In the small courtyard behind the bar.
Bai Yi stood with a somewhat pale face, blood still seeping from the corner of her mouth, while Liu Yuanyue held her up, her eyes cold as she looked at the demonic man who was sitting on the side, sipping on a glass of red wine.
Meng Qing Yun, on the other hand, was sitting by the side with an expressionless face.
“Seriously, Meng Qing Yun, the smell on you really makes me feel sick.” The demonic man shook his red wine glass, his eyebrows filled with disgust as he said, “I’ll give you a chance to wash the smell off of you.”
“Hmph!”
Meng Qing Yun laughed coldly.
The demonic man, on the other hand, looked at the red wine glass in his hand, a flash of obsession in his eyes, “Look at this wine, it’s truly beautiful.”
“I pooh!” Meng Qing Yun said in disgust, “Drinking human blood, you’re still so nasty.”
“At least this being blood wine, is clean.” The demonic man said, “Not as dirty as you are.”
“I am cleaner than you even if I fall into a mud pit.” Meng Qing Yun said with contempt.
The corners of the demonic man’s mouth lifted slightly, and with those demonic red lips, it looked extremely oozy. He licked his lips and said, “Qing Yun, it seems that you are still so stubborn after not seeing you all these years, but I am surprised that you have grown to this point, honestly, even White Saltire was surprised.”
Hearing Cap White’s name.
The corners of Meng Qing Yun’s eyes visibly twitched as her hatred became even more obvious.
The demonic man clapped his hands and said, “I applaud you and feel proud of your achievement.”
“You’re disgusting.”
Meng Qing Yun said with contempt.
The demonic man smiled playfully, then glanced at the two of them, Liu Yuanyue, who had obviously taken a step back, and he laughed, “You’re her sisters, aren’t you? How nice, I’m obsessed with the taste of blood on you guys.”
“Only brutes drink blood!”
Liu Yuanyue gritted her teeth.
“Lady, don’t anger me with such a lowly way.” The demonic man shook his finger and said, “This way Qing Yun has done it a thousand times before, and the downfall, perhaps you will dislike it very much.”
Meng Qing Yun visibly shivered.
“Second sister?”
Liu Yuanyue looked at Meng Qing Yun who was trembling cup and was busy saying, “Don’t you be afraid of him!”
Meng Qing Yun took a deep breath trying to suppress the fear in her heart, but after several times she still failed and instead trembled more and more, while the demonic man walked up and looked down at Meng Qing Yun lying on the bed, and suddenly lifted the bedding off her body.
“Eh?”
A pungent smell came from the nose.
The demonic man merely huffed his nose, and when he saw that Meng Qingyun’s calves were coated with ointment, the corners of his mouth lifted as he said, “It seems that you want to completely forget about all this pain?”
Meng Qingyun did not speak.
Instead, she took the cup and tried to cover it up.
But the demonic man threw the cover out, and Meng Qing Yun said excitedly, “Give it back to me!”
“Are you afraid?”
The demonic man reached out and cupped her chin, saying with amus*ment, “What’s there to be afraid of? Don’t you dare let anyone see?”
Meng Qing Yun gritted her teeth.
But her eyes held a layer of watery mist, and her gaze at the demonic man was filled with hatred.
“You want to cure it? Then you have to ask if we agree or not before you do!” The demonic man’s voice suddenly went cold: “This is the mark branded on your body, no one can erase it except the White Helmets, remember, as long as they are still there, you are the White Helmets’ man, now, go wash it off for me right now!”
“Don’t even think about it!”
Meng Qing Yun gritted her pressed teeth and said.
The corners of the demonic man’s mouth hooked up as he said, “If you don’t wash it off, I’ll make these two good sisters of yours taste everything, I’ll taste their blood and watch them sink in and out, it’ll be a feast of the highest order.”
Bai Yi and Liu Yuanyue’s faces changed from one to the other as they looked at the demonic man with hatred.
“She’s already like this! What more do you guys want!” Liu Yuanyue said in a hateful voice, “Do you know how she has survived all these years!”
“That’s because she won’t enjoy it.”
The demonic man brought over the red wine glass and drank the red wine laced with blood cleanly in one gulp.
“With all due respect, you don’t have good taste and you won’t enjoy it either.”
Qin Hai’s sultry voice came out.
A flash of joy flashed across Meng Qing Yun’s three women’s faces, while the smile on the demonic man’s face continued to amplify with a few moments of excitement and a perverted version of lust, his eyes burned as he looked at Qin Hai who walked to the door, licking his lips, making them even bloodier: “Qin Hai, it’s a little later than I thought.”
Qin Dahai grinned.
Liu Yuanyue swallowed her saliva.
What kind of consequences would come from two perverts coming into contact?
She would never have known before, but she was about to find out.
Qin Hai made his move.
Without any nonsense, he casually flung out four silver lights, which were clearly a sharp flying knife, these flying knives kept circling back in the air and finally stabbed towards the four major vices on the demonic man’s body, this demonic man was extremely fast and his reaction was not satisfied, a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, his body flipped but he had already bypassed those four flying knives.
“You really made me lose …… Well!”
The demonic man was originally smiling and talking, but suddenly felt a tingling pain coming from his body.
He couldn’t help but tense up all over.
And on his buttocks, a flying knife was stuck in it, and was dripping with blood.
“I hate overnight revenge.” Qin Hai stepped forward and said, “Obviously you don’t have the power to make me endure it.”
“Unbridled.”
The demonic man was a pervert in the end.
At this moment, he could still laugh.
It was just a grim smile, and he was just about to rush forward, but he felt his whole body go limp, and the strength in his body faded even more like a tide, his eyes looked at Qin Dahai in a ghostly manner, and he laughed, “Eh, I’m a bit excited, no wonder White Saltire would take you as an opponent.”
“Is that so?”
Qin Hai Hai fished out a bottle on his body.
This bottle was red in colour, and after Qin Hai opened it, an aura of blood kept bubbling out.
“What is this?”
The demonic man took a deep breath and asked with a fascinated look on his face.
“The blood of two young ladies that I just bought for two thousand dollars at the hair washing room two hundred meters away.” Qin Hai said indifferently, “You like drinking so much, of course I have to give you a big gift, don’t worry, I added half a bottle of Erhuotou.”
“Eh?”
The demonic man’s face stiffened.
Only Qin Hai had already stepped forward, pinched his jaw and poured the bottle into his mouth with a gurgle.
The demon man tried to resist.
But where was Qin Dahai’s strength that he could shake? Besides, his whole body was still weak, so he could only drink cleanly, one mouthful at a time. In the end, Qin Dahai kept the bottle aside, but he was lying on the ground, dry-heaving continuously, his face was blue: “You! How dare you make me drink such filthy blood!”
“Doesn’t it feel disgusting?”
Qin Dahai squatted down, playing with a flying knife in his hand, and said, “You can totally be laughing right now, at least you can’t lose in your aura, can you?”