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Chapter 185: The Blood Clan Also Eats Public Food (15)

Inside the car, the atmosphere was unreasonably quiet, but none of the four people present felt anything was wrong.

After the car stopped, the four people got out one after another.

Mo Ci looked up at the parking lot. This should be a hotel or something, but it was probably booked by someone, so there were only three or four cars in the parking lot.

The man whose hat brim covered most of his face walked over a few steps and stretched out his hand towards Mo Ci.

"Hello, let me formally introduce myself. My name is Wang Lexuan."

"Gu Wen."

Mo Ci extended his hand and shook hands with him, briefly introducing himself.

At the same time, the driver also came over. He looked like a very stable person and introduced himself.

"Wan Heng."

This was considered as exchanging names, and then the man named Wan Heng looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist and reminded him.

"Let's go, they must be getting impatient."

Only then did Wang Lexuan release the hand he was holding with Mo Ci, and Mo Ci withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

The moment his hands clasped together, he felt a tingling electric current coming from Wang Lexuan's hands.

To be honest, this electric current was not even a tickle to Mo Ci, so naturally he did not give any reaction.

However, Wang Lexuan seemed to realize that his electric current was useless to Mo Ci, so he tightened his grip.

His action caused Mo Ci to tighten his grip as well.

It was not until Wan Heng spoke that Wang Lexuan snorted, withdrew his hand that had been pinched to numbness, and put it in his pocket as if nothing had happened.

He took a step with his long legs and walked directly in front of the three people, but the expression on his face suddenly became gloomy.

He didn't expect that Gu Wen actually had some skills, but he underestimated him.

Only Mo Ci and Wang Lexuan knew about this, the other two knew nothing about it.

Mo Ci didn't suffer any loss, so naturally he didn't say much.

I followed them all the way to the elevator and went straight to the eighth floor.

When the elevator door opened, Mo Ci smelled the same sweet scent the first time.

In fact, maybe because there were so many people, the smell was even stronger.

At the same time, someone was waiting outside the elevator. After seeing the four of them, his eyes fell accurately on Mo Ci, who had a kind smile on his face.

"Come this way, I'll be waiting for you."

Mo Ci still followed behind without saying a word. He was not surprised at all to see that group of people. The only thing that surprised him was that he saw these people at the dinner table.

Wan Heng and Ye Zirong took Mo Ci to sit down without saying anything, but just asked everyone to eat together first.

They did chat a few words during the meal, and Mo Ci felt that this group of people were quite easy-going.

But Mo Ci could also see clearly that being easy-going was just a disguise.

The saying "be polite before using force" should mean "be polite first", right?

Each of them pretended to be very convincing. If it weren't for the blood hidden under their skin, surging with excitement, would he really have been fooled?

After the meal, the person who tried to ask Mo Ci questions failed to get much information from him and could only shake his head helplessly at the others. However, his interest in Mo Ci grew even greater.

While Mo Ci was answering the other party's questions, he was also answering them in return.

Of course, the other party is not a pushover either.

The information Mo Ci finally obtained was only a little more detailed than what he got from Ye Zirong, and it was not useful information at all.

After eating and drinking, the food was quickly taken away, and even the tables and chairs were taken away, leaving only a large round table where a group of people sat crowded together.

Their eyes all fell on Mo Ci without exception, but no one spoke.

After a while, Mo Ci felt a little impatient with their attitude of looking for him and not saying a word.

"You asked me to come here just to have a meal? If that's the case, thank you very much for your hospitality. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

As he spoke, Mo Ci made a move to stand up, and someone immediately spoke.

"Wait, Gu Wen, right? Young man, don't be so impatient."

The person who was speaking looked to be the oldest person here, but he was probably only about the same age as Gu's father.

Mo Ci had no intention of leaving, so he sat down steadily, looking as if he was listening attentively.

Upon seeing this, the man laughed and spoke directly to the point.

"I heard from Zirong that you came back from Country A and became a mutant vampire, is that right?"

Mo Ci: “Yeah.”

"Gu Wen, it's not that we don't trust you or Zirong. It's just that we want to see it with our own eyes. What do you think?"

Mo Ci met the other person's eyes, then looked at the others. He nodded, but put forward a condition.

"It's okay, but I can't let you watch it for nothing."

"You all know that I am a vampire. Even a mutated vampire is still a vampire, so I need to drink blood."

"Your blood is so sweet that I can't help but want to taste it."

As he spoke, Mo Ci let his two fangs stick out, and as if to show his desire for blood, he swallowed his saliva.

The instantaneous change in his eye color made the group of people open their eyes wide in surprise.

"I need your blood, 200cc per person, not too much, right?"

The man saw Mo Ci's change and listened to Mo Ci's words. For some reason, after being stunned for a moment, he suddenly raised his head and burst into laughter.

"Young man, this is interesting! Okay, I promise you."

Mo Ci also nodded, although it was just a verbal agreement and not guaranteed.

But Mo Ci himself didn't really want to suck their blood, he just wanted to see what the other party's tolerance level was.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Ci stood up and took half a step back.

The sound of clothes tearing was heard, and then a pair of pitch-black wings stretched out from Mo Ci's back, with glittering black feathers and huge wings stretching freely.

Everyone who saw this was surprised.

Some people even tried to touch Mo Ci's wings, but Mo Ci either dodged them or fanned them aside.

Mo Cixian and the others were wasting time nagging, so he just spoke directly.

"Aren't you trying to verify whether I have the ability to join your faction? If you want to fight, then do it. Don't waste time!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at the older man. The man's eyes darkened and he nodded at Mo Ci.

Soon, the big round table was also taken away, leaving only an empty inner hall.

Except for Ye Zirong and the older man, everyone else seemed eager to try.

Mo Ci was too lazy to waste time talking and attacked Wang Lexuan directly, who was closest to him. Almost the moment he moved, the others followed suit.

Ye Zirong stood aside, looking at the people around her with some confusion.

"Uncle Liu, with Gu Wen's special abilities, shouldn't he be able to directly become a member of our Alien Management Bureau? Why, did they start a fight?"

The man called Liu Bo is the director of the so-called Alien Management Bureau. He is already ninety-seven years old, but he still looks like a man in his thirties or forties.

He glanced at Ye Zirong, then continued to look at the people fighting in chaos over there.

"Yeah, but young people are hot-tempered, so fighting is a good thing."

Ye Zirong was still a little confused and looked over there again.

At this time, Mo Ci had already folded the huge pair of wings behind him and was floating among the crowd. His every move was based on "hiding".

However, this "cowardice" actually disrupted the actions of this group of people, causing them to end up "killing each other".

Although it looks a bit confusing, if you focus your eyes on Mo Ci, you can see it clearly.

From beginning to end, although he was everyone's target, he received very few attacks.

On the contrary, the others were always attacked by their companions and beaten by Mo Ci.

The flood flooded the Dragon King Temple and it was like family members fighting against each other.

Suddenly, Ye Zirong seemed to understand something and turned to look at Uncle Liu.

"You want to use Gu Wen to dampen their arrogance? But how can you be sure that Gu Wen can..."

"Oh! Uncle Liu, are you thinking that if Gu Wen isn't strong enough, you can let them dampen the newcomers' prestige. If Gu Wen is strong enough, you can use him to dampen their prestige?!"

Uncle Liu looked at Ye Zirong with admiration and spoke softly.

"These little guys know they're special, so they're a little cocky. It's time to let them know that there are always people better than you."

"Your friend's younger brother is quite capable, and he seems to be a cautious person. He's a good kid."