[Comprehensive English and American] You have to pay rent even if you are a ghost

Raffaele waited patiently until nightfall.

At night, it is not only a time for some human beings to have fun, but also a time for a group of non-human creatures to gather together for carnival.

In the memory of that black wizard, there was such a place.

At 20:30 in the evening, after the sky completely darkened, Raffaele left a Muggle expulsion spell on the bedroom door to avoid the possibility of Vivienne and Ben coming to him, and then teleported.

After a slight vibration, Raffaele appeared in a dark alley.

A hundred steps away is the bustling and bustling city center.

This is Los Angeles, California, the City of Angels in the United States.

And in this City of Angels, there is such a bar.

Raffaele stepped out, and the light spots that could not be caught by the naked eye danced on his skin.

Something is changing.

When Raffaele walked out of the alley, the youthful brows and eyes of the boy before had faded away.The adult appearance is still as good as the creator's preference, but it is no longer the almost indistinguishable beauty before.The original cropped blond hair was at least a foot longer, braided and falling over his chest.

This is the appearance of Raffaele when he was 25 years old, and he still maintained this appearance until the time of his death.

And his homey casual clothes turned into a dark blue striped suit, tied with a half Windsor knot.At first glance, he looks like an old-fashioned aristocrat following ancient etiquette, alienated but polite.

Walking across the sidewalk, a bar with a very low-key sign came into Raffaele's eyes.

Midnight Bar, a bar in Los Angeles run by a self-proclaimed neutral voodoo king, Papa Midnight, caters to inhumans.Whether it's a half-breed demon, a fallen angel, a werewolf vampire, oh, or a wizard or exorcist who is born with power, as long as they can pass the test of the bar doorman, they are all guests of the bar.

Of course, in addition to this entry test, in this bar, you need to abide by the rules of no private fighting inside the bar.

Papa Midnight is well-known and strong enough. Many races in the world who want to be a customer of the Midnight Bar will give him face.

Raffaele made this special trip because the black wizard had learned from Father Midnight that he sacrificed pure souls.Of course, he didn't come here to seek revenge. Even if he had revenge, he would target that black wizard with no professional ethics.

Raffaele is intrigued by Papa Midnight's eyes and ears in hell.

After entering the gate of the midnight bar, walk down a flight of stairs, the bar doorman stands in front of the entrance, and a card is upside down on the table beside him.

The bar's entry test is to accurately name the pattern on the back of the card.

This test directly screens out ordinary people who are incapable.

Raffaele glanced at him. Besides the gatekeeper, there was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy wearing a peaked cap at the entrance of the bar.Although he tried his best to look mature, he looked like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

He stared at the entrance of the Midnight Bar with a face full of reluctance. This tower-like gatekeeper kept him separated from this legendary bar.

Obviously, although he found the address of the Midnight Bar, he couldn't get past the gatekeeper.And forcibly rushing in, that would be a dream. With his thin body, the gatekeeper is just a matter of punching, and he doesn't even need the strength of a warlock.

Raffaele walked past the boy.

The gatekeeper held up a card to Raffaele.

The boy beside him muttered softly, "It must be two ducks sitting on the clouds."

Raffaele glanced at him and said, "A mouse in a dress."

The gatekeeper didn't speak, but he raised his hand and untied the iron chain at the entrance for Raphael.

Raffaele enters the bar.

The young man looked at Raffaele's back with envy and hatred, and said wryly, "It's actually a mouse in a dress. What the hell are these things?"

Even though he said so, his body stood in front of the entrance again honestly, squinting his eyes and staring hard at the cards in front of his face again.

He stared deeply at the cards, and after three seconds, he said bluntly, "A mouse in a suit."

wrong answer.

The backs of the cards had become butterflies on the pillow.

Although there is only one test card for entry, it is obvious that this card is not an ordinary thing.

The guardian still didn't speak, just raised his finger and pointed to the outermost door of the bar.

An obvious eviction order.

The entrance test of the midnight bar is not something that anyone can squat here and guess.He was able to persist, and the gatekeeper didn't bother to talk to him.

The young man suddenly stiffened his neck, and said: "It was just a mistake just now, and I didn't play to my level at all. I...fuck it, let me go, I want to go in!"

Before the young man could finish his sentence, he was lifted out of the bar by the strong gatekeeper like a chicken, and he was thrown out of the midnight bar neatly.

The worst thing is that the guardian is talking now.

"Feel sorry."

Take the guest, well, the potential guest out so rudely and throw it away, and then make an insincere apology, it hurts my heart!

The boy is about to explode.

He was hopping outside the bar.

"You, you all wait for me! You don't even know who you rejected! What you rejected is the No.1 in the exorcism world in the future, Chas Clem! You wait for me, sooner or later, you will Kneel to welcome me to your bar!"

After finishing his harsh words angrily, Chas Clem stared at the signboard of the midnight bar. Three minutes later, he squatted at the corner, staring silently.

He decided.

Afterwards, if the person who came out of the bar was a human exorcist, he would be his student no matter what.With his ingenuity, if he develops it, he will definitely become a big name among exorcists.

Accepting him is definitely not a loss!

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Ignoring the little aggrieved eyes behind him, Raffaele walked through the corridor covered with red lanterns. Accompanied by the gradually clear sound of music, Raffaele swept his gaze, and the whole view of the midnight bar came into his eyes.

In the ambiguous dark red light, men and women are dancing face to face on the dance floor. When they twist their bodies, they seem to be human. When they turn around, they look like snake-like eyes with vertical pupils, muscles that swell suddenly, or fangs protruding from their lips. , all revealing their non-human identities.

Raffaele only glanced at it. There are vampire werewolves, night demons, hybrid demons, the kind of demons that occupy human bodies when they are summoned by humans, and birdmen with bony wings.

Rafael's fingers moved slightly, and the expression on his face became more and more cold and hard.

Most of the creatures here made Raphael feel the breath and wanted to do it.

And, the smell here is really bad enough.

Raffaele walked across the dance floor with a deadpan face.

Most of the dark races who can have fun in midnight bars know each other.If there is a new face, these "old men" in the bar are happy to exchange feelings with him or her.Although private fighting is prohibited in this bar, seduction and flirting are not prohibited.When I got out of the bar, the mood was over, and no one stopped me when my appetite came up.

Quite a few newcomers who had just entered the bar were beaten to death in this way.

Raphael's appearance, strange but excellent appearance, and detached temperament undoubtedly aroused the interest of some people.

For example, the frequent customer of the bar, a vampire who has lived for more than 500 years, was born in Earl Travis Toledo of the Toledo family, one of the thirteen blood clans.

He is called an earl not because he has the status of a hereditary nobleman in a certain country, but because he is in the world of blood clan, and his strength has reached the level of an earl.

Travis Toledo loves beautiful people, both male and female.

Some beauties have become part of his group, and some beauties have become his dishes.

For Travis Toledo, tonight is just a normal bar hunt. He has coaxed a werewolf beauty into a rage, and soon he will be able to have a hearty bed exercise. Interracial or With his old enemy, full of dangerous charm.

For a vampire, the blood of a werewolf is extremely stinky, but a spicy throat lick is also very exciting.

Seeing that he was able to hit the base, but he saw the real beauty, which was simply a godsend of luck, and instantly made him forget about the werewolf beauty that he had coaxed for a long time.

Holding a glass full of blood wine, he stared almost greedily at Raffaele who was passing by, and very wantonly glanced at the skin inside his shirt.

He was so excited that not only did his body react, but his eyes turned blood red in an instant, so red that he was about to bleed.

It's strange that Raffaele can ignore such an aggressive gaze.

Therefore, he hates some dark races, and he is annoying even if he has no integrity.

Raffaele stood still and looked over coldly.

Around the sky-blue pupils, white flames so subtle that even the vampire's excellent eyesight could not catch them flashed past.

Travis Toledo could feel the danger coming, but instead of showing any fear, he looked at Raffaele with more interest.

Private fights are forbidden in the Midnight Bar, and, according to his conditions, as long as he uses a little tricks, he can't get any beauties.

He picked up the blood wine in the glass, shook it slightly at Rafael, and then slowly sipped the blood wine in the glass, then raised his eyes and looked straight at Raphael, His eyes were full of temptation and suggestion.

Raffaele: Huh.

It's not as good-looking as his Phoenix's finger, and it smells like blood.

Raffaele looked back and walked away.

Crossing the dance floor, Raffaele came to the box of Papa Midnight in memory.

The author has something to say:

#818Spicy midnight father who has a guest at the door#

Dad Midnight: The deal is coming, at this time, I just need to smile inscrutablely.

After a long time——

Midnight Daddy: I ​​beg your family to let me off this little bar OTZ

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Papa Midnight's contacts are still very strong, so if you want information about hell, look for him~