After breaking up, I picked up a beautiful vampire girl.

"No, no no, don't kill me... I was wrong... don't kill me!!"

Zhao Qiankun was already a little weak due to excessive blood loss. At this time, he was so frightened that tears and snot ran down his face.

Xia Yue ignored him and hugged Li Muhan's body. The next moment, his whole body turned into a shadow. The shadow then dispersed into countless bats and disappeared into the silent winter night.

And the bloody moon in the sky gradually returned to its original state.

Chapter 9 Natural disaster level aliens

A certain bank building in Tianhai City at this time.

The lobby on the first floor of the bank, which had long since closed, was frequently filled with people coming in and out.

It's just that these people didn't go through the main entrance, but went straight down to the fifth underground floor through a hidden elevator on the side.

And here is an action point specially set up by an organization.

At this time, shrill and piercing alarms were ringing continuously on the fifth underground floor, urging the staff to rush to their jobs as soon as possible.

The woman was rubbing her sleepy eyes while wearing a suit jacket. She took the coffee handed over by her colleague and quickly walked to the deepest intelligence hall with the others.

At this time, four people had gathered in the intelligence hall, two men and two women, and each of them had an extraordinary aura between their eyebrows.

"Two alien boundary reactions appeared at the same time?! Is it a turf war?! Is it related to the sudden thunderstorm that just came?"

The middle-aged man in a black windbreaker said with a frown.

"If this is a turf war, can we still stay here and discuss it?"

A smart and capable woman wearing glasses said coldly to the man.

"According to our intelligence officer's report, the location of the accident was in the West Block of Tianhai City, a deserted road. There were almost no residents or shops nearby, and there was no damage to the streets or buildings."

Another tall woman projected the information. The picture showed a street where more than a dozen staff members in black uniforms were loading corpses one after another into body bags.

"Ten people died at the scene, one was injured, and we have no record of the reaction of one of the aliens in the realm."

After listening to the tall woman's report, the man in black trench coat snorted coldly.

"What about the other one?"

"Disaster-level boundary reaction."

After hearing what the woman said, the man in the black windbreaker suddenly stood up. At that moment, cold sweat soaked his back.

"What!? Disaster-level?! What do the people in the Special Management Bureau do for a living? They actually allow a disaster-level alien to appear in the city!?"

The girl who had been sitting on the chair stood up without saying a word. She was wearing a black suit and looked to be around twenty years old. She had short black hair tied into a neat ponytail.

And she always has this elusive smile on her face.

Now she stood up and all eyes were on her.

"Regarding this point, I would like to explain that this natural disaster-level person is a registered personnel under the management of our Special Management Bureau."

As soon as these words came out, the other people were a little surprised.

"Tianhai City has a registered natural disaster-level alien? Why have we never known about this, Deputy Director Lin, do you want to explain?"

The girl called Deputy Director Lin glanced at the man in the black windbreaker and ignored his question.

The others also looked at the girl, seemingly having the same doubts.

She slowly picked up the coffee cup on the table, stirred it and said with a smile.

"The Special Management Bureau is independent of all agencies, whether it is your CIA, the Ministry of National Security, or the military. We have no obligation to report to you."

"Director Lin, that's not quite right. If you don't need us, why did you call us here?"

The bespectacled woman adjusted her thin-framed glasses and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Director Wei, don't be angry. Since we invited you to come, we don't intend to hide it anymore."

The girl picked up a tablet and walked in front of the screen.

"As everyone has just learned, there are two boundary reactions that appeared in the city this time. The disaster-level alien has been under our supervision for fifteen years."

She moved her fingers on the screen a few times, and the file of a beautiful black-haired girl immediately appeared on the projection, and the name of the file clearly read "Shalia".

"Then please tell me what this Xia Liya is like."

The man in black trench coat said.

"Shalia, real name unknown, mythology unknown, years of existence unknown, a rather special alien, a vampire race, but different from the average vampire."

"She was not keen on creating followers to increase her own power. Instead, she wanted to take root in human society and live in a human way. Five years ago, she was adopted by an elderly couple and renamed Xia Yue."

"And fifteen years ago, I served as a guarantor and allowed her to enter the Special Management Bureau. Now, she has come into contact with another alien for no reason, and has also used the power of the realm. This matter naturally falls on my head. I will be responsible for investigating it thoroughly, including the other newly appeared alien."

15 years ago?

Everyone present was a little surprised.

Director Lin said that she had sponsored this alien to enter the Special Management Bureau fifteen years ago, but she looks less than twenty years old. Wasn't she just a child fifteen years ago?

As if she saw everyone's confusion, the girl smiled awkwardly.

"The girl's age is a secret, I hope everyone can understand."

Okay, the Special Management Bureau is a special agency that manages aliens. Who can say that the person who can lead this special agency is not another kind of alien?

After a brief description, Lin Ze put down her tablet, picked up her coffee cup and walked toward the door.

"Hey, where are you going?"

The man in black trench coat stopped Lin Ze.

Lin Ze walked to the door, looked back at the man in black trench coat and smiled.

"Go and investigate, sir."

After saying that, she closed the door and left.

"This woman is so rude! Just leaving us here like this!? I'm going to complain to her superior!"

The tall woman patted the man in the windbreaker on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"I advise you not to do it. If you go by rank, you have to call her Chief Lin, and there must be no delay in the work she has to do."

"Ah?! Isn't she just the deputy director? She..."

"Don't you understand the administrative level of the Special Management Bureau? And as for the aliens, ordinary people like us have no way to deal with them. Who can blame the Special Management Bureau for being so capable?"

"So, what brings us here?"

The man in the black windbreaker sat down on the chair helplessly. Soon, his question was answered and a mission briefing appeared on the projection.

It was a photo of Zhao Qiankun, along with a brief description of the mission.

"This is the only survivor of this incident, Zhao Qiankun. His father is the boss of the Zhao Group, so I hope that all your departments will work together to sort out the aftermath of this incident."

The three people who saw the mission all had unhappy expressions.

Especially the man in black trench coat.

"We were called here just to clean up the mess for the Special Management Bureau!? Why?!"

"There is really no respect at all."

"I'm not going to do this. If you want to clean up their mess, go ahead."

This time, the heads of several top institutions have reached a consensus. What a big deal! They are assigned tasks directly in this way.

Do you really treat them as your minions?

But at this moment, everyone received a text message on their mobile phones.

The text message was sent by the same person, and everyone was stunned when they saw it.

This is someone that even people in their position absolutely cannot disobey.

The message contained only one sentence: Leaders of all departments are requested to fully cooperate with the work of the Special Management Bureau and not make any mistakes.

A few people looked at each other, and in the end, all the unhappiness could only turn into helpless bitter smiles.

The special nature of this special management bureau in China can basically be said to be a special department independent of all administrative agencies.

Its administrative level is unimaginably high.

"Okay, now that we've come to this, let's get back to work."

The tall woman was the first to speak out.

She smiled at the others and was the first to walk out of the office.

The girl with glasses adjusted her glasses, nodded slightly to the man in the black windbreaker, and then left the office.

Finally, the man in the windbreaker was the only one left. He seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. In the end, all his words turned into just one word.

"......Grass."

......

at the same time.

In the top-floor operating room of Tianhai City's most authoritative First Hospital, a group of top-notch doctors who had rushed in from all over the place were nervously performing surgery on Zhao Qiankun.

Although his arm was intact, it was split apart by electricity, and the cells at the connection were necrotic, so it could not be restored even if it was reconnected.

What they have to do now is to save Zhao Qiankun's life as much as possible so that he will not have any sequelae from this "car accident".

Operating room door.

A tall man was sitting on the chair. He looked to be in his fifties and had a resolute face, especially his sharp eyes like a hawk staring at the door of the operating room.

He is Zhao Zhijiang, the boss of the Zhao Group, and the father of Zhao Qiankun.

After learning that his son had been in a car accident, Zhao Zhijiang immediately flew over from other places. Although he had more than one son, this son was not very satisfactory to him.

But in the final analysis it is your own flesh and blood.

Zhao Zhijiang didn't believe what the police told him about the car accident.

The bodyguards who followed his son were all dead. He asked someone to look at the scene, and there was no trace of a car accident at all.

This is an act of revenge against oneself.

Zhao Zhijiang, who has been hanging out in shopping malls all year round, knows very well that shopping malls are battlefields. He has offended too many people, and for a while he couldn't even pinpoint who his target was.

But he vowed that no matter how much force he used, he would make the person who harmed his son pay the price.

......

Li Muhan suddenly opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling. He was actually back in bed, and Xia Yue was lying beside his bed.

It seemed that his waking up also woke up the girl.

Xia Yue slowly stood up.

"What the hell happened last night?"

Li Muhan vaguely remembered that he lost consciousness after being humiliated and beaten by Zhao Qiankun.

But he could still feel that he seemed to see a lot of blood, and many people died in his hands.

When he regained consciousness again, he was held in the arms of Xia Yue in vampire form.

"Did I kill someone? Did I... did I kill someone?"

Li Muhan looked at Xia Yue with trembling eyes.

Xia Yue sat on the edge of the bed, gently raised her hand and put it on Li Muhan's shoulder and said softly.

"It's normal to lose control when you first activate the power of the realm."

"So from now on, will I lose control whenever I use this power?"

Just when Xia Yue was about to answer, there was a knock on the door.

Chapter 10 Monster’s Perspective