One punch to an Ultraman, you say you are Golzan

Despite reducing the frequency of hunting, their situation remains dangerous.

Qingzi made a depressing discovery after using the ultimate move.

No matter which city they appear in, they will remain in that city for two days after hunting.

Golzan will pounce like a deep-sea shark that hears the news.

There were even a few times when it was extremely dangerous.

If it weren't for the holy bead on his chest as a warning, Qingzi would have thought he had nowhere to escape.

She didn't understand why Golzan appeared when the Victory Team, which was responsible for fighting monsters, hadn't arrived yet.

A monster's intelligence agency is more powerful than the Victory Team?

This is indeed the case. Since Keigo Masaki joined the Victory Team, he has successfully hacked into the TPC database.

Kallen can directly control various satellites and other facilities of TPC. Combined with the power device of the Mechanical Island, she has already taken into account the vision of the Earth's cities. The computing power of Kallen's supercomputer is even more powerful than the monitoring facilities of the entire TPC.

Qingzi remained silent during the big move.

After a while.

The bartender in a black vest at the bar pushed two glasses of wine.

The priest glanced with interest at the bloody Mary in the glass, which was as red as blood.

He immediately took a sip, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

It seems that the bartender in this bar is not a slacker.

Although vampires cannot eat human food, they can only rely on human blood to fill their hunger.

But sometimes when they are having fun, they also retain human habits and occasionally have a drink.

Such as coffee, cola, yogurt, Erguotou, etc.

For example, he often orders a Bloody Mary when he arrives at a new bar.

If the color is pure and the taste is mellow, he will even give it a good review.

But if that doesn't work...

"Excuse me...is there anything wrong with this wine?"

The bartender asked unsurely, in his field of vision.

The thin man in front of the bar, with a very pale face and well-dressed clothes, was holding the wine he made and looking at him with an inexplicable look of approval.

A horrifying guess, accompanied by a creepy feeling, spread like a black vine in the young bartender's heart.

Damn, this guy can't be a gay...

"It's okay, I just wanted to say the wine is pretty good."

The priest waved his hand casually. The bartender in front of him was one of the few good bartenders.

Since he will probably have to stay here with Da Zhao Qingzi for another day, there is no need to drink his blood today.

He glanced at Dazhao Qingzi, who was still drinking with a sullen face beside him.

The priest secretly complained that it was boring, then quietly moved his eyes away and looked around.

The dark brown walls are inlaid with murals, and the floor covered with dark patterned tiles reflects dazzling light.

The music and lighting are pretty good, and humans only know how to deal with these luxurious things all day long... The priest's eyes just glanced at these decorations, but when he looked towards the dance hall inside, the sneer on his face suddenly stopped.

Beams of purple-blue lights flickered, illuminating the dance hall, where dozens of men and women danced in groups to the music.

The girls were all wearing sexy belly-baring tops and mini skirts, revealing their well-proportioned and voluptuous thighs and swaying their delicate and fair waists.

Sweat seeped out from their necks, slid down their delicate collarbones, wetting their collars, and making their already full and taut breasts even more seductive.

And they ignored the fierce gazes of their male companions and continued dancing seductively.

The priest was stunned.

This is the Paradise Bar!

His eyes were fixed on the necks of the girls, and he was so greedy that his fangs were about to squeeze out of his lips and he would pounce on them and bite them.

In his eyes, the white and slender neck looked like a braised duck neck, and the beads of sweat on it looked like a layer of fragrant hot and spicy soup, which made him salivate and he couldn't help licking his lips.

Young, beautiful, energetic girls, with sweet blood, are his favorite type to drink.

As if seeing his impatience, the big move Qingzi at the side put down his wine glass and said lightly: "Don't be impulsive, this place is different from Tokyo."

The priest was stunned and asked, "You mean, it's more dangerous here?"

Da Zhao Qingzi shook his head, "You misunderstood, I mean, there are too many plastic surgeries here."

Priest: “!!!”

Ignoring the priest's shock, Da Zhao Qingzi continued: "Almost 80% of the women in this hall have had plastic surgery."

"No way..." The priest was a little unconvinced.

Da Zhao Qingzi smiled and pointed to the dance floor. The priest looked in the direction of his finger.

There was a very pretty woman with a plump figure standing in the crowd and dancing passionately. Her heavy breasts were the focus of many men's glances even though they tried their best to avoid their female companions.

The question from Dazhao Qingzi rang in my ears: "What do you think her breasts are made of?"

"Human flesh." The priest said it as a matter of course, because what else could it be?

Dazhao Qingzi shook his head, "It's silicone."

what?

"No way? It looks very realistic."

When the priest was puzzled, Dazhao Qingzi changed another girl and pointed at the plump buttocks: "What is this?"

hiss.

The priest looked at it for a long time, then hesitantly responded, "...human flesh?"

The big move Qingzi then shook his head, "It's also silicone."

He pointed to several of them and the answer was always silicone, which made the priest depressed.

Is there any real stuff these days?

When Da Zhao Qingzi suddenly pointed at a pure-looking young girl in a sailor suit, the priest became confident.

From his perspective over the years.

She was so young, beautiful and had such a pure temperament, he couldn't believe that the girl had also had breast augmentation.

Because it's flat!

"What is this?" Da Zhao Qingzi did not follow the usual practice and pointed at the girl's face.

hiss.

The priest looked serious, stroked his chin and pondered for a while, then answered as if to confirm: "Silicon...silicone?"

There is so much silicone, and it must be correct to say it is silicone this time, right?

But I saw Dazhao Qingzi shook his head, "This is uric acid."

Priest: “!!!”

WTF! None of them are real!

Da Zhao Qingzi said calmly: "You only see that her face is full of youth and wrinkles. Little do you know that she is already forty years old."

“In the process of evolution, humans have gradually abandoned the exploration of perfecting their inner selves and have increasingly pursued empty external appearances.

Little do we know that the physical body will always decay, and only the soul is the most powerful, important and special "weapon" of human beings in this world.

"The ignorant humans have completely forgotten this over time, and since then, they no longer need it."

Dazhao Qingzi sneered: "Waiting for our gods to arrive, they only need to contribute their strength as enslaved slaves."

"Hiss, that's right."

The priest nodded, then propped his head up with his arm and pointed at Da Zhao Qingzi's face with some confusion:

"Then why do you change your skin once a week?"

After the big move, Qingzi's smile froze.

The priest didn't notice it, turned around and took a sip of Bloody Mary, saying as he drank, "You only pick on beautiful women, are you Kiri people and humans exactly the opposite?

Is that why you just changed your painting tonight?"

WDNM!

Da Zhao Qingzi's face became more and more gloomy, as if a dark cloud was floating over his head.

The priest suddenly felt a chill all over his body. Seeing the anger in Qingzi's eyes, he immediately became cowardly:

"Hey, hey, hey, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously! I'm just... I'm just kidding!"

Just when Qingzi was planning to use his ultimate move to deal with this bratty vampire.

Squeak!

Accompanied by a strange smell, a figure suddenly walked in from outside the door.

Da Zhao Qingzi was sitting sideways at the bar. The moment she felt the breath, she turned her head and looked. Her amazing eyesight allowed her to see the person clearly in an instant.

middle-aged man.

He was wearing a tight white-striped shirt and an unusually loose black suit jacket that hung down to his hips.

Dark brown trousers that clearly don't match the top.

On his head was a black bowler hat, which was usually only seen in circuses.

Her entire face under the brim of the hat looked like it was covered with white powder, even whiter than the vampire priest next to her.

Matching the peculiarly shaped black umbrella and black box in his hands.

The whole person gives people the feeling of déjà vu, as if he is a comedian who walked out of the mid-90s.

It's nothing but weirdness.

There's something wrong with this person...

Da Zhao Qingzi looked at the funny man calmly with his eyes, and patted the priest next to him.

"what?"

Shhh!

Silence.

Seeing Qingzi's gesture of silence, the priest reacted and followed his gaze to the white-faced man.

The two men began to observe the white-faced man's every move quietly.

"Excuse me!"

The pale-faced man stood at the door and did not walk directly inside. Instead, he stood at the door and looked around inside the bar, as if observing something.

Seeing someone coming and preparing to go out, he quickly stopped him.

"Is there a problem?"

The drunk man was walking out, and when he looked along the arm that was blocking him, he was immediately startled:

"Who are you trying to scare dressed like this at this late hour?"

Pushing Charlie's arm away, the man walked out angrily.

Charlie seemed unimpressed and continued to stand at the door.

Both Da Zhao Qingzi and the priest showed confusion on their faces. What did this guy want to do?

Charlie stopped several more people one after another, but most of them lost their temper when they saw this guy's expression, so they just gave him a cold look and left.

Until a young man stopped, something finally happened.

"What do you want?" The young man looked at Charlie who stopped him with some confusion.

"Excuse me, here you are,

Do you have any monsters for sale? "