Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Warning from the Daywalker
The vampire hunter named Eric Brooks handed Stanley a glass of bright red wine and motioned for Stanley to taste it, saying that he had made it himself. Stanley took a sip and closed his eyes to taste the so-called fine wine.
"It's a pity that I can't taste it at all, but it tastes very special." Stanley opened his eyes and uttered something like this.
"It's surprisingly honest, unlike those people." Eric was silent for a long time before speaking.
"Really? Ha ha. Stanley smiled awkwardly at this remark, not knowing whether it was a compliment or something.
"By the way, that day."
"It's best not to ask too much about that day, even if you ask, I won't answer." Eric smiled and refused.
"I'm actually just curious, but then again, you're here, do you mean there are vampires here?" Stanley turned to look at the dance floor, at least he couldn't tell the difference between a human and a vampire, unless the vampire himself revealed his identity.
"I'm working." Eric said helplessly.
"This is work? And what about the other one? ”
"Mission!"
"Aha, understood."
Stanley was quiet for a moment, while Eric wiped the quilt with a calm face. Stanley found that the vampire hunter didn't seem so cold, as long as you didn't talk about his secrets.
"By the way, there's one more thing." Eric suddenly spoke up, which surprised Stanley a little, after all, it was Stanley who was talking all the time just now, and Eric gave some responses or even was silent.
"You're being targeted by those guys, be careful lately, this is for you, it will prevent the vampires from entering your room, and this one will prevent you from being attacked by the vampires." Out of nowhere, Eric took out a box containing several small pieces of jewelry, crosses, rings, pendants, and other knick-knacks.
"I'm being targeted?" Stanley was slightly stunned, and then relieved.
That vampire operation was not temporarily arranged, but had been planned for a long time, so there must be a black hand behind the scenes to plan all this, and almost all the people on the scene before the vampire hunters arrived, except for Stanley and Sophie!
So as long as you investigate a little afterwards, you will definitely be able to know who the person who resisted them and even killed a few vampires that day, after all, Stanley was just to have fun, and he didn't hide his identity, this kind of thing can be found out as soon as you check it.
"Thank you." Stanley said to Eric with a grateful face.
If he hadn't reminded him, Stanley would have almost forgotten about these vampires, he wouldn't be afraid of being attacked by vampires, but Sophie was different, no matter how she was a woman who had a relationship with him, it wouldn't be the turn of a vampire to bully her.
Hearing this, Eric said very calmly: "Chenghui, five thousand four hundred dollars!" ”
"~~~~~~~~" Stanley suddenly had a feeling of madness, and gave me back the gratitude he had just given, bastard!
"What's wrong? If you're too expensive, I can give you a discount, after all, we know each other. Eric paused, hesitatingly.
"No, no, hehe, the price is good, 5400, come on, swipe the card!" Stanley was a little self-defeating and threw his credit card to Erik.
"Hehe, since you have paid in full so generously, then I can't help but express, give, this is a manual I wrote to prevent vampires, which has my blog address and email address, if there is anything you can consult online, my fee is the lowest in the industry, and the service is indeed the best." Eric smiled for the first time, his white teeth seeming to shine.
Stanley unintentionally put away the box and his credit card, and left without looking back. I just went to learn about vampire hunters and vampires, but I was fooled by someone to take away 5,400 US dollars, that family is a vampire, right, it must be!!
"Hey, Stanley, you're back, why do you have a depressed expression, were you rejected by that beauty?" Sophie and Vilia sat on the sidelines and teased Stanley when they saw him come back.
"Don't say it, what, didn't you go to the dance?" Stanley didn't want to talk about those things, and as for what he had in his hand, he would give it to Sophie when he left.
"I'm tired of jumping, these people are really not afraid of being tired, they're even crazier than us." Vilia shook her head slightly, as if she didn't expect these stars to have such a side.
"What's that, who doesn't come to the bar to play." Stanley shrugged, except for a small group of people, who came to the bar almost always to have a good time and forget about the day.
"Director Sean is gone, and he's still with a blonde beauty." Sophie leaned over and said mysteriously.
"Did you see it?" Stanley was a little surprised.
"No, I was still dancing at that time, but Sophie was tired of dancing and wanted to drink water, and I just happened to see the director and the woman leave together." Vilia said with a smile.
"I remember that the director had a wife." Stanley opened his mouth, didn't he say that Americans are all people who play around before marriage and become loyal and loving after marriage? (Have you been brainwashed by American dramas?) Stanley! )
"It's just a show, which should be normal for men." Sophie said unconcernedly.
"Hehe" For this, Stanley can only say two words, but no matter how he says it, it is someone else's business, and he can't control it.
After chatting casually for a while, Sophie and Vilia said that they were tired and no longer wanted to continue dancing, so the three of them waited for Kate and them to return to their seats, and asked the rest of them for their opinions, and found that Kate had not had enough fun, so they asked to go first.
"Then these two beautiful ladies are in your hands, Stanley Warriors!" Serena was almost on top of Stanley because she was drunk, but she didn't seem to realize that there was something wrong with it.
"I'm going to let you send me back so early." Serena said with her eyes half-squinted.
"I'll go, how much did you drink?" Stanley nephrite in the back (?!) But instead of enjoying it, I was worried about the two women.
"Not much, just one bottle!" Kate said in Stanley's ear with a grin, but unfortunately, the bottle on the table and under the table, anyone who can count knows that it is not a bottle.
Stanley was speechless for a moment, and he was a star, he was simply an alcoholic, and it wasn't one, it was two female alcoholics. He felt that he couldn't let these two women stay here, although they were just ordinary friends, but the outlook on life and values formed in the last twenty years of his life were not so easy to change, and Stanley finally decided to leave with this female drunkard.