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Not far from Fishing Alley, to be exact.

It is the slum of Nanjing City.

(Diaoyu Alley: Those who have watched "The Thirteen Hairpins of Jinling" should understand that it refers to the Qinglou, a building complex built against a living tributary of the Qinhuai River.) ）

Most of the low-class people raised in the houses of the rich in the city, the handymen of the big restaurants, and even the gangsters who wander the market and the drivers who pull rickshaws live here.

It is "a wall apart, a difference between clouds and mud".

The three-foot laneway, but it is clearly distinguished, one side sings day and night, spends money like earth, and the wine pond meat forest is endless day and night; the other side works day and night, the five grains are insufficient, the leftovers in the pot are cold, and the dregs and vegetables are endless from generation to dynasty......

In the deep dirty corner of the street closest to Cuixi Building, there lives a mother and son whose son works in the city's "Wufu Restaurant", and her husband was recruited by the army and quietly disappeared as early as a month ago.

According to their family's daily schedule, I think this time should be to cook and cook, and the smoke is curling.

Today, however, it is different.

The bad rice in the pot has been washed, and there is more water and less rice, but there is no smoke on the stove.

On the cutting board lay three pickles, usually chopped, but the other half was still intact, but the kitchen knife was missing.

In the half-covered and half-exposed cauldron, there were still three bowls of leftovers that the family's son had returned from the restaurant, and almost seventy percent of them had not been eaten, but now, the leftovers had completely lost their temperature, and the lard had formed a skin on the soup, enveloping the smell of meat that was rarely smelled in this family.

Looking indoors, through the crack in the door, the first thing you can see is a pair of legs stretched out and lying on the ground, trembling violently from time to time, and the room is in a mess, broken chairs and broken shirts......

A woman with black hair and a coarse cloth man's clothes that could not hide her slender figure, buried her head in the neck of her five big and three thick sons, and her hands seemed to hug the upper body of this son, but those slender and white hands stretched out five slender nails longer than chopsticks!

-- The long nails were tinged with a blue-gray color of copper and iron, and every inch of them was soaked with still bright red blood, and where the nails had slashed, not only the clothes, but also the skin were torn, and ten deep wounds were cut on the back of the son!

"Uh...... Ha ......"

The woman's buried head was raised suddenly, her mouth was low and long, her pupils turned white, but the expression on her face seemed to make people feel a sense of ease and comfort, but—

The woman's mouth was full of blood, even below her collarbone! A pair of canine teeth, as slender as beast teeth, with a length exceeding two index knuckles, were even dripping with warm blood!

The scarlet blood is more gorgeous than the color of the lips and tongue, and the woman's delicate and even a little cold face is set off fiercely and terrifyingly, only to see that the woman closed her eyes in enjoyment, and then the canine tooth retracted to the length of a normal person's canine tooth at a slow speed, the woman's lips opened and closed the remaining blood on the lips and tongue, and swallowed it fiercely, before she raised her hand tiredly and wiped her chin with the back of her white hand.

No, it's not so much exhaustion as laziness!

As the woman wiped her chin, the ten nails on those two hands quickly retracted, shrinking to an extent that was not much longer than the fingertips.

It doesn't take long to recover from blood addiction.

After Chloe woke up, a pair of beautiful eyes that faded back to crimson like jewels, and without the slightest emotion, she glanced at the young man in front of her who had a loyal face and still had a strange expression of pleasure on her face, and it didn't take long to look away and shake off the "blood food" that had been drained of her blood.

Patting the clothes she was wearing, Chloe lowered her head, and inadvertently saw the blood droplets stained on the corners of her clothes, and her face that suddenly exuded a strange charm immediately became disgusted and angry, as if she was stained with some of the dirtiest things in the world at this moment, she lost her mind and kept pulling her sleeves to wipe it hard-

But this was only a coarse linen garment of inferior quality, or was it worn out, and how could it be wiped clean so easily?

Chloe, however, gradually regained her senses as she continued to wipe, her expression slowly calmed down and became nonchalant again.

Her eyes skimmed over a broken human figure on the kang, her hand was slightly raised, which could cover her mouth, and her eyes narrowed slightly and she yawned - she was sleepy, but the old woman even relied on the kang for her death, and she couldn't sleep at all!

What a badass!

Maybe it's because she has just "eaten", and Chloe, who originally looked a little immature and young, but at this time, every movement, every expression, and every subtle temperament on Zhou's body exudes an inextricable charm, even if it is a small anger, it can make people feel coquettish, even if the hands are full of blood.

Chloe yawned and stretched, turning towards an old wooden cabinet in the corner.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Chloe's white hands picked up and fell down one old coarse cloth shirt after another, with a happy expression on her face, as if she were the owner of the house, and all the things in front of her were her own—but now it was no worse, the two of them were now lying on the ground, lifeless, and absolutely unable to protest what she had done.

Chloe happily pulled out the red cloth shirt and skirt at the bottom of the box, didn't care about the half-open and half-hidden wooden door, and the two corpses with round eyes, and took off the bloodstained coarse cloth men's shirt with a big grin, a pair of underdeveloped small bamboo shoots swayed in the dim light of the oil lamp, and the red two cherries lined her skin more and more white and dazzling, and Chloe was not in a hurry to put on the red cloth shirt and skirt in the cabinet, but first gently, Gently holding the coarse cloth man's shirt that had been taken off, wiping the blood on the back of his hand, and humming his father-in-law when he was a child......

Oh no, it's not time to say it's the father-in-law, that man has already been killed by himself......

Chloe hummed the tune of her favorite "Peach Blossom Fan" when she was a child, her eyes were focused, she wiped the blood on her hands inch by inch, and threw the dress aside after wiping, and put it on the red cloth shirt and skirt with her bare hands......

Chloe knew she had changed.

Chloe didn't know she had changed.

She knew that her calloused hands, which had grown calluses at a young age because she washed the clothes of her brothers and sisters in the troupe every day, were now smoother and tenderer than freshly peeled eggs......

She didn't know that if she could remember the face of the person who "transformed" her that night, she might understand why she had changed......

She and that person are more and more alike.........