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Jianjian woke up, the cold penetrating to the bone. All around her was darkness, with only a sliver of light seeping through a narrow crack. The air was thick with the scent of rust and dampness, making it hard to breathe. As she sniffed, a faint smell of blood lingered in the air.
Where was this place? Where was Big Brother? Her head felt dizzy, and she couldn't remember what had happened before. Why had her surroundings changed when she woke up?
In this unfamiliar environment, she felt no fear like an ordinary person might. Perhaps she was used to the hardships of life, accustomed to being alone, familiar with the loneliness that came with it, and indifferent to everything happening around her.
As she rubbed her still-dizzy head, trying to adjust her vision to the surrounding darkness, the narrow beam of light suddenly widened, spilling in like a fan.
Startled, Jianjian saw two figures blocking the light's path as they approached the cage where she was held.
It was a man and a woman.
The man was tall and sturdy, dressed in a black cloak that obscured his face with a hood. Though his features were hidden, there was an unsettling aura about him that felt inhuman.
The woman was younger, her figure not only perfect but also exuding a seductive and eerie charm that suggested she was not someone to be trifled with.
These two seemed intrigued by the girl trapped in the cage; they were puzzled by her lack of fear. As they drew closer to Jianjian, the woman displayed a strange, alluring smile, her eyes glinting with malice. "Little girl, what’s your name?"
Jianjian released her grip on the iron bars and shrank back slightly, feigning fear as she shook her head. "I don’t remember."
"Who is Wildfire to you?" The woman continued to pry, adopting a grandmotherly tone to confuse young Lin Yu.
"I don’t know." Despite her youthful voice, there was no hint of fear in it.
The woman paused for a moment before straightening up and turning to the large man beside her. "Don’t underestimate this girl; she’s quite tight-lipped."
Suddenly, the man pulled back his hood, revealing a face as pale as death and eyes that glowed blood-red. As he spoke to the woman, Jianjian noticed two sharp fangs protruding from his mouth.
A zombie!!!
She heard the woman say to him, "Fallen One, you better listen. If you fail this time, your kind will never get my blood resources again."
A vampire zombie? Jianjian pretended to cower in the corner of the cage but memorized every word of their conversation.
Wildfire was Big Brother; she remembered Xiao Qiang questioning why he hadn’t called him Wildfire earlier and had committed that special name to memory.
It seemed that these people wanted to use her to lure Wildfire Brother. In this uncertain environment, saying too much could lead to mistakes. Jianjian had to continue playing deaf and mute, not only to protect herself but also to safeguard Wildfire.
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This was a city that had revived after the catastrophe of Nuclear War, yet it appeared desolate. The streets and alleys were lifeless, occasionally punctuated by the distant curses of a Drunk Man lamenting his fate.
A bar, not particularly large but seemingly lively, caught attention. Three figures approached from afar: one woman and two men. One of the men stood tall and imposing, exuding an extraordinary presence. His suit, faded beyond recognition, fit him perfectly, and his chiseled features radiated both charm and menace.
As they entered the simply decorated yet rustic bar, all eyes turned toward them. The previously noisy atmosphere suddenly became eerie and silent.
The attire of the three made it impossible to guess their origins. The two individuals following the Handsome Man were clearly not human.
The bar owner abruptly spoke up to stop them: "Sorry, we don't welcome Fallen Ones here."
"Is that so?" The Handsome Man shot a cold glance at him. The woman behind him stepped forward with lightning speed; in the blink of an eye, she had vaulted over the counter and pressed a gleaming dagger against the owner's throat.
Her expression was emotionless as she stared at the owner, who trembled in fear and dared not meet her gaze—then a strange odor filled the air; without needing to look, it was clear that the owner had wet himself! Liquid dripped down his pant leg…
A few burly men exchanged glances and suddenly swung their fists at the Handsome Man.
The Fallen One, who had been standing silently behind them, moved quietly. With a seemingly effortless push, one of the hulking men fell to the ground.
The others no longer dared to act recklessly; they stood frozen like wooden chickens, waiting for what would happen next. They had no idea what this uninvited stranger would do to them.
"Chixia."
Upon hearing her master's call, Chixia leaped and stood once again behind the Handsome Man.
Who was this Visitor that could so powerfully intimidate dozens of burly men in the bar? He was Xiao Qiang; both Fallen One and Chixia had become his subordinates after tasting a drop of his blood.
This unexpected sense of achievement filled Xiao Qiang; he had no idea his blood held such high value. Upon reflection, it made sense—if it weren't for this, would those Fallen Ones have abducted Jianjian to lure him?
After consuming his blood, Chixia's level surged significantly, rivaling that of the Fallen One before her.
The Fallen One's level naturally rose above that of other Fallen Ones after drinking Xiao Qiang's blood but did not surpass that of its blood supplier, Xiao Qiang himself.
Xiao Qiang had the ability to inject energy into their bodies along with the blood he supplied to them.
The boss trembled in fear, his plump face twitching uncontrollably, utterly clueless about what these uninvited guests wanted.
"Don't be afraid, I just need a tiny piece of information, and then I'll leave."
One bold individual whispered, "What information do you need?"
Xiao Qiang looked up, his gaze sharp yet devoid of killing intent. "I need the exact location of the Lair of the Fallen."
Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, none daring to step forward to reveal the location of the Lair of the Fallen, knowing it would mean certain death.
The Fallen Ones operated as a bloodthirsty group, and under the intervention of local authorities, they had reached an unspoken agreement with humans. The Fallen Ones and humans each occupied their own territories, refraining from interference. If either side violated this unwritten rule, they would have to bear the consequences.
The silence was unbearable. Not only Xiao Qiang but also those hiding in this shabby bar, chatting nervously, were filled with dread as each second dragged on.
"The Fallen Ones are irredeemable; do you really think they would let you bleed for them? Speak! Where is the lair of the Fallen Ones?" At that moment, Xiao Qiang realized how naive he had been. Earlier, when he had cut the throat of a Fallen One, he had mistakenly severed its vocal cords, rendering it unable to speak. Otherwise, he wouldn't be wasting time here interrogating these foolish humans.
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