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Walking along the streets of the crime district, smelling the bloody stench in the air, Feng Qingyue licked her little fangs, unable to suppress the thirst for blood that ran through her veins.

Although Tu Shan You also had a strong desire for blood, and although foxes are known for their lust, as a lord-level beast, she had both a strong desire for desire and extremely high standards.

A lord-level beast would naturally not feed on the blood of mere A-level or lower humans, so if you're going to hunt, you should at least look for S-level, right?

However, before going hunting, they planned to find a place to be their "den of thieves," since a home is the foundation of happiness, isn't it?

With 10 billion in cash at their disposal, the two "country bumpkins" lavishly chose one of the best hotels in the crime district. After settling in, they prepared to begin their hunt.

Unlike federal laws that restrain human desires, in the crime district, desire is the way to survive.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

When desire becomes the only way for a person to shorten the distance between themselves and others, then worshipping desire becomes the supreme law of survival.

Therefore, weaving a net of desire, making the prey succumb to desire and willingly enter the net, is the supreme law of hunting.

Tu Shanyou is associated with wood, while Feng Qingyue is associated with water. Their criteria for choosing prey differ, so they parted ways, intending to carry out the idea that "if one person is well-fed, the whole family is well."

Feng Qingyue quickly ripped off the black robe covering her body, rubbed her hair in front of a broken mirror she had dug out from a pile of garbage, and then pinched herself hard until tears streamed down her face.

In the mirror, a stunningly beautiful face was reflected, her pale blue eyes dull and lifeless (I was pretending), clearly having suffered some injustice, on the verge of tears, her long, light golden hair disheveled, with a few strands clinging to the girl's fair cheeks, giving her a pitiful and frail appearance.

Feng Qingyue was very satisfied and casually tossed the mirror aside: "Very good, an excellent hunter always appears as the prey."

She appeared timidly at the crossroads, leaning against the wall, and quickly attracted the attention of several thugs.

Their blatant gazes roamed over her body, and Feng Qingyue clenched her fists involuntarily: if it weren't for the pressures of life (and her thirst for blood), she would definitely beat them up!

Seeing that such a stunning beauty was all alone, they figured she must have been discarded by some boss after he got tired of her. The thugs' eyes revealed undisguised greed and lust.

One of the burly men whistled, his tone flippant: "Hey beautiful, why are you walking alone on the street? It's dangerous!"

Feng Qingyue: ......

You might not believe it, but I'm the most dangerous one!

Feng Qingyue secretly licked her little fangs, forcibly suppressing her bloodthirsty emotions, and looked up at the newcomer with a pitiful expression: "I, I don't know either. Someone brought me here and said they would protect me for the rest of my life, but then they disappeared."

Tu Shan You, in a bar on the edge of the crime district, scoffed and rubbed his nose: "Which idiot tagged me?"

Hearing the beauty's words, the man laughed, which aggravated the horizontal scar on his face: "It's alright, beauty, come here, I'll protect you!"

Feng Qingyue seemed to be frightened and took small, quick steps backward.

The thugs weren't in a hurry, watching as the beauty retreated into a dead end with no way out.

Feng Qingyue looked at the group of thugs who were surrounding her, her eyes gleaming with the excitement of an impending massacre.

She collapsed to the ground, seemingly trembling and backing away in fear, but in reality, she had already begun to consider who to attack.

The group of thugs looked at the beautiful woman who had nowhere to run, their eyes gleaming with excitement: "Beautiful lady, you can't escape."

Feng Qingyue lowered her head, her long, light golden hair gently shrouding her face, making it impossible for the thugs to see her expression.

Closer, closer!!!

Feng Qingyue was internally devastated: Big brother, come here quickly! Are you even a man?! Killing someone at this distance would cause blood to splatter everywhere, what a waste!!!