Chapter 16 Section 7

Tonight was the luckiest day of Suzuki's life. "Hahahahahaha! Now I'm back with all my capital and interest! I can live in a mansion again! Play with beautiful women! I'm driving a fucking handmade sports car!" Suzuki couldn't suppress his excitement, and he hid the check in his smelly socks , stepping on a huge sum of money and laughing forward. Shinjuku was a bit deserted late at night, Suzuki entered a dark alley wearing a worn overcoat, took a few banknotes and changed clothes with a homeless man, and then came out from another alley. Suzuki is no dunce either.

"Hey, where should I go to gamble tomorrow? I'm afraid my reputation has spread throughout Tokyo, and no casino dares to let me go. It's okay, after depositing the check in the account tomorrow, I can take the Shinkansen to gamble elsewhere. It’s been a long time since I’ve been so at ease.” Suzuki was thinking, while paying attention to whether there was a taxi or a nearby hotel. With a huge sum of money, it's better not to have any accidents. Suzuki walked on the long-closed department store street, so the road was relatively safe. At this time, a taxi slowly turned in from the corner of the street, and Suzuki waved quickly.

"Drive me to the nearest hotel." Suzuki said, looking at his palms while sitting in the back of the car. During the past few days, the betting has been successful, and Suzuki's palms are often scorching red at the most critical moment, as if charcoal is hidden in the flesh, and the blood in the veins is almost boiling and evaporating. "Didn't the palm prints look like this before?" Suzuki had never noticed what his palm prints looked like before, but the current palm prints were really strange. It was vaguely a red ocher prison. "Probably because I did something good in my previous life, and now the good news is here?" Suzuki smiled and looked at the palm prints.

For some reason, it suddenly occurred to me that I had a serious illness a few days before the luck of the gambling. I hid under the bridge and my whole body was hot and cold, as if I was about to die. From the first dice bet, you don't know what it feels like to lose. And just won it all back. Suddenly the body shook. The taxi hit a billboard on the side of the road and stopped. Suzuki was taken aback and asked, "Dude, don't be so exaggerated!" But there was a black spot on the taxi driver's forehead, and thick brains were all over the leather chair. "Wow! Wow——" Suzuki was so frightened that he didn't know how to react, and his mind went blank.

In front of the taxi stood a tall, thin man in a black suit and a red bow tie. The man glared at Suzuki angrily. It's the vampire dealer, Akutsu. "Get out of the car! Bring the check!" Ajiujin waved the Siegel P226 pistol in his hand, angrily shouted at Suzuki to get out of the car and spit out the money. His angry look was completely different from the elegance he had just dealt in the casino. A black cat walked lightly across the road. Suzuki's nerves were tense to the limit, and his chest was wheezing violently. "I told you to get out of the car! Get out of the car! Get out of the car!" Ajiujin raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

The bullet broke through the glass and passed by Suzuki's side. The black cat meowed and came to the taxi that had crashed into the billboard, sniffing the tires. "Forgive...forgive me..." Suzuki was covered in cold sweat, and wanted to open the door to get out of the car, but found that his feet couldn't move at all. And his palms also started to get cold. "What kind of magic did you use just now! Tell me before I kill you!" A Jiujin put down the pistol, walked to the taxi and pulled out the driver. While the body was still warm, Ajiujin lifted the driver up, inserted his fangs, and gulped down the driver's blood.Although doing so violated the vampire Tokyo Metropolitan Agreement, it was enough to wait a while and then properly dispose of the bodies of the two.

Seeing this scene, Suzuki was completely devastated. The long-standing legend that Tokyo gathered countless vampires turned out to be true. I messed with the worst people.Suzuki's legs softened. "The check... I don't want the check anymore... please let me go." Suzuki shed tears, his palms shivered as if they had been put into a freezer. The black cat sat down by the blue street lamp and stared at the taxi door. On its black fine hair, there are faint white lines, and a piece of snow surrounds its neck, like a cat gentleman in a black suit. "Take out the check and see if I'm in the mood to forgive you." The gun in Ajiujin's hand was aimed at Suzuki's temple.

Suzuki seemed to see that his soul was about to leave his body. "Uncle, a person who has a good gambling luck 'Prison', can't be so timid, he will give his life away in vain." The sound came from high up in the sky. Suzuki didn't hear it, but Akutsu, who had keen hearing, dropped the driver's body vigilantly and raised his pistol to the sky. A black shadow stepped on the department store building beside it and fluttered down, like a soft black feather. Ajiujin saw clearly that he was a big boy in a black windbreaker, with delicate features and a ponytail.

Judging by his appearance, he should be around 20 years old. "My brother said that two things are most needed to open a casino, money and measurement." The big boy said slowly: "So go back and suggest to your boss that you should close the casino." "Really?" Ajiujin looked at the big boy who fell from the sky. Is it the same kind? This boy is strong.Ajiujin sensed danger. "I'm going to get busy, so I'll give you five minutes to escape from now on. If you can escape, congratulations. If you catch up with me again, it's your fault for not running fast enough." The big boy said, He raised his hand, revealing the watch on his wrist.

"Oh? I didn't expect that there are still people in Tokyo who dare to be hunters, let alone hunters who want to compete with me for this check." Ajiujin sneered. Ajiujin felt that the big boy's body temperature was about 37°C, which was much higher than the vampire's normal temperature of 25°C.And the other party walked down the vertical wall of a high-rise building lightly. Only a vampire hunter who practiced ancient martial arts in the world could do it. The big boy pointed to his watch and said seriously, "There are still four minutes and fifty-two seconds left."

Ajiujin sneered, and was about to teach the vampire hunter a lesson when suddenly, his feet pulled off the ground involuntarily. Just when Ajiujin was horrified, his back hit the street lamp somehow, and his whole body fell down heavily. The lampposts were badly bent, and the light flickered on and off. "..." Ajiujin touched his abdomen, unable to speak. There was a rushing airflow in his dantian, which almost burst his stomach. Oops. will die. Ajiujin's hairs stood on end, he really regretted asking for this damn check. But the big boy ignored the sweaty Ajiujin and went straight to the crashed taxi. Suzuki's feet still couldn't move, and what happened just now only made him more afraid. "You're also here... to grab the check..." Suzuki shrank all over, shivering, and seemed to be much shorter. The big boy shook his head, smiled kindly, and said, "You keep the check, it's what you deserve for everything, isn't it?" He opened the taxi door, and Suzuki couldn't help being shocked. "But the thing that strayed onto your palm should not be yours. I have to take it away. Sorry." The big boy squatted down, and the black cat that was sitting under the street lamp leaned over cleverly.