The Fiance is a Blood Boss [MTL]

Chapter 48

Chapter 48 (UNEDITED)

This sleep, everyone slept well.

The curly-haired girl didn't wake up again.

The atmosphere in the utility room became depressing again. The crew-haired man leaned against the wall with blank eyes. After a while, he suddenly said, "Actually, she's only been here for more than a month." Everyone was silent

.

The Yezu really didn't treat them as human beings.

The low-level blood slaves are very perfunctory in food, clothing and housing, without any special care, and will not be given to doctors when they are sick. Brother Hei has a large supply of goods in Bliss City, and these few blood slaves are not bad at all. Anyway, if this batch dies, there will be the next batch.

After a while, someone came in and dragged the curly-haired girl's body out, and drew a tube of Xia Ye's blood.

After a while, someone came in to deliver food.

As if they were just doing small daily things, the Yezu people who came in didn't even have superfluous expressions on their faces, and finished their "work" with cigarettes in their mouths and chatter.

When passing by the lying woman, Yezu even kicked her: "This woman won't die, right?"

This woman has been lying there without moving since Xia Ye came.

Xia Ye also went to see her before, her heartbeat was strong and powerful, she didn't look like a dying person anyway. Fortunately, most of the Night Clans in the dungeon are not of a high level and are not so sensitive to the perception of blood energy. Otherwise, with her current appearance, I am afraid that many Night Clans will go crazy.

"Don't worry, her recovery ability is not bad, it's not the first time." The man didn't know what he thought of, and laughed obscenely.

"Isn't she human?"

"Ghost knows, maybe a genetic mutation."

As the two were talking, they were about to leave when they found a cold gaze looking over from the darkness.

Seeing Xia Ye, they froze for a moment.

"What's that look in your eyes?" A Night Clan frowned, a little upset.

It's just a group of low-level blood slaves. When you see them, you should tremble and flatter them. Are there other expressions on their faces? But the two Night Clans found that the girl in front of her didn't seem to know what fear was, and she just looked at them indifferently while biting a sandwich.

Ye Clan was angry: "I'm asking you something."

Xia Ye glanced at them again, and said lightly, "It's nothing."

This tone sounded perfunctory, and Ye Clan felt that they were being provoked.

"Are you looking for smoke?" The Ye Clan said and was about to come over and teach Xia Ye a lesson.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, don't touch her."

Ali just walked in from the door and stopped the Night Clan from moving.

"Brother Ali, why are you protecting her?"

"I didn't come to work yesterday, so I don't know the situation?" Ali said angrily, "She can't have any problems, otherwise Brother Hei can't get around you."

Most want to teach Xia Ye a lesson He is the only one who can't help her, but now he can only help her out.

But don't worry.

At night, her days were over.

If she is a human being, he can explain to Brother Hei; if she is a Midnight Race, Xie Erlan may kill her in a fit of anger... But no matter what, as long as she is in front of Xie Erlan, she will not even think about it better off.

A few night tribes cursed and closed the door and left.

There was an oppressive silence in the utility room, and everyone was eating breakfast in silence.

Xia Ye always eats fast. After eating in two or three bites, he picked up a small stone on the ground and drew something on the wall.

The flat-headed man suddenly raised his head and stuffed the food in his hand to Xia Ye: "Eat more, you will have strength at night. As long as you have strength, you will have a chance..." The flat-headed man managed to clear up the rest of the words:

" There is a chance to escape, yes, escape! Anyway, you have inhibitors, as long as you escape, you will have a chance!"

They usually only dare to dream, and they dare not even think about the word escape.

When the others heard "run away", they all stopped their movements. From Chao Xia Ye's point of view, the words seemed to remind them of something.

"I'll give you mine, too."

"And mine!"

Several people expressed that they would share their food to fill Xia Ye.

Xia Ye shook her head: "I can't eat so much either."

"If you can escape, we have a chance!"

"Yeah." The others nodded.

Although this chance of survival is so slim that it is almost a one in a million chance.

Xia Ye smiled at them, but still shook her head and refused: "I'm a girl, I can't eat so much." After a pause, he said, "Don't worry, everyone, I will play by ear, don't worry about me." "Okay

then ."

Everyone looked at her petite figure and thought it was true, so they didn't force her.

Xia Ye finally finished drawing something, it was an escape map - after entering the dungeon, she wrote down the route, this road is the main entrance, and there are many people coming and going, but she only knows this one.

Although I don't know if it is useful or not, it would be good to know more information.

Xia Ye briefly explained to them, and regardless of what they thought, she stood up and moved her body.

In fact, I'm still a little hungry.

Her appetite has always been a bit large.

Sometimes she is also a little dazed, always feeling that her body is in a state of lack of energy, and she always needs to eat a lot to make up for it.

In the past, her family was too poor, and she always thought that she lacked nutrition and could not eat enough.

Once, the boss of her part-time job rewarded her with a sum of money, and she took the money to have a big meal. But even if the stomach is full, there will always be a vague sense of emptiness, which will pop up from time to time.

She was hungry, but she didn't want to accept the kindness of these people.

Since there was no way to save them, she hoped that they would live longer.

Even if the reality is so bitter, there is always a glimmer of hope in life.

After about two or three hours, Ali opened the door again and took her into the dressing room.

The dressing room is used for entertainers performing at the bar, and there are rows of clothes, high-heeled shoes, and a wide range of accessories hanging on the hangers. There are also several dressing tables, and a sexy makeup artist is sitting on a nearby chair, neatly displaying the tools in the makeup box.

Xia Ye sighed.

It seems that Brother Hei still couldn't gather enough human beings, so he wanted to send her to be a thunderbolt.

"Come here." The makeup artist glanced at her.

The makeup artist put heavy makeup on her face, using seductive black eyeliner, big red lips, black eye shadow mixed with a streak of deep purple... In the brightly lit dressing room, it looked very awkward.

Xia Ye pursed her lips.

The makeup artist noticed her gaze and thought she was disgusted. He snorted coldly and began to complain: "I'm in charge of the makeup for the women here. Brother Hei didn't mention it beforehand. I want to lose my temper just looking at your birthmark." How can someone cover it up?"

Xia Ye sat down on the chair without saying a word, and let the makeup artist do various tricks on her face.

Her thoughts have drifted away: the make-up artist is an oriental man with a figure similar to hers.

The liquid foundation was applied layer by layer, and the dark birthmark was gradually covered up. The makeup artist was a little disgusted: "It's really hard to cover, you must have a very thick foundation." If the foundation is thick, you have to

wear heavy makeup, otherwise it will be very ugly. nature.

But I have to say that after covering the birthmark, it is really an amazing face.

The makeup artist lifted her chin, applied a layer of earth-colored eyeshadow on her, slowly blended it out, and continued to add other colors on top...

"Can you give me your makeup?" Xia Ye asked.

"You like me?"

The makeup artist was a little surprised. The way Xia Ye looked at her just now, she thought it was disgust.

Xia Ye drooped her eyelids and gave a soft "hmm".

"Alright." The makeup artist agreed, and felt a little better.

She pinched Xia Ye's chin and looked at it, and said: "Then I will give you a similar makeup. Places like dungeons are very suitable for this kind of makeup. Although the makeup looks heavy now, the boxing ring and the bar The lighting is too makeup, so it's natural to go there and look at it."

"Okay." Xia Ye nodded obediently.

"How long will it take? You still have time to talk." Only ten minutes later, Ali was already impatient.

The makeup artist was speechless: "I didn't delay things, I can't wait for you to go out."

Make-up is a complicated project. Brother Hei specifically instructed that this girl is going to be sent to meet a distinguished guest, so she must not take it seriously? Men are rough on their own, and they only know to complain that women are too delicate.

Ali gave Xia Ye a cold look, slammed the door and left.

The kind of door that is often found in KTV has a transparent glass window on the upper part.

Xia Ye glanced out.

Ali didn't go far, he was still smoking a cigarette against the wall in the corridor outside the door, while chatting with other Yezu brothers.

"Looking down... yes..." the makeup artist concentrated on applying makeup, "Your skin is pretty good."

Since Xia Ye praised her makeup, the makeup artist's attitude has improved a lot.

Xia Ye's eyes fell on the poster on the wall, it was still the masked oriental face.

She thought for a while and asked, "Is the boxing match tonight very famous?"

"Of course, because the man on the wall will come to participate, and there are a lot of people tonight." The makeup artist replied casually.

"It's so grand." Xia Ye smiled.

If there are many people, she will be able to fish in troubled waters.

"Is he the boxing champion?"

"No, but tonight he will fight the boxing champion 'Tiger', and everyone is looking forward to it." The makeup artist is obviously a fanatic, and when he mentions this boxer, he talks endlessly, with a nympho on his face, "Although I've only met him twice, but... tsk, I love his cold and evil demeanor so much."

Only then did Xia Ye notice the name next to the poster: Eternal Berserker.

Xia Ye: "This name..."

What a second grader!

"It's very special, isn't it? What other people call Iron Man, Tyrannosaurus Rex, Whirlwind... It's the same, and it doesn't make any sense at all. The name Berserker is better, and it sounds very powerful. I heard that he originally wanted to be called 'Emperor Guangyu'. The world', but this one is too long, and the Berserker is more fluent."

Xia Ye: "..."

It turns out that there are more secondary ones.

Although "Eternal Berserker" is not a professional boxer and has participated in a small number of times, he has never lost. As for the boxing champion in the dungeon, although he doesn't have a complete victory record, his winning rate is very high, reaching 88%, and he is this year's constant victorious general.

The battle between the two is very interesting.

Whoever buys wins.

"He once said that as long as he loses, he will take off his mask... I'm curious about what he looks like, but I don't want him to lose. It's so tangled." "If you

become friends in private, you can know?" "

You Do you think I don't want to? Who doesn't want to sleep with him?"

The makeup artist was so straightforward that Xia Ye's face turned red.

The makeup artist curled her hair with a curling iron, and said, "I don't know how many women have been to the dungeon, and he looks like he's frigid, and he doesn't care about any of them... It really makes people love and hate."

Everyone I privately speculate that his real level may be relatively high, and he looks down on ordinary women.

But if the level is high, how can you come here to make money?

"You're done." The makeup artist put away the curling iron, sat in front of her and looked at her face, showing a satisfied smile, "It's time to change the dress, I'll help you choose one." The makeup artist walked to the

hanger pick.

Looking at the mirror, Xia Ye felt extremely strange—

the girl was wearing alluring eye makeup, and the slightly raised corners of her eyes were smudged with dark red, making her look extraordinarily attractive. And that snow-white skin, the lazy curly hair hanging on the shoulders... But the eyes are not charming enough, so there is a little more innocent feeling.

With such heavy makeup, even if he stood in front of Xie Erlan, he would not be able to recognize him for a while.

Xia Ye took out the perfume in her bag and sprayed some on her neck and wrists.

"You are quite proactive, and you even spray yourself with perfume..." The makeup artist smelled the scent, turned her head from the hanger, picked up a skirt and gestured at her.

Then he shook his head, hung up the skirt, and went to choose something else.

Xia Ye walked to her side and made a gesture to pick up those clothes.

After a while, she tentatively asked: "...Sister, why are you willing to chat with me? I may be a human being, or a midnight tribe." "We low-level night tribes are not much different from

humans." Makeup artist Answer casually.

"It will be affected by sunlight, I know that."

The makeup artist turned her head with a skirt and pointed her teeth with her finger: "Don't humans all say that we are vampires? But D-class night people like me, no The way is to suck blood directly, and you can't even smell the so-called 'human'."

"Well...it's almost the same."

Aunt Mengmei also mentioned that as long as she doesn't bleed, the blood races above B-level should really be careful.

"What's the same? In my opinion, it's worse than human beings. It's like a mouse that can't see the light. Just because of this, it's often painful. As for the Midnight Clan, they're just a bunch of poor people..." the makeup artist shrugged Shrugging, he took two skirts from the hanger and threw them to her, "Try both of them." "

Okay."

Xia Ye took the skirts and walked into the simple dressing room.

The dressing room was in the corner, but in fact, it was just hung with two large pieces of cloth as a cover. After Xia Ye entered, he immediately pulled the curtain tightly.

Of course she didn't change clothes.

After she entered, she threw the skirt aside, leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

After about a minute, she raised her voice and said, "...Could you come here and help me zip up?"