Marvel's Magnetic Field Turns

Chapter 36 Prey
After entering this hidden bar, Willis felt something unusual. The interior decoration style here was different from what he had seen before, exuding a bit of magnificence and mystery that belonged to the night, as if the designer was someone other than human. The gap in race and aesthetics made Willis feel a little uncomfortable.

Especially as a bar, its sound insulation effect is too good, and there is no movement at all when standing outside the door; and when the black man who guards the door opens the door, Willis visually inspects the thickness of the door. It was five centimeters thick, almost at the level of a bank vault.

But the lively environment, the beauties around, and the alcohol that had already played a role in his body made Willis subconsciously ignore the unusual things around him.

Human beings will be in an irrational state when they are in group activities. Loud and frantic music, people who sway their bodies with the rhythm of the music, and girls who hold his hand and make him dance involuntarily, all stimulate him invisibly. Willis' senses stimulated his latent herd mentality.

After dancing for a while, Willis, who was sweating profusely without being stimulated by some prohibited drugs, felt like a different person from head to toe, as if he had cast off the shackles on his body and regained a new life, and his whole body was sublimated Usually, it made him start to wonder if his previous self was wasting his life.

And the blond girl let go of Willis's hand, bouncing all the way to the side of the DJ in the bar, took a microphone from the other party, and began to announce something loudly to everyone on the dance floor, and The DJ also turned off the deafening music and put on a relatively soothing tune.

Perhaps music really has the power to control people's hearts. Once the tune was changed, the crowd who had been dancing wildly fell silent immediately, just like a halftime break in the game. Only Willis continued to twist under the control of thinking inertia It lasted for a while, and then stopped in the eyes of everyone, as funny as a clown.

The DJ's position is the most conspicuous place in the bar, where the blonde girl can be seen by everyone, and she points to Willis who is so ashamed that he wants to find a crack in the ground and shouts: "He is The boyfriend I found tonight."

The light hit Willis at the right time, allowing the fanaticism to fade and restore his original character. He showed a bit of shyness, and the people around him also dispersed wisely, leaving enough space for Willis under the spotlight.

The blond girl then shouted: "His name is Willis, he is 23 years old this year, he has no bad habits, does not touch illegal drugs, does not smoke, and drinks only lightly."

After the words fell, everyone on the dance floor cheered with a short piece of music played by the DJ, which made Willis a little confused.

After the excitement subsided, the blond girl said: "Willis usually does not exercise, and his blood circulation is not strong, but through the stimulation of alcohol, moderate activities, and hormones secreted by various mental activities, his body is already in a state of depression. At its best, blood tastes the most delicious."

After the words fell, everyone on the dance floor except Willis reveled. The passionate emotion made Willis feel inexplicable fear, as if they were some kind of sacrificial ceremony for barbarians before eating, and He was the poor victim chosen.

In an instant, Willis thought of many things, such as the ex-girlfriend who dumped him, she and the bad friend who urged him to change had the same tattoo on his arm, and the tattoo pattern was outside the bar. seen on one of the walls.

It was not accidental that he came here today, but he was carefully planned step by step to seduce him. Even the love of his ex-girlfriend and the acquaintance of his bad friend were all a conspiracy and a plan.

With a yell in horror, Willis stumbled and wanted to escape, but was stopped by the human wall formed by other people, and then his legs gave way and fell to the ground. The extreme fear had already made him lose control of his body. Control ability.

The originally fanatical handsome men and women have become ferocious, the color of the pupils has changed suddenly, the canine teeth protrude from the lips, and the expressions of greed, hunger and thirst are all on the faces.

The blood volume of an adult man is about [-] milliliters. With the number of vampires in this bar, it may not be enough to feed Willis dry ten times. High-quality resources like him can only be enjoyed by high-ranking nobles on a daily basis. Things that these low-level vampires can't usually hope for.

And even with the help of the Hagui clan among humans, it was through thousands of choices to find Willis, and set up a trick to lure him all the way to this vampire bar. Don't even think about drinking enough, a vampire can taste the taste after two sips Will suffice.

"Why! Why!" Willis cried bitterly, and it was not difficult for him to imagine what would happen to him next: "Who can come and save me."

The blond girl jumped from a height that even a professional stuntman needs to roll to unload the height. She only slightly bent her knees to withstand the impact, and even the heels of the high-heeled shoes under her feet did not break.

Walking among the populations, pushing the same kind away, the blond girl helped Willis, who was crying like a little girl, from the ground, and thoughtfully wiped the tears on Willis's face with a tissue that he didn't know where, like Comfort him in a low voice like coaxing a child: "Don't worry, don't be afraid... Fear will make your blood taste bad, and that will be bad."

"You pick food with difficulty, and any treatment that makes it taste bad is sacrilege."

Hearing what the blond girl said, Willis went limp and was about to collapse on the ground again, but the blond girl's seemingly weak arms embraced him, as if this 100-pound man was as light as decoration than practical. Sexy handbags are the same.

Then her pupils changed color, her canine teeth protruded, and she brought Willis' neck closer to her mouth - as the hero who lured Willis here, she was qualified to take the first bite.

But when the sharp teeth were only one centimeter away from piercing Willis' skin, a huge black shadow hit the dance floor, and several vampires were caught off guard and fell to the ground together, and they couldn't bear it. A light injury, the kind that takes a long time to recover even with the recovery ability of a vampire.

That black shadow was nothing but the tall black man who was originally looking at the gate. As a non-pure blood transformed from a human being, he was originally looked down upon, but because he looked very intimidating, he was able to sneak into these people. The circle of low blood races, and then placed at the door to stop some short-sighted guys.

It was such a guy, but now, like a slug sprinkled with a lot of salt, his body quickly dissolved, turning into a pool of pus and quickly evaporating.

And the murderer who killed this non-pure-blooded blood race happened to close the door of the bar with his backhand, apparently wanting to create a secret room and fight to the death with their blood race.

Even the legendary Sunwalker dared not claim to be able to retreat unscathed in the face of so many purebloods.

(End of this chapter)