The man chuckled and was about to say something.

“Hey,” Li Changzhou said, “you’re not just having some kind of special game, you’re actually having sex against the women’s will?”

The man turned his head, looked him up and down, and laughed with lust: "I can even go against a man's wishes."

“I see.” Li Changzhou nodded. “This is my first time in America in 1880. I’m not familiar with the local customs, so I made a mistake. I’m sorry.”

"What the hell are you talking about!" the man snapped impatiently.

The void shattered, and the cool morning air turned chilly. Death, cloaked in black, floated above the alley, carrying a massive scythe of white bones.

"ah......"

Before he could even utter a sound, the two doors behind him slammed heavily to the ground in a flash of white light.

Its eyes turned completely white, its mouth was open, and disgusting saliva was secreted.

Death slowly sheathed his scythe and shouldered it again.

"You, you!" The man looked at him in horror, his legs instinctively taking a step back, but he stepped on the woman's shirt that he had torn off himself and tripped.

siluke.

Death vanished, and the man lay there forever.

Li Changzhou looked at the woman curled up on the ground, trembling incessantly.

Looking at her blood-stained lips, Li Changzhou suddenly felt extremely dry, as if he hadn't drunk water in a long time.

His hungry gaze made the woman, who was unusually sensitive at that moment, tremble and shrink her body even tighter.

"Sorry." Li Changzhou took off his jacket and tossed it over.

The jacket was draped over the woman as if it had been carefully arranged.

“There are those kinds of women outside, I even saw them under the bridge... so I assumed you were too.”

The woman shrank back and remained silent.

Li Changzhou nodded, as if to say, "Okay, it's fine if you ignore me. It's normal for you to be afraid of me."

He turned to leave, but then suddenly remembered why he had followed the two doors here.

"Excuse me, how do I get to Monroe Park?" he asked the woman.

"Fire, train."

"Thanks."

Li Changzhou turned around, avoiding the corpses blocking the two doors, and walked out of the alley.

"Wait!" came a woman's tearful voice from behind.

"Is there anything else?" Li Changzhou turned around.

"You," the woman seemed a little out of breath, "are you a good person?"

"Uh, well..." Li Changzhou twirled the ring on his hand, "I guess so. Anyway, I won't have relations with women against their will, and I'll lend a helping hand if I see women whose will has been violated."

The woman wiped away her tears and stood up.

She swayed slightly midway, and quickly braced herself against the wall to steady herself.

“I’m a reporter for Scientific American, and I’m on my way to interview Edison at Menlo Park. If you’d like, I can take you with me.”

"What you should do now is go find the police, or go home, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep, right?" Li Changzhou asked curiously.

The woman shook her head vigorously, clutching her jacket to her chest to cover her body.

“I’m from New York, and I don’t have a place to stay here,” she explained. “I’ve booked a hotel in Menlo Park, and… I don’t want to be alone right now.”

Li Changzhou thought for a moment and said to her, "I'd be happy to have someone who knows the way with me, but I advise you not to go to Menlo Park right now."

"Why?" the Scientific American reporter asked instinctively.

“Because someone like me has to go.” Li Changzhou turned around and walked out of the alley. “Go back early.”

After watching Li Changzhou leave, the woman glanced at the three corpses on the ground in horror, and hurriedly ran out of the alley.

"Damn vampire, he didn't fall for it!" she muttered under her breath.

Standing on the rooftop, Li Changzhou stroked his chin, watching the woman's departing figure.

Because he hadn't discovered Liu De's past as a player back in 1928, he was more wary of everyone this time. Even so, despite deliberately having the woman's clothes torn off, he didn't notice anything amiss. And now...

Those who play tactics are all dirty-minded!

He opened his right hand, the Emerald Bee Sword slid into his palm, aimed at the heart of the woman walking briskly through the morning street, and threw it like a dart.

The explosive force instantly propelled the needle-thin Emerald Bee Sword to an unbelievable speed.

Almost the instant he threw her, the woman froze, then turned her head to look at Li Changzhou.

"......"

The wound was so small that it healed instantly?

Li Changzhou jumped off the rooftop, and at the same time, the Emerald Bee Sword flew back into his hand, returning to the size of a normal sword.

“I’m sorry,” he said, sword in hand, as he approached the woman. “I disappointed you just now.”

The woman's expression changed, then turned serious.

At this moment, the nightingales and poison ghosts swarmed around like zombies.

"Oh?" Li Changzhou became interested; such an instinct or skill seemed quite intriguing.

He bent his knees slightly, and in the next instant, he was on the woman's face.

The woman saw his cold face, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of emerald green light.

A sense of crisis gripped her like a giant's hand, making it hard for her to breathe.

The sword flashed, and at first glance, the woman appeared unharmed. But the next second, her head and neck were dislocated, and blood gushed out.

Li Changzhou's gaze shifted to the distance, where an ordinary woman, presumably Nightingale, was running away at an arrow's speed.

Transferring a soul?

It seems that it can only be activated after one's own death—otherwise, the woman could move and hide beforehand.

This skill is pretty meaningless.

He, Yang Qinglan, and Li Qianxia—none of them would abandon their own bodies.

However, we can keep her around just in case we need her in the future.

People rushed forward to bury him, but the next moment, they were all sent flying as if hit by a shockwave.

"You're so useless!" A contemptuous voice came from above.

Li Changzhou raised his head.

A blonde, blue-eyed girl dressed in black gothic clothing slowly descended from the sky.

He smiled as soon as he saw the other person.

"Isn't this my most adorable princess?"

"Hmph!" Bi snorted and landed on Li Changzhou, straddling his neck with an arrogant air.

The feeling of Prague came back instantly.