Not in Barton, in some city in the middle. It still looks like a big city, but wait, it's not the prosperity of the city that makes people come to this conclusion, but something that is completely opposite to the prosperity.

Beneath the city, beneath the roads where people trample and walk, all the glossy places that are cut off by the ground - the city's abandoned subway stations. Compared to Barton's abandoned house (Ixton), the most successful investment is the sea view villa (the current home of the saints). Here, the city, has the audacity to abandon the transportation hubs that can connect the entire city.

Someone's coming.

Footsteps rang out from the empty and dirty abandoned station, and the hooded guys came out of the darkness, "It's finally back." Said the guy with the duck voice.

Be. It was the guys who had appeared in front of the Kozil store in the easternmost city of the West a few days ago, with a male duck voice, a male and female indistinguishable, and a pit on their faces...... The Nophiles who are known to be ugly, but have a powerful ability to conceal.

Instead of calling someone for their flaws, let's expect them to reveal their names in conversations.

"Why didn't anyone come to pick us up. The puddle-faced guy was a little impatient, "Where are you going?" Dora—" he cried out, and stretched out his outro.

"Bumi!

The little girl's voice is quite nice.

The shadow on the inside of the railroad looked out in one piece, then distorted, and then revealed. It's hard to tell if she's always been there, or if she's grown out of the shadows.

"I've got to make sure no one is following you!" the diminutive figure called Dora stepped out of the shadows, she had a normal face, but her body seemed to be skewed at a strange angle, and her hands shrunk at her sides, as if they hadn't grown properly.

She raised her thin, shrunken hand in a distorted posture and beckoned, "Come in, you're too early than expected." Dora walked into the darkness with a group of people behind her, and seemed to open a door on the side of the railway, "Either the deal with the Demon Feast went very well, or you didn't go according to plan at all!"

The guy named Bumi replied, "We didn't trade with Kozil. ”

"I knew it!" Dora was impatient, and the voice of the conversation soon fell far behind the darkness behind her, and the vampires moved fast and suddenly became clear!

The new, abandoned subway station, with its rumbling roars and tiny tremors, emanating from the other end of this underground space. It was a new transportation network to replace these abandoned places. And those roaring tremors, just right, masked the noise here.

In what should already be a deserted place, the noise of the place.

Pale skinned people, crowded and shuttling here...... Occasionally, when he was bumped by a stranger, he would stare at him with red eyes. Of course, it will be greeted with the same crimson.

Here, it's the world of vampires.

Secret Alliance? No kidding, if the Hidden Alliance knew that someone was thinking of the guys who were crammed into the human underground abandoned facilities, the Secret Alliance would let anyone who thought that way know what naivety was.

Dora stood in front of a stall, and the old man who had seen the stall before leaned over and silently retreated.

That's right, it's a stall, a dirty blanket that resembles a yoga blanket, with stacks of blood bags.

"50 dol, I want two bags. "A guy who couldn't even put his teeth in approached the stall.

Dora ignored it, and shrunk her finger at the cardboard next to the stall, which read, 'Human blood, 70 a bag, not negotiable.' "Go back and help the others, and now we are short of patience." Bumi can stay and tell me why. ”

Bumi had to crouch next to Dora to get the height level, "We still don't think we can trust Kozil, and it's ......"

"I say 50!" the fanged fellow's eyes were red, and his sharp hands grabbed at the short, twisted Dora, "deformed fellow!!!Otherwise I'll make you wish you hadn't been born at all!!"

Dora's eyes were red in an instant, and her shrunken hand suddenly stretched out, like a small palm like a plastic toy shovel, directly piercing and penetrating the opponent's jaw, "Bumi." "Indifferent orders.

Bumi's face full of pits did not change at all, and he flipped over behind the stall, fished out a poke, and placed it where the other party had fallen crookedly.

Swish!

Dora's hand was withdrawn, and she let the gushing blood pour into the bucket, turned around, wiped the blood from her hand, and fished out a new card, 'Vampire blood, 10,000 a bucket, pre-order as soon as possible, cash, non-negotiable.' ’

It is impossible that no one noticed the movement here, this small blood stall was crowded with people, and the first few people to arrive did not even look at the bloodletten who was dying, and discussed with each other to make money.

The cacophony of transactions completely overpowered the dying moans of a certain guy, and for a moment, the only reason he hadn't been beheaded, the bloodletting, had also reached the end of the moment, twisted a little, and turned into a puddle of ash.

Dora frowned, she realized that she was surrounded by a group of people, and she and Bumi couldn't talk at all, "Nine thousand, plus clear the wreckage of this house, hurry up!"

The crowd clamoured, and quickly, a stack of money was delivered to Dora, and several people began to clean up the ashes in front of the stall.

While Dora waited impatiently, someone tried to curry favor with him, "Nophil, there have been a lot of such foreign guys recently, thank you for being here......"

"Shut up and move fast. Unless you want to be my next item too. Dora replied indifferently and glanced at Bumi, "The central part is getting more and more chaotic, and these 'out-of-breed' vampires that pop up out of nowhere have appeared frequently are also frequent, and this is the fifth one I've encountered this week." ”

I remember Zach mentioned it, it's not that there are no descendants of vampires, they are all satisfied with their makers, and even the former dependents are not as good, and they are discarded directly after they are made, let alone taught, and some will not even give their surnames. These are the exotic vampires. It means an abandoned seed that is not recognized outside the genealogy.

And here, these guys who need to buy their own blood are all aliens. The non-alien secret alliance is no longer in the middle, is it? Oh yes, except for Nophile, who didn't leave with him for some unknown reason.

Bumi pursed his lips, "We should clear it once, or they will attract hunters sooner or later, and then we may all be in danger." ”

"It's already being done. Dora ignored the grateful glances from the 'customers' who were cleaning up, "Tsk. But we are not Bruch, we are not clans that are good at fighting. "A guy who just killed a vampire in seconds said he wasn't good at fighting, uh, and in an unhappy tone.

"It's already pretty good. Bumi nodded in agreement, then shook his head, "We've learned the tricks of the Magoon Torredo. Glancing at the ashes that had almost been cleaned up, "The effect is not bad, it can be regarded as a little bit of a compensation." (Vol., 1.) They had planned to use the secret tricks of the Magnum Toredo to make a deal with the Magnum. ）

The clean-up retreated, and Dora could speak without being disturbed, frowning, "It's just not enough to make up for it! We want revenge, I want the Demon Banquet Torredo to pay!Why did you come back early?!"

Bumi pursed her lips, as if waiting for Dora to calm down a little, "The newspapers in the middle, did you report it, well, that ......" he was organizing his words, "There is a famous police chief in the west, Darcy has been transferred to a small city in the east, well, and then he was assassinated, and then this case ......"

Noticing the extreme helplessness and irritability on Dora's up, Bumi would be mistaken and speed up his speech, "Anyway, this case has been solved in Barton in the east, but the prisoner has not been caught and is wanted, but there is something noteworthy mentioned above, about this wanted criminal......"

Dora interrupted, "Tsk, isn't Mokave, who married a painting?" ”

"Yes. Bumi raised an eyebrow, "Chubu also reported it." I thought that only the East and West would care about this case. ”

"Report!" impatiently, "reported in a corner, a sketch photo, a few paragraphs, the case did not write anything, but the joke was clearly written!"

It is understandable that in the east, such as Patton, the detailed reporting of the case is because Darcy is the chief of his city, and the western report is because Darcy was born in the west, and the portrait of a wanted person under the spread of the meaning of the middle and middle has fulfilled the obligation of a media person.

Bumi seemed to be expectant, "So, what do you think? No one else would know about the joke." That Barton City in the east, is there anyone from our Secret Alliance......"

"Stop talking about the Secret Alliance!" Dora glared at Bumi, "We don't have anything to do with them anymore!!" with hatred!

Bumi pursed his lips and was silent for a while, "We think there is another possibility, ......"

was glared at, "What you think, we think too." There was a hint of hope in her tone, especially after she had just finished saying the hateful words, but then she shook her head, "We've already discussed, if, if that's a signal from Toredo, we finally have friends in this Federation, and then there's hope for a resurgence or revenge on the Magnum Torredo." But, this is a very slim what if! The most likely thing we can do is for you to go west and make a deal with Kozil!" and finally disappointed, "You're back!"

"I'm sorry, Dora. Bumi looked away.

The anthropomorphic took a deep breath, "Forget it, come back, come back, it's a good thing to be able to come back a lot." Her mouth moved, but she didn't continue the conversation, "Now we need manpower just right. ”

"Clean up the outer seeds. Bumi didn't continue, "Very well, we also need to store some vampire blood, and it's time for the brothers who have been asking for news of Remer to come back, they will need this blood to practice our new trick (the technique of the Magoon Torredo)." ”

"They've returned. Dora shook her head, a little disappointed, "After the channel of 'Valmina' in the middle was destroyed by the Federal Drug Enforcement Administration, they all disappeared and could not be found, their magic, if we don't want people to find out, even if we can't find it." But they've found a few scattered Gangero groups, and you don't need to clean up the aliens, so I'll leave them to those Gangeros. She pursed her lips, "Well, Gangaro brought back some news, they have a third-generation Gangero, with the saints......"

"Saints?!"

"Well, we went east, and then there was no news. ”

"The eastern part where the demons have absolute dominance?!"

"Yes. ”

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

"There are more important things that need you. Dora shook her head, forcibly lifting her mood, "Mokawi, run away from the hospital." ”

"Uh......" Bumi's pitted face began to grow weird, "before or after that report?"

"Before. Dora shook her head, "But we didn't find out until later." When the report came out, I at least thought I should talk to the protagonist of her joke and ask her what she thought, only to find out that she had been gone for a few weeks. ”

"Ugh. Bumi frowned, "The patients in the psychiatric hospital are gone, why isn't there any news?"

"Because she's the ancestor of the Mokawi clan, she's so powerful, she's got someone else to take her place, stay there!" Dora frowned, finishing the sentence in an irritated tone.

"Dora. Bumi looked at Dora seriously, "Don't tell me, you want me to go to her." ”

"It's not you, you're me. Dora also looked at Bumi seriously, "We are the only two second-generation Nophies, and only we can do the things that deal with the ancestors." And I, don't want to do it. ”

Bumi tugged at the corners of her mouth, "Isn't it, well, that we can't just leave her alone? Why are we going to babysitter for the ancestors of the Mokawi clan?"

"Because. Dora paused, "We don't have our own ancestors!" "It's not just the ancestor of the Mokawi clan, it's the only one left," we can't leave her alone. ”

Bumi didn't want to speak, Mokawi was a madman, and a powerful madman, and no psychologically sound person would want to have anything to do with such a madman.

"Forget it!" Dora said, "I'll go, I'll go to her, if you don't come back early, this is what I should do." ”

Bumi didn't hide his relief.

Dora pouted, "You're back anyway, and you just happened to take over what I gave up before." ”

"As long as it's not related to Mokawi. Bumi shook his head, helpless, he actually had his own things to do, such as the reason for them to come back from the west early - to go to the east to see something.

"When I was in a psychiatric hospital, looking for Mokawi, I heard something. Dora was disappointed, but the direction of the disappointment seemed a little strange, "They seemed to be diverting a patient who was getting a lot of attention from the outside. The murderer, as if, but it seems, that he had been exonerated from his charges by a good lawyer, had been treated in a psychiatric hospital, and was now about to be sent out of here to ...... for a moment's pause, "in the east of Barton, a place called Grimm's Sanatorium. ”

"Barton, you say?!" was surprise on Bumi's face.

Dora was disappointed, or, on the other hand, jealous, "Yes, Barton." Shaking his head, "Anyway, we're going to send someone to Barton to find out the information, I'm now assigned a third-generation boy, what do you say? ”

"Of course!"

"As far as we have the information we have right now, Barton is a very complicated city......"

"How can the three generations of boys be enough!

...... (To be continued.) )