Trafford’s Trading Club

Snowflake.

The branches outside the window were hung with white ice crystals, because of the indoor temperature control system, Tutsenyi did not feel a hint of chill, but rather a taste of admiring the view.

He pulled the curtains slightly apart, but at this point he heard Karen's lazy voice, “No, it's too harsh. ”

Tutsenyi looked back and a ray of sunlight was casting on the carpet at the foot of the bed, upright until the light of the door, and Karen was curling under the quilt, like a cat.

“Forget it. ”

The slaughterhouse smiled, pulled the curtains back together, and the room was darkened. He turned on a lamp, went into a quilt, hugged Karen's cold body, kissed her forehead for a second, and said, "Do you really have to sleep during the day? ”

“It's not good for your health to stay up.” Karen beat a debt and snagged the neck of Tutsenyi to make herself more comfortable.

Tutsenyi shook his head and suddenly laughed: “I thought you'd sleep in the coffin during the day... well, I said, that's what the book says. ”

“Some guys really have this habit.” Karen's eyes are also unwilling to open, as if she were talking in her dreams, "we didn't actually say that she could not walk in the daytime, like I would if I were out in the shadows for a few hours, or even shorter if it were the sun. If you stay too long during the day, you will burn your skin, for a longer time, or even burn yourself..."

“That was horrible.” Tutsenyi shook his head and looked at Karen in his arms.

He found that her breathing had completely calmed down by then and seemed to have really fallen asleep in the past. Tu Shenyi laughed and lightly underneath the bed.

It leaves when it's intolerable.

Or turn him into a real vampire until he can't stand it.

This is the promise he and she made in their ears before dawn.

……

Tutsenyi began to gauge Karen's apartment… after all, this might be a place to live for a little while. Overall… this is a very nice place to live.

But he found a hanging painting in the study.

The woman in the painting sat quietly by the window, holding a white cat in her arms... she felt as if she had been lonely for a thousand years, watched, Tutsenyi as if she had seen Christmas Eve again, sitting alone in front of the bar table, with a bearded Karen.

Shortly afterwards, Tu Shenyi appealed and slowly walked out of the study.

The apartment Karen rented is fully furnished, but the tools in the kitchen have never been used...

Overnight fatigue, Tu Shenyi was already hungry, wanted to find something to eat here, but was stunned, but found several containers in the fridge.

Tu Shenyi opened his eyes curiously... he had no taste, but smell was still there.

It's blood...

The slaughter of Shen Yi shuddered and suddenly felt a little dizzy - not because of hemoptysis, but because of the sudden appearance of blood in the refrigerator in this way, which was quite shocking.

Tu Shenyi stared at the blood in the container bottle for a while and suddenly took a small cup and poured it out, then took a deep breath.

Fluttering indiscriminately in front of the cup, his palms suddenly grabbed the cup, and Tutsenyi leaned his head and poured blood directly into his mouth.

Closed his eyes, he didn't feel the touch of blood in his mouth, just a sip smothered into his stomach... he had no taste, just like drinking yogurt.

As long as the mental disorder is overcome… it doesn't seem like it can be swallowed. Tu Shenyi touched the blood on his lips, but his stomach screamed.

He had to laugh at himself… he was not a vampire.

It wasn't enough. He suddenly had an idea, so he started playing drums in the kitchen. After a while of work, he was really hungry and put on his jacket and went out.

……

Knowing that the sun set next to it, Karen opened her eyes slowly as only a piece of chamomile remained for a brief stop.

She stretched out her lazy waist on the bed and suddenly realized that Tutsenyi was not around. Karen walked out of bed, barefoot —— actually, she could easily feel if there was anyone in the house, but she was more willing to prove it with her own eyes at the moment.

Prove no.

She also suffers from loss, just doesn't show up easily... just doesn't have the courage to say it.

She didn't even find a note... Maybe when the enthusiasm cooled down, she felt scared, so she left?

The idea was horrible, and Karen even tried to swing it out of her head and told herself, if that's the case, it's not a good thing not to try it.

Karen grinned bitterly... Whether the slaughterhouse sense had left quietly or not, as a vampire she could not avoid or eat, that physical need could not be suppressed.

The refrigerator is filled with pure blood she bought from a dark businessman, produced by the Thirteen clans… Usually, Karen is more likely to drink pure blood if it wasn't for hunting days when she couldn't suppress her instinctive mania, just like humans are more likely to eat their own food than the non-nutritious fast food out there.

She just found that there was a lot less pure blood... Karen frowned, her nose moved and she quickly opened the closet next to her and brought out a cup.

The cup was clean, but she could smell the pure blood on it - not the cup she usually used to drink.

There can be no vampires here but her, so how exactly did this pureblooded cup appear... Karen almost instantly thought of the cause and effect.

That man, for her sake, is trying to drink blood... but the amount of drinking is a little too much, this guy doesn't know a pure blood precious.

Karen was a little distracted, even forgetting that she was going to drink blood to supplement... suddenly there was footsteps outside the house.

It's Tutsenyi back.

The sound of the door opening.

Karen hastily packed up what was here and didn't have time to drink blood... although the two sides showed some things, she consciously did not want to drink blood in front of Shenyi at this time.

“You're awake. ”

Only Tu Shenyi walked in with a big bag of things in his hand at this time - it was basically food.

He said, "Well, you eat yours, I eat mine, okay? ”

Karen didn't finish, she just held him gently. Tu Shenyi grabbed her hand and suddenly said: "Come, let you see something. ”

In Karen's questionable gaze, Tutsenyi took her hand and came to the living room with a small bag. He had Karen sitting on the couch, and he was swinging it in front of the TV.

A camera was removed from the small bag. Tu Shenyi connected the wire to the TV and sat happily next to Karen before opening it with a remote control.

“What is this?” Karen asked curiously.

"The world of day… is, correctly, the world of my day. ”

The sound went off and the image was already there. Karen glanced at the picture on the TV, which looked like Tutsenyi.

He took it everywhere, and he said everything to it, as if it were her.

“How's it going?” Tu Shenyi smiled at this moment: “This camera is new and the quality of the picture is really good. ”

“You've done this all day?” Karen suddenly asked.

Tu Shenyi thought about it for a while and suddenly said: "Wait a minute. ”

Karen watched him rush to the kitchen... in an open kitchen where she could see what Tutsenyi was doing. He opened the door of the refrigerator and squatted down, but removed a box from the lower level of the refrigerator.

He came back to Karen with the box and opened it in front of her… she smelled blood at this point.

Pure blood.

“These are…” Karen suddenly stared.

This is the mold used to make the ice, which is filled with a piece of ice that has been condensed in pure blood. Tu Shenyi used tweezers to clamp a petal-shaped block of blood on it, "Well, it's well formed... come on, taste it. ”

He sent the petal-like blood ice to Karen's lips, and she subconsciously opened her mouth and swallowed it.

When vampires drink blood, they look funny, like they're drunk. Tutsenyi weighed Karen with interest at this time, perhaps because of the stimulus of blood to instincts, at which time Karen's pointed teeth were slightly exposed.

She leaned her head back and slowly poured onto the couch, her eyes half-opened, as if she had had been enjoying herself. He reached out and touched Karen's hair, waiting for her to wake up, but she seemed reluctant to wake up, and then just curled in the arms of Tutsenyi.

Watching the daytime world on TV, listening to this man's strong heartbeat, eating this man's blood ice stick for her, she felt like time stopped, could be so lazy, could be so slow.

Days go by.

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Consciousness seemed trapped in the deep sea, and she swam through the night desperately, like that bubble. And what appeared there conscious of the ocean was a crazy sound.

She... Karen Ishel knows the owner of this voice, a proud but highly skilled gambler.

Kim Woo City lost to Tu Shenyi, chopped off his fingers, and eventually became a sidekick next to Tu Shenyi... for many years.

During those years, Karen Ishel traveled the world alone, but one time she came back to this vineyard castle, she saw one more person beside Tutsenyi.

He aspires to immortality… because Kimwood has been proven to have liver cancer. Years of research, Tu Shen Yi did not really study true blood, but he used his own blood to configure a drug to suppress cancer in Jinwu City.

Only by the side of Tutsenyi can Jinwu City live, so this arrogant gambler has long been pulled out of his fangs and turned into a hound dog.

In fact, vampires all have their own servants who handle messy things during the day - or what they call agents.

Kimwood City is the agent chosen by Massachusetts.

When Karen Ishel first saw Kimwood, she told Tutsenyi that Uncle Kim was a very ambitious man and staying with her was not necessarily a good thing.

But the naturally optimistic slaughter philosophy says, "If you keep this guy, there will be less people in the world on the gambling table to win people over, and it's actually a good thing if the family breaks the dead mob.

Ever since she became a vampire, Tutsenyi is probably the vampire that Karen has seen and is still obsessed with keeping her human nature.

“You're awake, Miss Caroline.” Elizabeth was there, shouting with surprise.

Her consciousness finally came to a complete awakening, watching the tragedy in the lab, and finally watching her sit on the ground in the crazy city of Kimwood.

Karen broke free from the bell moon and Elizabeth's support and walked into front of Jinwood City, grabbing his clothes with one hand and lifting them, her face frosty: “Jinwood City, what did you just say... who killed him? ”

“Who are you?” Kimwood looked at Karen Ishel for a moment of silence, then suddenly smiled silly: “I remember you! You're a grape-growing girl, ha-ha-ha! Butterfly, butterfly, fly! ”

“Don't play dumb with me!!” Karen Ishel fell on the ground angrily.

Nowadays, her eyes are filled with sharp killing machines, only to see her reach out and take her sword back from Rocchu: throughout the process, Rocchu just blinked her eyes and didn't say anything... although this sword hasn't played enough.

“Say it!! ”

The long, bloody patterned sword was stabbed directly next to the cheek of Jinwoo City. Under the watchful eye of Karen Isherman, Jinwoo City shrunk its neck and cried out as if she felt a little fear.

At this moment, however, Karen relentlessly cut the palm of Jinwoo City directly, instantly painful, causing the whole body of Jinwoo City to twitch and roll wildly on the ground.

It's also scary to kill a woman...

Lochu shook his head and had no intention of stopping it.

Instead, Elizabeth suddenly said, “Miss Caleb, this guy is dying, and if you continue to torture him, he will only die faster... you, you may not know what. ”

Listening to Elizabeth, Karen Ishel suddenly stopped her arm, her lips twitching down and her blood-sucking fangs were already exposed... her eyes were already red.

She pressed her anger so hard that she finally stopped torturing Kimwood.

“Miss Callen... what happened?” Elizabeth builds up the courage to ask: “Why are you pretending to be Mr. Butcher... why do you want to, want to...”

“I'm looking for the killer.” Karen Ishel lowered her head, "killing the murderer of Shenzhen. ”

“Murderer...” Elizabeth realized instantly, rushing: “You mean, you suspect that one of us killed Mr. Butcher? ”

“At first I thought so.” Karen Ishel was apathetic: “But now… I'm afraid not. If what this guy says is true. ”

When the sword waved, she cut off another arm of Jinwoo City without blinking.