Chapter 83 The Blackrock City vampire ignored him, bending down to lick his fingers...

The wheels of the food cart screeched against the smooth floor of the tenth floor.

The young man held the key in one hand and gripped the food cart handle tightly with the other. His unease caused several bluish lines to appear on the back of his hand. He exhaled slowly and walked straight to the door that was locked with iron chains.

He forced himself to remain calm as he untied the restraints on his clothes. Hearing the commotion, a guard inside slowly opened the door from the inside. The guard's gaze fell on his face and met those indifferent pupils. Jiang Yang subconsciously reached out and pulled down the brim of his outer robe, but the guard seemed to mind "his" identity. He only glanced at him briefly before stepping aside and quickly lowering his head.

Jiang Yang pushed the food cart smoothly into the room. What came into view were countless blue and white hospital beds. In the clean and bright atmosphere, each blood slave, with sunken cheeks as if all their vitality had been drained, lay silently on the hospital beds.

Someone stepped forward and took the food cart from Jiang Yang. "You...you wait a moment," the person said, picking up the neatly arranged boxed meals from the cart and distributing them.

There were only about twenty portions. When Jiang Yang saw them at the restaurant, he was thinking that, judging from the number of blood slaves Mr. V received yesterday, the total number couldn't possibly be only this many. Now that he's here, he realizes that the blood slaves don't need to eat at all, or that their food intake is being strictly controlled.

Apart from five or six guards, the rest were sent to several cubicles on the inside. Seeing that they were almost all distributed, Jiang Yang quickly glanced around and then, in a moment of inspiration, walked straight to the end of the path with the sign for the restroom.

"Hey, where are you going?" a guard shouted at him.

Jiang Yang turned around, a gurgling sound coming from his throat, his eyes filled with malice.

The guards were wary but flustered, and soon succumbed to their gaze. Jiang Yang seized the opportunity to turn around and, taking advantage of their fear of vampires, successfully made his way into the depths.

He heard someone say, "Forget about him, he's a monster."

There was an IV stand next to the hospital bed. As Jiang Yang approached, he took the opportunity to observe it. It was mostly filled with nutrient solutions and glucose, and some had red bags hanging on them, which looked like blood transfusions.

What puzzled him was why the blood slaves needed blood transfusions...

Further inside, Jiang Yang deliberately walked close to one side of the cubicle. The curtain blocked people's view into the room, but their voices could still be faintly heard.

Jiang Yang walked slowly, occasionally hearing titles like "Dr. Zhao" and "Dr. Li," indicating that the doctors inside were responsible for the tenth floor.

The most unique room on the entire floor was the two rooms near the restroom. The metal door at the front had a square cat door about 25 centimeters wide. The guard who delivered the food only knocked lightly on the door and hurriedly ran away before even waiting for a response from inside. When Jiang Yang passed by, he just happened to see a hand coming out of the cat door.

As soon as Jiang Yang sensed someone's presence, her hand reached out to investigate. Jiang Yang instinctively dodged to the right, and this unusual action attracted several scrutinizing glances.

He steadied himself, a chill creeping down his spine as his fingertips brushed against his trouser leg. Suddenly, the hand holding the lunchbox withdrew, and just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the door was abruptly pulled open from the inside.

The man said, "I don't know you," speaking slowly and deliberately as if he had just learned to speak. Jiang Yang unconsciously swallowed, the man's immature voice carrying an unusually strong pressure from an adult vampire.

With his left hand behind his back, Jiang Yang asked casually, "Don't you remember me?"

"I remember, there is no you here."

"In that case, I'm sorry."

The young man raised the spray bottle he had assembled, pressed it hard against the person's face, and then kicked the person into the house and closed the door as they swayed, all in one swift motion.

A guard noticed the commotion and screamed, "He's not Mandra! Seize him!"

Mandra...it seems to be the name of the vampire who delivers the food.

The tenth floor instantly descended into chaos. Jiang Yang looked around, and as he turned to the nearest hospital bed, he silently apologized while deftly stepping on the buckles securing the wheels under the bed. He then forcefully pushed the bed towards the guard rushing towards him.

The hospital beds blocked the approaching guards, and Jiang Yang took the opportunity to move back and forth between the beds. A doctor in a white coat also ran out, and upon seeing this, he was momentarily stunned and shouted, "Close the door! Don't let him get away! Quickly call Mr. V and Mr. E!"

Jiang Yang remained calm. Dealing with vampires was difficult, but dealing with humans was relatively easy.

The guards scattered as he moved, and those who rushed forward were easily stabbed in the waist with the copper handle. Gradually, the remaining men dared not approach him anymore and blocked the doorway.

Jiang Yang carried a small knife; someone had already called, so she had to resolve the situation quickly...

He remembered what Ji Yang had said: monsters have weaknesses, and so do wild beasts. If you don't know what a wild beast's weakness is, you can try to see things from its perspective.

So... what are the weaknesses of the tenth floor?

He saw the last house with its door tightly closed, a house where food wasn't even delivered.

The words "Blood Bank" were hanging above the metal door.

Fortunately, the door was unlocked, and Jiang Yang easily broke in, then deftly locked the door from the inside.

It's the car with the upside-down man.

A series of "???" appeared in the live chat.

One observer bluntly asked, "No, when did he run over the people and the vehicle?"

Some observers even compared the playback from different observation rooms and concluded that "it looks like Ji Yang and the Hanged Man were fighting." However, at that time, everyone's attention was drawn to the two of them, and almost no one noticed the little thief who "stole the car" as soon as he opened his eyes.

Jiang Yang had piled up a whole truck full of styrofoam boxes filled with blood bags. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a faint sound of chains pulling on the boxes piled up on the inside. Puzzled, he went forward and found that the boxes did not have dates on them like the other boxes, and the blood bags inside were a thick, black liquid.

Without time to think, Jiang Yang looked in the direction of the sound and discovered that there was actually an elevator hidden behind the foam box!

At that moment, someone was using this elevator to reach this room.

The young man assessed the situation in an instant. His subordinate swiftly reached into the styrofoam box, took one of the bags of black blood plasma, stuffed it into the pocket of his robe, and then pushed the cart out the door.

Drawing blood is a highly complex task, and it is also their weakness, as no one can afford to accept the consequences of a wasted blood bag.

"You! Put those things down!" They had surrounded Jiang Yang as soon as he entered the blood bank.

Jiang Yang picked up one of the bags, pressed a knife against it, and said, "I don't want to make things difficult for you, move aside."

"You're not leaving here until you let go!"

The threat was utterly ineffective. With a soft pop, the blood bag burst open, staining Jiang Yang's hand with blood. He repeated, "Get out of the way."

"Let's attack together!"

Someone brandished a short fork and stabbed Jiang Yang. The blood that flowed awakened the vampire who should have been knocked unconscious by Jiang Yang. During the stalemate, he stepped forward, and some guards involuntarily retreated at his appearance. Jiang Yang pressed his wound and, disregarding everything else, flipped his knife and forcefully ripped open all the blood bags on the surface of the styrofoam box. Then he shouted sharply, "Get out of the way!"

"What do we do? If we run out of blood bags, we're finished..."

The turmoil in people's hearts presents a good opportunity for a breakthrough.

Jiang Yang kicked the box away forcefully, and sure enough, someone rushed forward to protect it.

A gap appeared in the crowd, and he simply pushed the cart forcefully into the crowd. Then, as he approached the door, he suddenly changed direction. The foam box was thrown away due to inertia, and a group of people fell down. Seeing that someone was coming out of the blood bank, Jiang Yang turned around and ran away without looking back.

The newcomer was none other than Mr. V, whom Ji Yang had failed to track down. Looking at the chaotic scene, his features nearly flew off his feet. "A bunch of useless bastards! Grab him now!"

The guards rushed out in a frenzy, while the doctor stayed behind to replenish the remaining blood bags. Mr. V took a breath and turned to the vampire who hadn't moved an inch, scolding him, "Who let you out! Want to be punished again?!"

The vampire paid no heed, bending down to lick the blood dripping from the young man's wounds with his fingers. He brought the blood to his lips, his tongue protruding to lick his fingertips. He couldn't help but squint his eyes in ecstasy, his fangs brushing against his lips. He fluently uttered two words, "Delicious," wanting to devour the young man piece by piece.

Jiang Yang sneezed again while fleeing.

Jiang Yang only took the elevator to the ninth floor. Before the elevator doors closed, he saw the guards chasing after him. To avoid being discovered, he stopped on the ninth floor.

Sure enough, after the elevator stopped, he walked into the stairwell. The distance between the floors made their linear movements very clear. They said, "Go up the stairs! He's on the ninth floor!"

However, once they reached the ninth floor, Jiang Yang had already taken off the outer robe he had taken from Manzhuo and walked down the stairs. He left the robe at the open entrance of the stairwell on the eighth floor to confuse the guards. This continued until he successfully returned to his room on the seventh floor, while the guards were still being led around.

Ten minutes later, the guard who had lost track of the person returned to the tenth floor to report to Mr. V. He expected to be scolded, but Mr. V simply waved his hand. He had already realized everything when he saw the sleeping spray left on the ground. The real problem was that the person could be easily caught by these brainless guys. However, he noticed Carl's expression.

So Mr. V opened the iron gate and went into the room where Carl was locked up.

He said gently, "Will you come with me to the auction tonight and help me find the intruder?"

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Author's Note: Yay! I got a super cool cover today, ahhhhh I'm so happy hehe~