"Woof…"
Just as Jack was feeling gloomy, a loud dog bark suddenly came from upstairs. Jack was startled and immediately dropped the peanuts in his hand, rushing up to the second floor. He knew that Michael would never bark for no reason at such a time; something must have happened upstairs to alarm him.
With his gun raised, Jack quickly made his way to the second floor and immediately spotted Michael standing in front of Thomas's red door. At that moment, Michael's fur was standing on end, and Thomas was lowly growling, his strong limbs poised as if ready to pounce, with his fierce eyes glaring at whatever was inside the room.
The bullet was already chambered. Jack gently cocked the hammer and approached the door, but the scene inside made his heart sink.
He saw that the window, which should have been closed, was now wide open, and the cream-colored curtains were billowing up and down with the strong wind blowing in. Thomas, who had just been enjoying himself with Jack, was now lying naked on the bed, his legs spread wide. His pair of beautiful, bright eyes were now lifelessly staring at the ceiling, dull and hollow. Even his originally fair skin had taken on a sickly bluish hue. On the inner thigh of his right leg, two clear blood holes were still oozing thick, dark red blood, dripping onto the white sheets and forming strange red flowers.
"Let her go, and I'll give you a way out!"
Jack was desperately suppressing the rage that could erupt at any moment. His right hand, holding the gun, trembled slightly from the force he was exerting, his knuckles turning white, and the veins on his forehead bulging as his face flushed red.
"Oh~ I'm really very sorry. It's quite unfortunate for a gentleman to act so rudely. However, your dog is just too fierce; I'm a bit scared of it. Could you please keep it away from me? I think that would make everyone much more comfortable!"
A thin, high-pitched male voice echoed from the darkest corner of the room. His voice inevitably reminded one of ancient eunuchs, but this person was much more handsome than any eunuch.
Jack clicked on the flashlight in his hand, and a young European man wearing a well-dressed black suit appeared in a dark corner of the room. This man had neatly trimmed long brown hair, a slender figure with perfect proportions, and a pair of sapphire-like eyes. Ordinary handsomeness was not enough to describe him, but this man's skin was unusually white, not a sickly pale color, but completely white, so white that it was not human, like a zombie that had just crawled out of the grave.
"Don't shine that thing at me, it will make me very uneasy." The man growled in a low voice, and the blunt Chinese almost made him quack like a duck, but he seemed to be very disgusted with the light source. While roaring, he tightened the female hostage in his hand, and this female hostage happened to be Bai Ru who was just about to come up to chat with Thomas Hong.
Bai Ru looked very weak and weak when he was holding her neck in front of her. Thomas's almost perfect pretty face was red from the lack of circulation of the thick dark red blood. However, there was no fear in her eyes at this time. Instead, she screamed with all her strength, "You are dead, you damn shemale, he will make your death ugly."
"Shut your stinky mouth, you bitch." The man's wrist exerted another force, completely squeezing Bai Ru into speechlessness. Then he stretched out a blood-red tongue that was completely different from his skin and licked Bai Ru's left face with a rather obscene expression. Then he smacked his lips in surprise and said, "Oh~ It's really surprising. Look what I found. You are still a virgin, you know, even though your mouth stinks a little, the scent of your thick dark red blood fluid has already made my whole body boil. Oh~ I can't help it anymore, my lower body is starting to get hard. I really want to press you to the ground and fuck you hard, then bite your arteries and slowly suck out the thick dark red blood fluid all over your body..."
The man was intoxicated by what he said, and his whole body trembled with pleasure, "Hmm~ That taste is so wonderful. Don't worry, before that I will definitely let you reach the most beautiful peak, just like the girl on the bed. Although she was very uncooperative, she was still brought to orgasm by me. I bit her at the moment when she enjoyed it the most. Once you try that taste, it will be deeply imprinted on your soul."
As he spoke, the man opened his mouth with an infatuated look on his face. A pair of sharp teeth with blood streaks appeared from his mouth. He looked at the beating arteries on Bai Ru's neck with greed on his face.
"嘣..."
There was a huge gunshot, which was particularly obvious in the quiet corridor. Jack held up his black pistol with one hand, looked at the European man opposite with an expressionless face, and said in a deep voice, "I told you, let her go, otherwise, even if you suck all her blood, I will smash your head."
The European man looked at the gun eyes under his feet that were still emitting puffs of smoke with a hint of horror. He suddenly took a few steps back in a hurry and screamed, "Fuck, son of a bitch, what is this thing, and why does it have the power to purify?"
"Little Bat, I advise you to let go of that woman obediently, then flap your wings and get out of here, otherwise, the body collector's specially made bullet will hit you and you will be miserable." Michael stood beside Jack, his front paws constantly scratching the ground.
"Corpse Collector?" The European man's sapphire blue pupils shrank sharply. He had obviously heard of the name Corpse Collector. A layer of fine beads of sweat had appeared on his head, and then he heard him curse in a low voice, "Fuck, I know humans with a hell watchdog are not easy to deal with, how could they encounter such a monster?"
He seemed a bit helpless, slightly loosening his grip on Bai Ru's neck, and said to Jack with a flattering expression, "Alright, alright, I can't take all the blame. That day, I was just trying to hitch a ride by lying on the roof of your car. Who knew you would shoot me twice? I admit defeat today. Put away your gun, and let's discuss this properly. Look, I'll let her go, and you let me leave. I think that's a good idea, right?"
The European man stared intently at the gun in Jack's hand, slowly releasing his grip on Bai Ru's neck. Jack also fixed his gaze on him and gradually lowered his gun. However, the man suddenly flashed a cold light in his eyes and shouted, "Go to hell!" A bony claw swiftly struck towards Bai Ru, who was moving forward. Just as the claw was about to pierce Bai Ru's fragile chest, a fist-sized fireball appeared out of nowhere in front of him, exploding on the European man's face at a speed ten times faster than the claw.
"Ah…"
The European man screamed in agony, covering his face, and several holes were blown into his luxurious clothing. Even so, he dared not hesitate for a moment. Covering his face and relying on his memory, he quickly turned and leaped out of the window.
"Haha, I knew this wicked little bat would do something bad. Let's see if I can blow you up!" Michael laughed heartily beside him, pushing off the ground with all four limbs and "whooshing" out of the window after the European man.
The second floor wasn't too high or too low, and as the European man jumped out, his body was rapidly falling. Just as he was about to hit the ground, a pair of huge black bat wings sprang out from his back. With a "whoosh," it glided like a glider, carrying the man into the pitch-black sky.
"Still trying to run!" Michael, who followed the man out, didn't have wings. As he saw the other flying higher and higher, he was flying lower and lower. In a fit of rage, Michael's belly suddenly bulged, and a fireball, much larger than his head, was instantly spewed from his mouth, chasing after the man at an astonishing speed.
A wave of intense heat rushed from behind. The European man, who had experienced the power of the fireball, was now terrified. He never expected that the dead dog could not only spit small fireballs but also handle large ones quite well. The fireball chasing him felt like a deadly trident missile.
But it was too late to say anything now; he regretted not having wings to fly faster. Seeing the fireball getting closer, he could only muster all his strength to flap his wings desperately to dodge left. However, what he didn't anticipate was that Michael's fireball was not only impressive but also calculated the lead perfectly. As the European man quickly dodged left, the massive fireball followed suit and flashed to the left as well...
With a loud "bang," it sounded like someone had ignited a gasoline barrel. Sparks flew in the night sky, dazzling like fireworks. The fireball struck the European man's back squarely, and he fell like a crashed airplane, plummeting straight down without even a curve, landing on the ground and kicking up a large cloud of dust.
"Bah... little bat, don't you know I'm called the human cannon? How dare you fly in front of me? Can you even fly away? Huh, I'm really exhausted..."
The European man, charred all over and with only a few strands of his flowing long hair left, lay on the ground, gasping for breath. In his blurred vision, he saw a large red dog head chattering beside his ear. In a daze, he felt a sudden chill in his throat, and all his strength seemed to drain away...