Two days to hang out for Zach, Rut Lesenbra's exact words. But in fact, this is time for Zach to take care of the funeral business. I still remember the name of Zach who came to the west this time, the funeral industry exchange. So, at dinner time, Zach is a socializer.

Get ready for the business card of the Grande Funeral Home, a year of experience privatizing the funeral industry, and bring Dell.

The place where he was socializing was a nightclub, and Zach didn't know why he was talking about things in such a place, but anyway, as the mayor, Rout arranged exchange meetings for his own urban development, and Zach had nothing to say as a 'foreign businessman'.

Zach got a list of four Viga City funeral home owners who would come, and Zach wasn't going to remember his name, and after going up to the VIP seat on the second floor of the nightclub, he leaned on the guardrail to watch the crowd surging below.

"I don't think it's, uh, a normal nightclub......" Dale felt sick from the moment he entered.

"Yes. Zach didn't feel anything special, and glanced at the two men who were ushered up by the waiter, one looked like a strong tough guy, and the other looked a little feminine and neutral. frowned, "Maybe it's really not ordinary." The two men who were brought in sat down on the couch, looked at Zach, unbuttoned their own shirts, took them off, and turned their heads sideways, revealing the rows of ...... around their necks Tooth marks.

Zach glanced at the waiter who was about to leave, "What is this?"

"This is a gift from the boss to the honorable Mr. Toledo, you. "The waiter is quite polite.

Zach glanced at his two gifts again, then at Dale, whose face had begun to turn pale, and said to the waiter, "I'm here to meet with the four funeral owners of the city. ”

It's Zach who is too naïve - he thinks that the funeral owner of Vega City is human.

"Oh, they're ghouls. As long as Mr. Toledo doesn't go downstairs to use these two gifts, it's okay. ”

"Of course. Zach shook his head and waved his hand for the waiter to go.

As soon as the waiter went down, Dale leaned next to Zach and lowered his voice, "Here...... Are they all vampires......"

It's a good thing Zach is a vampire, otherwise no one would have heard Dale muttering something in this noisy nightclub environment, "No." Zach shook his head, knowing that Dale was worried about what he would say that offended the vampire, "DJ is a ...... Thirty-four generations of Giovanni. Zach pouted, uh, Nick. Without digression, Zach pointed in the direction so that Dale could see, "The bodyguard over there is the Seventh Generations of Tsmich." Finally, that cleaning aunt is Cappadocia. There were two twelve Les Senbra on the dance floor, gone. ”

This didn't make Dale's body relax a bit, "That, waiter...... Is it human??"

"Yes. ”

"A human has sent you two humans...... Make a gift......" Dale glanced at the two sides of his neck, waiting for Zach to 'use' the gift, took a deep breath, and forcibly kept his senses, "So in the West, or at least in this city, know, know that humans of alien existence, a lot ......"

Zach was satisfied with Dale's rational judgment of the situation, but this judgment was clearly wrong, "Not much, at least not to the point where I can use it on the dance floor below." ”

Dale shut his mouth. It's probably like what a primary school student feels like when they walk into college. The knowledge I just learned is only a step of the stairs from common sense here...... You know.

Zach could say anything to help Dale transition, but, "You're good, I didn't even notice anything special here." ”

Dale's cheeks twitched, but he didn't respond—he thought the nightclub wasn't ordinary because it had nothing to do with it.

"Wes?" Zach didn't bother with his gifts, instead continuing to watch the people below dance by the guardrail. Zach really hasn't been on such an occasion for a long time, and he's not suitable, and it's too ugly to let a guy like him writhe on the dance floor with a bunch of 'demons and monsters' below. So Zach just kept an inclusive mind until, "Is that Wes?" Zach pointed in the direction of the bar.

Maybe it's just that the name 'Wes' still has a 'role model candidate' meaning to Dell, and Dale glanced in the direction Zach pointed, "Where?" Under the psychedelic nightclub lights, Dale couldn't have seen anyone in the crowd.

Zach saw it clearly, "It's Wes." After speaking, he suddenly patted Dale, "There are no women here!" with a happy face, "What you want to say is that this place is full of men!"

Dale's cheeks twitched again, "Why are you so happy, I thought Miss Louise was your girlfriend." ”

"I'm happy because I know why Router arranged such a place~" Zack's joy turned into a subtle smile, the kind without any kindness, no longer lying on the guardrail - because if Wes saw this and saw Zack, he would definitely find a way to come up!

Sitting in the middle of the two gifts, Zach looked at the feminine one, pursed his lips, and looked at the tough guy, "You guys are doing this, well, how long have you been in business?"

The tough guy looked shy, and the feminine guy opened his mouth, "It's been a while." "Quite a flat tone.

Zach could only look back at the feminine guy and pointed to the other person's neck, "These wounds have not healed, will it cause any trouble?"

"Not now. "As a matter of course," everyone brings a scarf in winter. ”

"Oh. Zach was just killing time, "You know the Middle, at least once it was, that vampires never leave wounds on human bodies. Vampires will heal their food. ”

"Really?" the tough guy seemed to decide to join the conversation, "That's good, at least my mom doesn't think my boyfriend is an animal or has any quirks." ”

Zach raised an eyebrow and decided to continue talking to the feminine guy, "Actually, vampires should have this habit. I'm new here, is this the custom here, in the West?

The feminine guy looked at Zack, "You're Torredo, the waiter just called you Mr. Torredo." ”

"I am. ”

"Oh. I see, you must be a fan of that goth band, who was converted in the middle and then disappeared entirely, leaving you little things who don't know anything, and when you hear something in the middle you think you're a proper vampire. ”

Zach decided to take a second look at the feminine guy. It is the confidence in the other party's tone of his own judgment and the contempt from the bottom of his heart...... For the first time in his life, Zach was treated like this.

"You know that. Zach adjusted his posture, "Gothic band." "Eli's band.

The feminine guy rolled his eyes, "I survived one of his parties, you say." Then he looked at Zach with a mocking look, "Of course, it's not you who survived. ”

In this increasingly interesting conversation with his own gift, Zach learns two things.

First, Toredo has a long way to go in the west. Second, this feminine guy is twisted. At least Zach didn't understand why a human who had survived a vampire's blood feast would do this, uh, 'business'. It doesn't make sense.

"Do you have any thoughts on Toredo. Zach turned to the tough guy, just because he felt that the feminine guy's thinking didn't make any sense to him.

"Me?" the tough guy had that shyness again, "Honestly, I don't know, I'm lucky, I haven't met it." But I heard that they ...... Oh sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean you, but, but I heard that you guys, a little, hard to serve, often people die. He didn't finish speaking, but there was a long pause, "And then become, you." Seeing that Zach seemed to be thinking, the tough guy added, "But I like your music, even though my mom says it's too noisy." ”

Zach automatically filtered the latter sentence. To sum up, it is Eli who bears the reputation of Toredo and creates the impression in the West that Zach has two things that Zach can't tolerate as a vampire - gluttony and overflowing inheritance.

"Do you want to drink us?" the feminine guy grew impatient, "I turned down a Lesembra appointment here, you better make it worthwhile." ”

Zach has some ...... Not knowing what to say, "What about you?"

"I have nothing to do, I'll be yours tonight. "The other one is what a service industry should look like. Well, Zach wished he hadn't.

"The boss here has already paid you. "It's a gift, and of course Zach doesn't think he needs to pay the bill.

"He paid, but you didn't!" the feminine guy tugged at his neck, bewildering, "Business is business! You vampires pay for our blood, and we pay for your blood!

"You can pay for vampire blood. Zach repeated what he felt should be repeated. It's not the status quo that Dora used to sell vampire blood to vampires, it's humans, buying, vampire blood.

White-eyed, of course, Zack's infinitely confused confidence, "Da! I said, it's winter! I don't want to wear a turtleneck sweater in the spring, so I definitely don't want to go out in the summer! I need vampire blood! And I don't want to be able to get what I want to buy when I buy your blood!"

So...... That's what this twisted human thought he was doing, being Zach's life mentor......

Before Dale could hold back his mouth, Zach raised his hand to stop, "Don't talk, I'm just as confused as you." Then he looked at the feminine man who was already about to ride on him by force, "If you insist." Zach took the thimble and pressed it against the other man's neck.

Red, constantly filling the holes in the thimble.

Zach was funny enough, and he didn't make too many scenes in front of Dale that he couldn't accept.

It's a feminine man, his eyes obviously can't see what happened on his neck, but the feeling of blood loss is very obvious, his expression began to be in a trance, and he didn't forget to mutter, "This is a novelty......"

Zach looked back at the tough guy man, "Should I leave him to the extent that he has the strength to go home?" or go straight to the limits of human functioning?" Zach really needs to know that the situation has reached the point of forcing Zach to follow the local customs, isn't it.

"Don't let him die. "Tough guy guy, uh, shy," we were paid a lot. ”

Zach pursed his lips, a little full. But go on, Zach feels like he'll be scolded if he stops, and this feminine guy still has the strength to speak.

Dale finally couldn't hold it back, "How much?!Sell to 'just don't die'!"

"4 thousand 2. The tough guy suddenly became less shy, and looked at Dell, "The market price is actually only 4,000, but the boss here said that you are satisfied." Then he stood up and walked over to Dale, "You can start at any time, I'm much stronger than him, so, you should be very satisfied......"

Dale almost fell off the couch when the tough guy approached, "You, what are you doing?!*!Stay away from me!I'm human!!"

The tough guy man was stunned for a moment, and then, tsk, he began to be shy again, "I'm sorry, I thought you were all ......" honestly returned to his place and continued to sit down.

Zack's hand with the thimble was still on the neck of the feminine man who was still conscious, "Can't you all tell who is a vampire and who is human?"

"Holy Lord!" said the feminine man, to Zack, "are you using this novel way of sucking blood to free your mouth to speak??"

Zach didn't want to respond, "You guys can't tell who your client is?"

"Why do you want to divide it?" still the same flavor as a matter of course, "Whoever pays, yes yes! Only this time we were sent, who knows what you are!" The fan affirmed himself, "but it makes sense." You're Toledo, hmph, I don't think two more will feed you......"

Zack...... Having had enough, he twisted his fingers around the feminine man's neck and looked at the tough guy as the guy crooked into the couch, "It's a good situation, vampires use paid humans in their own way." ”

The tough guy doesn't seem to worry at all about whether his 'colleague' is still alive, "Yes, yes, it's quite common." "The extremely 'gratifying' service industry morality, "No one has their own habits, does it." He smiled at Zack.

Zach dodged the smile, "I'm full." "I don't want to explain that the stigma created by Eli can't be changed overnight, so what's the hurry," as you can see, I'm the only vampire here, and my companion is a human. So if you go and explain the situation to the boss here, he should be able to understand that he is overpaying you. If he really wants to satisfy me as a guest, he shouldn't force me, right?"

The tough guy was stunned for a moment, "So...... You're going to send me back?"

"Yes!" Dale replied scrimbly, "and then take your ...... Colleague move away!"

"But I don't really have anything else to do tonight......" The tough guy seems to be a little frustrated, you know, the returned goods, "my boyfriend went to the ...... in the service"

"That's it!" Zach was going to make arrangements before Dale went crazy, "Do you see that guy down there?" Zach put his arm around the guy who was the opposite of his appearance and walked over to the guardrail, pointing to a head on the dance floor below, "His name is Wes, and he's a retired soldier." ”

The tough guy blinked, not knowing what Zach was going to say.

"I bet he knows a lot of people like them......" Zach glanced at the tough guy with a slight glow, "the life of people like you in the military." You know, there's something your boyfriend can't talk about. Why don't you get to know this Wes, or even befriend him? Find out what your boyfriend is facing, and then, you know, be a good lover. ”

"Good. The tough guy smiled, hey, it seemed inevitable, shy, "Thanks for the advice, I'll get to know him." ”