Chapter 82 Bloodline

The moment Gu Zhuoan walked back to the bar, a low female voice called him:

"What's wrong with you?"

Glancing sideways, Chihiro Amemiya, who was wearing a red dress, leaned against the wall outside, hugging her shoulders. She lowered her eyebrows and continued to ask without turning her head:

"Could it be that it's the same old problem...the problem of losing control of supernatural powers has worsened again?"

"There's a bug among your guests."

"insect?"

Chihiro Amemiya was slightly stunned and turned to look at Gu Zhuo's case.

This underground bar was founded by the mafia family behind her. Every guest is carefully selected. Only those with a certain status in the underworld are eligible to enter, and they must sign a strict confidentiality agreement before that.

How could a bug sneak into a place like this?

Who is so bold?

"Help me investigate the man in the flowered shirt. Contact me when you have any results."

He said this in a hoarse and cold voice, and then, under the confused gaze of the proprietress, Gu Zhuoan walked towards the exit of the bar without looking back.

Gu Zhuo never looked at her from beginning to end.

"He...will cry too?"

Chihiro Amemiya hugged her shoulders, whispered softly, and glanced at Gu Zhuoan's back again.

He walked unsteadily, and his back looked like a mad dog with its spine whipped.

As soon as he walked out of the underground bar, the morning light sprinkled down from the sky. Gu Zhuoan raised the back of his hand to block the light, squinted his eyes, and trembled with blood-blurred pupils.

After a moment, he slowly raised his head and suddenly saw a figure in the alley suspended in mid-air by a black belt. His body was surrounded by long black belts to form a huge sphere, hanging motionless in mid-air.

Through the gaps between the restraints, he could see an unconscious man inside.

The man's appearance and the floral shirt he was wearing were exactly the same as the person who had left him the recorder. At this time, the man's sunglasses slowly slipped off his face and fell to the ground through the gap in the restraints, making a crisp sound.

"Black pupa..."

Gu Zhuo'an murmured the name with a gloomy expression, a violent gleam in the corner of his eyes. He passed under the man in the flowered shirt and slowly disappeared into the sunlight at the end of the alley.

Ten minutes ago, the restraint belt incarnation handed the recorder to Gu Zhuoan and left the underground bar.

After returning to the alley, he immediately climbed up to the rooftop of the residential building and found the fainted old man. He honestly returned the floral shirt, suit pants and sunglasses on his body. The main theme was the spirit of a good young man who always returns what he borrows.

Then Ji Minghuan controlled the restraint belt avatar to stretch out his right arm from the railing and peeled off a "restraint belt trap" on the top of a cosmetics billboard endorsed by Yui Aragaki.

In a blink of an eye, the pitch-black restraints wrapped around a corner of the billboard like a group of snakes, covering Yui Arata's beautiful face, but it soon became transparent again, and the billboard quickly returned to its original appearance.

[The active skill "Bound Belt Trap" has been released. The cooldown time of this skill is: one day (one bound belt trap will be generated every day, and a maximum of two bound belt traps can be stored)]

[The number of available restraint traps is: 0]

Then, Ji Minghuan asked the avatar to throw out the man in the flowered shirt who had put on his clothes again.

The moment the trap was triggered, the man's body was instantly engulfed by the rising restraints. He swung in the air like a swing for a while, and then slowly came to a stop in the alley.

"This way, when Dad gets out, he won't waste time investigating the underworld, but will come straight to me... He can't be so stupid as to think that I'm really a gangster, right?"

Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan contentedly let the restraints on the rooftop turn into a hot gas and dissipate.

Black Pupa's body has already arrived home, and he is lying on the bed in the hotel with nothing to do. Tomorrow night, Ji Minghuan will use Black Pupa to meet Gu Zhuo'an in a building near the Tokyo Bay Bridge. He thinks that since Gu Zhuo'an has been threatened in this way, it is impossible for him not to come and find out.

So the only person still working now is our Unit 2.

At this moment, on the other side of Tokyo, Ji Minghuan controlled the second machine "Xia Ping Zhou" to arrive at the meeting place mentioned by Ayase Origami.

He looked up at the abandoned amusement park in front of him and walked inside, past the "No Entry" sign.

The giant doll at the door was so tattered that it was beyond recognition. Even a hundred stitches wouldn't restore it to its original state. Many of the amusement facilities were so old that they were unsightly - the wooden hull of the pirate ship was covered with holes, sawdust piled on the ground like snow; the black sails had been eroded by the wind until only a blur of white remained.

He walked around the amusement park and soon found some entertainment facilities that were still functioning.

That is the carousel, the most frequented place for adults to bring their children to the amusement park.

But at this moment, the scene presented in Xia Pingzhou's pupils was more or less inappropriate for children: nine tall figures in suits and leather shoes were hanging on the top plate of the carousel - their bodies rolled their eyes and slowly turned with the carousel, but without a trace of blood, they died very cleanly.

The entire amusement facility was unusually clean, which made the scene even more eerie.

In the middle of the nine corpses was a red wooden horse, on which sat a woman with long blond hair and wearing a red dress. She had a slender figure and looked to be about 1.79 meters tall, a little taller than Xia Pingzhou. She had a graceful and generous temperament, but with a hint of aggression.

The woman sat sideways on the wooden horse, and the wind blowing from Tokyo made her light golden hair rise and fall slowly like waves.

She tilted her red eyes and looked down at Xia Pingzhou, then raised her lips and said, "Are you the newcomer they were talking about?"

"No. 12, Xia Pingzhou." Ji Minghuan replied calmly.

His sight was still on the corpses that were rotating along with the merry-go-round. A closer look revealed some clues: their bodies looked intact, but were actually torn into pieces. However, some blood-colored lines in the air had stitched these pieces together, making them look like a complete corpse.

The most terrifying thing is that when Ji Minghuan got closer, he found that it was not a corpse at all...

They were still alive: their breathing was clearly audible, but these people could only maintain the same posture, hanging in mid-air, motionless, with the whites of their eyes rolled upwards exaggeratedly, their faces distorted, white foam dripping from the corners of their mouths, and they were visibly suffering from extreme pain.

With a "creak", the top plate of the amusement facility suddenly stopped, the wooden horse stopped moving, and the bodies of the nine men in suits shook twice and then stopped moving.

Instead, the woman in the red dress sitting on the red wooden horse spoke:

"I am number 9 in the brigade. I don't have a name. They usually call me 'Bloodborn'. Some people also call me 'Vampire'. Don't you want to give yourself a code name?"

Ji Minghuan shook his head: "I don't have a code name for now."

The Bloodborn curled his lips at him and said slowly, "I see. Usually we call each other by name if we have one, and by codename if we don't. If there is no other way, we use the serial number in the brigade instead. However, usually only members who have a bad relationship will call each other by serial number."

"I see..." Ji Minghuan had no expression on his face. "What's wrong with these people?"

The Blood Descendant said calmly, "They are the superpower bodyguards hired by the Amemiya family. Judging from the feel of their weapons, each of them is almost at the Kui level. I just happened to run into them on the road and thought it was fun, so I killed them."

Ji Minghuan observed for a moment, then turned his gaze away from the nine bodyguards and speculated slowly:

"Your ability should be controlling blood. You cut their bodies into countless pieces, but you manipulated the blood into threads to sew their bodies together. At the same time, you controlled the blood circulation in their bodies. In this way, even though they were broken into pieces, they would not die for a while."

"Oh? You discovered all this." The blood descendant raised his eyebrows, stared at Ji Minghuan, and a meaningful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Ji Minghuan continued to ask: "Then can you draw blood from anyone?"

"No." The Blood Descendant said frankly, "I can only control their blood when my own blood comes into contact with the blood of others." She paused and held her cheeks with both hands. "It sounds like... you seem to be afraid that I will suck all your blood?"

Ji Minghuan met her extremely aggressive gaze.

He suddenly asked politely, "Number 9, can you give me your toy?"

As he spoke, he pointed with his chin at the nine men hanging under the top plate of the carousel.

The Blood Descendant was stunned for a moment and asked curiously, "Why?"

Ji Minghuan explained expressionlessly: "My Sky Drive is quite special. It can become stronger by killing extraordinary people."

He didn't even blink when he lied, and just looked straight into the blood descendant's red eyes.

The fact is, if the nine people hung by the blood descendants under the huge turntable are indeed the top-level ability users, then sending them to their end can be fully counted towards the development progress of the training system of the second machine - "Winter of the Wild Hunt". It would be a waste if these nine heads were not used.

(End of this chapter)