Jiang Chi's figure quickly elongated, and he became an adult-sized person in the blink of an eye.

The outline of his face became clear.

His eyebrows and eyes are narrow, as if he has his own eyeliner, the tails of his eyes are slightly upturned, and his eyelashes are dense and long, like a small brush. His lips are also very beautiful, with thin lip flaps and dark red, like a demon.

Jiang Chi raised his hand and pushed open the window, the night breeze poured in at once, he raised his slender fingers, his fingertips lightly pressed on his canine teeth, and then a huge bat wing suddenly rose behind him.

His batwing was pitch black and huge, obscuring the room almost at once. His bat wings have beautiful lines on them, luxurious and mysterious.

Jiang Chi's fingertips lightly tapped the glass, and then the bat wings were slightly retracted, and suddenly turned into a bat, jumped out of the window, and easily chased Shen Jiu's vicinity.

Shen Jiu didn't go to the convenience store immediately.

She went to the police station first, returned the umbrella, and then walked to the convenience store.

As she walked, she thought about Jiang Chi's affairs, and she didn't notice at all that in the dark night, a small bat swept across the sky and followed behind her.

Tonight was a gathering of the Blood Clan, and the streets were not very quiet, and the Blood Clan who set up night stalls filled the entire long street, and the shouting and shouting resounded almost throughout the night.

Shen Jiu shuttled through the long street and wanted to enter his convenience store, but as soon as he was halfway there, he was grabbed by the arm.

A vendor shouted at her, "Girl, don't you look at these snacks?" ”

The vendor grabbed the small bag of snacks in bulk on the stall, handed it to Shen Jiu, and winked at her: "The latest, limited supply." ”

Shen Jiu suddenly smelled the strong smell of blood.

Her eyes flushed uncontrollably, and then she pushed the vendor away, her face sinking instantly.

Shen Jiu suppressed his voice: "It is illegal to sell human blood products without permission. ”

The peddler's face sank suddenly.

He let go of Shen Jiu, pushed her a little farther away, and waved his hand impatiently: "Bad luck, forget it if you don't buy it, and still talk about the law here." ”

The peddler muttered while glaring at Shen Jiu maliciously.

Shen Jiu tugged at his clothes, ignored him, lowered his head and walked briskly towards the convenience store.

The peddler kept staring at her until another person came out and smashed him with his elbow: "Eh, you say, will this woman really run to report us?" ”

The man raised his hand and put it across his neck, "Shall we-"

The peddler gave a hesitant look: "A woman who doesn't seem to have much power." ”

He was pondering whether to make a move when he heard a soft tap.

The stall was lightly tapped.

The peddler hurriedly turned his head, and before he could see who was coming, he raised a smile: "Pure Blood Clan snacks, do you want a bag?" ”

The man was tall and tall, but he was covered with a wide black cloak, and his face was covered by a large hat, and only the hand he had landed on the stall could be seen.

The fingertips are slender and the joints are distinct.

The man whispered, "How many goods do you have here?" ”

The peddler was stunned for a moment, and then a little ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face: "A warehouse! ”

This is a big customer.

He excitedly pointed to the car not far away: "It's just a small part over there." ”

The man in the black cloak tugged at the brim of his hat slightly, and his voice was low and soft: "Take me to see it." ”