Chapter 513： Longing for the taste of blood

Su Bai didn't know how long he had slept, but when he slowly opened his eyes, it was late at night. There was an electronic wall clock in the monk's bedroom, which showed the date.

"I actually slept for two days and two nights..."

Su Bai himself was a little surprised, and he was still wrapped in the bath towel. Obviously, the fat man did not bother to disturb his rest and recovery.

Standing up, Su Bai felt that his weak body and wilting spirit had recovered a lot. Although it was not in its heyday, at least it had just got rid of the weak state in the train station. .

Out of the monk's bedroom, Su Bai saw his bedroom, the little guy was sleeping with auspiciousness, Su Bai did not bother him, but a person came to the living room.

belly,

A little hungry.

Opened the refrigerator, there is a lot of food in the refrigerator, but Su Bai has no appetite. This kind of hunger comes from the desire for blood. Before the blood loss is too much, the feeling that the blood is extracted, for Su Bai It is really a nightmare.

Shaking his head, Su Bai took out a bottle of orange juice, opened it, drank two, and the orange juice was in the mouth, but it was bitter.

Picking up clothes from the clothes hangers in the living room, Su Bai walked out of the house alone.

After sitting on Poussin, who was parked outside the house, Su Bai took out his mobile phone and flipped it over at random. Calculating the time, the broadcast stoppage time should be over, and the story world will start to accept the audience again. Access, the broadcast and the pace of life of the audience will return to normal.

After rubbing his lips, Su Bai took out a pack of cigarettes from the car drawer and split it in half, but found that he was not interested in smoking.

Put your hands on the steering wheel. At this time, Su Bai really misses the taste of blood, even if it is the blood of ordinary people, it is good.

It’s like a person who used to eat Jinyi jade food has been hungry for many days. It is estimated that he can eat a bowl of tea and rice with radish.

Where can I find a suitable blood-sucking object?

Su Bai was not interested in looking for criminals under the night scene in Shanghai, nor was he interested in being a Shanghai Batman. His fingers tapped on the steering wheel gently, and Su Bai’s mouth slowly showed a smile.

It is more difficult to find someone who is killing or robbing. It depends on luck, but it is much simpler to find those who sell white powder.

Su Bai just wants to find a suitable excuse for himself to **** blood in the real world, or to give the broadcast a reason for forgiveness for his behavior.

After driving, about twenty minutes later, Su Bai stopped under a dance hall.

After getting off the bus, Su Bai did not choose to pretend to be an ordinary consumer. He slowly went in and waited for the dealer to ask himself if he wanted something to stimulate. Instead, he climbed up from the outer wall and went up to the third floor.

This dance hall is also famous in Shanghai. The first floor is an ordinary living room buffet restaurant, the first floor is the disco, and the second floor is the drizzle sauna chain, and even a small cinema on the fourth floor. In short, basically the mainstream consumer choices can basically play here.

Su Bai went straight to the third floor. A young man who looked like a foreman sent a guest into the box and just walked out. Su Bai grabbed his hand and pulled it into the empty box next door.

"Oh...hey..."

The foreman was licking his neck, the whole person lifted it up, and his back was attached to the wall. It looked very painful and he struggled.

just,

It seems to have experienced the scene of the Western **** scorpion being swallowed up on the train, and witnessed the scene of the 30 senior audience being slaughtered. Now, Su Bai’s worldview has been basically destroyed. He does not feel the life of the senior audience. What is it, how can you care about the life of an ordinary person?

Whether...you have the most, no matter...you are dead or not.

In the past, Su Bai also paid attention to a sentimental situation. The killing club also specialized in finding those who have died and succumb to kill. Now, more, still care about the attitude of broadcasting.

Like the zombie boy's gameplay, he acts in an extreme style, and the murder also kills the whole family, but because the family has indeed committed a crime, and because the sin of that person has caused the family to be rich, even if the broadcast does not like it, it is only I will close one eye with one eye.

Now Su Bai is more aware of how unreliable it is to control power by personal literacy and morality. In fact, if there is no high-voltage line of broadcasting, even if it is good then, the audience of the Virgin will Gradually become a murderer who regards human life as a mustard. Just like the former Soviet Union, relying on the theoretical study and report learning of party members, relying on the quality of false and empty, and attempting to restrict public rights by the personal moral standards of officials. It proved to be a very stupid and naive fantasy.

People, after all, will change, and the changes in human nature, if not punished, will naturally continue to slide down according to the rules of Murphy's Law.

"Where is the poison sold."

Su Bai is too lazy to talk, and too lazy to be tempted.

"Snapped!"

Su Bai released his hand, but the next foot stepped on the other's foot.

"Hey..."

This foot was immediately cracked.

The other party wanted to yell, but Su Bai once again held his neck and couldn't make any sound.

"Now, you can answer my question."

Su Bai smiled and looked at each other, then slowly released his hand.

..................

"Adult, this is what we specially sent from London."

A man with an oriental face held a box in his hand and delivered it to the Earl of Shahr.

"Oh, China is not there?" Earl of Earl was not very good. He opened the box with a little impatience. There were six syringes inside. He took out a syringe, dropped the protective cap, and pointed the needle. Pierced into his arm and put all the reagents in.

In a few moments, his face showed a sense of relaxation, and the pain before it seemed to ease a lot.

"Reporting adults, what you need is more than ten times the normal person can withstand. Although the Chinese government has always been strict in drug control, this new product still has a certain circulation, just the adults you need. The species is specially made, even in our London, it is not possible to get it directly in the market. It must be re-ordered through the laboratory."

Count Earl nodded and he knew that this was no way.

The man made a wink to the left and right, and the two graceful women immediately came over and prepared to help the Earl of Shahr to massage. These two women were specially trained, whether they were used for drugs or for physical transactions. Relationships are excellent partners;

However, when their hands just touched the body of the Earl of Shahr, the Earl of Shahr immediately changed color and shouted:

"Out,getout!"

The anger of Count Earl made the man very surprised. He immediately rose up respectfully and greeted the two women around him.

"hiss……"

Earl of Shahr bit his teeth. If he can, he really does not want to stay in Shanghai. He wants to go back to the magician of the Guangming Department to heal himself, but there is no way, his injury is too heavy, heavy. It is very difficult to walk freely until now. Instead of taking a certain risk back to the West, it is better to stay here and wait for the upcoming call of the broadcast.

After all, the Western environment is almost the same as the East. There, there is no enemy in the Earl of Shale. If those people know that they are seriously injured, they will not let go of this opportunity to beat the dog, and this time the injury is comparable to the last time. Being beaten by the Eastern vampire is much more serious, not even comparable.

"boom!"

The man who just went out opened the door and ran in. His face was horrified. Behind him, a woman with a dry body was thrown to the ground by a shadow. The female corpse still had a gun in her hand, but she did not The opportunity to pull the trigger is absorbed by the blood.

Earl of Earl's brow wrinkled.

"Adult, save me... adults... save me..."

The man squatted in front of the Earl of Shahr and prayed for help from the Earl of Shahr.

"I am a little thirsty."

There was a deep voice in the shadow.

"Helpyourself." (You are free)

Earl of Shahr just stunned and took another needle from the box and couldn't wait to pierce his skin and inject these high-concentration poisons into his body.

The oriental man who had just brought poison and goods to the Earl of Shale was directly caught by the shadows. Two gloomy fangs appeared in the shadow, and they pierced his neck unceremoniously.

Then,

It’s “smack... whisper...” the clear and audible bloodsucking sound,

Very vivid,

Also very three-dimensional.

The Earl of Shale threw the needle aside, took a deep breath, and spit it out.

"An angel has fallen to the need to rely on these things."

The shadow gradually dimmed, revealing the shape of Su Bai.

Count Earl of Shah looked at Su Bai, smiled, then picked up his sleeves with his hands and slowly picked up his pants.

On his arms, the pits and squats are all small holes. These small holes are enough for the intensive phobia to faint at the glance. At the same time, his legs are not eaten like a bone. , revealed it.

"These are just physical wounds."

Earl of Shahr bit his teeth and pointed to his head.

"The pain of the soul being torn is the most unbearable."

After that, Count Earl reached out and pointed forward. "There are red wines I brought from London, are you interested in trying?"

"Good." Su Bai is really welcome.