Chapter 666

In fact, the blood clan, mutants, human beings, basically bad ruffians have similar habits. People who live in the dark always like to hide in the dark.

Su Ming knows where to find blood eater vampires.

The corpse that Quincy had given Richards must have been a blood eater, because there were two vampire vegetarians in the Dracula Hunter team, so they couldn't fight the vegetarians, or the hearts would be broken.

The short haired Prince arukado is a force guarantee, and Hannibal king is a think tank. Without them, the team will be at least half destroyed.

Dr. Richards is not Howard. Now he is just a young researcher. He is not married, has no family, has no hobbies, and lives alone in Philadelphia.

In addition to the SSR protection of his agents, only a cat company, Quincy is expected to take a fancy to him.

Living alone, nervous and low EQ, this is the standard victim template of suspense novels.

And a corpse want to transport up very inconvenient, especially the blood of the body, the sun will fail.

They were so poor that they had only one old beetle, and there was no place for their bodies.

Then this blood clan must be the big city quency found in Philadelphia, only 70 miles away from the Caspian camp, which is calculated.

A city with enough population density to support the survival of blood race.

If someone is missing in a small town with only a few hundred people, it will soon be revealed.

But in a city of millions of people, if there is no body, the police will not file a case.

So suming just needs to copy this step and go around the darkest and most chaotic places in Philadelphia to find the vampire.

He and Palem ate half of the supper alone. To be honest, it was not delicious at all, but the major once ate most of it without changing his face as if he had no sense of taste.

After that, the three men arrived in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, through the Murdoch portal.

Different from New York, the buildings here are more charming and full of historical details. There are two big rivers passing through the city, as if you can hear the sound of running water.

As the former capital of the United States, Philadelphia, like all other cities, is full of chaos on the streets of the slums all night long. The garbage cans in the alleys are always rattled by tramps. Under the street lamps, a few poorly dressed women are stamping their feet to keep warm.

Night wind blowing, the roadside mouse saw the sudden appearance of the three people were scared, squeak into the sewer to escape.

"Well, Philadelphia is also called" the city of friendship. "But the atmosphere here is a bit gloomy. Mordo, there is a tramp by the dustbin. Go and ask."

Su Ming had no armor at this time, and his black suit looked even darker in the night.

"What should I ask?" Murdo bowed slightly.

"I'll teach you all this? What have you learned before? " Su Ming raised his head and sighed with concern for the country and the people. The Wanyue branded a shadow in his pupil: "forget it, I'll come by myself, watch and learn well!"

Su Ming takes some change from his pocket and walks to the vagrant in the lane.

Mordo glanced at Palem sheepishly, while the restored ghost Knight shrugged at him and held his horse firmly.

All tramps are the same. They smell like death attendants. This alley is the back door of several restaurants. After closing in the evening, tramps will come here to look for food.

Some leftovers, or kitchen waste.

When Su Ming came near, the tramp, whose beard and hair were glued together, found half a rotten apple from the dustbin. If he got it, he put it into his mouth.

The low temperature in winter makes the apple like a stone. He can only melt it slowly with saliva, but it also makes him shiver constantly.

Before shaking for a few seconds, the voice behind him suddenly let him out of his mind.

"Turn around."

"Cough... Cough!"

The wandering old man got stuck in the frozen apple, and his face turned red with the naked eye.

Su Ming claps it out with one hand. By patting the upper abdomen, he causes the reverse peristalsis of the esophagus and respiratory tract, and spits out the foreign body in the mouth.

The man was relieved, but the tramp looked desperate, because the half rotten fruit fell into the entrance of the sewer by the road, and a pair of small eyes of thieves flashed behind the iron fence.

"My... Apple."

Su Ming directly flashed out the 5-dollar bill, and kept rubbing his fingers with the other hand to attract the old man's eyes to the note: "I ask a few questions, if the answer is satisfactory, there are another five dollars."

The tramp rubbed his red nose and put it on his greasy clothes: "of course, kind sir, please."

His eyes were just staring at the money, as if he didn't realize what was going on outside. It was as if he had been hanged.

"Are you familiar with this area?"

"Yes, I'm here every day. I sleep there." The old man pointed to the end of the alley, where there is a pile of paper shell nest: "this is an Italian restaurant, every time waste a lot of things, good things.""Good. Do you know where the most chaotic and dirty bar is? Or other places of entertainment. "

"Look at your clothes, sir. Tut Tut, you should go to the best place instead of looking for an old prostitute who is old enough to be your grandmother. Haha..." the tramp grinned with his ragged black teeth.

The worst place? Rich people really know how to play. Is it a little girl who is tired of playing and wants to find stimulation?

"Answer the question."

Su Ming, with no expression, lights the bill to light a cigarette. Then, in the desperate eyes of the tramp, he takes out a new five dollar bill.

The tramp sniffed his nose and gasped violently. His eyes were red as if he were ill: "don't burn it, sir. Go straight out of town along this street. Down the river, there's a bar on the side of the old dock. It's not big, but there's everything. Bad wine, opium, guns, bitches, and a lot of crazy people."

"What kind of madman?" Su Ming patted the money in his hand and took out a bill.

The old man scratched his hair with a smile and carefully hid the dollar: "I can't tell you. Hooligans, drug addicts, murderers and bankrupt stockbrokers are all there. No matter what kind of person you want to look for, you can find it by asking the bartender."

Su Ming handed him the bill and drew out another one: "what if I want to find a vampire?"

"Ah! "I see..." the tramp showed an understanding look, and his face turned pale with an abnormal flush. But he sighed again and turned grey: "Sir, you must have heard the rumor, the heaven under the ground."

As soon as the money rings, Su Ming waits for his answer. The old man doesn't let him wait for a long time. He points to another direction immediately.

"Go up the river and you'll see a vampire brothel right on the Bank of the river. It's said that as long as you sleep with the girls there, you'll never be happy playing with other bitches."

Granny, you can turn around and laugh at them

The old man took the money and hid it in his hat. Looking at Su Ming's back, he called out, "have a good time, good sir."

Of course, Su Ming will be happy, but if the vampires are not happy, they can't say well www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!