After returning from cultivating immortality, I was exposed by my sister’s live broadcast

"Mom, I'll go with you. Zhao Tianyi just wanted to follow, but was glared at by Sun Yuemei:

"You stay!" "I..."

"You and I must have someone to stay at home, if your brother comes to the door, at least one person is at home."

At his mother's strong request, Zhao Tianyi had to stay at home and watch his mother drive the shuttle in a hurry and leave here.

And in the northern suburbs, a suspended shuttle slowly fell.

The corners of John's mouth, who hung up the call, rose and showed a grim smile: "I didn't expect it, there are unexpected gains."

He and a few of his fellow blood clansmen looked at each other, and they couldn't help but laugh.

Originally, he just captured Liang Yue, but he didn't expect to be able to deceive a beautiful woman again, thinking that the beautiful Oriental woman was about to take the bait, John couldn't help but be excited, and the pair of tiger teeth involuntarily grew and became sharper.

"Could it be that the officials here are unwilling to fail and use a backup plan?" Some people also suspect that Sun Yuemei is a member of the police, using this excuse to find out their whereabouts.

"Don't worry, I'll let the family be sure. John didn't think about this.

Therefore, the place to meet Sun Yuemei was chosen in the bustling city center, and the lower-level believers who developed in the city were instructed to approach Sun Yuemei in person to make sure.

Make sure there is no problem and then tie her up, and if there is a problem, at most two insignificant lower believers will be sacrificed.

After contacting his subordinates and giving orders for the task, John and the other Blood's shuttles slowly landed in front of an abandoned factory.

This factory, which is usually unfrequented, is bustling with activity at this time.

Thousands of blood clan members gathered together, almost encompassing most of the blood clan in Jingsha County.

John opened the back compartment, Liang Yue's eyes were closed and unconscious, her graceful figure curled up in the corner, the wound on her forehead smashed by the butt of the gun was not bandaged, and the blood flowed more than red half of her cheeks.

John's compatriots took the body bag, skillfully stuffed Liang Yue into it, and carried her into the factory.

At the same time, Sun Yuemei entered a high-end coffee shop according to John's instructions, sat in the corner of the hall, and waited absentmindedly, sometimes looking left and right, her eyes were urgent.

John's family members observed her with the help of a camera and searched to make sure there were no other suspicious people around.

...

The sky is like ink, and there are no stars at night.

Like a meteor, the streamer streaked across the night sky and docked at a low altitude.

Zhao Tianyou stepped on his sword, suspended in the sky, looking down at the abandoned factory on the ground.

If what those blood clans said before they died was right, their base camp was this abandoned factory, Liang Yue was probably brought here, as Zhao Tianyou observed, sometimes there would be a shuttle falling, parked in the temporary parking lot outside the abandoned factory, young men and women in suits and fashionable clothes walked out of the shuttle, and entered the abandoned factory in groups of three or five.

Zhao Tianyou's fingers pinched slightly, the clouds and sunny conditions between his eyebrows changed, and he hesitated whether to take the initiative to attack, and before those blood clans found out, he used the Danshan technique to give them a ruthless blow.

But thinking of Liang Yue's safety issues, Zhao Tianyou finally gave up this plan.

The main reason for his visit is to save people.

Liang Yue is the only friend he has made when he returns to his hometown, and he takes care of him these days and is favored by her, no matter what, Zhao Tianyou has to save her from the clutches.

With a pinch, Zhao Tianyou's figure squirmed, his waist-length hair shortened into ear-length blonde hair, the light clothes on his body changed into a silver-gray suit, and his handsome facial features turned into slightly gloomy Caucasian facial features.

Seventy-two Techniques of the Forty-Two: False Form.

Change the appearance, and you can also use other objects to take your place and escape the killing.

There is no problem in determining the changed form, it is a member of the blood clan that he killed before, Zhao Tianyou slowly landed close to the abandoned factory, and as he approached, a heavy bloody breath came to his face, drilling towards Zhao Tianyou's nostrils, and Zhao Tianyou's brows furrowed.

On both sides of the entrance of the factory, there were tall doormen, who looked at the people entering and leaving the factory, and their eyes stayed on Zhao Tianyou for a moment, and after noticing Zhao Tianyou's slightly reddened eyes, they didn't pay attention.

This abandoned factory, which was originally a steel mill, only closed down due to poor management, and many of the equipment in it has not been dismantled, and these blood clans have not bothered to dismantle those equipment after using this place as a temporary base.

It has been renovated from the original and turned into a wild speakeasy.

When you enter it, you will be greeted by the dazzling neon lights flashing overhead.

At the entrance, there is a spiraling downward staircase, with a difference of two meters in height.

The soccer field-sized venue has been transformed into a giant dance floor, with countless men and women dancing under twinkling lights and writhing to the beat of grumpy rock music.

In the middle of the dance floor, there is also a high platform, where three hot women hold microphones and shout wantonly.

Zhao Tianyou's eyes were cold, scanning the men and women on the dance floor, preliminary calculations, there were at least two thousand people here, and more than seventy percent of them had a lingering bloody aura on their bodies, which was the blood clan that Zhao Tianyou had encountered before.

And the rest, it's humans.

These humans, mostly young men and women in their twenties, thought it was a newly opened bar and had fun at the invitation of their 'friends' and their recently met older siblings.

At first, they were wary.

But with the hospitality of the international friends around them, and the completely free drinks, they soon let their guard down and entered the dance floor at the invitation, dancing to the boisterous music.

These people are dead, and it is clear that they are being sacrificed as an appetizer for tonight.

At this time, they were still alive, just because the ritual had just begun, and those blood clans were out of a trick mentality, and cats and mice would not directly kill their prey.

Of course, not all humans are prey, and a small number of these humans have a strange aura condensed on their bodies.

It is similar to the mana of a monk, but it is fundamentally different, fluctuating constantly, far less stable and restrained than mana, and full of aggressiveness.

"The strength of these 'humans' is no worse than those blood clans. "

On the high platform next to the dance floor, a separate platform was carved out with sofas and coffee tables.

A hot blonde waiter walks up to the high platform with a plate of red wine and fruit.

Dressed in extraordinary clothes, it was obvious that members of the high-ranking elites of the Blood Clan were gathered on it, and those with transcendent human beings were qualified to sit with them and talk and laugh.

If they don't have enough strength, can they gain the respect of these bloodthirsty blood clans?

Zhao Tianyou is not interested in these transcendent human beings, since they can sit with these blood clans, they are also the same as a raccoon dog, and they are enemies to human beings, at least to the Ming Federation.

But the good news is that since members of the non-blood clan can be haunted here, Zhao Tianyou doesn't have to completely disguise himself as a blood clan.

"Sister Yue'er, where will it be?" Zhao Tianyou glanced at the dance floor and the VIP stage.

At this time, a team of tall blood clan members, carrying sacks one by one, entered the backstage from the staff passage.

Zhao Tianyou's eyes lit up and he followed.

Seeing that he was about to enter the backstage, a man in a suit who was guarding inside walked out and stopped Zhao Tianyou.

"Do what?".