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Chapter 161 They're a bunch of vampires!
"Don't church clergy always use exorcism tools like crucifixes?"

Blade didn't quite believe Du Mu's words.

What clergyman would wield two guns like Du Mu?

Especially those two Desert Eagles, which were actually made of gold.

You, as a clergyman, must have taken a lot of kickbacks!

Du Mu chuckled and said, "Times are progressing. Who still uses traditional exorcism tools these days? Our church has long been equipped with the most advanced firearms and weapons."

"Furthermore, I also borrowed the Namo Gatling Bodhisattva from the Buddhist temple next door. It can rotate 3,600 times in one breath to deliver sentient beings to the Pure Land. You must have witnessed its power before."

Blade: "."

That's really impressive. They can fire tens of thousands of silver bullets just like that. They're so damn rich!
The two kicked open the last isolation door and truly stepped into the core area of ​​the factory.

What comes into view is a fully automated production line.

Hundreds of people were vacuum-sealed in specially manufactured transparent films, arranged neatly like packaged goods in a supermarket.

Each person had more than a dozen tubes of varying thickness inserted into their body. Some were responsible for delivering oxygen and life-sustaining nutrients, while others were constantly drawing bright red blood from their bodies.

The extracted blood is piped into a blood collection system, where it is mechanically made into individual blood bags. These bags are then sealed, labeled, and sent to a refrigerated area.

The machines emitted a regular humming sound, which intertwined with the faint groans of humans to create a hellish concerto.

This place is practically a living human slaughterhouse!

Du Mu also noticed that some human machines were labeled "low-level," while others were labeled "high-level," but he didn't know what that meant.

The vampire guards who had previously blocked their way had been eliminated by the two, leaving only a few managers in white uniforms beside the production line.

They were cowering behind the control panel, trembling as they watched the two figures approach.

Du Mu pulled out a watermelon knife and held it to the neck of one of the men.

"I ask, you answer, whose territory is this?"

"It's the Eternal Night Organization."

The Eternal Night Organization seems to be the vampire faction that Blade mentioned.

Du Mu understood and continued his interrogation: "What do the labels 'high-level' and 'low-level' on those machines mean?"

"That refers to high-grade blood and low-grade blood."

The manager, whose voice trembled as a watermelon knife was held to his throat.

Du Mu was somewhat surprised: "Blood is divided into high-grade and low-grade?"

The manager nodded hurriedly: "Everyone's blood is a little different. For example, the blood of some healthy people who are in good health and have no pain or disease tastes better and is very popular."

"The blood of virgins tastes better and they are in high demand on the market. Moreover, these targets are easy to obtain because they usually live alone and have no partners. Even if they go missing, they are difficult to be discovered in time."

Du Mu's lips twitched: "What did this virgin do to deserve this? It's bad enough that she's constantly being asked by her family about not having a boyfriend, but now she's even at risk of being kidnapped by a vampire?"

The manager continued, "As for those with poor health, their blood is difficult to swallow and can only barely fill their stomachs. For example, Black people, most of them don't taste very good, their blood often carries various diseases, even HIV, and many white vampires don't like Black blood."

He suddenly fell silent halfway through his sentence because he noticed that Blade's expression didn't seem too good.

Blade: (■︿■)
Damn it, even vampires are racist these days?
Du Mu chuckled: "Then how will this blood be sold?"

"Low-grade blood is distributed to the lower-class vampires in various cities under the cover of the organization's legitimate industries, while high-grade blood is exclusively supplied to the powerful and influential upper-class vampires."

"Do vampires need to buy blood?" Du Mu asked, puzzled.

He remembered that when Firth was still around, vampires would directly prey on humans and didn't need to buy blood at all, let alone have industrialized blood production factories.

The manager explained, "This is all because the vampire forces in New York recently underwent a dramatic change. The local vampires were almost wiped out, and even Faith's forces and more than a dozen ancient vampire families were completely destroyed, causing panic among all vampires."

"In addition, special human departments have begun to closely monitor the movements of vampires, so now no vampire dares to openly prey on humans. They can only rely on buying blood from us to survive."

In fact, the instigators of all this are Du Mu and Daofeng, who are standing here right now.

They first nearly wiped out the vampires in New York City. Then Nick Fury learned of this, and S.H.I.E.L.D. began to pay attention to vampire news. Any vampire forces that wanted to cause trouble would be ruthlessly eliminated by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although vampires have physical abilities far superior to ordinary people, they have too many weaknesses.

In just a few days, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s research department developed a series of equipment targeting vampires, such as ultraviolet grenades, high-intensity ultraviolet lamps, and garlic concentrate cannons.

Equipped with these weapons that perfectly counter vampires, S.H.I.E.L.D. agents find it easier to carry out related missions than they do against ordinary people.

These days, missions involving vampires are in high demand within S.H.I.E.L.D., to the point that Du Mu hasn't received any vampire-related missions yet. If it weren't for the potentially high difficulty of this mission, he probably wouldn't even have had a chance to take on one.

Du Mu raised an eyebrow: "Is this little bit of blood enough to feed an entire vampire horde?"

The manager whispered, "We have more than a dozen similar factories in other places, scattered in different regions. This one is just one of the smaller ones. Moreover, we also mix animal blood, and even vampire blood, into some of the lower-grade blood."

Holy crap! It's like food mixed with shit?!

Du Mu was truly shocked.

It's important to know that for other vampires, the blood of their own kind is not only devoid of nutrition, but its taste and effects are also utterly torturous, no different from excrement.

He thought human gutter oil was already outrageous, but it was still a bit worse than vampire oil.

Unscrupulous merchants are indeed everywhere; even vampire food has food safety issues.

Du Mu asked a few more questions, but did not get any more valuable clues.

These grassroots managers have limited knowledge, and their information is confined to the blood factory.

Once the topic turned to the Eternal Night organization behind them, they knew nothing about it, only that the organization was quite powerful in the vampire world and was said to be controlled by several pureblood vampire elders.

Seeing that he couldn't get any more useful information, Du Mu simply and decisively dealt with these managers.

He turned to Blade: "What are you planning to do next?"

Blade answered without hesitation: "Destroy the remaining Blood Factory. We must not let these bastards continue to plague humanity."

Despite being a half-human, half-vampire hybrid, Blade has always stood firmly on the side of humanity.

Blade never considered himself a vampire; he simply had a tiny bit of vampire genes mixed in with his body, just like he had 80% African blood, but he was a pure American.

Yes, very rivery!

Du Mu nodded: "That's exactly what I was thinking too." He noticed that the system interface showed that the mission was not over after capturing this blood factory. Instead, more than a dozen new mission objectives were added, which were obviously the location coordinates of other blood factories.

The two immediately decided to set off to continue cleaning up other blood factories.

As for the factory that was just cleaned up, Du Mu has already contacted S.H.I.E.L.D.'s cleanup team, as they are professionals in this area.

In the days that followed, Du Mu and Daofeng destroyed one blood factory after another with astonishing efficiency.

Upon learning the news, the Eternal Night organization immediately dispatched a large number of additional personnel to guard the remaining blood factories.

However, all of this was in vain.

Ordinary vampires are no match for Blade, a top-tier vampire hunter.

Not to mention Du Mu, who is a player with cheat codes. Unless powerful heavy firearms are used, no one can even touch a hair on his head.

With their combined efforts, the defenses set up by the Eternal Night organization were breached one after another, resulting in heavy losses.

With several blood factories already destroyed, the controllers behind the Eternal Night organization could no longer sit still and urgently convened a high-level meeting.

Inside the ornately decorated yet gloomy ancient castle meeting room, the atmosphere was so heavy it felt almost frozen solid.

"Damn it! Where did these two bastards come from?"

A tall, thin vampire elder suddenly stood up from his seat, slamming his withered hand heavily on the wooden table, and roared, "I will tear them apart with my own hands and hang their heads on the castle gates!"

Another vampire elder said, "According to the latest intelligence, one of them is a vampire hunter named Daywalker, and the other seems to be a long-lost vampire killer. They once slaughtered thousands of vampires and even killed Faith, who had obtained the power of the Blood God."

The skinny vampire, who had been furious just moments before, suddenly changed his expression and silently sat back down in his seat.

"I think we need to take a long-term view."

A female vampire elder gritted her teeth and said, "But we don't have much time left. They have already destroyed seven blood factories. If this continues, our blood supply will be completely cut off."

"Yes, now we're mixing small amounts of human blood into vampire blood, and a lot of vampires have started complaining that we're feeding them shit."

“A bunch of low-level vampires dare to complain? Tell them, drink it or don’t, we’re still thriving.”

"."

The meeting room immediately descended into chaos as the elders argued incessantly.

"enough!"

Just then, Damaschinos, the supreme ruler of the Eternal Night Organization, interrupted their argument.

He narrowed his crimson eyes and said coldly, "In that case, release the Reapers and let those monsters deal with these two troublesome guys."

One of the vampire elders still worried, "But they were able to kill even Fess, who possessed the power of the Blood God. The Reapers might not be a match for them."

"If it really comes to that, then we'll complete our plan ahead of schedule."

Damaschinos sneered: "The divine book in the hands of that inferior half-blood, Fes, is nothing but an incomplete one. At most, it can only borrow a negligible amount of power from the Blood God."

"But we possess the complete version of the divine book, which can even summon the true Blood God!"

Meanwhile, Du Mu and Blade arrived at the location of the new blood factory, a bar.

Blood factories are not all located in traditional factories; some locations are extremely well-hidden.

Like this bar, it looks like an ordinary entertainment venue, but in reality it is just a bar that is operating normally!
The waiters and bartenders in this bar are all ordinary humans who are completely unaware of the situation, and have been hired by the vampires as a cover.

If anyone mistakes them for vampires or vampire minions and uses violence or threats against them, the vampires will help them hire lawyers and use legal means to send the other party to jail. The dozens of hidden cameras here will be the best evidence in court.

Simply put, it's specifically designed for staged accidents.

If possible, they would even arrange for some humans to disguise themselves as vampires and appear in time so that the other party could kill them, and then post the video online to create public opinion and make everyone regard the other party as a murderer.

At that time, both humans and vampires will become each other's enemies.

Some time ago, Blade fell into a similar trap while clearing out vampire forces. The video was edited and went viral online, portraying him as a thug who attacked civilians without cause, and he almost got killed by netizens.

Fortunately, S.H.I.E.L.D. intervened in time, not wanting the vampire's existence to be exposed to the world, so they helped him erase all traces, thus saving Blade from further cyberbullying and police pursuit.

The Daywalker, feared by all vampires, was almost brought to life in real life by netizens.

The world is going to the dogs!
Du Mu couldn't help but sigh that these ancient vampires entrenched in the upper echelons of power were indeed far more sophisticated and insidious than thugs like Fies who only knew how to fight and kill.

The blood factory is hidden in the basement of this bar, accessible only through a special passage.

Du Mu and Daofeng did not act immediately. The bar was full of unsuspecting ordinary people, and taking action rashly would only alert them. They ordered two drinks at the bar and used the opportunity to observe the environment and look for the entrance to the underground.

Just as they pinpointed the location of the passage and were preparing to act, a bartender blocked their way.

"Gentlemen, you haven't paid for your drinks yet."

"Ask my friend for it."

Du Mu waved his hand casually and continued walking towards the passage.

The bartender's gaze immediately shifted to Blade.

Blade's lips twitched slightly as he reluctantly pulled out his wallet: "How much?"

Two thousand US dollars.

"Wait a minute, how much did you say? Two glasses of wine for two thousand dollars!?"

Blade pulled down his sunglasses and stared at the bartender in disbelief.

Blade: Σ(☉д⊙)—■-■

The bartender maintained his professional smile: "Sir, we're a popular bar, this price is very reasonable."

Blade: "."

Are those vampires so trendy that they even open a popular bar?

Remembering the previous staged accident incident, Daofeng couldn't afford to lash out on the spot. He could only grit his teeth, pull out some banknotes from his wallet, and slam them heavily on the bar.

The people who run this bar are a bunch of vampires!
Literally!

(End of this chapter)