all blood

??It was the moment of mr.j's life and death, and the best time to recruit them was right in front of him. The other party asked for help, but Yves changed his mind just at the moment.

??It was close to dawn before leaving, and Yves and Reid stayed in a nearby hotel for the day. After the night came, they prepared for the next trip.

?? "It's rare to come to the eastern region. Do you think we should go to the town and enjoy the great night view? I heard that the 'pigeon blood cake' here is very famous, and it's all made of live pigeons; The 'Grave of Thousands of People' and the 'Guillotine of Wandering Souls' are local historical sites." Ive sat in the coffin wrapped in a hotel nightgown, and the small table set up was full of room service, a cup of blood coffee, a cup of Lemon ice water, and some desserts.

?? Red is carefully trimming his beard. The hair growth rate of human beings is always faster than that of vampires, so they should be trimmed frequently to avoid suspicion.Since there was no mirror in the room, Red fumbled for a shave by himself, listening to Eve's chatter.

?? "I don't care, I will go wherever you go."

?? "Oh, your obedient appearance and shaved demeanor are simply too sexy." Yves tasted the blood soda. Vampires don't have to worry about tooth decay, which is a great blessing for sweet tooth lovers.

?? "Look at your slightly undulating arteries, I can't help but want to taste it."

?? "Didn't you just try it yesterday?" Reid washed off the foam on his chin, and after getting used to Ive's way of speaking, he could occasionally continue a few sentences.It was still early, and he was happy to taste each other again, but since Ive intends to stay for one more day, he probably has other plans.

??Last night, Ive gave up the cooperation plan of mr.j. At first glance, it seems very chic, but it is not his style at all.Red neither expresses his opinion nor asks questions, just waits for the next thing to happen.After watching the TV show, dozing off, and teasing Red, Eve finally crawled out of bed, dressed and pulled on his coat.

?? "It's so boring, let's go out and have a look, and watch the fun." He hooked his fingers.

??…

?? The wandering route shows no signs of going to the bustling area. On the contrary, it is getting closer and closer to the factory area.

??Ahead is a T-junction. Reid held the steering wheel and asked whether to turn left or right.Yves snorted angrily, and told him to stop pretending. He started acting stupid in the hotel just now. Isn't it obvious where to go next?

?? Red pursed his lower lip, intentionally blocking his smile. Just as he thought, Yves would not leave mr.j alone.

?? "We will stop at the back of the workshop and turn over the wall. I noticed a blind spot, and I should be able to avoid the alarm system." Reid also came prepared, and he is also an expert in sneaking. up.

?? "Turn over? Are we going to be like thieves? Why!" Eve said disgusted.

?? "..." Reid was speechless, in front of the gate of mr.j's factory, their passes and fake teeth were confiscated before, so they can't drive in, it's not a civil dispute, turned into a criminal case.

?? At this time, Yves conjured two new employee passes and two sets of dentures from his arms.

?? "How many of these things have you prepared?!" Reid was shocked and surprised.

?? "With a lot of money, a few passes are nothing, can't you always show off every time." Ive winked triumphantly, and there are many ways to get into a company like mr.j.

?? "Let's just walk in openly."

??…

??Actually, they are aboveboard, because there is no one outside the workplace, not even a patrolling guard. Except that the lights in the workplace are brightly lit, they will think that the company is on holiday.

??They didn't push the door directly to go in. They first chose to go to the side of the workshop, climbed up the high pile of goods, and lay down in front of the high window to peep.The window was so dirty that Yves had to take off his hat and wipe it all over before he could barely see what was going on inside.

?? "Oh?" Eve blinked and said, "It seems that they haven't given up yet, and they are all working hard."

??At this moment, the workplace can be described as full of enthusiasm, which is in stark contrast to yesterday's bleakness. Everyone has something to do.The coffin maker on the workbench is constantly busy, a row of tools are neatly placed, the coffin board is turned around on the workbench, proofreading repeatedly; on the other side, there are large and small design drafts pressed on the blackboard , a few people were writing, drawing and chatting endlessly, presumably they were discussing the design plan; strong laborers were walking around carrying raw materials, no wonder there is not even a guard outside, they must all be arrested to work.

"Why didn't you see Mr. Hardy?" Reid asked after looking around the workshop.

?? "That guy is probably still trying to figure out a way to get through the difficulties. He may not be hiding anywhere." Ive counted the number of people and continued, "Only with this few people, and there are only apprentices. It’s not easy for a rookie to complete the order.”

?? "What about us?"

?? "Look at—"

??Yves observed quietly, staring at every link. It was he who proposed to hold back, but the more he watched, the more anxious he became. mr.j's business has been sluggish recently, many people are on vacation due to arrears of wages, and they are probably waiting for compensation for bankruptcy, and the level of the rest of these people is uneven...

??Actually, for Yves, the love of coffin design itself is higher than the open and secret struggle of businessmen. He clearly understands the importance of an order, and he also knows the satisfaction and achievement of being a professional when completing an order feel.The efforts of these people in front of him are perseverance, but they lack a little professional guidance, which makes him feel like he is sitting on pins and needles.

??What the hell is Hardy doing!?Yves urged in his heart, don't sit in the town in person at this time!

??He subconsciously patted the partition, making a lot of noise. Fortunately, the noise in the room was bigger and it was successfully covered up.A group of people just walked into the workshop.

??Yves eyes lit up, this is not... He almost exclaimed, "These are the guys on mr.j's team who are on vacation, and some of them are quite famous!"

"Why are they back again?" Reid asked, he noticed that Mr. Hardy was also among them, wearing overalls, not as fierce as yesterday, bowing deeply to the new group of people bow.

??Mr. Hardy has lowered his posture. Whether it is the extent of the bow or the posture, it is the highest etiquette in the blood race.This bow seemed to let go of his stubbornness and arrogance. He was less self-willed and more sincere. He was not like mr.j's stubborn boss, but more like an old friend seeking help.

??Although I can't hear the dialogue inside, Ive can feel that Mr. Hardy said a lot. He doesn't talk like a lecturer, but every sentence is from the heart, because those vampires who just came The face of the blood gradually stretched out, the blood race does not have the "human touch" that humans do, and time is the bargaining chip for their stable friendship.Those clansmen who had served mr.j for half a century returned their salutes to Mr. Hardy one after another, and some stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder, as if to comfort him.

??The crowd dispersed, and they went to various positions and integrated into the workshop.It can be seen from every gesture that those people who came back are the backbone of real materials. They returned to the posts where they had fought at the sincere invitation of Mr. Hardy.

?? "Huh..." Eve breathed a sigh of relief, "This guy, it's so good!"

?? Reid watched silently, sorting out all the performances of Ive from making the decision to the moment, his eyes became a little softer.

?? "You planned to do this from the beginning." He said, "You didn't make a move to help mr.j, you just waited for Mr. Hardy to make this move."

?? "I have no choice." Eve sighed, "If we dig into the wall when they are in crisis, maybe we can get them to our side, but the final result is also duplicity, they will not give up The one who cooperated with me, look at what Mr. Hardy looked like before, he would rather die than bow his head, unless the stone in his heart is really enlightened, otherwise he will be a troublesome guy with endless troubles. I have my own selfishness, and I will drive him to a dead end. Introspection can be regarded as a way.”

??This time, Red felt that the years had subdued his arrogance in Yves' eyebrows, and his whole body gradually revealed a reliable sense of stability, which made Red believe that Yves is indeed a 200-year-old vampire. It is impressive.

?? "Let's go." He grabbed Yves.

"What are you doing?"

?? "What you want to do at the moment."

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??The door of the workshop was pushed open again, and everyone looked at the door at the same time. A loud voice asked, and the lingering sound lingered between the beams.

?? "Guys, there is an all-rounder here, where is the lack of manpower?"

?? This time Yves didn't put on a disguise, he just appeared calmly.

?? "Isn't this Yves Arcat?" After a few seconds, someone finally answered.

?? "Didn't he go back?"

?? "It's really Yves, he's more handsome than the one in the portrait."

?? Ive's floor is not hot yet, there is a figure galloping from the end of the work room, and the wild horse, yes, slammed into him, Mr. Hardy is just spraying the coffin , the face is covered with paint.

?? "Akater! Why are you here again!" Mr. Hardy yelled angrily, thinking of Yves' arrogant look before, he would get angry.

?? "Who is Akater?" Yves deliberately shook his head, pretending to be stupid, "I don't know."

?? "How did you get so many work permits!" Mr. Hardy's eyes twitched. Is entering his company the same as entering a supermarket?

?? "Your human resources department is almost out of work. It's easy to get some fake pass. Even if you kick me out again, I can still come in."

?? "..."

??Mr. Hardy is full of black lines, feeling that his company is not as good as a supermarket.

?? "What do you want to do!"

??Yves picked up his work card and shook it away.

?? "Boss, I'm here for work, you have to find me something to do!"