The old man was dug out, but instead of digging out glutinous rice balls, Shirley did it herself.
After Tangyuan's transformation, the big dog's paws were too big and not suitable for the delicate work of poaching people. On the contrary, Shirley in human form was very convenient.
After the old man was dug out, he was gently patted on the head with glutinous rice balls and was immediately woken up.
"Who are you?" After the old man woke up, his first reaction was confusion.
Then he saw that there was nothing behind Kemon.
"Where are those blood food and their people? Where have they gone!" The old man shouted in surprise, which was incredible.
But soon, he realized that the man in front of him was the most terrifying person.
The vampire's food was missing. It might have been eaten by the man in front of him, or it might have been saved, but these were not important. What was important was that he was unable to resist.
How the big dog flew here, he didn't know.
The force of the big dog's slap would have turned ordinary people into meat patties long ago. He barely resisted, but his strong body also became half-disabled.
Although he is not a pure vampire, he is still a person who has been taken care of by the vampires. His own physique cannot be defeated by ordinary species.
At this moment, the old man knew that there was no hope for his life, and he could only place his hope in another alien space that would soon lead to his life in the bar.
That space will be the real Moonlight Tavern, a place where vampires gather.
There are some powerful Vampires who can open mountains with their bare hands.
Presumably the man in front of him couldn't resist the palm power of the King of Blood Clan.
"How many people have you harmed in this bar?"
At this time, Kemeng asked, and the first question was like a sharp knife, cutting through the other person's heart.
The slightly narrowed eyes concealed cold murderous intent, and the invisible pressure was like a dragon coiling over Ke Meng's head, watching him silently.
The old man trembled all over and couldn't explain what it felt like. It was the first time that a human being used so-called "aura" to overwhelm his mind.
The old man's lips trembled: "No, I don't remember. It seems like there were hundreds of thousands of people."
Kemeng said, his voice slightly raised.
The dragon-slaying knife is hidden in the storage item, and the ray of coercion overflows through the gap to suppress the opponent.
This ray of mental coercion generally does not appear on its own initiative.
Normally, Ke Meng has adapted to the pressure of the Dragon-Slaying Sword. By communicating with the sword, he deliberately lets the Dragon-Slaying Sword restrain its pressure.
Only when intimidating the enemy would Kemeng use his momentum to overwhelm them.
I have to say that this lift is very useful. The old man who was in a poor mental state had nothing to say, and all his thoughts came out.
This moonlight bar has been open for decades. It was not a gathering place for vampires at first. However, in the next few years, part of the bar was opened up. Later, a vampire found out about it and took control of the hidden space of the moonlight bar. Hiding that layer of space, he usually works outside soliciting customers, constantly bringing vampire food into the bar for the vampires.
Every time at midnight, the two spaces coincide with each other, but they don't overlap every day. It depends on the mood of the other person.
Another point is that the space journey has already happened and cannot be stopped. The space here will completely overlap with the real moonlight bar later. The blood tribe will never let go of Ke Meng, this troublemaker.
Kemeng asked about the strength of the blood clan leader again, and when he heard that he could open a mountain with one hand, Kemeng raised his eyebrows.
The patriarch's palm power is amazing, but I don't know if it's true.
The old man is already old. He is a tool of the vampire clan, and the information he hears may not be true.
On the other hand, Kemeng also learned about the old man's life experience. It turned out that the old man had eaten some food sent by the blood clan leader over the past few decades.
The old man's body is several times stronger than that of a world-class athlete. On the surface, he looks sluggish, but in fact he is so full of life that he has no problem living for two hundred years.
But with such a strong body, he was still hit into the wall by Tangyuan. The old man was completely frightened, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, thinking that the leader of the blood clan would deal with Kemeng.
He would never have said these things in his heart, but Ke Meng used his power to suppress others, and coupled with the violent glutinous rice balls beating people online, he was still frightened, so he had to grimace and reveal everything he knew.
"Is everything finished?" Kemen asked.
"It's all said and done, no." The old man nodded hard. Although he didn't feel good, he still said it.
"Then you are useless now, come in for me!"
After Kemen finished speaking, he took out a roll of tape from the storage scarf.
With a hiss, he tore off a large roll of tape, sealed the old man's mouth tightly, tied his hands and feet, and threw it into another storage item.
In addition to scarves, there are other storage items on Kemeng's body. They are all from the Investigation Bureau. They can be borrowed and used at any time. There is no need to go through complicated procedures to apply to superiors.
Without the old man, the bartender suddenly became much quieter.
However, the lights above were getting redder and redder, and the surface of the performance stage seemed to be seeping with blood.
The blood that had previously dripped to the ground turned into a trickle at some point. It gathered into a small patch on the performance stage and continued to grow.
Kemen left the stage, walked off the stage, looked around, and gradually saw some blurry black figures walking around in the bar.
These black shadows are very illusory, with heights and lows, elegant and handsome shapes, and the one thing they have in common is that they are all holding a glass of wine.
Shadow stream?
No, it's not.
Kermon calls these translucent shadows hallucinations.
Although it is an illusion, as the spatial overlap deepens, the hallucinated images become more and more real, and gradually have the texture of flesh and blood.
The smell of blood in the air has also risen to a new level. It seems that everyone is soaked in a pool of blood. If you take a random breath of air, you can inhale the smell of blood all over your nose.
Also because of the deepening spatial overlap, those illusory images no longer sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, but show expressions of surprise.
They were surprised that there was only one blood food in the whole bar and no new blood food.
Could it be that today’s staple food can be eaten by one person for a hundred people?
The elegant Vampires were surprised, but soon they noticed that there was a huge dog next to Kemeng, and a non-human... female?
"Ladies and gentlemen, something seems to have happened tonight. Our Mr. Jin is missing. This young man may be from the Investigation Bureau. Don't underestimate him. He dares to come in alone. It must not be simple. Role."
"I'll call the clan leader over now."
Ke Meng vaguely heard some vague sounds. These sounds were originally very quiet and intermittent, but Ke Meng was extremely spiritual and he was standing in the middle of the bar. It was difficult not to hear them.
As the spatial overlap deepened, some vampires with scarlet eyes grinned and made beast-like sounds.
Those sounds were the sounds of hunger. Listening to these sounds, Ke Meng inexplicably thought of the idiom of a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.
