Yan Bei plugged in his headphones.

I took Wen Liang to North Street.

Yu Ting's mission is to catch the gold-loving beast that steals things.

Apart from running fast, the gold-loving beast basically poses no threat.

"Senior, be careful around you."

This is a big task.

It's a big task for at least one group.

Arrest the Western vampire hiding in the imperial capital.

At a small scale, this is smuggling, but at a larger scale, it rises to a national security issue.

Who knows if this vampire has harmed ordinary humans.

With what purpose.

It's all unknown.

Yan Bei took out a bracelet.

"This is?"

"The locator is the latest developed by the research department of the management office. Enter the human cultivator or demon cultivator you want to query, and it will be automatically located."

In other words, if you enter the keyword vampire, the surrounding vampires will be located.

"Of course, this instrument is still in the internal testing stage."

An instrument was developed but was not officially put into production and use.

Wen Liang nodded and smiled: "In front."

There was no display on the instrument yet, but Wen Liang had already given the general location.

This may be the distance between the big demon and technology.

Human beings want to catch up and use the advantages of technology to make up for the short life span.

In the bar.

"Why are vampires in a place like this?"

Wen Liang is puzzled.

He has seen Eastern species, Eastern vampires.

Have the ability to embrace for the first time.

As long as they want, they can turn all species weaker than themselves into vampires.

But they didn't because they were lazy.

Too lazy to die.

They obviously won't be hungry when they are full, but they are too lazy to suck blood.

The dignity and laziness engraved in my bones.

They all have it.

He has also seen Western species.

The ability of Western vampires to first embrace is much weaker than that of Eastern species, and they can only turn some weaker humans into vampires.

But they are more aggressive and bloodthirsty.

He could feel that the Western species in the bar was not very powerful.

He can win.

But he didn't understand why the first nine generations of Westerners were here.

Western species have clear hierarchical planning.

The most powerful are the first generation vampires, the first generation of Western species.

Followed by the second generation, third generation...

After the first nine generations, there are transformed vampires with mottled blood, and their initial abilities have almost disappeared.

In the inferior Western species, the ability to first embrace has completely disappeared.

"This is the first nine generations of vampires. If the information is correct, this is the seventh generation vampire, two thousand years old."

"Um."

Wen Liang was not surprised that Yan Bei knew about the first nine generations.

The inheritance of the Dragon Clan has always been the most mysterious among all ethnic groups. No one knows how many years of stories have been recorded.

"The attack capability of the seventh generation is less than one-tenth of that of the first generation."

"This is probably a drawback. The first generation is not afraid of the sun, silverware, garlic, coriander and onions. The seventh generation will become irritable and restless if it stays in the sun for a long time. The skin will start to ulcerate and the gums will bleed for a longer time."

Wen Liang paused for a moment: "The more mottled the Western bloodline, the weaker the ability to withstand irritating things."

"For example, the tenth generation after the first nine generations have begun to be extremely afraid of the sun. The more mottled the blood, the more afraid they are."

Yan Bei listened very carefully.

"What about the inferior Western species?"

"As long as the lowest-level Western species stand in the sun, their exposed skin will begin to blacken and fester, and over time they will disappear into ashes. They can only hide in the night, rely on sucking blood for a living, and their blood teeth are much worse than those of the first nine.

Generations are more vulnerable.”

"Afraid of both cold and heat. Don't touch onions, coriander, garlic, etc., otherwise the bloody teeth will lose their function."

"They are far worse than the first generation. The first generation could stand in the sun and knead garlic."

Yan Bei was silent.

Sure enough, it's far from it.

If the seventh generation in the bar wants to come out, they must wrap themselves up tightly. After all, they cannot be as fearless as the first generation.

As long as the skin of the seven generations in the bar is exposed to the sun for too long, it will ulcerate.

"Waiting here?"

"Wait."

Wen Liang narrowed his fox eyes and said, "There is a fried chicken restaurant opposite."

"Let's go, I'll take you to buy it."

Yan Bei clasped Wen Liang's wrist and walked across the sidewalk.

Yan Bei was half a head taller than Wen Liang, so he grabbed Wen Liang and went straight to the fried chicken restaurant.

Wen Liang curled her lips happily.

I ordered a chicken steak and a large portion of French fries.

"You don't want to eat?"

"Don't eat." Yan Bei shook his head.

He was wearing a windbreaker and sitting upright.

Wen Liang sat on the chair, finished eating French fries and chicken steak, and finally ordered a Coke.

Yan Bei straightened his windbreaker.

There was still a cigarette left in the trench coat pocket.

Yan Bei told Wen Liang to go to the smoking booth next to him and light up the cigarette, and then planned to put out the cigarette when it was about to burn out.

His hand paused for a moment, and finally he stepped on the sole of his foot and crushed it.

"You went to smoke?" Wen Liang sniffed: "You smell like smoke all over."

"I lit one, but didn't smoke."

Wen Liang said "hmm".

I don’t know if I believe it or not.

Yan Bei smiled: "I really didn't smoke."

Wen Liang squeezed the plastic cup containing Coke and took a sip, ignoring Yan Bei.

Wenliang has good hearing.

"Let's go to the bar."

"The Seventh Generation is taking action?"

"Um."
To be continued...