Those terrible low moans were like something foreign being stuffed in the throats of these things. There were protrusions on their necks similar to men's Adam's apples, which vibrated with the low moans.
Mike had never seen anything like this before, and he froze in front of him on the spot. When the iron cage was hit, he realized what he was doing, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat from fear.
Even though his hands were stained with a lot of human blood, Mike still couldn't describe his inner feelings. He turned his face and looked at Victor blankly, as if asking: What the hell is this?
Victor's expression had dropped. He knew very well that things like bat-winged demons could not appear again and again in Renekton. The two that attacked him before had disappeared, and now two more were locked up here.
Just, is it such a coincidence?
"Hey! Listen, I can feel that the things inside are very dangerous." Mike swallowed and never lowered the gun. "Have you seen them?"
Victor took a deep breath and began to explain: "Bat-winged demons, you can think of them as vampires."
"Okay..." Mike was speechless.
At this time, there was a commotion outside the house, as if agents from the Prohibition Bureau had broken in, and they demanded that the entire area be searched.
There are many slaves hidden behind the stables, and the Cigar Club will not let these Prohibition Bureau guys ruin their business.
So, the slave trader just now ran back, preparing to get some money to invite these bastards from the Prohibition Bureau away.
When his voice appeared downstairs, the two bat-winged demons in the cage roared in that direction.
Horrified eyes flashed across Mike's eyes, but Victor noticed something strange in them.
The young gang boss seemed to have thought of some strange idea. He turned to Victor and asked in a low voice: "Can these monsters be raised?"
Feeding?
Victor remembered that they had attacked him together with the demon hunters before, so he was not sure.
But the demon hunter is not an ordinary human being. Who knows what methods she uses to control these bat-winged demons.
And based on the experience of humans being slaughtered by bat-winged demons in the past many years, it is probably impossible to raise such bloodthirsty monsters.
Mike seemed to want to confirm whether these bat-winged demons were controlled by the Cigar Club.
So he secretly hid behind the door and observed the slave trader, and found that the slave trader had entered the office next door and was pulling out a locked iron box from under the cabinet.
After the box was opened, the slave trader from the Cigar Club put his hand into the mess of coins and grabbed a handful at random.
Mike sneaked up behind him, suddenly strangled the other person's neck, covered his mouth and nose, and dragged him directly into the room where the bat-winged demon was kept.
Victor closed the door smoothly.
Mike snatched the banknotes that the guy had just collected and stuffed them into his mouth to prevent him from calling anyone. Then he punched and kicked him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
When the bat-winged demons in the cage smelled blood, they all became manic and kept hitting the fence. The iron object was bent and bent by the impact, which looked extremely terrifying.
Mike pulled up the slave trader, whose head was covered with blood, and pushed him to the iron fence.
The slave trader suddenly became extremely panicked and struggled with his hands and feet to escape. The monster in the cage made him extremely frightened.
However, this guy couldn't resist the physically strong Mike, and was finally sent to the mouth of the bat-winged demon, separated from the monster by two iron fences.
The bat-winged demon grabbed him with its slender fingers, then stretched out its tongue and poked it directly into his eyes.
Mike took two steps back and watched the man groaning unable to make a sound, his body constantly shaking, and blood being sucked from the brain into the bat-winged demon's mouthparts.
"I thought of something..." Mike's breathing was rapid and his hair was wet with sweat. "Didn't I just say that we need to create some commotion?"
Victor didn't ask what he wanted to do, because next, the entire auction site would be plunged into panic about the bat-winged demon.
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Agents from the Prohibition Bureau had already broken in, but all the people from the cigar club gathered at the stables and stopped them.
The two sides were at war with each other, both armed with firearms, and refused to give in. The slave owners and intermediaries had no chance to leave early.
The captain of the Prohibition Bureau who received the report did not expect this situation. He thought it was just a group of dock residents holding an illegal party here. Unexpectedly, what he dug up was the venue for a cigar party.
They have dealt with gangsters many times and have their own rules of conduct. When faced with such a difficult situation, the other party will basically give them money to get rid of the problem.
But on the surface, it was impossible for him to order the troops to retreat on their own initiative.
"Why are you moving so slowly? Isn't it okay to just follow the rules?" He cursed the gang members silently in his heart, thinking that as long as the guy just sent the money, he would take them away immediately, and he didn't even want to talk about cigars for a moment.
relationship.
However, he did not wait for the slave trader to send him money, but what he waited for was the screams of the humans inside.
"Run out! The bat-winged demon ran out!"
A black shadow fell from the sky, and in front of more than a hundred people present, it grabbed a slave buyer wearing fur and dragged him to the sky.
People saw the black figure's head moving towards the victim's face, and then the man's face was covered with blood, and a large amount of blood splashed down on the face of a fat lady.
Screams suddenly sounded, and the crowd was immediately in chaos.
Someone shouted from a high place: "Monster! Monster!"
This shout, like a huge bomb, completely defeated the sanity of the people below, and everyone ran away to various places like headless flies.
Two black shadows swooped down from time to time, attacking the unlucky ones who didn't hide in the bunker.
Mike stood by the window, looking at the chaos below with a sneer.
He silently used his secret transmission ability to infect everyone with panic. The two shouts just now were all from him. At this time, his "ordinary" ability to incite was brought into full play, even those with guns in their hands.
The Prohibition Bureau agent and the cigar-wielding thug were now infected by their emotions, throwing away their guns and taking off their shoes and just ran away.
Then, Mike stretched his head back and called Victor to go with him to the back to rescue the imprisoned slaves.
The two of them bypassed the frantically fleeing crowd and arrived outside a stable. When they opened the door, they saw the trembling people huddled in the corner.
The mother and daughter were also there. They all heard the frightened shouts outside and were trembling with fear.
Mike saw the keychain hanging by the door, so he took it off and unlocked the people inside one by one.
Twenty people were imprisoned here, and more were still in other places. Mike thought about rescuing as many as he could, and did not consider anything else.
But when he opened the lock, a male slave who ran to the door first happened to see the bat-winged demon outside the door eating the chest of a certain cigar club member, and was immediately frightened and lost his mind.
Mike rubbed his temples vigorously, conveying his calm mood to them, so that these slaves could stabilize their mentality and not make unnecessary noises to attract the bat-winged demon's attention.
When everyone's shackles were released, Mike and Victor led them to find a back door to leave here.
At this time, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded, and a carriage from outside broke into the auction site.
This car had just arrived and was not affected by Mike's previous abilities, so the people in the car took out their guns and shot at the bat-winged demons in the sky.