[Ke Fei]Shanghai Knights

Chapter 1 1

"Crunch".

The dark wooden floor groaned under his feet. Crowley walked down the wooden stairs and turned his head to find the silver-haired vampire still standing at the corner of the stairs.Turning his head slightly, Crowley asked, "What's wrong?"

"No matter how many times I look at it, I feel that the person who puts this mirror is really funny~" Ferid raised the corners of his mouth jokingly at the mirror on the wall facing the corner. His pale skin, scarlet eyes, and Given the gloomy atmosphere around, the picture reflected in the mirror does have the feel of a ghost story.

"Are you afraid?" Crowley chuckled nonchalantly, "Could it be that you have done too many bad things and worried about the death of ghosts?"

"Hey, I thought you didn't believe in ghosts, Crowley." Ferid looked back and followed Crowley's pace.

The red-haired vampire was noncommittal. After all, vampires like them can exist in the world, so why is it surprising that ghosts are real?

"Besides," the silver-haired vampire continued, his red eyes swept over Crowley with a smile, "If there are ghosts, Crowley, you will definitely protect them."

"Ha." With a chuckle, Crowley felt that if there was a ghost, he might just walk around someone.

Walking out of the gate of the school building, the city has long been enveloped in the dense night. The street lamps on the side of the street cast a dim yellow light on the ground, and the headlights of cars pass by Crowley and Ferid from time to time.However, pedestrians on the street still come and go frequently. I don't know when, the night is no longer just for vampires.

Crowley turned his head, and the school under the night stood quietly on the side of the street. The school building was a three-story French Renaissance-style building with white walls, a brick-red tiled roof, and a semicircular mountain rising from the cornice. The classical window decorations with uniform surface and style make it difficult for him to feel that he is in a country in the Far East.In fact, he is in an area where people from all over the world can settle at will. Of course, [-]% of the population is still locals. In addition, the largest number of foreigners living in this area are Japanese, followed by British. People and Americans, I don't see the French very much because they seem to live in another area.Thanks to such an environment, foreigners like Crowley and Ferid, whose appearance is incompatible with the locals, can live without any grudges.

There is a park a block from the school, and Crowley and Ferid's house is on the road from the public school to the park.Just a few minutes' walk away, the two stood at their residence in Shanghai.It was a small Portuguese-style two-story villa, the white walls were decorated with carved patterns of dark blue wood planks, and the roof of the small building was covered with dark blue tiles of the same tone.The gray walls around the villa circled a small garden, but due to the negligence of the owner, various plants and weeds grew in disorder, and most of them appeared dull in late autumn and near winter. Withered and yellow, the garden is even more desolate.

"Hurry up, there is dinner waiting for us~" Ferid urged lightly, and walked into the small building first.

Ferid had already completed all the procedures for buying the villa long before they arrived in Shanghai. When Crowley was at a loss because of the sudden title of priest, the silver-haired vampire enthusiastically pulled the latter towards him. Showcasing their new home.Combined with the recommendation letter that Ferid also prepared at some unknown time, Crowley will not believe the other party's "no intention" statement.In reality, however, the redheaded vampire finds he doesn't mind much, and before he knows it, Ferid and his eccentric plan are the only way to dispel the curse of boredom on the vampire.Therefore, before Ferid is willing to reveal his plan, Crowley is willing to continue the game with him.

Smiling and shaking his head, Crowley stepped after Ferid.

Ferid never wants to treat himself badly, and this is also fully reflected in this villa.Resplendent and magnificent is perhaps the best description for the interior of the small building. All kinds of luxury decorations that are not necessary for vampires can be seen everywhere in the room. 700 years obviously can't change Ferid's aesthetics. Although the villa is smaller than the silver-haired vampire's former residence, the interior style is the same.

In the very center of the bedroom, a coffin squeezed away the position of the double bed and was placed in the most conspicuous place.The silver-haired vampire had already walked into the bedroom to pick and choose from the clothes in the closet. From time to time, he threw some clothes on the sofa aside and said to himself: "This one is a bit plain, the pattern on this one is not good, ah, Just this one!"

"My dear lady, have you decided on your outfit for going out?" Sighing, Crowley asked jokingly as usual.

Ferid's red eyes squinted at Crowley, "What are you talking about? I'm picking out clothes for you."

"Me?" Crowley was taken aback for a moment.

"Of course, do you want to wear your priest clothes to the ballroom?" Ferid didn't give the other party a chance to refuse, and slapped the clothes in his hand on the red-haired vampire's chest, "Hurry up, put this on, we Let’s go. I’m already starving.”

The wheels are on the stone-paved road, and the rubber layer wrapped on the wheels makes passengers no longer feel the violent bumps as before.Crowley looked sideways at the bustling night scenes passing by one by one: outside bars, dance halls and other entertainment venues, colorful neon lights flashed and changed rhythmically; Rickshaws, horse-drawn carriages, and cars are mixed together on the road, as if there is no sunset in this city.

Crowley never thought that one day human beings would be able to light up the night like day, but perhaps only human beings who are filled with desire would try to change the world; in contrast, vampires simply exist in this world In life, they don't want to change, and they don't want to be changed, wasting their too long boring life.

However, no matter how the times change, human beings are still so weak. Glancing at the sweaty driver in front of the car, the red-haired vampire asked his companion, "Why do you want to take a rickshaw? It's faster to walk over."

"Do as the Romans do~" Ferid shrugged casually, and then joy appeared in his eyes, and he raised his voice and pointed to the side of the road, "Ah, here we are, there it is."

"Huh?" Looking in the direction the silver-haired vampire pointed, what Crowley saw was a magnificent building.Located at the corner of the intersection, although the night has soaked every corner of the city, the building is full of people moving in and out, and the vehicles that pick up and drop off guests stop from time to time on the not-so-narrow road.Directly above the entrance, the building's signboard was illuminated by dazzling neon lights, and the English name of the building was blinking above the oriental script that Crowley didn't recognize.Raising his eyebrows, the red-haired vampire asked, "Fried, where did you bring me?"

"Of course it's an interesting place." With the corners of his mouth raised mysteriously, Ferid handed over the fare to the driver, and jumped off the rickshaw first, while Crowley followed helplessly.

As soon as he stepped into the heavy door of the building, the jazz music amplified countless times by the microphone mixed with the noisy human voice filled the whole space, making the vampire with keen hearing frown involuntarily.Under the dim purple light, the humans huddled together, slowly swaying to the music.In fact, Crowley didn't like crowded places, especially among humans.

"You don't really want to come dance, do you?" Crowley asked in a low voice, leaning into Ferid's ear who was walking in front.

Ferid curled his lips, "Of course there's dinner."

Sighing, Crowley took off his hat and handed it to the doorman who came up to him.The red-haired vampire tugged at the hem of his coat, glanced down at the light beige three-piece suit that Ferid had chosen for him, and suddenly understood the slightly outstanding choice of the other party.Sighing, Crowley continued to walk.

"I'm going to have dinner first, it's up to you." Ferid said briskly.The silver-haired vampire is wearing a retro black suit, and the neck is still tied with a ribbon to form a bow—this is like the hairband on the back of the head, which belongs to Ferid's weird obsession.

"Yes, yes." Choosing to come to this kind of place for food is indeed in line with someone's special hobby. Watching Ferid get into the crowd with ease, Crowley scratched his red hair, and turned his head to find a young human The woman was looking at him.

It was an oriental girl in her early twenties, already a little drunk, wearing a slim western dress that set off her plump figure, slightly beating blood vessels were faintly visible from the neck exposed under the half-high collar.Swallowing, Crowley felt that he was indeed a little hungry.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Ferid seemed to have found his prey, and he was talking to a handsome young man with a flirtatious smile.The young man looked a bit cautious, as if he had come to such a place for the first time.Ferid's taste is really easy to guess as always, Crowley looked away and returned the girl with a lazy smile.

"Do you speak English? It's my first time here, so I'm a bit overwhelmed." Crowley said with a smile in English with a slight French accent.

The girl's trembling body gradually collapsed in Crowley's arms, and her arms lost the last strength and hung down from her side.The red-haired vampire loosened his sharp teeth from the girl's neck, and bright red blood flowed out from the wound left by the teeth, leaving a red mark on the girl's skin.Casually letting go of his arms, Crowley let the unconscious girl fall into the dark back alley of the ballroom.

"Aha~ After so many years, your taste really hasn't changed at all. You're really a womanizer."

You don't need to turn your head to Crowley to know who is coming. After all, the tone of this joke has never changed in the 700 years they have been together.

Turning around, the vampire's keen vision allowed Crowley to accurately capture the silver-haired vampire's figure in the dim light, and raised his eyebrows in return, "I'll give you all I said. What happened to that youthful human boy just now?"

However, the person behind him didn't answer, and the moment Crowley turned suspiciously to confirm, his lips were firmly locked by the soft touch.The tip of Ferid's tongue stuck between Crowley's teeth, like a typhoon sweeping across every inch of the red-haired vampire's mouth.

Letting go of Crowley, Ferid stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip as if he was still unsatisfied, and said in a deep thought: "Hmm~ the plump girl's blood tastes not bad, but it's still not as sweet as the boy's sweetness with a bit of sourness. taste."

"What a pervert." Crowley said with a chuckle.

"I'll take this as a compliment." With a light snort of pleasure, Ferid glanced at the girl lying in the shadow, "Take away the rest of the food, we should go back. Well, let's take a walk back , as a postprandial digestion exercise."

It was already midnight when Crowley and Ferid set foot on their way home. Even this bustling city known as the "city that never sleeps" immediately became deserted once it left the main road and turned into an alley.This is a shortcut, as long as you walk through the alley, you can return to the neighborhood where they live. On both sides of the alley, there are bungalows, mansions, or townhouses. Not to mention the figures walking on the street.

There was no street lamp for illumination, only the faint moonlight cast milky white cold light. Crowley glanced at his companion beside him. Ferid seemed to be in a good mood all night, and now he was humming an unknown tune softly, almost Walk briskly with bouncing steps.The voice of the silver-haired vampire wafted through the silent night. Crowley slightly raised the corners of his lips, and looked at Ferid curiously, "You are in a good mood today."

Ferid just showed a satisfied smile and asked: "What is more satisfying than drinking blood?"

Crowley stared at Ferid.No, there is nothing more attractive to a vampire than blood.However, Ferid is different, he will not be satisfied with pure blood, so there must be some more special reason behind this.

Ferid laughed: "What? Is my face fascinated by you?"

"No, I'm just getting more and more curious about what you're thinking." Crowley replied truthfully, perhaps speculating on Ferid's intentions has almost become his only hobby besides sucking blood.

At this moment, footsteps gradually approached from a distant place.

Crowley thought it was just a pedestrian returning late like them, but after paying a little attention, he realized that the footsteps of the other party were a bit strange.The sound of the footsteps of the coming person was light and heavy, long and short, as if one of his legs was not good enough to walk, and he had to drag his feet forward slowly.Crowley turned his head slightly strangely, wondering why a human being with limited mobility would appear alone in an alley late at night.The red-haired vampire glanced aside, Ferid still had a smile on his lips, as if he didn't notice anything.

But Crowley knew that wasn't true. The silver-haired vampire was a much more careful observer than he was, and indifference just meant Ferid wasn't interested, or...

The owner of the footsteps finally appeared in the field of vision of the two of them. Thanks to the enhanced vision of the vampire, Crowley could clearly see that it was a man of medium build. The clothes on his body seemed to be rolled in the dirt. Stained and tattered, revealing the pale, bloodless skin underneath.Crowley raised his eyebrows, feeling that everything in front of him was getting weirder and weirder.Looking at the silver-haired vampire whom he suspected to be related to these, Crowley called out, "Fried..."

The red-haired vampire's voice seemed to have attracted the attention of the strange visitor. He stopped his slow and difficult steps, and raised his head in Crowley's direction, revealing a face that was very different from that of a human.The scarlet eyes seemed to be shining in the dark night, the sharp canine teeth were exposed under the lips, the saliva flowed down from the corners of the mouth along the shiny white teeth, and the facial features were twisted together at an inhuman angle.

"Ahhh! Monster!" Ferid let out an exaggerated scream, and quickly hid behind Crowley, hugging the red-haired vampire tightly around his waist as if using the red-haired vampire as a shield.

"Blood... blood... give me blood..." Ferid's cry was like a signal, and the monster not far away rushed towards them at a speed that a human with a limped leg could not achieve.

Crowley tugged Ferid's arm, but Ferid was unwilling to let go at all, as if he had found the sloth that loved tree trunks the most.Sighing, the red-haired vampire avoided the attack of the monster with the huge burden on his back, turned his head helplessly and said, "How can I clean it up when you hug me?"

"But, people are afraid." Ferid didn't seem to want to let go of his hand, and Crowley sighed heavily again.

"I really don't know who is the real monster here." Looking at the monster that seemed to be about to pounce again not far away, Crowley pinched the knuckles of both hands. He can also twist the opponent's head off with one hand, but it may stain his light-colored sleeves, and compared to killing the monster, leaving him alive may give him some clues, such as Ferry The real purpose of virtue.

"The two foreigners over there, get out of the way!"

Just when the monster let out a roar that seemed to be irritated, a high-pitched female voice suddenly cut through the night sky. The incomprehensible language made Crowley stunned for a moment, and the attack stopped abruptly.Almost at the same moment, a piece of thin paper full of strange symbols was shot out at a speed that violated the laws of physics, and it seemed to be pulled by an unknown force and firmly stuck to the monster.Immediately, a white lightning fell from the sky, and struck the roaring monster straight, dyeing him scorched black.A slender figure ran from a distance, stabbing the copper-yellow long sword into the immobile monster's chest.The monster twitched a few times, turning into a pinch of black ash and scattered on the ground.

The woman who broke in suddenly retracted her long sword and turned around, finally allowing Crowley to see the whole picture of the comer.The woman should be in her early 20s. The slender oriental frame and short black shoulder-length hair make her look younger than her actual age. Only the long sword made of coins in her hand looks a little out of place.

"Fortunately for you, the zombies have been dealt with by me."

Zombie?Catching the only understandable words in the woman's words, Crowley couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and glanced at the mass of ashes turned into monsters.

Is this the blood-sucking monster that children talk about?