Geeky

A cold hand grabbed Su Shi's wrist and pulled his forward body:

"Hey, do you know where Mr. Fan is?"

this sound...

Su Shi turned his head and looked at the other person—short natural curly hair, two light, thin concave shadows on both sides of the cheeks... the whole face is strange and charming.

Su Shi suddenly discovered that the blood races are also divided into good and bad skin. Although they all have pale skin with almost no blemishes, and few spots or pores can be seen, most of them are like white plaster, with a Dead air, lacking a luster.The man in front of him had pale and graceful skin, reminiscent of pearls, white silk or suet jade.

Balan Sisera was also looking at Su Shi, but the sparkling silver fireworks made that face unreal.

"...Yes, sir," Su Shi said in a low voice, "Mr. Fan stayed in the banquet hall. Go to the end along the left side of the hall. There is a red velvet curtain door, and Mr. Fan is inside. Are you sure I can recognize him at a glance because..."

Seeming to be a little hesitant, he looked at the people around him, leaned close to Balan's ear and said:

"...he looks silly."

"..."

Balaam frowned, and the other's lips almost touched his face, making him disgusted.Instinctively, he let go of Su Shi's hand, took a step away, and distanced himself.

The flow of people filled the gap between the two like water.

Su Shi turned around and continued to move forward until he walked down the steps, passed through the shadow of the catalpa tree, and came to the gate.The fireworks illuminated the entire Afro Street, and also made the texture of the road deeper.

At midnight, a series of horseshoes sounded from one end of the street...

Su Shi touched the cold doorpost with one hand, and gently touched his heart with the other hand, as if the rapid sound of horseshoes was his heartbeat.

Two wildebeests with pitch-black fur appeared in front of the hotel, and the fireworks made their fur shine like satin.Horses drew the same black carriage with a black canopy, and black velvet curtains swept back like water waves in front of the windows as the horses galloped.There was no light leaking from the window.

Almost every month on the "Banquet Day", Haru Xerxes will take Atossa Judit in this carriage, starting from Xerxes Castle, crossing Aphrodite Street, and slowly going to A midnight banquet for the nobles.

The hooves of the horses rattled, but the wheels rolled silently.

It seems that this is a chariot from the underworld, riding Hades and the god of spring Persephone...

The carriage flashed past the door, Su Shi turned his head and watched the carriage speeding away on the illuminated street... Only the crisp sound of the groom whipping his whip remained in the dark night.

Balan walked through the banquet hall with long legs, and the fireworks in full bloom attracted most of the guests. At this time, the hall seemed empty, only the human servants were still arranging the cups and plates, and replacing them with new fruit, cakes, and juices—most of the vampires All feed on animal blood (before the signing of the "Blood and Human Pact", human blood was the staple food), but that doesn't mean they can only drink blood.They can also eat other foods in small amounts, just like humans eat snacks, and fruit juices and vegetable juices are regarded as "plant blood" by them.

The 5 silver coins a pint of lamb's choice "rose water" that was not drunk was also removed and replaced with a fresh pour.Because the blood is easily spoiled after being poured out of the wine bottle.

It is not uncommon for blood races to wear sunglasses and cloaks, but such a dress at a banquet at night will inevitably make people feel out of place.A few human servants looked at the handsome young man who passed by without a trace, and the astute servant had already sneaked into the corner and reported the abnormality to the person in charge through the headset - no matter who the guests were, the Saliman Hotel hosted banquets without any mistakes for more than ten years , not without reason.

Balaam didn't care about all of this, and swept across the banquet hall like a pale and strong wind, and found the red velvet curtain as the human attendant said earlier——

Balan Sisera hasn't figured out what to do after finding "Fan"... Find someone to pretend to be a kidnapper to kidnap him, and then let another "hostage" take him to escape in the thrilling "chasing"; temporarily freeze All his bank accounts, and then send someone to declare him bankrupt, kick him out of the house, and experience the life of a bum... He can ask "Master of Mischief" Sergey Knyazev[1] to do it for this man. "Mr. Fan" devised a prank plan, guaranteed to torture him enough...

With a "swipe", the thick velvet curtain was thrown open, sliding and swinging to the side...

What appeared in front of Balan was a long, absorbing floor-to-ceiling mirror with a gorgeous frame.

The young man in the mirror is thin and tall, with a handsome and charming face, and a low-key and luxurious cloak... Balan took off his sunglasses, and the spotless, crystal-like mirror perfectly reflected his pale face—his thin face had a natural Coldness; the lower lip is delicate and sensual, but the corner of the lip is like a slightly upturned diamond-shaped corner, revealing danger in its beauty.

Balan stared at the face in the mirror, his complexion became ugly...

"You can definitely recognize him at a glance, because..."

"...he looks silly."

Balaam's cheeks were infected with the residual warmth of the exhaled breath, and his face was even more thin and cold due to the force of his teeth.

"Whoa-"

Balaam kicked the three-foot-wide floor-to-ceiling glass mirror, and a large piece of glass poured down like water, splashing smaller fragments on the ground.Like a defeated lion, he lingered in the same place violently, and kicked his foot towards the mirror frame violently.

The uncontrollable anger deformed the fingertips and drew out sharp claws...

Doomed, that two-legged sheep!

Balan turned around to find the liar, but the hotel manager flashed out quickly, and quickly saluted:

"Mr. Baran, please also compensate the mirror you broke."

Afraid of being rejected by Balaam, he quickly took out a crystal-clear thin plate (the size of a mobile phone, but only 2 to 3 mm thick), and projected a magnified holographic screen in the air with his fingers flying. A formal hotel item compensation form, including a series of information such as the amount, item shopping vouchers - show it to Baran:

"This is a shopping ticket for the mirror, worth 210 gold coins. This is the mirror that 'Mr. Fan' left here. We can only assure you that this shopping ticket is a real certificate, and other stores cannot be responsible."

"... If you think there is no problem, can you sign it?"

The hotel manager carefully held the crystal board and handed over the pen—there are many payment methods, but in order to avoid disputes, the compensation for items usually needs to be signed and archived, and the "compensation certificate" should be kept by both parties.

Balan didn't want to waste time, pulled the pen, and wrote the name in one stroke with flying colors—??????????... Balan's hand stopped.

and many more……

550 gold coins - 340 gold coins = 210 gold coins.

The money he lost was exactly what he made "Fan" overpay...

Balaam's face twitched:

"I...Fuck!"

Balaam suddenly realized that not only was he cheated and scolded, but he was also tricked! ! !

that liar!She actually scolded him for being stupid and cheated him out of money! ! ! !

the other side--

Su Shi hid in the shadow of the garden, heard the sound of the broken mirror in the hall, and the sound of Baran Sisera's angry howling and kicking the mirror fragments, he took out a small leather notebook from his pocket, opened it Come on, put a tick next to "PlanA" with a miniature pen.

His figure quickly disappeared among the magnolia bushes.

[1] There is a real person