"It can grow back... You should give up being a vampire and change your name to Gecko!"
Eileen rolled her eyes, then reached out again, wanting to touch him but hesitating. Finally, she sighed and asked, "How long will it take to get better?"
"Come over in about a week."
Fagga looked up at the sky and thought for a moment, then patted the tile beneath him to signal Elaine to come over.
Unaware of what was going on, Ellen put one hand on her hip and walked around to stand in front of Fagga.
"What are you going to do... ugh! You! Never mind..."
Before Eileen could finish speaking, she was suddenly pulled away by Fagga, who ripped open her clothes from her shoulders.
The next moment, Fagar wrapped his arms around Elaine from behind, his warm breath pressing against her shoulders, his teeth lightly brushing against her skin.
laugh!
Fagga bit down.
Eileen immediately let out a soft moan, her toes gripping the soles of her shoes involuntarily. Her delicate arms hung limply at her sides, her soft hands fidgeting in front of her lower abdomen. Her rosy face turned to the side, her red lips slightly pursed. After thinking for a while, she forced a conversation: "Now... how long will it take to get better?"
"Three days."
Fagga closed his eyes and continued to drink blood, speaking indistinctly.
"Hurry up..."
"If you go any faster, your blood vessels will burst."
"If you keep leaning on my shoulder, I'm going to explode!"
After about five minutes, Fagga loosened his teeth, pulled Ellen's clothes back up, and lay back down in the same position.
Eileen felt dizzy and weak, her legs were slightly limp, her face was flushed, and she slumped weakly against the wall, gritting her teeth and saying fiercely:
"How much blood did you suck from me, you bastard?"
"About 100,000 units."
"What's the meaning?"
Eileen didn't understand at first, and her eyebrows furrowed in disapproval.
"nothing?"
Fagar shook his head and turned to look in the direction of Baiqi Heavy Industry. It looked like the sheriff would be here soon.
Fagar suddenly asked, "By the way, why are you the only one here? Where are Lykahn and Lina?"
"They went and forcibly took over Vision Industrial."
Eileen pinched her cheek, trying to make it less red: "I took Colleen home to rest as planned, and then had a meeting with Lina and the others."
"Both Lycaen and Lina believed that this was the best time to break into Vision Industries to obtain information. So the two of them went there, and then I anonymously contacted Baiqi Heavy Industry and the Public Security Bureau."
"...Oh."
Faga suddenly chuckled softly, shook his head, and said, "In the end, Baiqi Heavy Industry brought giant machinery to see Yuanjing Industry make a fool of itself. The Public Security Bureau, carrying several guns, couldn't even outrun them."
"Indeed, those in the same trade are enemies!"
After saying that, Fagar jumped down and turned to Elaine, saying, "The matter is resolved, we should go now."
"And the sheriff will be here soon too."
Eileen glanced over and saw that it was indeed as Fagga had said.
Hundreds of police officers rushed in from one direction at the same time.
The two leading figures, one of whom was very tall, really tall and big, with pink bangs hanging down his forehead.
Ellen also recognized the other person; it was the police officer in blue who had taken their statements that day.
"Well, it's time to go. Oh, by the way, Fagga, here are some chat logs from White Heavy Industries. I think you need to take a look."
Ellen responded and left alongside Fagga.
During the journey, she handed her phone to Fagga.
Faga took it with a puzzled look, his eyes following the finger as he scrolled through the chat history between Ellen and White Heavy Industry.
"Oh, I see. I understand."
Fagar looked enlightened, then handed the phone back to Ellen, teasingly saying, "The nickname you gave yourself is quite interesting. You're supposed to be a shark, but you call yourself Dried Fish."
"Ruby got it!"
Eileen vehemently argued her case, catching up with Fagia who had suddenly sped up, determined to extricate herself from the mire of her nickname.
"Okay, okay, I understand. Our Ellen just has a bad memory. Sharks are fish too! She saw a nickname she didn't like seven seconds ago and wanted to change it, but then she forgot about it seven seconds later. I understand!"
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