Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 876: Chapter 120: Forget Worry, Three Lives (3)

The corpulent man’s body, looking like a monster, was rapidly drying up as he was lifted high.

At the moment it happened, the scene fell silent… Suddenly, someone screamed, turning the place into a disaster area.

They frantically shoved each other, scrambling toward the exit… They couldn’t afford to care about anything anymore!

Takizawa, after draining this corpulent man, leapt onto a table covered with a white cloth.

Like an animal, he crouched on the table, his long tongue extending from a massive oral cavity—swinging in front of him like a straw!

Suddenly, this long tongue shot out, effortlessly wrapping around a woman who had fallen and twisted her knee in the chaos. Takizawa ignored the terrified crowd, focusing solely on enjoying his feast.

For he had no need to.

The guests realized the exit, leading to the outside, was completely blocked! A metal gate fell at the moment.

As the first guest reached the exit, hoping to escape alive, his body collided hard against the gate and fear exploded.

The path forward was blocked, while behind, the blood-sucking monster was savaging one after another of their companions.

Someone’s head was twisted off and raised high, with a torrent of blood gushing from the neck like a waterfall. Takizawa tilted his head back to drink the warm liquid!

He moved like a blood-sucking leech with the hopping ability of a grasshopper, leaping around the venue to catch his prey… No, it should be ‘stretching out his hand’ to grab his food.

Simple, brutal, and bloody… Many had already fainted from fear, yet the terror did not stop.

This was the scene Zhong Luoyue saw when she temporarily escaped from Lady Eve’s hand and opened the door.

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When Lady Eve regained her mobility and rushed out of that separate room, probably less than a minute had passed.

Zhong Luoyue barely had time to hide behind a huge vase in the venue.

With no escape routes available, more people preferred to crowd at the blocked exit, frantically shouting and banging, yet without any effect.

Lady Eve angrily burst through the door, transforming into a black wind, and grabbed a woman whose makeup had run from her terrified tears.

Lady Eve bit open the woman’s neck, her fierce gaze sweeping across the scene, clearly contemplating her next prey.

After drawing this woman’s blood, Lady Eve pushed her aside… The woman was on the verge of death.

Lady Eve restored some of her voluptuousness, her eyes fixed on the vase, yet she did not approach… However, Zhong Luoyue could hear Lady Eve’s voice.

As if gently whispering in her ear.

She said, “I won’t move on you right away. I’ll let you crawl to me step by step in fear and despair, then beg me to spare you, beg me to make you my blood servant… Because to become my blood servant is the only way you won’t die here, the only way you’ll escape, the only way you’ll breathe the air of blood, and the only way you’ll see sunlight outside again. You will… You will…”

Zhong Luoyue covered her ears and lowered her head. She had never felt so powerless.

What daughter of the family battleground, what dominant player in the business world—all powerless against such non-human strength!

But suddenly, a crashing sound followed by Lady Eve’s angry voice emerged.

Zhong Luoyue peeked and saw Lady Eve hit a table and fall to the ground. Standing in the middle of the hall was a burly man with exceptionally solid muscles.

He stood with his legs in a horse stance, his right palm thrust forward.

Was he the one who slapped Lady Eve flying?

Takizawa noticed this scene. Already in a frenzy, he didn’t think much and immediately lunged at the man who had struck Lady Eve.

Takizawa’s body leapt high, but just as he was about to pounce on the man, he suddenly shot out his tongue, pressing it on the floor to pivot, abruptly changing his direction.

Takizawa seemed to be dodging something… A flying knife!

No, it should be a table knife!

The direction Takizawa deliberately dodged revealed three table knives lined up, nailed to the huge spinning wheel.

There was another one? Zhong Luoyue used all her sight to look and saw a slightly thin man standing up among the crowd.

No clue what these two men’s origins were… But it seemed they had the capability to handle Lady Eve and Takizawa.

“Song San, did you see Ms. Ren?” The burly man standing in a horse stance shouted to the thin man.

Song San shook his head: “Never saw her, probably didn’t come down. Song Da, you and Song Er go first, find Ms. Ren quickly! I’ll hold off these two monsters!”

Song San… Song Da?

Last name Song?

Zhong Luoyue frowned, her heart moved. Maybe in secret, there was someone named Song Er possibly hiding; could they be from the Song Family?

Were they sent secretly to ensure Song Ying’s safety?

In a moment, Zhong Luoyue was almost certain of her guess… The Song Family was powerful, but nowhere near Boss Zhong’s Family in numbers.

The Song Family only had two descendants; surely the old Song would not let Song Ying, his only granddaughter, run amok outside without concern.

Excellent!

Zhong Luoyue silently rejoiced; it seemed the Song Family’s experts truly had some real skills.

“Human martial artists! How did you sneak in here?!” Takizawa, obviously enraged, without further ado, lunged at Song Da.

Yet Song San swiftly swung his palm, shooting rays of cold light—picking up scattered knives on the ground.

At this moment, Lady Eve had already crawled up from the floor, with a conspicuous dent in her abdomen from Song Da’s heavy palm.

“I like strong men, especially ones like you!” Lady Eve screamed, also lunging at Song Da.

Suddenly, from above a shadow dashed down in the hall, swiftly kicking towards Lady Eve… That was a leg flickering so fast it was hard to follow with the eyes… It seemed like someone skilled in leg techniques, it should be Song Er.

“Ahda, go open the door!” At this moment, Song Er, while suppressing Lady Eve with his leg skills, shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Song Da also shouted angrily, “Move aside everyone!!”

The guests blocking the iron gate quickly scrambled aside, only to see Song Da running step by step. His footsteps were extraordinarily heavy, every step sounded like an iron hammer pounding the floor, echoing loudly.

As Song Da reached the gate, he abruptly placed both palms on his chest, then took a deep breath, the muscles on his arms instantly swelled, tearing his clothes, transforming into ‘giant arms’ twice as muscular as a normal person’s, and struck out instantly!

Boom—!!!

His palms fiercely slapped the iron gate, forcibly breaking open this sturdy barrier!

Song Da took the lead, rushing out directly, leaving only his voice echoing from the corridor, “Ah Er, Ah San, don’t waste time fighting! Find Ms. Ren and withdraw immediately after, I will signal you!”

Despite this, now that Song Da, godlike in his strength, broke the gate, the guests were unwilling to stay in such a dangerous place and rushed out urgently, fleeing outside.

Among them, of course, was the third daughter of the Zhong Family, Zhong Luoyue, taking advantage of the situation.

Yet suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, the Song Family has such hidden martial artists; does the Zhong Family have them too?

Grandfather, is there still so much tightly hidden within your heart… including the origin of that black card.

In the crowd, someone continuously pushed her body forward to escape, leaving Zhong Luoyue no time to think.

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“Damn it, those foods actually escaped.” Takizawa’s voice changed completely, eerie and terrifying.

Meanwhile, Song Er retreated after kicking back Lady Eve, landing beside Song San.

Song Er looked serious, saying, “Song San, these two monsters are hard to deal with… That old witch handled so many Power of Vajra Legs without a scratch.”

“Ahda’s Vajra Palm struck her too, but she still stands? Those palms can pierce five-inch iron plates…” Song San’s face didn’t look good either, “Well now, what I thought was a simple guard task with food and drinks, is turning into a possibly fatal job…”

Song Er said, “No more talking, if Old Zhong hadn’t taken us three brothers in back then, we’d have to give up our martial arts to the Shaolin Temple… Eighteen years later, we’d be good men again, what’s there to fear!”

As they spoke, a shadow suddenly shot out, bypassing them straight for the passage.

Just as Song Er and Song San were about to intercept, a huge figure fell in front… Takizawa!

“I’ll play with you, don’t disappoint me!” Takizawa laughed madly, and his body suddenly split into two, becoming two smaller creatures, yet resembling leech-like monsters more.

Song Er and Song San exchanged a glance, Song San taking a deep breath, stood out first, “Monster, you forced me… I originally didn’t intend to use this forbidden power!”

Song San inhaled deeply, making his chest swell.

Takizawa and his split body crouched, staring intensely at Song San, not moving rashly… Despite mania, reason was not lost.

Song San suddenly shouted, pushing his hands outward, tiny objects shot towards Takizawa and his split body… but not painful at all!

The small objects clattered to the ground, revealed to be candies from the banquet that were ignored, making Takizawa pause.

“Run!”

Song San shouted, and in an instant, both had run off beyond sight,

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Xitacil finally felt the oppressive force vanish, secretly exhaling in relief, feeling reborn.

Luo Qiu was already back in his seat, then gestured beside him… But quickly pointed to another single-seat sofa, calmly saying, “Sit.”

Xitacil gulped, slowly rising while touching a black ring on his finger.

This was a product of the Magician’s Association, sensing strong energy and capable of discipline. He tuned it to alert when an energy threatening him emerged.

Yet clearly, facing Luo Qiu, the previously reliable ring failed as if malfunctioning. Xitacil fearfully watched Luo Qiu, unsure when such a powerful figure appeared in the dark world.

Seeing no non-human traits like others, he seemed like an ordinary human; could he be a superpower user moving objects with his mind?

“Rest assured, I won’t do anything to you now.” Luo Qiu looked at Xitacil, calmly said, “Besides, I believe you won’t have strange thoughts against me now.”

Xitacil chuckled nervously, hardly daring to… Besides, should you have strange thoughts towards me, I’d be more than happy to comply.

“What are the True Blood you mentioned earlier?” Luo Qiu started questioning.

The urge to reveal the answer was irresistible, pleasantly compelled to speak his mind… Xitacil surprised inwardly, yet slowly began to explain, “True Blood, specially created to replace vampires’ dependency on blood, or it’s a substitute.”

“You live on blood, yet now you’re making substitutes, why?” Luo Qiu was perplexed.

Like humans inventing meal replacements… Usually used for weight loss. Vampires certainly don’t need them, do they?

Xitacil bitterly smiled, “We’re forced to… Luo Qiu, how much do you know about existing vampire groups?”

Luo Qiu calmly said, “My family touched on the Thirteen Clans somewhat with me.”

Family… Xitacil looked at Luo Qiu, growing cautious, such a powerful guy with family accompaniment?

Could he be from a lost family lineage?

“Alright, I’ll start with the Thirteen Clans then.” Xitacil nodded after contemplating, finally sat down.

On that single-seat sofa.

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