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However, the black-robed man leading the way went further and further astray; his destination was probably the slums.

An Xin couldn't help but ask, "Where exactly are you taking me?"

"Young man, don't be impatient." She stopped and paused for a moment. "We'll be there soon."

Following the direction she pointed, An Xin saw a bar. Was this noisy environment suitable for making deals?

It's not even as good as this deserted alley.

Warfarin pushed open the door and led him in. "Have a drink. If we can make a deal, it's on me."

The two went in one after the other. An Xin declined the alcohol and ordered a glass of juice instead.

The woman in the black robe ordered a Bloody Mary, and while waiting, she asked a question.

Do you think a price of 5,000 yuan for one vial of inhibitor is reasonable? Isn't it too cheap?

"A little." An Xin nodded. On the way here, he had been suspecting that she was a liar.

The man in the black robe raised his head, revealing his delicate features in the soft light.

She had white hair, blood-red eyes, and pale skin; in an instant, her beautiful face captivated An Xin's entire gaze.

It's beautiful, really beautiful.

It's hard to describe her beauty in words alone. She's a police academy graduate who hasn't read many books, but using Xu Zhimo's style would seem frivolous, while using Shakespeare wouldn't suit her temperament.

She seemed somewhat frail, and also a little... pathetic?

An Xin thought for a long time before using this word.

While he was still in a daze, the man in black told An Xin her request.

"I want your blood. Five thousand Lungmen dollars plus one hundred milliliters of blood, and I'll sell you a dose of inhibitor. How about it? A pretty good deal, right?"

“That makes sense, but I need to know if the inhibitor is manufactured by Rhine Life?” An Xin was still worried that she was selling counterfeit products.

We can't let a policeman like him get scammed by a conman.

No matter how beautiful she is, it has nothing to do with An Xin.

But you need blood?

Vampire?

An Xin didn't know much about the races in this world. Sarkaz seemed to be a large category, and there should be vampires in it.

He then asked, "Is it okay to drink the blood of an infected person? Won't it cause you to get infected? How do you plan to collect my blood? By biting my neck?"

"Dude, you have so many questions."

The man in black took out two suppressants. "They're produced by Rhodes Island and are just as effective as Rhine Lab. As for your blood, I have a syringe with me."

"Is that so?" An Xin took out 10,000 Lungmen Dollars and first used the Detective Eye to scan the inhibitor, but naturally nothing happened.

The Detective Eye cannot scan items unless Anxin continues to upgrade and expands the ability to identify items.

So.......

Let's use it on her anyway.

Name: Warfarin

[Race: Blood Demon]

Life: Unknown

[Note: The Sarkaz have a bad reputation in this land, don't be fooled by the young girl's pretty face.]

An Xin took a deep breath, pinched the bridge of her nose, rubbed it up and down a few times, and met her gaze.

"Ten thousand Lungmen Dollars, come and have your blood drawn."

"This guy is really straightforward!" Warfarin took out a syringe and a blood pack, stared at his collarbone under his shirt, and then looked at his arm.

An Xin unbuttoned the cuff of her left sleeve, folded it up her arm to reveal her forearm.

Her sharp teeth pierced her lips slightly, and her eyes lit up. It had been a long time since she had seen a man who caught her eye so much. He had a well-proportioned and slender figure, looked slim in clothes, and when he lifted his shirt, all she could see were muscles. He also had a handsome face.

Although Warfarin is not a promiscuous woman, she still wants to take a second look at any attractive man.

She licked her lips. "Could you unbutton the top button of your shirt too?"

An Xin's expression froze.

With such a beautiful and innocent face, is she actually a pervert?

However, he did like Warfarin's face, and obediently followed her instructions, unbuttoning the first button of his shirt to reveal his collarbone.

In the dimly lit bar, soothing music filled the air, and everyone was talking in hushed tones, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

The dim lighting made his blond hair shine even brighter, cascading down his neck to his shoulders, fully revealing the curve of his neck and shoulders. His collarbones were prominent and strong, connected to the veins in his neck, stretching his bones.

An Xin heard the sound of swallowing. Miss Warfarin was so mesmerized that her cheeks turned slightly pink, making her look rather cute.

"You won't attack me, will you?"

“That’s slander! Slander! Absolutely a stereotype. Not every blood demon attacks people randomly. Although most of my kind are like that, I am definitely not that kind of blood demon.”

She slammed her hand on the table, making a dull thud, but her gaze never left An Xin's neck.

"Give me a bite, and I'll give you an extra dose of inhibitor, okay?"

An Xin's lips curled up. "You're starting to ramble on and on, Miss Blood Demon. You just said you wouldn't attack me."

"Ugh~" Warfarin gritted her teeth after he said that. She had already smelled An Xin's wound and smelled the sweet blood. She only needed to drink a little bit.

But the man opposite her was too much to her liking; she wanted to bite his neck.

The next second, before An Xin could agree, the black robe in front of her vanished instantly.

An Xin was taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening and reached for the long sword at her waist.

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P.S. Thanks to Yun Tun Xiao Fan for the "Salty Fish Thrust," and to all the other big shots for their votes.

Chapter Fourteen Inhibitors

"Don't be in such a hurry, buddy."

Accompanied by a gentle tone, a soft, boneless hand pressed against the back of his hand. The cool, soft, and smooth touch penetrated his skin, making An Xin remember this wonderful sensation.

However, this also shows that the opponent's combat power far exceeds that of An Xin, easily seeing through his intentions and stopping him in the first place.

Warfarin straddled his body and sat directly on his lap. Contrary to her frail appearance, she acted more like a seasoned warrior.

"Hehe, there's almost no blood in this world that I haven't drunk. I've even tasted a little Qilin blood."

But did you know you smell really good?

"Relax, you'll get the inhibitor I promised. Don't be afraid, it'll be pleasant."

An Xin was so obedient not because Warfarin had him pinned down, or because she used some Originium Arts.

It was simply because warfarin was too close.

She smelled nice, not like a strong perfume, but like the fresh scent of shampoo.

Even though their bodies were separated under the black robe, there was still a slight contact between their thighs, and coupled with his low, teasing voice, An Xin's breathing became rapid.

In his past life, he was a junior police officer. The police academy was full of men, and he had never even held a girl's hand, let alone dated. After graduation, he was even busier with work and had no time for dating.

The main reason is that Warfarin's appearance is just what he likes, so it wouldn't be a problem to compromise a little.

He exposed his neck, saying, "Suck it if you want."

"Then I won't be polite." Warfarin licked her lips, her gaze more like that of a hungry person looking at a freshly cooked steak than one towards someone she liked.

She nestled in An Xin's arms, licking his skin with her soft little tongue, as if disinfecting his neck with cotton swabs.

With a slight stinging sensation, An Xin felt a foreign object being inserted into his skin, seemingly accompanied by the injection of some liquid. Not only was there no pain, but just as Warfarin had said, there was a slight pleasure.

He closed his eyes slightly; the effects of the alcohol hadn't worn off yet, and the two bouts of blood loss had left him feeling dizzy.

With her arm around Warfarin, Warfarin trembled, but did not refuse, letting Anxin hug her back.

"Have you drunk a lot of blood?"

She didn't speak, and continued to suck blood. As the blood was lost, a large amount of alcohol also entered Warfarin's body, and the two got closer and closer until they overlapped.

An Xin could feel the body under the black robe slowly warming up from being ice-cold with no temperature at all.

Especially now that the black robe was no longer separating them, her thighs touched An Xin's legs, and through the thin pants, An Xin could feel the delicate texture of her stockings.

After a while, Warfarin raised her head, her cheeks slightly flushed, and breathed heavily as she explained to An Xin's question.

"The people I've sucked blood from are all dead. That was so long ago. I no longer have the urge to suck blood."

Most of the time, I survive on blood plasma. I'm a doctor, so getting blood is quite easy for me.

"Then why did you come out and suck my blood?" An Xin put the inhibitors on the table into his pocket, wondering how long three vials of inhibitors would last him.

Warfarin also put the money in her pocket. "Blood plasma isn't very tasty, and you can't choose the flavor. Occasionally, you'll encounter blood that tastes really bad."