Chapter 4 Section 3

Drugs and unnecessary arms were sold on the black market, and everyone in the Jagged Group received a large sum of money.Of course it is US dollars.Dollars are the real banknotes. Every time the money is distributed, the iron-blooded group will loosen up for a while. Those who want to go back to the countryside for the holidays go, those who want to play around in casinos go, those who want to be masters in brothels go, and there are even enthusiasm for part-time tour guides. ghost. This is human nature, and it is quite a positive emotional release.Nobody likes being around gunfire all day.Being obsessed with killing is rather pathological.

The fire in the hotel was very hot, making the sound of creaking and crackling firewood. "When's the trip?" Sark asked, lying on the bed, clutching Lydia's waist. "I don't know, maybe next week." Lydia was on top, shaking her not-so-good young body. Lydia's curves are perfect, full of elasticity.But her body has many scars that were torn open by vampire claws just like Sack.Those are part of the memory of the two getting along.It can even be said to be a record. Not liking vampires is the most fundamental consensus of the Iron Blood Group. "Where are you going? Have you made a decision?" Sac looked at Lydia who was lying on top, imagining the scene of the plane taking off.

"It's fine to go anywhere, but I won't go to Japan." Lydia put her hair down without thinking. yes.In addition to no snow, choose a country with fewer vampires. "How about Egypt?" Sack suggested. Egypt is sunny. Although it is one of the ancient countries of vampire culture, which country with more than 3,000 years of history is not like this?Today's Egypt is already a big tourist country, and the history of vampires has been wrapped up like a mummy. "Sounds good. Pyramids, Sphinx, mummies, the Nile River..." Lydia thought for a while. "Egypt's secret police are amazing, and it's a safe place." Sac rubbed Lydia's waist.

"It's also a cheap place, so you can stay longer." Lydia thought about it again, shaking her body. "..." Sac looked at Lydia. Seriously, Lydia is a beauty. With a straight nose, blue eyes, slightly upturned lips, and snow-white skin, especially when she let down her long golden hair, Lydia is no less than the female star on the cover of a magazine.When she was in the secret police, several officers hinted more than once that Lydia didn't need to go to the front line anymore, and that she could get a monthly salary by sleeping with them. But Lydia never just responded coldly with her middle finger.

She is such a beautiful and fierce woman worthy of respect. "Will you come back?" On Sac's chest was the sweat dripping from Lydia's body. "Who knows about such a thing. Is the job of a hunter so memorable?" Lydia said frankly, grabbing Sac's thick shoulders, her nails deeply imprinted into her skin. "It's true, if you feel happy, don't come back." Sac's hand moved quietly from Lydia's waist to her strong buttocks. Another burst of intense physical entanglement, like a collision of attacking each other. After the end, Lydia didn't lie down and go to sleep as usual, but got up and put on her coat, combed her hair, and put on her boots.

"Where are you going?" Sac was sleepy, his hair disheveled like a listless lion. "Drinking. Your physical strength is really bad." Lydia lit a cigarette.The implication is to find another young man to spend the night. Lydia is gone.Outside the window is still boring heavy snow. Sac had to hug the pillow alone, tossing and turning. There were strands of Lydia's hair on the pillow, which wasn't too bad. But still lonely.