Chapter 390: Red Liquid

Her brother pulled her through the streets quickly. Occasionally she caught sight of the locals around them, and they all had a special kind of chill around them. Sometimes just a stare could make people shudder.

Murong Yeying walked quickly with Xiaoxiao, and finally stopped in front of a bar.

"Bar? Brother, why are you taking me to this place? I don't know how to drink." She looked at her brother with a puzzled look.

Murong Yeying smiled slightly and pulled her in.

Xiaoxiao shivered as soon as she stepped into the bar. If her brother hadn't held her hand, she would have wrapped her arms around herself to keep herself warm. Taking a deep breath, the air in the bar was very turbid, with a strong smell of alcohol and other weird smells. Xiaoxiao noticed. All the decorations here are actually gray. It was already feeling cold outside, but unexpectedly it felt even colder and darker here.

Looking around, there weren't many people in the bar, probably no more than twenty or thirty people at a glance. Although the air here is turbid, the strange thing is that it is not as noisy as an ordinary bar. There is no heavy metal music, and there are very few people talking. Those guests sat quietly, occasionally chatting in whispers, and everyone spoke in a low voice.

The arrival of Murong Yeying and Xiaoxiao attracted a lot of attention, but most of them just glanced at them and passed by them.

Murong Yeying found a seat in the corner and sat down with Xiaoxiao.

A man who looked like a waiter came over. His face looked extremely cold: "What do you want?" But his eyes lingered on Xiaoxiao's body for a moment.

"A glass of rose."

The waiter's expression changed slightly, "Are you sure?"

After a while, a cup of dark red liquid was brought up. It exuded a strong fishy smell, as pungent and unpleasant as blood. When the food was brought to you, the smell became even more unbearable.

Xiaoxiao frowned, but Murong Yeying calmly picked up the cup and handed it to Xiaoxiao: "Drink it."

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly picked up the wine glass, "Brother, isn't this blood?" She stared at the red liquid. After being a killer for so many years, she was already too familiar with the taste of blood. As soon as he saw the sticky stuff, he was almost sure that it was definitely blood.

"Drink it." Murong Yeying's eyes darkened.

Xiaoxiao knew that if she resisted again, her brother would be angry.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes sharply, opened her mouth wide, pinched her nose, and put the quilt next to her mouth.

It's okay, it's okay, it's just blood. Just treat it as a drink and you should be fine. Xiaoxiao comforted herself and poured the stuff into her mouth.

The thing was a bit salty and sour, and as it reached her throat, the feeling became stronger and stronger. When she swallowed it in one gulp, her entire mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

Just after drinking the glass of blood, when Xiaoxiao loosened her pinched nose, her whole head felt like she was about to faint from blood. The smell was really unpleasant. The next second, her face turned pale and her cheeks bulged. He couldn't help but turned his head and vomited next to him.

In the end... I still couldn't stand this disgusting thing.

When Mu Xiaoxiao made this move, the calm in the entire bar seemed to be broken by her, and laughter broke out instantly.

"Where did this little beauty come from? She must have come to the wrong place. Go home quickly!"

"I can't stand a cup of blood. Ha...how ridiculous."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, why don't you let me teach you."

All kinds of ridicule sounds slowly spread in the bar, and the guests all focused their eyes on Xiaoxiao. There were even a few dirty eyes in the eyes of many men. It was completely obvious what they were thinking at this time.

Xiaoxiao covered her mouth. She even vomited out bile, still thinking about the voices of those people in her ears. She raised her head and happened to bump into a man walking towards her from the opposite table.

"Girl, I see you've come to this place. Why don't you just play with me, and then I'll show you what the City of Death is. I'll definitely make you happy." The man was here Xiaoxiao managed to straighten her abdomen, and saw that a tent had been set up under her pants.

There were constant jeers all around.

"Kill him." A cold voice sounded next to his ears. Xiaoxiao immediately turned his head, it was his brother who said it, and he saw that there was already a dark cloud on his face at this time, as if he was trying not to do anything.

The mocking voices slowly stopped after Murong Yeying said those words, and everyone looked at him.

"Brother..." Xiaoxiao looked at her brother with some hesitation.

Murong Yeying said in a low voice: "Hurry up, don't forget what you promised me. If you want to become stronger, just do as I say! Kill him!" Murong Yeying's face became increasingly serious. He seemed to be able to suppress his anger and the anger that was about to burst out. If his sister didn't take action, he was afraid that he would lose his patience and steal his sister's prey.

"Kill me? I'll kill you first!" The man in front of him suddenly pulled out a pistol from his body.

"Do it!" Murong Yeying shouted.

Xiaoxiao's hand immediately touched the cowhide bag on her thigh, and with a slight sigh, she pulled out the short knife from it. At that moment, her eyes turned cold. Her brother was exuding murderous aura around her. Surrounded by her brother's murderous aura, she slashed her dagger and when the man opened fire!

brush!

The knife struck down.

There was a click, and the pistol in the man's hand was cut off by Mu Xiaoxiao's short knife!

You know, pistols are made of steel, and they were cut off by a knife.

All the guests present were surprised. Of course, they didn't know that because the short knife in Xiaoxiao's hand weighed more than a hundred kilograms, so when faced with weapons made of ordinary materials, it was like throwing eggs at rocks in front of her heavy knife.

The gun was cut in half, and the man in front of him panicked, and Xiaoxiao stabbed him fiercely!

The body rushed in front of the man. She pushed the man's body with overwhelming weight and suddenly pulled out the dagger.

The tall man had been paralyzed to the ground. The blood flowing from the chest was far more serious than the injury caused by an ordinary sword.

When Xiaoxiao put away the knife, Murong Yeying stood up suddenly. He walked in front of his sister, lifted her wrist, and easily took the heavy knife from her hand.

Murong Yeying was seen dodging at an extremely fast speed, and Xiaoxiao only saw a murderous aura. Blood was splashing everywhere, and in just a moment, those who had just laughed at her were already dead.

He narrowed his eyes coldly, withdrew the murderous aura from his body, and suddenly threw the knife towards Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao quickly reached out to catch it. Hmm...it's still a bit stressful to drop such a heavy thing.

"Brother, are you going to kill me?" She put the short knife back on the thin bag tied to her thigh. said complainingly. If she hadn't caught this thing, it could have killed someone.