With a flash of the knife, a head flew high, and the blood in his chest sprayed Ye Qi's face. Ye Qi's originally youthful and handsome face became extremely ferocious. Glancing at the lifeless corpse on the ground, Ye Qi casually pulled up a piece of tablecloth beside him, wiped his face and the short knife in his hand, bent down and carefully examined the head on the ground. Damn it! The bastard profiteer lied to me again! He was just a low-level blood slave Opening the dead man's mouth, Ye Qi couldn't help cursing in a low voice when he looked at the mouth full of fangs. Then he quickly took out the pliers and pulled out all the fangs, and put them in the inside of the jacket. Standing up , after searching the whole room, Ye Qi took out a bucket of gasoline that he had prepared and sprinkled it around. Then he turned and walked outside. The moment he left, a lit match flashed through the air , fell on the ground full of gasoline, sparks and gasoline collided suddenly, bringing a dazzling light to the dark room. Walking out of the stuffy underground warehouse, Ye Qi took two breaths of air full of humidity comfortably, He left the place where he had been waiting for nearly three days at an easy pace, and disappeared into the streets covered in thick fog...