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With a lewd smile on his face, Zhao Hao figured Gou Quan probably wanted the TV station to broadcast FBI-sponsored programs every day.

When the werewolf Lawrence heard that he had found them, he immediately became anxious, his face scrunched up and his nose squeezed together, looking like a baring-toothed dog.

Zhao Hao said, "Just bear with it, we'll be there soon. Once we catch that vampire, you can do whatever you want with it, even eat it raw, I won't care. That way we'll have fulfilled our duty. But if you alert it and it gets away, we won't be responsible!"

Upon hearing this, Lawrence had no choice but to sit down angrily. Firstly, he couldn't beat Zhao Hao, and secondly, without Zhao Hao, he simply couldn't find anyone.

After a brief discussion, the group sneaked into the large mansion hidden among layers of old-fashioned buildings.

Although the paper cranes couldn't get into the house, Zhao Hao did manage to walk around the surrounding area.

There were indeed a dozen or so Ha Gui tribe members on guard duty, but who exactly were these Ha Gui tribe members?

To put it bluntly, they're all people with whales in their heads. What good can you expect them to do? So their so-called sentry duty is just so-so.

A group of idiots, piercing and nailing, wearing leather jackets and chains, with smoky makeup and rooster-like hairstyles, gathered in twos and threes, either smoking and chatting or playing cards, none of them doing anything serious.

That makes sense, though. The local gangs had already bribed their way out of the area, and they'd driven away the crowds long ago; there wasn't even a homeless person left. Keeping watch would be pointless anyway.

Zhao Hao and his group didn't dodge anything and easily crossed the first line of defense.

But once they reached the outskirts of the mansion, another problem arose.

This mansion has been specially decorated, the method of which is unknown, but there is a layer of psionic energy surrounding it.

It was probably to prevent detection; at least Zhao Hao's paper crane was blocked from entering.

This thing is somewhat like a barrier, and Zhao Hao found it somewhat enlightening. Although it's basically useless against people, and an ordinary person could probably easily break in, the problem is that if he just barged in like that, he'd probably be detected by the person who set up the defenses.

This is probably a kind of barrier or magic array.

The fat man reached out and probed a few times: "Forced entry isn't impossible, but the other side will definitely know. If it just runs away, there's no way to catch it."

Zhao Hao also felt that he couldn't force the issue, and he wouldn't fight a tough battle he wasn't sure he could win unless absolutely necessary.

Gou Quan was even more determined to stay put, as he and Jim the ratman had already agreed not to go in at all.

That sounds pretty nice: "I'll guard your escape route outside!"

Lawrence was so anxious his eyes turned red, but with the score at two to one, his proposal to force his way in was rejected.

Zhao Hao suddenly sensed another car silently turning into the underground parking garage in the distance.

He had a sudden inspiration and said, "I've got a plan! We can just swagger in, won't we?"

Although it's unclear why the vampire Lestat invited so many wealthy people—was it simply to attend a banquet?

However, this undoubtedly provided Zhao Hao and his team with an opportunity to infiltrate.

Since we can't force our way in from other places, we'll just swagger in through the main gate.

Zhao Hao has recently gained some insights into chaos magic, and he's become quite proficient at some of the tricks.

He simply pointed to his, the fat man's, and Lawrence's clothes, and the three of them were already dressed in suits and leather shoes. This was a change, and it would only take an hour or two. That would be enough.

The security guards at the underground parking garage were more professional and looked more respectable. After all, they cater to wealthy people.

Zhao Hao and the others followed a group of people to the door, where they saw a couple in front of them take out an exquisite invitation.

Zhao Hao pretended to feel around inside his clothes, then used chaos magic to create a replica. He handed it to the doorman with an arrogant expression.

"Please come in..."

Zhao Hao and his group successfully slipped through the gate. Turning into the corridor, the fat man whispered, "Not bad, Ritian! How come I didn't know you had this trick up your sleeve?"

Zhao Hao waved his hand, "No problem. I know a lot more than that! A man shouldn't be seen through; if he is, he's too shallow."

Fatty: Damn it, he tricked me!

Lawrence sniffed incessantly, his expression fierce as he sniffed repeatedly: "There's a weird smell everywhere, something's wrong here... Damn vampire bats!"

Zhao Hao and the others dared not wander off; the place seemed quite large, and they were afraid of getting lost. Finally, they followed some people to the outside of a large hall. Outside this hall were many small cloakrooms.

Zhao Hao and his two companions saw pairs of men and women go inside and then never come out.

Zhao Hao gave a wink, and the three of them followed him inside. Once inside, they discovered that the dressing room had two entrances, one in and one out.

In the dressing room, there was an identical robe and an identical mask.

Zhao Hao cautiously peeked through the door and saw that everyone was wearing masks and robes, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women.

A masquerade ball!

I've heard of this thing but never seen it before!

The three of them quickly put on robes and masks, went out into the hall, and mingled with the crowd.

I don't know if this has covered up their true colors, but it has exposed a side of them that they have never seen before.

Those people were really a chaotic mess, showing off their skills to the extreme!

Some would wriggle and dance at the sight of people, while others would grab and touch each other if they hit it off. Still others would stand there watching with a glass of wine in hand.

If you include the waiters who also wear masks but are dressed as waiters, carrying wine glasses and weaving through the crowd, there are probably around seventy or eighty people! It's incredibly lively!

Zhao Hao even saw men and women in the corner already starting their primitive reciprocating piston-like movements, with people clapping and cheering! They were practically lining up!

Holy crap, that's exciting!

Just then, the fat man suddenly jumped in front of Zhao Hao, exclaiming, "Holy crap!"

Zhao Hao was startled and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Even the fat guy was still a bit shaken. "Someone just pinched my butt!"

"what?"

"A man!"

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Chapter 132 Blood Drinking Ritual

The fat man was attacked by a groping hand; it was clearly the snow-white, big buttocks that were more attractive.

Fatty had never suffered such humiliation before, and he was about to pull out his pistol and shoot all the perverts around him.

Zhao Hao quickly hugged the fat man: "Fatty, Fatty, calm down! The important thing is to find that vampire first! Daju is the priority!"

"Damn it, my chrysanthemum is in danger!" The fat man struggled desperately.

Zhao Hao quickly said to Lawrence beside him, "It's all because of you that Fatty made such a big sacrifice, so hurry up and say something."

But the werewolf was in a daze. After all, he came from a remote town in the other world and had never seen anything like this before. He was completely dumbfounded.

Zhao Hao and the fat man's actions attracted the attention of some masked men nearby, and two men and a woman even applauded. Many more men stared at the two with shining eyes.

Zhao Hao was immediately startled: Holy crap, what's going on? Have I stumbled into a massive gay dating event? Are you all waiting in line?

At this point, not only Fatty, but even Zhao Hao wanted to take out the Dragon Slayer Saber and kill him without leaving a trace.

Just then, a door on the side of the hall suddenly opened, and a woman with glasses and a distinctly sophisticated and powerful demeanor walked in, walking in with a clattering sound in her high heels, followed by a dozen or so beautifully dressed young women.

Most of the masked figures in the hall who weren't busy were drawn to the chattering, elegantly dressed girls and the clatter of high heels. Then they saw the leading woman, her face as cold as ice, walking along while removing her clothes, revealing a simple black leather jacket underneath, and even pulling out a small black leather whip from behind her back…

The fat man forgot to struggle for a moment, exclaiming in amazement, "Holy crap! Are all the vampires in the city this good at this?"

At this moment, Doris, one of the girls, also felt that something was wrong, but upon further reflection, it seemed that nothing was wrong, and this was even the normal procedure.

How could they possibly let you go on stage and make you a star just for no reason?

In this circle, even though she had only been involved for three months, such things were already quite common.

On the contrary, it gives me the opportunity to promote myself, so I need to work harder.

Under the command of the whip-wielding strongwoman, the girls formed a battle formation, and then the music started, and they began to dance.

The masked people, both men and women, gathered around, their faces hidden behind their masks with critical and nonchalant smiles, as if they were watching a pet contest.

As the music quickened, the dancing became more energetic, with some girls already going all out and performing sexy moves, which naturally attracted a lot of attention. The others followed suit, not wanting to be outdone.

Something's not right!

"It tastes weird!"

Zhao Hao and Lawrence spoke at the same time.

They both smelled a faint fishy smell in the air, but upon closer inspection, they could also detect a hint of sweetness.

The three of them huddled in a corner and discussed it in hushed tones.

Zhao Hao: "Something must have been released into the air!"

Fatty: "Could it be poison gas?"

Lawrence shook his head: "There's no poison, otherwise my nose should have reacted."

Before the three of them could even guess, Zhao Hao and his companions had already seen the effects. It was probably some kind of stimulant, but not a regular chemical stimulant; rather, it was a stimulant with properties reminiscent of magic potions and alchemical elixirs. The effects were quite remarkable.

In less than a minute, the atmosphere at the scene was already quite exciting.

Both the dancing girls and the masked figures became as excited as enthusiastic fans at a concert. They started chanting, swaying, and taking off their clothes...

Zhao Hao and the other two could also feel their blood pressure rising and their heart rate increasing, and their spiritual energy was also fluctuating, becoming more lively and restless.

None of the three had any experience dealing with vampires, so they didn't know. A seasoned vampire hunter would have recognized it immediately.

This is "sweet blood" that the Demon Party vampires use in many rituals and banquets.

This is a potion made from virgin blood. When released with psionic energy, it will cause excitement and increase the activity of psionic energy within the area.

For vampires, this is like sprinkling black pepper on a steak—it plays a crucial role in seasoning.

Before the three could figure out what to do, a tall, handsome, and somewhat arrogant blond young man was escorted into the hall by more than twenty people.

The enthusiastic crowd parted to make way for him, and he walked very naturally to the stage in the center of the hall.

Several elegantly dressed young women were already somewhat dazzled; the sweet blood had the strongest effect on them, causing their hearts to pound and their blood to surge.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome! Here, youth and vitality will soon return to you..."

The group was excitedly waiting for this person to distribute the "blood wine" that would keep them young and energetic when suddenly they heard a furious wolf howl!

"Awooo~~~" Lawrence roared and activated his transformation, bursting out of his robe and turning into a giant werewolf over 2.2 meters tall.

Lawrence's move caught everyone off guard, not to mention Zhao Hao and the fat man, who were also taken aback.