Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 931
The light in the cell was adjusted to a very low level—however, for a vampire who hates sunlight, it is obvious that he will not feel refreshed at this moment.

Because it is daytime outside.

The biological clock that is completely different from that of human beings makes the vampire Gloria feel very tired...and hungry.

She even felt the cold—this was because the vampire's ability was sealed away, even if she drank blood, the special organs that couldn't work couldn't transform the drank blood into the physical strength that vampires needed.

Or, even if it can be converted, it is a very inefficient conversion.

Some people are like addicts, sinking into the poison called 'blood', the body can't resist the dependence on 'blood'-this should lead to madness... But looking at Gloria's current situation, her Consciousness is lucid.

It is precisely because her consciousness is clear that she feels even more uncomfortable - the 'food' given by the man in front of her.

Song Haoran would come here once a day, and after asking some questions, he would cut his own palm and leave some 'food' for Gloria.

He would even come over later with a pen and paper to jot down some important things Gloria had said.

"In this way, even if vampires are immortal, food is still the factor restricting their development." Song Haoran twirled the ballpoint pen with his finger, "Where is the farm of the Thirteen Clans... I mean, the pure blood human various places of residence."

This is already a matter involving important secrets of the Thirteen Clans... Gloria gritted her teeth at this time, while resisting the pain caused by hunger, she hesitated whether to tell the truth or not—because, for a while, she Under this man's inquiry, too many things that should not be known to ordinary people have been exposed.

Strictly speaking, Gloria has already committed the crime of betraying the race—to make matters worse, she herself belongs to the supervisory agency of the Thirteen Clans, which is tantamount to adding to the crime.

At this moment, Gloria curled up at the corner of the window and the wall, hugged her body, looked pale, and trembled a few times.The fangs used by vampires to suck blood had been exposed long ago, "I... I don't know... This is a secret, no... It's not something that I can know at my level."

"You really don't know?" Song Haoran suddenly smiled evilly, then took the remote control placed beside him, and pressed one of the buttons.

At this moment, a window on one side of the cell room was suddenly slowly opened, and the reddish light of the rising sun shot in instantly—under the light, one could see the scene of dust dancing in the air.

With the degree of opening of the window, the light gradually began to spread in front of Gloria.She suddenly shivered and shrank herself even more compactly.

When the sun spread to her feet on the bed, Gloria even tightened her toes in horror, and her pink toenails shone with a crystal light due to the presence of the sun.

"I only know one, it's my family's captive place, I don't know anything else!" After all, Gloria was still afraid of direct sunlight.

Song Haoran smiled, and pressed the stop button casually, and the spread of the sun instantly stopped in front of Goliath's toes—but the window was not closed, and the golden light was still in front of Goliath.

Her whole body was still contracted in horror, and the feeling of tension not only did not subside, but became more and more intense.

"Where?"

"Morocco." Gloria's voice trembled.

Song Haoran said indifferently: "Be more specific."

"Tangier... After sailing east from Tangier, about half a day later, there is a small island..."

After Song Haoran wrote down this casually, he took a look at Gloria's appearance at this time, and then closed the window.

As the sun faded, Gloria's tense expression finally relaxed slightly.

Song Haoran suddenly said at this moment: "I won't come back for a few days, and then I will come again. Then I will leave for a while... But don't worry, I will have your three meals a day delivered to you."

Gloria still looked at Song Haoran in fear... Vampires are afraid of a human being, and it seems ridiculous to say it—but this man has such abilities.

After speaking, Song Haoran took out a small dagger, then held the blade in his palm, and pulled it out lightly.There was a glass cup under his clenched fist.

The bright red blood formed a line, gradually filling the cup.

Gloria's lips couldn't help but open.

The cup was filled up quickly, Song Haoran stood up, pressed his wrist, and said with a smile: "This is your breakfast... oh, no, it should be supper for you, okay Enjoy."

He is about to leave.

It's just that he hasn't completely left yet, Gloria has given up letting her reason suppress her instincts, directly climbed out of bed, rushed to the cup, and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

Gloria, who drank a cup of blood, let her body fall to the ground—vampires would have a very short period of pleasure after drinking blood, which was almost the greatest enjoyment for them.

Song Haoran watched this scene amusedly, and said with a light smile, "Although I've seen it several times, every time I see you like this, I have an urge to experience it, this extreme pleasure."

Only then did Gloria slowly open her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She lay motionless, lying on the ground like this, and suddenly said, "You... are not a normal person."

"Oh?" Song Haoran shrugged, "How do you say?"

Gloria still didn't move, only the eyeballs moved... moved to Song Haoran's body, from top to bottom, "It is impossible for a normal person's wound to heal so quickly, and a normal person will not be able to bear the bloodletting for so many days."

"Maybe I'm born with a better physique." Song Haoran smiled casually, turned and opened the door, "Goodbye, Miss Gloria, it's really a pleasure discussing the issue of vampires with you."

After the steel door was closed, Gloria slowly stood up... She glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner.This game will automatically close when Song Haoran comes in, but once he leaves, it will open again.

At this time, Gloria walked to the end of the bed, and then sat down. The surveillance camera could only see Gloria's body exposed at the end of the bed, but she could not see her palm quietly reaching the foot of the bed.

The single bed in this cell is directly flattened out of steel... At this moment, Gloria's fingers were twisting a screw on the foot of the bed.

But she lowered her head, expressionless.

……

After leaving the prison cell, the wound on Song Haoran's palm had healed again, he shook his palm casually, and did not feel the paralysis caused by excessive bloodletting.

"It turned out to be judged from the speed of wound healing and the amount of bloodletting..." Song Haoran muttered at the moment: "I thought it was because of the blood. So, is my blood still human blood..."

He was thinking about some things that happened to him—it was just that Gloria couldn't give him any useful clues.

Perhaps it is possible to ask Mr. Blind for advice, but Song Haoran does not intend to tell the secret of his immortality—immortality... Can Mr. Blind's Dao Heart resist such a temptation?
While thinking, Song Haoran's cell phone rang.It was Oni who called and said that the car was ready and ready to go at any time.

Later, he will rush to Chinatown with Baishuitang to find out what happened to the remnants - of course, the Song family is not the only one who is in danger alone - earlier, a group of people has already quietly rushed went.

"I'll come over later." Song Haoran stopped, turned off the phone at the same time, and then walked towards the yard next to him.

This is where Dad keeps his books—a study like a living room.

Undoubtedly, Song Haoran met Luo Qiu who got up early here - in the humble house, there is usually nothing to do, and Luo Qiu can be found in this place.

This eldest nephew has a very comfortable bookish air, which reminds Song Haoran of the grassland below Xuefeng, which is vast and peaceful.

"Are you still used to it?" Song Haoran's voice came in before he even crossed the threshold.

Luo Qiu, who was reading a book of poetry, put down his hands and asked curiously, "What are you still used to?"

Song Haoran said with a smile: "Hongxiu Tianxiang reads, and there is no Hongxiu around me. I ask you if you are still used to it. If you are not used to it, I will find you another one later. I guarantee that it will definitely not be worse than Gan Hong."

"What do you need from me?" Luo Qiu said casually.

"Oh, you're obviously avoiding the question, but why do you act so naturally every time?" Song Haoran walked in with a helpless face, and suddenly his heart moved, "Luo Qiu, do you want to go out with me for a walk?"

"That's fine." Luo Qiu nodded, "But, are you going to do something?"

"No, I just want you to follow me." Song Haoran smiled and said, "Because, I suddenly have a feeling that as long as I take you with me, good luck will come... Anyway, you have nothing to do, Isn't it?"

"...premonition?"

Song Haoran nodded and said, "You still don't know? My hunch is very accurate...Come on, don't be a nerd, I'll take you to have some fun!"

"Well, let me pack my things."

Luo Qiu got up, put the poetry collection in his hand back to its original place, then extinguished the sandalwood that was lit next to him, and put away the teapot and teacups by the way, then followed Song Haoran out calmly.

However, as long as you carry it, you will have good luck. What the hell... Has it become a mascot?

……

What Baishuitang didn't expect was that the Song family moved so quickly, Song Haoran, the eldest son of the Song family, asked him to take him to Chinatown in person early in the day.

In addition, what Baishuitang did not expect was that this time he was accompanied by the "Master Qiu" in the mouth of the servant.

About this 'Master Qiu', in the middle of the night, Baishuitang quietly inquired with a familiar old man in the humble house, and found that even the old staff in the humble house didn't know much.

They just knew that he came back with Eldest Young Master Song Haoran, and entered the mourning hall on the first day of his return, and later it was Master Song who announced his identity.

The servants had a lot of guesses about Young Master Qiu's identity, but Baishuitang thought more about it——Song Tianyou's thinking was almost a set of traditional ethics, and a place like the mourning hall would be Song Ying, if it wasn't It is not allowed to enter on any important day.

The fact that Young Master Qiu went directly to the mourning hall as soon as he arrived really surprised Baishuitang—this meant that Young Master Qiu was recognized as the real male of the Song family.

"But... that's fine too." Bai Shuitang sat in the car he came with, with a gloomy expression on his face.

He glanced at the rearview mirror of the car, and saw the car behind him—Song Haoran and Luo Qiu were both on top of this car.

Baishuitang sneered, and took out the phone from his clothes - after a long time, the person on the phone was finally willing to connect.

It was Basil's voice.

"Basil." Bai Shuitang looked at the driver in front of him indifferently at this moment - when he called out this name, he could clearly see that the driver's shoulders were shaking.

"What else do you want from me? I said, I won't continue to cooperate with an insidious guy like you."

"Basil, the guy who is driving me now, you put beside me, right?" Bai Shuitang said with a sneer at the moment: "You probably already knew about my going to the humble house. …For those in front, it’s best not to slow down the speed of the car, or the people behind will become suspicious.”

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

After a while, Basil said again on the phone: "Bai Shui Tang, what are you thinking?"

Baishuitang said calmly at this time: "I guess you must be thinking that after you and I broke up, I will go to the humble house to find Song Tianyou, an old fox, to protect myself and tell you about you, right? ?”

Basil sneered, "Do I need to guess?"

Baishuitang snorted coldly: "Basil, you underestimate me too much. The purpose of my going to the humble house was not to protect myself, but to lure people out. But I thought it would take at least a day for the Song family to hear anything. , I didn't expect the Song family to sit still."

"You mean... Song Haoran?"

Baishuitang said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, I will take him to your hiding place... Whether you can get rid of him or not depends on your ability. Basil, this gift of mine , are you sincere enough?"

"You'd better not play tricks on me." Basil snorted coldly, and then said again: "But if we can really get rid of Song Haoran this time, our cooperation can continue."

"I hope so."

The phone was cut off after a few seconds, and Bai Shuitang looked at the driver in the rearview mirror calmly at this moment—as if he realized that Bai Shuitang was looking at him, the driver's eyes suddenly turned to look forward.

But Baishuitang said: "Basil is very smart, at least he knows how to find a Chinese instead of a gringo, so as to lower my vigilance."

The driver wanted to say something, but he froze all of a sudden—because, when he couldn't resist looking at the rearview mirror again, he found that there was already a short pistol in Bai Shuitang's hand!

The arm rests on the thigh, the muzzle of the pistol is pointed upwards slightly... If you shoot at this distance...

"President Bai! You have something to say!"

"As much as Basil gave you, I'll give you double, how about it?" Baishuitang said abruptly, "I still need a dog by my side, do you want to do it?"

"President I..."

"Thinking about you, you are quite young. Are your parents still alive? Are there any other family members? Have you bought insurance? Oh... If you don't say anything, I can find out, but it's just a waste of time."

"..." The driver's forehead suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and he quickly said: "President Bai, I will bite whoever you ask me to bite!"

Baishuitang smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Drive, pay attention to safety."

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PS1: Thanks to Baiyin Dameng from 'Under the Indus', the leg pendant named Baishi is ready... (0/20)

PS2: Thanks to the head of the digital book friend '20170428005707291'... (0/1)

PS3: And the previous (2/3)...

PS4: Well, I set the rules myself, and I will also count them when kneeling, isn't it just... (0/22)!By the way, isn’t Tao x’s women’s clothing quite cheap...

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