Zhao wanted to take this opportunity to run out, but the alley was too narrow, and the man in black in front of him blocked all his way.

"You..." Yan Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to say something more.

The person in front of him tore off his cloak, and a familiar face of Yan Zhao appeared in front of him.

"Gilbert!" He couldn't help exclaiming, "Why, why is it you!"

The serious man who had been following Laurentine, even faced with the current situation, still had no superfluous expression on his face. He whispered, "I'm offended."

Later, Yan Zhao only saw him take a step forward, covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and a strange, sweet smell made him lose consciousness within a few seconds.

The fire is still spreading. This is a man-made fire. The fire started in a bar in a slum with a small and extremely dense space. Apart from the fuel used in common building fires, there is also a lot of unknown gasoline, which makes the air The pungent smell and heavy smoke intensified.

The captain of the fire brigade who rushed to the scene couldn't help blurting out a swear word: "Damn it, what the hell is going on with this fire!"

"Captain! Ask for support. We can't let the fire spread any longer. There are too many buildings around." An intermittent voice came from the walkie-talkie.

The captain of the fire brigade frowned and desperately called for rescue.

And when all this was happening, no one realized that there were two figures walking out from behind the underground bar calmly, against the firelight, those two slender figures seemed to be reborn from the ashes...

Only miracles can be reborn from the ashes...or demons.

"Matt, you saw him today, right?" The young man with earrings smiled wantonly, "He's very cute, and I'm still willing to take him with me despite his status as a vampire, why don't you What do you think?"

"If it wasn't for his status as a vampire, you might not have noticed him." Matt's voice was calm.

Quentin laughed, and he reached out and patted his brother on the shoulder: "You really know me, dear brother."