Human beings gather to form an organization that can sell blood independently. Blood is given to the blood clan, and the blood clan will also provide money for it.

    There are two kinds of commercial food chain institutions. One is to sell blood directly to the blood clan at the price of a bowl of blood; The other is sold by directly letting vampires bite their necks to suck blood. Compared with the two, the price of the latter is slightly higher.

    Of course, none of this will hurt lives.

    Soon after things settled, Federer came to her.

    They talked for a long time in the room. Federer told her many old stories, from night to day. Maybe after drinking a bar, he was in a chaotic mood when talking, and what he said was different from what he said before.

    Federer held the wine bottle. The elegance in the past had long gone. His handsome face was slightly drunk after drinking, red, but his expression was very decadent.

    With messy hair and untidy clothes, he leaned against the corner, holding a bottle of red wine for four or three years in his arms, and the whole person shrank in the corner motionless.

    Shen Wanqing was sitting in a chair with a cold face and looked at Federer in the corner.

    Federer recited in his mouth, and finally burst into a loud cry, "dear prince Dracula, my prince, I''m sorry for you... I didn''t protect Sheryl, I''m sorry... I''m a useless Vampire... I can''t beat the Pope of the temple. I''m so ashamed... Vuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvu

    The man with a howling voice could not bear to look directly at him, and Shen Wanqing''s forehead ached.

    At first, Federer came to her with a serious face to discuss something with her, and she took him to the room. Who knows, this guy lifted his coat immediately after the door was closed.

    Good guy, I almost thought this guy was going to do. She didn''t have time to take back her foot, so she watched this guy take out five bottles of red wine.

    Then you drink, drink, go crazy.

    Of course, Federer is drinking alone. Shen Wanqing

    Looking at fedry, who drank very freely, Shen Wanqing felt very confused.

    Isn''t it as bad as shit when you drink it in your mouth?

    Shen Wanqing, who thought there was no problem, took out her favorite wangzi milk. She opened the can and couldn''t wait to have a drink. Finally——

    "Poof..."

    Fuck!

    Shen Wanqing threw wangzi''s milk aside. Fei''s eyes were very gloomy and hard to drink, which distorted people''s face.

    Looking at fedry who was drunk and talking nonsense, Shen Wanqing suddenly became stubborn.

    She reached for the cup and poured a mouthful of wangzi milk into it. It was just one mouthful!

    Not much, not much.

    Shen Wanqing walked over with a cup and said nothing.

    The little body took a step, and Fei''s eyes exuded a gloomy chill. Huddled against the wall and drinking with a wine bottle, Federer vaguely opened his eyes and saw a pair of fierce scarlet eyes like a wolf staring at himself. He came step by step, suffocating and afraid like Mount Tai.

    At that moment, Federer was so frightened that his eyes whirled with tears. He trembled and held the wine bottle. He howled, "no, no, no... Don''t come... Don''t come, I don''t like you. Can''t I, no... don''t do this... No..."

    “……”

    Someone standing outside silently at the door squeezed his fist silently.

    "Bang -" the door was suddenly opened.

    The two people in the room were stunned.

    Shen Wanqing kept the posture of pinching Federer''s cheeks to force his fetal head, and suddenly poured the cup of wangzi milk into Federer''s mouth in his other hand.