Chapter 1424
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Humans gathered together to form an organization that could sell blood independently. The blood was given to the Blood Clan, and the Blood Clan would also provide a monetary reward.
This kind of commercial food chain organization was divided into two types. One was the form of directly selling blood, selling it to the Blood Clan based on the price of a bowl of blood; the other was selling it by letting the Vampires bite the neck and suck the blood. Compared with the two, the price of the latter was slightly higher.
Of course, these would not harm the life.
Soon after things stabilized, Fidel came to her.
The two chatted in the room for a long time. Fidel told her a lot of stories from the past, chatting from night to day. Maybe it was because he drank the wine, but when he spoke, his emotions were muddled, and his words did not connect with the rest of the story.
Fidel held the wine bottle, and his usual elegant demeanor was long gone. His handsome face was slightly tipsy and red, but his expression was very decadent.
His hair was messy, and his clothes were untidy as he leaned against the corner of the wall. He held a bottle of 1943 red wine in his arms, and his whole body shrank in the corner, motionless.
Shen Wanqing sat on the chair with a cold face, looking at Fidel in the corner who was drunk.
Fidel murmured, and finally, he burst into tears, "Dear Prince Dracula, my Prince, I'm sorry … I didn't protect Shirley well, I'm sorry … I'm a useless vampire … I can't beat the Pope of the Holy Cathedral, I'm so ashamed … Wuwuwuwuwu …"
The person who was wailing and crying was simply unbearable to look at. Shen Wanqing's forehead hurt.
At first, Fidel came to her with a serious face and said that he had something to discuss with her, so she brought him to the room. Who knew that after this guy closed the door, he immediately took off his coat.
Good heavens, she almost thought that this guy was going to do something. She didn't even have time to withdraw her foot before she saw this guy take out five bottles of red wine.
After that, he poured wine, drank, and went crazy.
Of course, this was all Fidel drinking alone, and Shen Wanqing …
Looking at Fidel who was drinking very happily, Shen Wanqing felt very puzzled.
Wasn't this stuff as disgusting as feces in the mouth?
Shen Wanqing, who thought there was no problem, took out her favorite Vang Tsai milk. She opened the can and couldn't wait to take a sip. Finally —
"Pfff …"
F * ck!
Shen Wanqing threw the Vang Tsai milk to the side. Her crimson eyes were extremely gloomy. It tasted so bad that it made one's face contort.
Looking at the drunk Fidel, Shen Wanqing suddenly became stubborn.
She reached for the glass and poured a mouthful of Vang Tsai milk into it. It was just enough for one mouthful!
Neither more nor less.
Shen Wanqing took the cup and walked over without saying a word.
Her small body strode forward, her crimson eyes emitting a sinister chill. Fidel, who was holding a bottle of wine and drinking on the wall, opened his eyes in a daze. He saw a pair of ferocious scarlet eyes staring at him. She walked over step by step, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, suffocating him.
Immediately, Fidel was scared to tears. He held the bottle and wailed, "Don't, don't, don't … Don't come over … Don't come over, I don't like you, don't … Don't do this … No …"
"…"
Someone who had been standing outside the door silently clenched her fists.
"Bang —" The door was suddenly opened.
The two people in the room were stunned.
Shen Wanqing kept pinching Fidel's cheeks to force him to look up, while the other hand held the glass of Vang Tsai milk and poured it into Fidel's mouth.
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