"Hey-" Joe walked over with two brightly coloured cocktails, the classic Singapore Sling with a sweet and sour taste, plus a beat of carbonic acid and a fruity aroma. Although it tastes and looks good, it is actually made with spirits, and it is easy for people who taste it for the first time to get drunk.

Watching the girl sip wine both shy and curious, Joe's blue eyes were imperative, such a beautiful prey was worth enjoying slowly.

The girl who mistakenly thought that this wine was a drink was brightened by Qiao's compliments, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be stopped, of course, she couldn't resist Qiao's charm, and drank it cup after cup. Until finally, his eyes were misty, and his gaze at Joe was wet like a lost fawn.

Jo helped the girl up with satisfaction and quietly walked out through the side door of the bar. The poor boy never showed up until the end, and a few random members of society had surrounded him long before Joe came up to talk to the girl.

The drunken girl was helped out of the bar in a daze, leaning weakly against the wall in the back alley of the bar. Jo gently sniffed the girl's sweet smell of wine, and picked up the girl's chin, ready to give her a gentle kiss.

It is the habit of every diner to smell the aroma of food before enjoying a big meal, but just as Zhong Qiao's mouth was about to approach the girl's red lips, the girl pushed his face away, bent over the wall and vomited.

"Oh-" Joe slapped his nose disgustingly, as if a delicious grapefruit had suddenly fallen into the dirt, and those who wanted to taste it had to pick it up and wash it clean. Although the taste has not changed, I still feel uncomfortable.

Joe wiped the girl's mouth slightly roughly, tugging at her clothes and preparing to stuff her into a car parked in the back alley. This food needs to be cleaned well.

The girl was stuffed into the back seat of the car, and Joe loosened his neckline and opened the front door to start the car.

A black shadow struck him like lightning, Joe frowned, and quickly dodged, his torn shirt hanging on his chest in embarrassment, revealing a pale chest without any blood.

"A wolf cub?"

Joe sarcastically raised the corners of his mouth. He tore off his tattered shirt and threw it on the ground. "Who gave you the guts to attack a Bloodline?" Werewolves are very strong in combat, and they are also easy to find their weaknesses, slitting their throats and releasing their foul-smelling blood. They will die like a real brute.

The wolf-like cub had lost the ability to speak, whining and roaring, and its snow-white fangs bared out of its grinning wolf snout, and fishy saliva flowed from between its teeth.

Dark brown wolf fur stood on end. The long tail that rises at first rises rises high behind him. The limbs have changed into wolf claws, and the tips of the cold claws on the wolf's claws easily tear through the belly of the prey.

A trace of disdain flashed on Joe's face, only an adult werewolf who has experienced a hundred battles can fight with the blood nobles, this is obviously an underage werewolf in front of him, looking at its attacking posture, it should still be a guy with tender hands. Under normal circumstances, when an underage werewolf encounters a high-level blood clan, he wants to escape immediately with his tail between his legs, but this one is just abnormal, which makes Qiao can't help but mutter.

Just a low roar. The wolf attacked, but its vaunted sharp claws were useless in the face of a blood nobleman. The vampire's teleportation and swift speed caused the wolf to suffer several times, and the smooth fur was covered with a few more bloody scars.

Joe frowned and looked at the werewolf blood on his hands in disgust, oh, the smell almost made him swoon.

I have to make a quick decision, and I still have a big meal to eat! Joe made up his mind and decided to tear the wolf cub's throat in the next turn.

However, as soon as his heart was cold, an inexplicable sense of fear made Joe involuntarily look at his chest, where a Mithril dagger was piercing through his back, through his heart and through his chest.

Joe's eyes widened and he looked back, and the person behind him was the drunken girl in the car who was being served as a good meal. Her expression was no longer as shy and ignorant as just now, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her calm black eyes.

"You, who are you?"

Joe struggled with the last bit of strength to ask this sentence.

"Long Qi, vampire hunter - Long Qi!"

The dagger in Long Qi's hand suddenly stirred and pulled out of Qiao's chest, and the next second Qiao turned into a piece of flying ash in the dark, drifting away with the wind, and the dust returned to dust.

The little wolf had already turned back into a human form, sitting on the ground panting for breath, its eyes never left Long Qi for a moment, from the moment she made a move, to the end like a cold-blooded executioner to harvest the life of that blood nobleman.

The girl's cheeks were still flushed with drunkenness, her black hair was scattered behind her head, and her low-hanging eyelashes were as black and thick as crow feathers, hiding the sparkle in her eyes.

The fact that she was able to succeed in a sneak attack so easily shows that her speed and strength have far surpassed that of the blood clan just now, does such a terrifying power still belong to humans? Isn't she weak like a pet dog in her eyes?

Thinking that it had been rude to her when they first met, and even made an unreasonable demand for "meat compensation" after a full meal at her house, all this made the little wolf embarrassed and eager to dig open the ground with his paws and burrow into the dirt.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Long Qi tugged at the corner of his skirt that flew up, raised his eyebrows and looked at a certain wolf who was drawing circles in the corner, "Hurry up and go home to eat, take a bath and sleep, you have to go to school tomorrow!" Have you memorized all the ancient Chinese poems? Have you done all the rolls? Have you prepared everything for tomorrow? ”

"Uh-, not ...... yet" The little wolf raised his eyes weakly, he didn't know what this had to do with the hunt just now, could it be that the next hunted Bloodclan was a nerd?

Long Qi puffed out his cheeks, his eyes widened, and he pointed at the little wolf and roared like a senior class teacher, "Then what are you still doing in a daze?" Hurry up and go back to study for me, do you still want to give me a few zero eggs to come back? Whoever dares to throw me away from your bread! ”

The little wolf is messy in the wind, I, didn't I go to school to seduce women with beauty? Why, why do you still have to study?

After seeing Long Qi's strength, and being afraid that she would really run out of food for herself, the little wolf obediently went home to fight at night. I can still make do with the language or something, but what the hell is English? As a native Chinese version of a werewolf, learning English is harder than fighting vampires.

Long Qi in the other room carefully looked at his body under the shower, this is a good seedling for practicing martial arts, but the basic martial arts are not very solid, it seems that Long Yi's neglect of her is really not a day or two, such a brother who is not even as good as a stranger, it is better not to have it.

Long Qi can be sure that if she and Ji Xiaotong have a life-and-death conflict in the end, then the silver knife in Long Yi's hand must be aimed at himself, and Ji Xiaotong is the woman he will take care of for a lifetime. (To be continued......)