Chen Mo walked on the street, every door was closed, and most of the pedestrians on the side of the road were in a hurry, not daring to stay on the street for too long.

Without exception, they had two open-minded wounds on their necks, most of which had not healed and were slightly inflamed.

This kind of wound is not treated well, and it is easy to die.

Chen Mo glanced at the only shops that were still open, including a sprinkle bar and a bakery.

Of course, the so-called bakery only sells brown bread.

This kind of black bread is hard enough to be used as a weapon. But no matter how tooth-wrenching and throat-hurting the black bread mixed with sawdust and gravel may be, it is still the best delicacy of the human race of this world, for they often do not even have bread in their rice bowls.

They sow, harvest, thresh, and put it into warehouses, and all this grain is given to the bloods, but the bloods don't like it, but they will collect it and let the inhabitants exchange it for their own blood.

Most of these residents are in a half-dead state of anemia, and if they really want to resist, they don't have the strength, so to speak, the blood clan has completely controlled these people through this means.

Chen Mo found that the people here were very indifferent, and they didn't have any intention of looking at each other when they walked on the street, they all lowered their heads and did their own business.

There was an eerie mist in Lighthouse Town, which made the glow that fell overhead look cold, and the sky was hazy and gloomy.

Chen Mo didn't stop and take a look, just walked slowly. Observing as he walked, this was a new place after all, and Kelis had never been to it, and the information given by the copy was limited, and he needed to use his own eyes to collect a lot of information.

At least now that he's got useful news, the presence of him and Kyliss doesn't surprise anyone.

The population of the town is not large, and theoretically speaking, the first reaction of two strangers should be curiosity, but Chen Mo did not feel the corresponding emotions from these people.

The world is cruel, in fact, humans who are used as food and slaves by vampires have a much lower mortality rate under vampire rule than if they were to survive alone in the wild.

In the wilderness, there may be werewolves, undead, and even powerful beasts, and ordinary people simply can't fight against them.

After so many years, the Terrans have become accustomed to relying on the protection of vampires to survive the long dark nights, and in the long years of serving as food and labor, some Bloods are willing to give some Terrans the first embrace of vampires.

As a result, many humans hope to become a newborn vampire in their lifetime.

It's just that today, when werewolves and undead are about to move, the rulers of the blood clan have begun to no longer be so laissez-faire about werewolf enslavement, but have strengthened their control and suppression, and as for humans, they still don't have much vigilance.

However, at this moment, Chen Mo heard the sound of giggling laughter coming from in front of him, and at the same time, he also saw four or five young people gathered on the side of the road, their mouths wrapped in cigarettes, dressed in a stream.

They wore colorful leather clothes, and their hair was also non-mainstream, and their leather clothes were nailed with iron nails. What nose rings, earrings, and mouth rings are all standard, how to come from the non-mainstream.

What surprised Chen Mo the most was their exposed arms, which were not tattooed flower arms, but mechanical prosthetic limbs.

Only a small number of people still have their original arms.

All around them, smoke fills the air, and there is a rich, slightly sweet smell of tobacco in the air.

This is a top-of-the-line cigar from the "Holham Company".

"Mercenaries, these are all mercenaries of the Blood Clan." Carlies explained in Chen Mo's ear.

Chen Mo bowed slightly, he had already guessed.

This long street is so quiet, and the people who can make a loud noise in such a place, except for the Blood Clan, are only the most loyal mercenaries of the Blood Clan.

The quality of these mechanical prosthetics was obviously very good, and Chen Mo saw that they could move their arms with ease, as if they were his real hands.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, if the mercenaries were all this urine, he really didn't dare to join. Error-free updates @

He may not have penetrated the core of the blood clan before he will be disgusted by this group of guys.

"I said Mondo, can you kid not take your alchemy pistol every day.

Come out and show off, we all know that the Bloodrose boss values you, but you don't have to show off like this. ”

"Cut,, you just envy me!" The young man named Mondo was obviously much more delicate, but the looked fierce.

In particular, on his shoulder is a lifelike Kui Niu, with staggered gilded lines, delicate golden hair all over his body, and a one-legged standing on the ground, sitting on the sky and roaring.

Chen Mo always felt that this cow might come back to life at any time.

He didn't speak, and walked away silently, and these mercenaries didn't come to trouble them, thinking that the Blood Rose should have set some rules, after all, these people are all nutrients for the blood clan, so the Blood Rose will not let the mercenaries bully them.

Although he wants to join the mercenary, it is clearly not now.

Chen Mo took Kelis to look around, and walked around the lighthouse town, only to find that only a few taverns with faint swaying wine flags could safely open here, and they didn't know why.

Chen Mo and Kelis chose one of the taverns and pushed open the door of the tavern. @

On the door of the tavern, there are two fairies with open breasts, black beards, eyebrows and hair shrugging each other, two horns on their heads, and holding mahogany swords and reeds.

Door God!

Chen Mo frowned slightly, according to Kelis's previous introduction, as well as his observations, Chen Mo found that feudal superstition was simply deeply rooted in the hearts of the people here.

Even to the point of some kind of demonic fright, could it be that this is also some kind of ruling method of the blood clan?

Chen Mo didn't know that maybe if he stayed in Lighthouse Town for a month, he would become as numb as these people?

He gathered his thoughts and pushed open the door to the tavern.

The people in the tavern don't talk very loudly, most of them drink and sprinkle on their own, and the occasional conversation can also reduce the voice.

The owner of the tavern was a woman, and a very beautiful woman, with fiery red hair like a burning flame, and emerald eyes like snake children.

The other party has an extremely hot body, with a proud figure wrapped in a high-elastic tight vest, and a white brooch tattoo on the waist of the vest line.

And on the table where the woman's front desk leaned, there was still a person, no, it was not a person at all, and the huge upper body was like a swollen ball.

Beneath the golden skin, there was a large amount of pus, as if pus would come out at any moment.

The most strange thing is that its lower body is two thin legs like a fast son, and it is really a little discordant against the fat upper body.

The other party still has a cigarette in his mouth!

It's a huge, ugly toad, or the thin-legged species.