Tan Zhaoneng could guess that this number might not be that big, but what he didn't expect was that it didn't even have five digits. The famous vampires together didn't have as many employees as the company run by Cyril. This sounded inexplicably absurd.
The meaning of drama.
Werewolves and vampires are old enemies. According to the state of mutual restraint, the number of werewolves will not be much. Although werewolves can continue to reproduce and there is no racial segregation, as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer pure-blood werewolves.
Hybrid werewolves like Hawkingley can't even control their transformation from human to wolf. It's obvious that the werewolf's power is constantly weakening.
"In that case, why are you so insistent on letting me kill you?"
Armand's voice showed no sadness or joy, perhaps the dead have no emotions in the first place: "I have been dead a long time ago, and my soul has long been extinguished. You can understand this as a 'corpse entrustment'."
Tan Zhao: ...Although he knew this was nonsense, he felt like he couldn't refute it.
System: There's nothing wrong with it. People come to you to physically rescue them. Vampires don't count as people, and the host can use it freely.
"So, as a fee for the commission, I can give you whatever you want, as long as I have it." Armand is obviously a straight-ball player, and he doesn't bother to use conspiracy and tricks for this reason. This is not only cumbersome, but also very unnecessary.
Tan Zhao could feel the solemnity in Armand's words. Therefore, this time he did not reject the other party immediately. Instead, he hesitated for a moment and then said: "I can't give you a clear answer yet. Although I know that the vampires have no souls, but obliteration
Being a thoughtful individual is not an easy thing for me."
Armand took a deep look at Tan Zhao. This look seemed to penetrate Shen Huanying's appearance and see the foreign soul hidden deep in his body.
After leaving Cyril's suburban villa, Tan Zhao's mood could not be said to be very relaxed. Of course, if he had to say he was heavy, that would not be the case at all. After all, he had to refuse, which was a matter of touching his mouth.
System: Hey, I think you have a relapse of soft-heart syndrome, which cannot be cured.
[You didn’t stop me then.]
System: You're not going on a killing spree, with your hands stained with blood. I haven't had time to eat the melon yet, so what are you doing to stop me?
Haha, spicy chicken system.
There was no time to rest all day and night, so Tan Zhao simply drove around the suburbs and waited until nightfall before driving back to Mr. Huo's small villa.
But it is a pity that Huo Jinli is not here. The door is locked tightly and there is no atmosphere of the little ancestor. Tan Zhao had no choice but to send a WeChat message and drove back to his home in Meidu. On the way, he also received a call from the Blues manager
The phone call was about a part-time job during the summer vacation.
Although he now has 25 million, the salary of being a bartender is nothing, but Tan Zhao still accepted the part-time job, but the time was adjusted, and he worked three days a week.
, the time is from 8 to 10 o'clock every night, and it can be flexible according to his time. Plus the considerable hourly salary, it can be said to be very generous.
After hanging up the phone, Tan Zhao glanced at WeChat and saw that Mr. Huo still didn't reply to him, but with Fengli around, nothing would happen.
It was not until noon on the third day that Tan Zhao received a call from Mr. Huo.
"Shen Huanying, can I ask you a question?"
"……You ask."
"What kind of beast is your little ancestor? This is too...ah——"
Tan Zhao pulled the receiver away, and after a while, he spoke to the speaker: "I guess you were beaten just now."
There was a suspicious silence on the other side of the receiver.
Half an hour later, Mr. Huo appeared in front of Tan Zhao's door with Fengli, wearing a peaked cap on his head. Of course, half of his face was slightly swollen. Judging from the traces, there was no doubt that the perpetrator of the crime was the little ancestor.
"Master, I'm hungry!"
Fuck, didn't you say that someone was silent? Tan Zhao looked at Mr. Huo who looked disillusioned, and threw two rays of merit to Fengli. Fengli had the merit, and lay directly on Tan Zhao's shoulder to have a nap.
Tan Zhao returned the car key from the drawer to the other party, and then poured a glass of water over: "Where did you come from?"
Huo Jinli drank the water in one gulp, and then said with a sad look on his face: "Forget it, it's too bad, you said there is such a big difference between pure blood and mixed blood!"
"Then it depends on how you look at it."
"Don't use your level to measure me. I have discovered that you, including your ancestors, really seem to be easy to bully. Who can resist me if I do this? Sometimes I really
I suspect you are the reincarnation of the ancestor of werewolves."
"No, I think my ancestors have been ordinary people for generations." Tan Zhao refilled the water and continued, "Seeing that you complained so much, you were beaten badly?"
Huo Jinli hesitated for a moment before taking off his hat. Tan Zhao took a closer look. These wolf ears...
"Do not laugh!"
Tan Zhao tried his best to endure it, but fortunately he could hold it back: "I haven't asked you yet, how did you turn into a human form?"
Hearing this, Mr. Huo couldn't help but sigh: "After you left that day, my grandfather came to see me from abroad. In fact, he said he came to see me, but he was more worried that my mother and I would be bullied by purebloods, and then
…”
"Then when he saw me like this, he misunderstood that I was beaten into a prototype by a pureblood, and one person challenged three purebloods. If your ancestors hadn't shown their power later, can you imagine the scene? I went to break up the fight, and my phone was smashed on the ground.
I can’t even take it off. Can you believe that I was scared when I turned into a human? It was just a little bit close and the hair on my tail was bald!”
Tan Zhao stopped drinking water, and the uncontrollable smile finally poured out from the trembling water glass, and... it was out of control.
"Laugh, you laugh again!"
"Hug, sorry, I didn't mean to laugh!"
After Tan had laughed enough and wiped away his tears, he said seriously: "Then what's going on with these ears?"
"How do I know? I've been busy taking care of my grandfather these past two days. I finally found some time today, and you're still laughing! Our friendship is pretty plastic."
"You can't say that, right? The main thing is...it's a bit funny."
Mr. Huo's ears were drooped, and his mood was obviously depressed: "You said that I have been unlucky since I bit you, and you are a prophet. I think you are the bearer of the crow's mouth!"
System: Young man, I’m surprised to see your skeleton and your bright eyes!
[Oh, is it so?]
"It seems that there are quite a few of you werewolves who know that I am a prophet." Tan Zhao suddenly became serious.
Huo Jinli took a breath, but did not deny it: "I can't tell it anyway, but it seems that pure-blood werewolves have special abilities to distinguish."
In fact, Tan Zhao doesn't care much about the identity of the prophet. Let's not mention the vampires. The werewolves are actually not that urgent about getting rid of the full moon night, because as Mr. Huo said, the werewolves are like
Girls are used to the transformation of the full moon just like their aunt's cycle. In addition to being difficult to control themselves, this transformation will not cause any damage to the werewolf. On the contrary, it can also discharge the unnecessary energy accumulated in the werewolf's body.
Tan Zhao suddenly discovered something interesting.
The werewolf's flaw is due to excessive energy, while the vampire's is due to the death of the body and the need to absorb energy from the outside world. The Creator must have accidentally taken a nap when creating these two races, otherwise they would have been two races that complemented each other.
, not to mention the inexplicable opposition, in their own eyes, they are either smelly ditches or rotten eggs, which is also absolutely terrible.
"You said that the prophet can bring light to the vampires, but what about the werewolves?"
Mr. Huo hesitated for a moment and then said: "Give the werewolf reason."
"Light and reason, this doesn't sound like a prophet, it sounds more like... God."
If this topic continued to be discussed further, Huo Jinli would become a little restless, so he said: "Anyway, you can take care of it yourself. No one can do anything to you anyway. Your little ancestor was delivered safely. These are what he asked for by name."
Game, I’m leaving!”
“…Hey, I don’t need the car keys!”
"I'll let you drive it. I don't miss this car!"
...This is so embarrassing.
Tan Zhao silently put the car keys back into his pocket. He didn't have light and rationality, these vain things.
**
Speaking of light and rationality, we have to mention another well-known organization - the church.
In the old century, the church was one against two, no less. This iron triangle-like friendship continues to this day. Tan Zhao thought that people in the church didn't care about the so-called prophets, but obviously... people may only react quickly.
It's just slower.
The temperature that day was as high as 40 degrees Celsius. As soon as Tan Zhao walked to the gate of the community with a bunch of popsicles, he was blocked by a guy who wanted to have cross tattoos all over his body.
"What? Protect me?"
"Yes, that's right, Mr. Shen."
"...No need to."
"Okay, Mr. Shen."
Then, Tan Zhao inexplicably gained a little tail that he couldn't shake off. Soon the regular customers of Blues discovered that there was another handsome guy next to Brother Lee!
From the arrogant and noble son, to the flower of the high mountains, to the arrogant little puppy, and now the handsome and sunny model, I want Brother Lee's phone book again! Of course, if Brother Lee is also in it, it will be even more
Bravo.
"Lee, your bartending skills are really becoming more and more professional. Don't you consider attending a bartender conference?"
Tan Zhao smiled and excused himself. It was obvious that he had no intention of competing for the championship.
"That's such a pity. Oh, by the way, Lee, can you make me the wine you made for that handsome guy last time? I think it must be very delicious."
...Tan Zhao couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the regular customers. Just as he skillfully prepared a cup of "Dense Mist" for him, he turned his head and met a pair of astonished eyes.
WTF?!
Li Wei tried his best to wipe his eyes, and finally realized that he had not mistaken the person. Damn it, was this their famous wooden beauty Shen Huanying? Look at this skilled bartending skills, he dared to bet that if he let
The girls on campus discovered that it can definitely "startle a group of gulls and herons"!