Shen Mo chose an empty table to sit down nearby, and began to carefully examine the situation in the bar.

The spirit swept over, and the staff in this bar were all vampires without exception, and there were thirty-eight vampires that could be seen silently.

There are two people at the bar who are responsible for selling alcohol, and there are four people dancing passionately on the dance floor, scattered around and dressed as security personnel, in fact, there are 22 people who surround Shen Mo and others, and there are 10 people who are interspersed in the scattered seating room and serve drinks to customers.

In the silent mind, the entire bar had woven a vast web of deadly ghosts, encompassing all the humans present.

It's a bloody feast of flesh that is about to bloom.

And as a dish for the banquet, there are a total of twenty people with Shen Mu, all of whom are human.

Among them, in addition to the four-person team that had just entered the door, there was also a decadent middle-aged man dressed as a priest, and a Caucasian man dressed as a mercenary.

The remaining thirteen people are all extremely ordinary passers-by.

The priest was alone, decadently pouring liquor into his stomach, with the expression of God deceiving him, and at first glance he was a priest with a story.

The Caucasian man was extremely cautious, and like Silence, he was constantly observing the bar, and seemed to see that there was something wrong with it.

The next moment, Shen Mo met the white man's gaze, and the two showed the expressions of people in the same way.

The white man picked up the half-drunk whiskey on his table, smiled and walked slowly to silence.

When the white man was seated, he raised his hand and called the waiter, and said.

"Waiter, open a bottle of whiskey for this gentleman, I'll treat you."

Before he could speak, the white man lowered his voice and said, "There is no problem with the wine, you can drink it with confidence, but there is a problem with this bar." ”

Shen Mo looked at the guests around him, most of them had ordered drinks, but none of them fainted or had any adverse reactions.

The wine is indeed good wine, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The problem is all with the people who sell alcohol, these vampires sell alcohol, and they don't want money, but life!

"What's wrong with this bar?" Shen Mo also asked in a low voice.

"There's a strong smell of blood here," the white man suggested, "and the floor, the tables, the ceiling, almost everywhere has been soaked in blood, and though it has been cleaned, the smell of human blood can't escape my nose." ”

The white man looked solemn, and although he saw that there was something wrong with the bar, he didn't know that he was being haunted by a group of vampires.

"My name is Peter, and I'm a mercenary, a retired U.S. Marine Corps soldier who fought in the Iraq War."

Peter explained his situation, apparently signaling an alliance to Silence.

After many years as a mercenary, Peter knew that many times, sharp intuition is more important than strength.

I don't know if Silent is strong or not, at least he realizes that there is something wrong with this bar, unlike the others, who are immersed in alcohol and dancing, and have already completely fallen.

"If there is an accident in a while, you and I can help each other, if there is no accident, I wish you a good dream." Peter raised the whiskey in his hand and took a puff of it, a look of great pleasure on his face.

Silent and learned, he lifted the whiskey that the waiter had just delivered, and took a sip lightly.

Multiply!

The taste is very choking, with a strong barrel aroma, and this wine is best paired with other drinks for silence.

Let's say a bottle of Sprite.

"Waiter, help me get a bottle of Sprite from '82!"

Shen Mo beckoned to the waitress on the side, it was a waitress with a sexy figure and professional attire, but in Shen Mo's eyes, she was a female vampire with a pale face and scarlet eyes.

“·····” The whiskey in Peter's hand was stunned, and he didn't expect Shen Mo to say such a thing.

Sprite he knew, it was a very delicious carbonated drink.

But what the hell is Sprite in '82?!

Peter looked at the serious silence on his face, and his mind raced, and he immediately understood.

Silence, this is finding fault.

Obviously he wants Sprite, but secretly he wants to do something to make the people present realize that there is something wrong with this bar.

Peter said in his heart, the young man is still too young, and there are thirty-eight people on the other side, not counting those who have not appeared.

If Shen Mo makes trouble, he will definitely be pulled out in advance and dealt with alone, and only by holding back, waiting for the opportunity, and seizing the opportunity can he escape from here.

Thinking so, Peter subconsciously prepared to lift his ass and leave his seat, to distance himself from the silence that had killed himself.

"Peter, sit down, you have to know that the whiskey and Sprite are '82, it's very delicious!"

Peter's old face pulled, this is clearly the rhythm of pulling himself into the water!

"I'm sorry sir, we don't have Sprite in the bar, and we don't have '82 Sprite." The waitress replied politely, but her eyes revealed the evil interest of the prey playing with the food.

"What?!" The silent palm slapped on the table hard, making a dull loud noise, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, the energetic music, and the dancers on the dance floor who writhed their bodies all came suddenly, "Such a big bar, not even an 82-year-old Sprite, what kind of bar is it open, close it for me now!" ”

The silence became even more arrogant, and he suddenly stood up, pointing at the staff around him and scolding.

Such an arrogant act immediately attracted the attention of the vampires in the audience, and they all stared at Shen Mo with greedy eyes.

Such people, when they see their true colors later, and are frightened, must taste very delicious.

What kind of blood is the most palatable for a vampire?

Of course, when people's hearts are shrouded in fear, they are more charming, like barbecue meat with cumin, which is different and makes vampires intoxicated.

Hiss! Hiss!

Shen Mo could faintly hear the sound of vampires swallowing saliva, and looked warily, only to see that most of them were holding back their animal desires, as if they were waiting for something.

"What's the matter? Don't you have a steward here? Call your manager in and let him give me a perfect explanation of why the bar doesn't have an '82 Sprite. ”

Silence continued to shout, putting as much pressure on the vampires as he could, forcing them to do it early, rather than waiting until everyone present was drunk.

The female vampire's face is extremely ugly, and her strong desire for blood is about to break through her psychological defenses as Shen Mo persecuts.

But at this moment, an extremely charming voice sounded, causing all the vampires present to lose their arrogance and look like slaves.

"Hee-hee! Why is this guest so angry, is the wine not tasty? Or are the dancers not pretty enough? ”

Silently looking for prestige, a bewitching beauty in a bikini with an extremely hot body slowly walked from the backstage, exuding a mysterious magic that charmed all beings with her gestures.

She is the owner of this bar, the vampire queen.