Chapter 64: Jiang Yan’s Promotion
Strange, why are there so few cars tonight?
At the intersection about two hundred meters from the Jinhe Club, Jiang Yan and Jiang Yao stood on the street, each holding their phones and waiting.
According to the instructions that Wanyue had given to Zhao Peng, all members of Hyacinth were now on a Level 2 alert status. This meant that unless they were at places like the subway that required security checks, everyone had to carry weapons with them at all times and were not allowed to travel alone.
As for who Wanyue was guarding against, perhaps only Zhao Peng and Jiang Yan had a slight understanding; no one else knew, and everyone just complied. This was absolute trust in Wanyue.
At this moment, Jiang Yan was still wearing the black dress and white coat she had donned at the club, but underneath the hem, a dagger was strapped to her left thigh, and a pistol hung from her right thigh. This weapon arrangement was naturally most convenient in a dress, while jeans made it difficult to carry both types of weapons.
Jiang Yao, on the other hand, was in an embroidered lace princess dress, with a dagger strapped to each thigh beneath the skirt. Her beautiful single ponytail had also been replaced with long hair tied back with a floral bow.
There! A vacant car is coming!
A taxi turned out from a distant street corner, its green light on. Jiang Yao, quick-eyed, waved her hand and conveniently cancelled the taxi queue information on her phone.
Where to?
J District, XX Street, XX Alley.
Oh, is that the old folk-custom protection street? Vehicles are prohibited there, so you’ll have to park at the intersection.
Sure, no problem!
The taxi was more legitimate than regular rideshare cars, with a driver wearing a mask. His uniform was a bit wrinkled but clean. The car had the air conditioning on and a hint of a light fragrance, likely from an air freshener.
After confirming the destination, Jiang Yan and Jiang Yao sat side by side in the back seat. Jiang Yan closed her eyes to rest, while Jiang Yao played a mobile game.
In the enclosed taxi, the temperature was cool, but the fragrance became increasingly intense. Coupled with the rhythmic passing of streetlights outside the window, it made both sisters feel a bit drowsy.
Wait… it’s an anesthetic…
Unbeknownst to them, Jiang Yao had already tilted her head onto Jiang Yan’s shoulder, her phone having fallen to the side, while Jiang Yan gradually sank into a feeling of extreme fatigue.
Jiang Yao sensed something was off but only had time to mumble half a sentence before her head tilted and she fell asleep.
This was a special inhalation anesthetic specifically targeting vampires, extremely expensive and typically used by secret agencies to restrain high-level vampires, forcing them to maintain a state of heightened blood boiling, thus reducing their combat endurance and slowing down physical reactions.
This secret weapon from various countries was now being employed effectively against a mid-level knight and a high-level attendant.
The driver turned onto a dimly lit side road, rolled down the window, took off his mask, and lit a cigarette. Through the rearview mirror, seeing the two girls leaning against each other, unconscious, the driver broke into a satisfied smile.
Under the moonlight, a taxi with its headlights on swayed and made its way to a construction site of a half-finished high-rise building in the suburbs of City C.
“Brother Wei, I’ve brought them! They’re completely out cold. This drug is really powerful; fortunately, I’m just an ordinary person.”
The driver got out of the car and walked toward the first floor area of the unfinished building, where a man and a woman stood amidst piles of various construction materials. Surrounding them were seven or eight dark figures standing at different distances and heights.
A flicker of flame rose as the young man lit a cigarette. The moment the lighter’s spark illuminated the surroundings, it was unmistakably Wei Jun, the representative of the Hidden Alliance who had barged into Jiang Yao’s room while she was in slumber, along with him was Yao Li.
Unbelievable! A mid-level knight and a high-level attendant… They have truly only been blooded for over four months!? Where did these monsters come from?
In a state of stupor, they naturally lost control over their bodies. Without having injected any suppressants, Jiang Yan and Jiang Yao emitted pheromones that made all members of the Hidden Alliance, including Wei Jun and Yao Li, look fearful.
“Wei Jun, did we get involved with something we shouldn’t? Wanyue will…”
A lower-ranked female knight beside Wei Jun showed signs of hesitation.
“Let’s go, Yao Li, this is the will of Elder Zhuang. Some things are beyond our understanding as small players.”
At that moment, the taxi’s doors opened simultaneously. Wei Jun leaned into the car toward Jiang Yao, while Yao Li did the same toward Jiang Yan, both preparing to drag the Jiang sisters out.
In an instant, a fierce and chilling storm of pheromones expanded within the small car, and Jiang Yan and Jiang Yao almost simultaneously opened their eyes, their sparkling pupils transforming into a terrifying blood red under the moonlight.
Wei Jun reacted quickly, already preparing to retreat when he felt an arm firmly gripping him, followed by an overwhelming force striking his abdomen, making the acid in his stomach surge up into his throat.
Half a second later, Wei Jun was propelled out of the car by a tremendous impact, the rear door being violently torn from the body of the vehicle as if carried away by a whirlwind.
Under the moonlight, a girl’s figure soared through the air with Wei Jun’s body, like a cannonball, crashing into a pile of cement slabs and rebar several meters away, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
So fast that he barely managed to ignite his boiling blood, Wei Jun found himself stuck between the cement and rebars, unable to move.
Coughing up a mouthful of blood, as his senses returned, he felt a debilitating sense of weakness wash over him, accompanied by intense pain radiating from his chest, likely several ribs, including his sternum, had broken.
In the dim light of night, Wei Jun saw a pair of icy blood-red eyes, a beautiful face wearing a cruel smile, and a silver dagger raised high, while a slender hand tightly gripped his throat like an eagle’s claw, making it impossible to escape.
The aura of a peak high-level knight surged from the girl with pale golden hair, even more ferocious than Zhao Peng, indicating that she was already half a step into baron territory.
On the other side, Yao Li was cornered against the wall of the unfinished building by Jiang Yan, who was emanating an aura close to that of a mid-level knight.
Several seconds ago, Yao Li’s left arm had vanished without a trace, the wound smoking with the unmistakable blackened mist that indicated silver ions penetrating her flesh and blood. Charred remains of muscle tissue twisted around the wound like torn strips of rags.
A gun was pressed against her forehead; Yao Li scarcely needed to think to realize what that meant. If she dared to move even a little, the silver bullet in the chamber would obliterate her head.
All of this happened in mere seconds, and aside from Wei Jun and Yao Li, the surrounding seven or eight men and women still had not reacted.
“You… how can you not fear the anesthetic… you aren’t Apennine vampires… it’s impossible!”
Yao Li clutched her severed arm wound tightly, her face pale, not daring to ignite her boiling blood, only glaring at the indifferent Jiang Yan.
“Anyway, in your eyes, we sisters are just monsters. What’s there to be surprised about?”
Jiang Yan held the dagger in her left hand, while the pistol firmly pressed against Yao Li’s forehead with her right hand. With her peripheral vision, she noticed the shadows gradually encircling them and spoke in a very low voice: “Using underhanded means against Hyacinth, the Hidden Alliance is two-faced, treating so-called family like this?”
“Sis, don’t waste breath on them. Just kill them! I didn’t expect the Hidden Alliance to be so despicable!”
From a distance, Jiang Yao’s overwhelming aura, which was nearly at the baron level, pressed down on a mid-level knight like a chick underfoot, with a silver dagger raised high as though she had grown impatient.
With that exclamation, the surrounding seven or eight attendants of the Hidden Alliance finally reacted, raising their weapons to aim at the Jiang sisters, among them were some high-powered firearms like VSS silenced rifles.
“Brother Wei!”
“Sister Yao!”
The members of the Hidden Alliance were at a loss for what to do. Trembling, they aimed their weapons at the Jiang sisters; not one dared to step forward.
These two mysterious women of Hyacinth were terrifyingly strong, possessing extraordinary explosive capabilities after igniting their boiling blood.
Even more frightening was their displayed speed and agility, which were not typical of the Siberian or Altai vampires commonly seen in Hua Country, nearly rivaling the speed of the Caucasus vampires!
On their side, one mid-level knight and one lower-level knight had almost lost their combat effectiveness within moments of engagement. Theoretically, if there was no baron to intervene, these two monsters could probably wipe out all members of the Hidden Alliance present within the next minute or two.
“I’m sorry… we are just following orders to invite you both to the Hidden Alliance for a talk.”
Yao Li lowered her head gradually, her voice much more timid. Her eyes caught a glimpse of the corner where her severed arm lay, and she faintly heard Wei Jun’s weak coughing like a broken bellows.
Just as she finished speaking, a look of terror crossed Yao Li’s face; she sensed that something was off with the black-haired girl in front of her.
Looking up, she found that Jiang Yan’s blood-red eyes seemed to carry an added meaning, a kind of madness that wanted to rip her apart, a bloodthirsty killing intent deepening in her gaze.
You… are you a Black Blood vampire?
Yao Li started to tremble, feeling the open malice and covetousness Jiang Yan had towards her body.
Jiang Yan also felt a haze descend upon her; the breath and pheromones flowing from her opponent became tempting, luring her to sink her teeth into the girl’s throat and flesh.
Get lost!
Jiang Yan bit her lip suddenly, blood trickled down, and her mind cleared up slightly; she then stepped back, holstering her pistol. “Xiao Yao, let’s go, we have important matters at home to attend to…”
Sister! Just let them go like this!?
In the dark night, Jiang Yao slowly walked out holding a mangled male body in her left hand. With a throw, she tossed Wei Jun in front of Yao Li, though her expression was clearly displeased.
Let’s stay on the right path. Whatever it is, we’ll wait for Sister Wan to come back… we’re all small players, no need for life and death struggles.
Jiang Yan approached a pile of building materials, picked up Yao Li’s severed arm, and tossed it back from a distance.
Thank you…
Yao Li picked up her dismembered arm and nodded slightly, directing everyone to lift Wei Jun’s battered body, slowly disappearing deeper into the construction site of the unfinished building.
Xiao Yao, do you have any small golden pills… give me one quickly… hurry!
Once Jiang Yan could no longer sense Yao Li and the others’ presence, she shuddered and half-knelt on the ground, whispering to Jiang Yao beside her.
Ah? Wait! Wait!
Jiang Yao sensed something was off with Jiang Yan’s condition, rushed to the taxi’s back and dug into the rear seat to find her small bag, then pulled out a bottle and rushed back. Without bothering to count, she directly shoved several pills into Jiang Yan’s mouth.
I think I’m about to promote… I’m so tired, I want to drink blood… let’s go back to the club…
With that, Jiang Yan shut her eyes, her body softly falling into Jiang Yao’s arms.
In the bustling city, amidst the brilliant neon lights, on the rooftops of tall buildings, a girl with pale golden hair carried a dark-haired girl as she leaped and danced across the moonlit night, moving with light and chaotic steps toward the Jinhe Club.
