Chapter 666 (1/2)

In fact, the blood clan, mutants, human beings, basically bad ruffians have similar habits. People who live in the dark always like to hide in the dark.

Su Ming knows where to find blood eater vampires.

The corpse that Quincy had given Richards must have been a blood eater, because there were two vampire vegetarians in the Dracula Hunter team, so they couldn't fight the vegetarians, or the hearts would be broken.

The short haired Prince arukado is a force guarantee, and Hannibal king is a think tank. Without them, the team will be at least half destroyed.

Dr. Richards is not Howard. Now he is just a young researcher. He is not married, has no family, has no hobbies, and lives alone in Philadelphia.

In addition to the SSR protection of his agents, only a cat company, Quincy is expected to take a fancy to him.

Living alone, nervous and low EQ, this is the standard victim template of suspense novels.

And a corpse want to transport up very inconvenient, especially the blood of the body, the sun will fail.

They were so poor that they had only one old beetle, and there was no place for their bodies.

Then this blood clan must be the big city quency found in Philadelphia, only 70 miles away from the Caspian camp, which is calculated.

A city with enough population density to support the survival of blood race.

If someone is missing in a small town with only a few hundred people, it will soon be revealed.

But in a city of millions of people, if there is no body, the police will not file a case.

So suming just needs to copy this step and go around the darkest and most chaotic places in Philadelphia to find the vampire.

He and Palem ate half of the supper alone. To be honest, it was not delicious at all, but the major once ate most of it without changing his face as if he had no sense of taste.

After that, the three men arrived in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, through the Murdoch portal.

Different from New York, the buildings here are more charming and full of historical details. There are two big rivers passing through the city, as if you can hear the sound of running water.

As the former capital of the United States, Philadelphia, like all other cities, is full of chaos on the streets of the slums all night long. The garbage cans in the alleys are always rattled by tramps. Under the street lamps, a few poorly dressed women are stamping their feet to keep warm.

Night wind blowing, the roadside mouse saw the sudden appearance of the three people were scared, squeak into the sewer to escape.

”Well, Philadelphia is also called” the city of friendship. ”But the atmosphere here is a bit gloomy. Mordo, there is a tramp by the dustbin. Go and ask.”

Su Ming had no armor at this time, and his black suit looked even darker in the night.

”What should I ask?” Murdo bowed slightly.

”I'll teach you all this? What have you learned before? ” Su Ming raised his head and sighed with concern for the country and the people. The Wanyue branded a shadow in his pupil: ”forget it, I'll come by myself, watch and learn well!”

Su Ming takes some change from his pocket and walks to the vagrant in the lane.

Mordo glanced at Palem sheepishly, while the restored ghost Knight shrugged at him and held his horse firmly.

All tramps are the same. They smell like death attendants. This alley is the back door of several restaurants. After closing in the evening, tramps will come here to look for food.

Some leftovers, or kitchen waste.

When Su Ming came near, the tramp, whose beard and hair were glued together, found half a rotten apple from the dustbin. If he got it, he put it into his mouth.