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The man was still chattering away, oblivious to the fact that the woman behind him had already stood up.
Her current appearance, aside from her good figure, lacked any real beauty.
Her eyes were bloodshot, her ears long and thin, and her teeth protruded.
Though she clearly had Chinese features, this transformation made her look quite like a Caucasian.
"Did you hear that? Are you still staring? Enjoying the view, huh? Baby, let's cover up a bit so he doesn't take advantage of you," the man snapped back to reality and prepared to find something for her to wear, only to suddenly see such a face.
"Oh my god! What is that?!" The man was startled, his eyes wide open, completely forgetting to hide.
"Haha!" The woman—no, it should be called that vampire.
She had no intention of playing nice with him now; she opened her mouth and let out a strange cry as she lunged at him.
"Oh my god!"
The man screamed but did not dodge.
If this continued, in the next moment he would be bitten; even if he wasn't drained of blood, he would still be infected.
At that moment, Ye Mingshang grabbed his shoulder and threw him backward.
Then he kicked the woman in the chest, sending her flying away.
"Well, that was a bit tough," was Ye Mingshang's assessment.
"Ha!"
After all, vampires are also a type of Zombie, known for their resilience. Ye Mingshang casually used her magic and delivered a kick, yet it did not diminish the vampire's combat ability.
Taking the hit, the vampire became furious. However, sensing that Ye Mingshang was not easy to deal with, she did not immediately charge at her but instead warned her.
"Brat, this is none of your business. Get lost!"
"Oh! If you tell me to get lost and I do, wouldn't that be quite embarrassing for me? Besides, I won't leave; why don't you teach me how?" Ye Mingshang scoffed.
The vampire's expression changed, clearly enraged. "You asked for it!"
Then, she bent down and charged forward.
"Ha, still coming at me," Ye Mingshang chuckled lightly.
Her fingers swiftly moved through the air, drawing symbols without any paper.
"Heavenly Thunder Sovereign, Dragon and Tiger clash, sun and moon illuminate, shine upon me clearly. Five Thunder Seal!"
Boom!
A disc formed from her palm was pushed out with a single strike, smashing into the vampire's chest.
"Ah!"
No matter how sturdy the vampire's body was, it still feared Dao Fa, especially this specialized lightning technique that targeted all evil beings.
Although it was just a casual strike, it was not something a Mixed-Breed Vampire could withstand.
Before long, she had already injured the Soul of Destiny, her body gradually burning like Magma, wilting away.
In the end, only a pile of Gray remained on the ground, which scattered with a gust of wind.
Behind her, the man was already terrified, trembling, with yellow liquid pooling around him.
"Oh my god, what kind of monster am I sleeping with? I'm scared to death." Coming back to his senses, the man felt utterly uncomfortable.
Not far away, a rustling sound suddenly emerged. Looking over, he saw a woman with tattered clothes and several wounds.
However, rather than calling her a woman, it would be more accurate to say she was a Female Vampire.
"Another one?" Ye Mingshang frowned slightly.
"Ha!~"
The vampire approached, letting out a strange cry before pouncing forward.
"Hmph!~ Seeking death."
Ye Mingshang snorted coldly and casually threw out a Fire Talisman.
The flames swept through, leaving behind a scream and a pile of Gray.
"Mommy, I'm scared!~" The naked man was so frightened that he even blurted out his dialect, not knowing where he was from; he was probably just rambling.
Before long, dense footsteps and shouts could be heard from a distance.
"Quick, it's just ahead, catch up!"
The voices grew closer, and faint lights became visible.
At that moment, a sudden chill swept through the air.
Turning around, a scream pierced the silence as a layer of black mist enveloped the man's head.
It was too late to save him now.
In just a few breaths, the man clutched his neck and collapsed in agony.
Coincidentally, just a second before he fell, several police officers had already rushed over.
The first one to arrive was dressed in a black leather jacket, tall and imposing, with a heroic demeanor—exactly the captain seen earlier in the day.
"Don't move! Raise your hands!" Seeing the scene before him, the captain's expression changed. He immediately drew his sidearm from his waist.
Ye Mingshang twitched his lips. "You'd better put down your gun."
"Hmph! Still daring to talk back? Get down and raise your hands!" The captain was quite aggressive, furrowing his brow without any sign of backing down.
Ye Mingshang shook his head helplessly and reached into his chest pocket.
"What are you doing? Put your hands down!" Thinking he was going for a weapon, the captain immediately became alert and shouted loudly.
"Why are you so nervous? Let me show you something." Ye Mingshang said, rolling his eyes as he took out an object.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out, and a bullet pierced through the object in his hand.
Ye Mingshang was furious, veins bulging on his forehead. "Are you a cop or something? Can't you listen? Who the hell told you to shoot!"
According to regulations, neither police nor military personnel are allowed to fire their weapons under normal circumstances. Even if they do fire, it should only be when their lives are in danger.
His shooting now counted as a violation and he would face disciplinary action.
"It was me who told myself to shoot, you monster dare to talk back."
After being insulted repeatedly, Ye Mingshang was also enraged. He opened his credentials and thrust them forward. "You blind fool, I'm also a law enforcement officer, belonging to the Nanjing Special Operations Group. Take a look!"
Saying this, he tossed the credentials over.
He used some skill to ensure it didn't hit the ground but aimed it at the other person's face, though not with much speed.
With a snap, the captain caught it, glanced at it casually, and then tossed it back.
"You!"
"Who knows if your credentials are real? Even if they are, you could still be a monster in disguise. Or maybe you're just an evil cultivator."
Ye Mingshang felt a lump in his throat, sensing a fire burning within him.
No one likes to be wronged; it has nothing to do with strength. Anyone who is pointed at and scolded will feel angry.
Unless you possess the composure of a living Buddha, but how many people in this world can have such a demeanor?
Ye Mingshang's strength is absolutely beyond that of any living Buddha, yet he does not have such composure and magnanimity.
Now, he is already contemplating murder.
In his mind, a voice keeps echoing.
"Kill him, kill him, kill him..."
"Kill him, kill him, kill him..."
The words repeat over and over, resonating in his ears and head, affecting his inner thoughts.
"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"
Seeing that Ye Mingshang was ignoring him, the captain continued to mock him with a few more remarks.
Suddenly, Ye Mingshang's eyes widened, exuding a fierce aura as he shouted, "Shut up!" (To be continued.)
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