Her brother pulled her through the streets quickly. Occasionally she saw the locals around her, and they all had a special kind of chill around them. Sometimes just a stare could make people shudder.
Murong Yeying and Xiaoxiao walked quickly and finally stopped in front of a bar.
"Bar? Brother, why are you taking me to this place? I don't know how to drink." She looked at her brother with a puzzled look on her face.
Murong Yeying smiled slightly and pulled her in.
As soon as she stepped into the bar, Xiaoxiao shivered. If her brother hadn't held her hand, she would have hugged herself with her hands to keep herself warm. She took a deep breath. The air in the bar was very turbid and had a strong smell.
There was a strong smell of alcohol and other weird smells. Xiaoxiao noticed that all the decorations here were gray. It was already feeling cold outside, but unexpectedly it felt even colder and darker here.
Looking at it, there are not many people in the bar, probably no more than twenty or thirty people at a glance. Although the air here is turbid, the strange thing is that it is not as noisy as an ordinary bar. There is no heavy metal music, and
There were very few people talking. Those guests sat quietly, occasionally chatting in low voices, and no one spoke loudly.
The arrival of Murong Yeying and Xiaoxiao attracted a lot of attention, but most of them just glanced at them and passed by them.
Murong Yeying found a seat in the corner and sat down with Xiaoxiao.
A person who looked like a waiter came over. His face looked extremely cold: "What do you want?" But his eyes lingered on Xiaoxiao's body for a moment.
"A glass of rose."
The waiter's expression changed slightly, "Are you sure?"
After a while, a cup of dark red liquid was brought up. It exuded a strong fishy smell, as pungent and unpleasant as blood. When the thing was brought in front of you, the smell became even more intoxicating.
It's unbearable.
Xiaoxiao frowned, but Murong Yeying calmly picked up the cup and handed it to Xiaoxiao: "Drink it."
She hesitated for a moment, then slowly picked up the wine glass, "Brother, isn't this blood?" She stared at the red liquid. After being a killer for so many years, she was already too familiar with the taste of blood. As soon as she saw the sticky liquid,
It is almost certain that this thing is definitely blood.
"Drink it." Murong Yeying's eyes darkened.
Xiaoxiao knew that if she resisted again, her brother would be angry.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes sharply, opened her mouth wide, pinched her nose, and put the quilt next to her mouth.
It doesn't matter, it's just blood. Just treat it as a drink and it should be fine. Xiaoxiao comforted herself and poured the thing into her mouth in one gulp.
The thing was a bit salty and sour, and as it reached her throat, the feeling became stronger and stronger. When she swallowed it in one gulp, her entire mouth was filled with the taste of blood.
Just after drinking the glass of blood, when Xiaoxiao loosened her pinched nose, her whole head felt like she was about to faint from blood. The smell was really unpleasant. The next second, her face turned pale and her cheeks bulged.
He couldn't help but turn his head and vomited next to him.
In the end... I still couldn't stand this disgusting thing.
When Mu Xiaoxiao made this move, the calm in the entire bar seemed to be broken by her, and laughter broke out instantly.
"Where did this little beauty come from? She must have come to the wrong place. Go home quickly!"
"I can't bear a cup of blood. Ha...it's really ridiculous."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, why don't you let me teach you."
All kinds of sarcastic sounds slowly spread in the bar, and the guests all focused their attention on Xiaoxiao. There were even a few men with a hint of filth in their eyes, and it was clear what they were thinking at this time.
Xiaoxiao covered her mouth. She even vomited out bile. She was still thinking about the voices of those people in her ears. She raised her head and happened to bump into a man walking towards her from the opposite table.
"Girl, I see that since you have come to this place, why not play with me, and then I will let you see what the City of Death is. I will definitely make you feel happy." The man said
Xiaoxiao managed to straighten her abdomen, and saw that a tent had been set up under her pants.
There were constant jeers all around.
"Kill him." A cold voice sounded next to her ears. Xiaoxiao immediately turned her head. It was her brother who said it. At this time, there was a dark cloud on her face, as if she was trying not to do anything.
The mocking voices slowly stopped after Murong Yeying said those words, and everyone looked at him.
"Brother..." Xiaoxiao looked at her brother with some hesitation.
Murong Yeying said in a low voice: "Hurry up, don't forget what you promised me back then. If you want to become stronger, just do as I say! Kill him!" I saw Murong Yeying's face getting heavier and heavier,
He seemed to be able to suppress his anger and the anger that was about to explode. If his sister didn't take action, he was afraid that he would lose his patience and steal his sister's prey.
"Kill me? I'll kill you first!" The man in front of him suddenly pulled out a pistol from his body.
"Do it!" Murong Yeying shouted.
Xiaoxiao's hand immediately touched the cowhide bag on her thigh. She sighed lightly with her fingers and pulled out the short knife from it. At that moment, her eyes became cold. Her brother exuded murderous aura around her, and she was surrounded by his murderous aura.
, a short sword stroke, when the man fired!
brush!
The knife struck down.
There was a click, and the pistol in the man's hand was cut off by Mu Xiaoxiao's short knife!
You know, pistols are made of steel, but they were cut off by a knife.
All the guests present were surprised. Of course, they didn't know that it was because the short knife in Xiaoxiao's hand weighed more than a hundred kilograms, so when faced with weapons made of ordinary materials, it would be like throwing an egg at a stone in front of her heavy knife.
The gun was cut in half, and the man in front of him panicked, and Xiaoxiao stabbed him fiercely!
Her body rushed in front of the man. She pushed the man's body with overwhelming weight and suddenly pulled out the dagger.
This tall man had been paralyzed to the ground. The blood flowing from his chest was far more serious than those injured by ordinary swords.
When Xiaoxiao put away the knife, Murong Yeying stood up suddenly. He walked up to his sister, lifted her wrist, and easily took the heavy knife from her hand.
Murong Yeying was seen dodging at an extremely fast speed, and Xiaoxiao only saw a murderous aura. Blood splashed everywhere, and in just an instant, those who had just laughed at her were already dead.
He narrowed his eyes coldly, withdrew the murderous aura from his body, and threw the knife towards Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao quickly reached out to catch it. Hmm... it would be a bit stressful to drop such a heavy thing.