Wang Jin has not seen the chaos mentioned by Lao Zhao for the time being.
But he saw the fun.
There are many foreigners near the company. They are pale and light-haired, and they are incompatible with this land.
Even so, they are still trying hard to hide themselves, wearing black hoods and squirming in the corner in darkness...
The result is more noticeable.
In just two minutes, all these suspicious foreigners were held down by plainclothes security guards, strangled by the neck and dragged away.
As a businessman has a big business, he naturally has a department responsible for diplomatic security, such as this group of plainclothes brothers.
Thanks to them, Lao Zhao can watch the gate safely here, while Wang Jin can squat on the side and join in the fun.
"What's going on with these foreigners? Are they vampires?"
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Wang Jin touched his chin and joked casually.
As a result, Zhao Guangming looked at him in surprise and nodded in response.
"They are vampires."
"...?"
Wang Jin frowned and stared at Zhao Guangming. He found that the old man had no intention of joking at all.
"Nothing surprising about this."
Lao Zhao curled his lips and turned his head.
"Ghost stories don't respect national boundaries. You're a veteran too, so you should know about this kind of thing."
"No, that's not what surprised me. I also fought against werewolf hybrids at the annual meeting."
Wang Jin shook his head.
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Weird stories are born from people's consciousness, and consciousness is affected by information. In today's era, information no longer has national boundaries.
In a place as tolerant as China, you can almost see weird stories from all over the world.
In some ghost story scenes of sufficient scale, many faces from foreign countries can also be seen.
Old Pete's Amusement Park has begun to have this meaning.
Wang Jin has encountered similar situations in recent years, and a few vampires are not enough to surprise him.
What really made Wang Jin feel something was wrong was that these vampires were very different.
The aura of ghost talk was very light, so light that Wang Jin couldn't tell it at first glance.
In addition, they are completely different from the elegant and old-fashioned appearance of normal vampires.
Instead, it's more like...a group of human otakus.
"Were they hit by something?"
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"Ah, you said this."
Lao Zhao held a lollipop in his mouth and lit a cigarette.
"I've been eating duck blood and vermicelli soup for decades, so I'm probably malnourished."
"Vampires are also group monsters. There are not many of them, but they are looked down upon by others of their own kind, and eventually they are scattered all over the world."
"This group is not very lucky. They came to a place like China with a mature ghost story system, and they have always been under the spotlight."
Zhao Guangming scratched his head.
"They are different from the Immortal Family. They cannot control the house or ward off evil spirits. They are very unpopular."
"I guess they want to hold a demonstration today, well...don't tell me, they are quite lucky."
This group of foreigners seemed to remind Zhao Guangming of something. He looked at the backs of the vampires being led away and felt a sigh of relief.
"I'll bet a pack of cigarettes that these vampires won't be mistreated, and they might even be served good food and drinks."
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"The current situation is different. The command bureau will try to exchange information with other countries. These guys are a good starting point."
"What about the company and the research institute?"
Wang Jin is serious
consult.
He found that he had been focusing on fighting and killing, and his understanding of the world of ghost stories was completely inferior to that of Zhao Guangming, a veteran.
"The company also has branches in other countries, but its status is not as high as here... It's like the KFC of the ghost story world? It's available in larger places."
Lao Zhao's metaphors have always been very down-to-earth and impressive.
"The institute itself is responsible for conducting some diplomatic activities on behalf of the governing bureau. I heard that they use muscles to communicate with foreigners."
"That's what Leonard's real father is like. He doesn't speak the same language as Han Dong, but he still dares to throw his son over."
At the mention of these inconspicuous people, Lao Zhao couldn't help but rub his temples.
"It's...interesting."
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Imagining two strong men discussing martial arts, Wang Jin's mouth twitched and he was silent for a long time before reluctantly answering.
"Do you understand?"
Lao Zhao turned around and asked in a confused manner.
"Yes, I understand."
Wang Jin nodded.
"No, you don't understand."
Lao Zhao looked at Wang Jin with a playful expression.
"Why do you think I know Leonard, his biological father?"
"The company's facade cannot be spared, boy."
"When you have time, learn foreign languages. The more you learn, the better."
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"No time to pick and choose."
Old Zhao frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to loosen his tie, and pulled out the knife stuck in the wall.
His whole body began to fall downwards, like a swooping crow.
"Um."
Wang Jin nodded, and eighteen black shadows flew out from under his feet and joined him into the crowd.
In some matters, Lao Zhao and Wang Jin's methods of handling are highly similar.
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