One minute later...
In the alley, five Vampires were piled up like a tower. Ailer had broken all the bones in their bodies, making it impossible for them to recover in a short time.
Taking advantage of this time, Ailer immediately questioned, "Speak, where did you get the blood plasma from?"
There are tens of thousands of Vampires hidden throughout America. If they were allowed to attack ordinary people on the streets, it would be a huge disaster.
Thus, due to certain entangled interests, some high-ranking humans allowed Vampires to open 'blood stations'.
Blood stations would directly seize homeless people from the streets or purchase blood plasma from hospitals, then resell it to other Vampires.
This was something Blade had told Ailer. There were several blood stations in New York's Underground World, but Blade wasn't clear about their exact locations.
And to muddy the Water, Ailer chose to destroy a blood station and kill all of its customers, directly creating a situation with no market.
"In, in..." The first Vampire stammered, looking very scared, but Ailer saw that this guy was stalling for time.
Whoosh—
A silver blade light flashed, and Ailer ended this guy's life with one strike. "I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it. Next, you speak."
As he spoke, Ailer pointed the tip of his blade at the next Vampire.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you! It's in Hell's Kitchen, in the Underground Room of the apartment building at the intersection of 39th Street and 38th Avenue!" This sensible Vampire immediately blurted out the detailed address.
Hell's Kitchen... the area with the worst public safety in all of New York. Setting up a blood station there was enough to divert attention.
"Thanks for your cooperation." After saying that, the kind-hearted Ailer no longer intimidated them but neatly ended their lives.
As the breeze blew away the dust, Ailer also drove away from here, heading towards Hell's Kitchen.
Soon after, Ailer appeared in the shadows of Hell's Kitchen. He looked at the old apartment building not far away and then sent out his Spider Smartphone.
The Spider Smartphone was agile, making it perfect for reconnaissance.
Ailer only needed to wait a moment, and the Spider Smartphone would bring back the information he wanted.
Ten minutes later, the Spider Smartphone returned to Ailer's hand. It transformed back into a phone, and the detailed bill of this blood station appeared on the screen.
The bill contained the purchase records of all customers and replenishment records since the blood station opened.
For Ailer, the most important thing was the procurement records. As soon as the Vampires' trucks arrived, he could pinpoint the blood source.
This matter needed to be handled carefully. Ailer felt that calling Blade would make it better, so he called Blade.
"You found a blood station? You haven't already made a move, have you?" Blade asked Ailer over the phone.
"No, but I got their bill and their delivery time," Ailer replied.
"You did very well." Blade slightly relaxed. When he first heard this news, he was worried that this young man would act too hastily and directly blow up the blood station.
Directly killing his way in was the most direct method, but for a Vampire hunter, it wasn't the method that maximized benefits.
After thinking for a second or two, Blade said to Ailer, "You keep an eye on that place first, don't move around. They won't make deliveries at night; Vampire lackeys will transport blood plasma for them during the day."
"Okay." Ailer hadn't planned to directly kill his way in anyway. He even printed out the bill while waiting for Blade.
Soon after, a ghost-like figure arrived beside Ailer. His gaze swept past his companion and directly towards the building not far away.
"What a disgusting smell," Blade said with slight annoyance.
"Here, take this." Ailer handed the printed bill to Blade and then said, "All the customer information for this blood station is on it. You figure out how to deal with it."
Blade took the bill Ailer provided. He examined it carefully and then said:
"This blood station doesn't supply many Vampires. I can kill them all today. Then you can come and destroy this blood station."
"No problem, I'm not in a hurry either," Ailer replied. "By the way, do you know what those fakes have attracted?"
"Half of New York's Vampires are looking for the real thing in your hand," Blade said. "Perhaps even an old ghost who has lived longer than America's founding will come looking."
"It seems they really need this thing," Ailer looked at Blade, the playfulness in his eyes unable to be hidden even by the fox mask. He pretended to be unaware and asked Blade:
"So, what secret is hidden in the Vampire Bible?"
"I've heard a rumor that the Vampire Bible hides the power to make them gods," a cold glint flashed behind Blade's sunglasses. "Judging by their recent activity, this rumor is true."
"Hmm, so it seems an old ghost wants to become a god, huh?" Ailer said teasingly.
Blade looked at this active-minded young man, then thought about those elite Vampires, and so he asked:
"I have something to ask you."
"Ask away."
"How good are you at fighting?" Blade said seriously.
"Why don't you try it yourself and find out?" Excitement appeared in Ailer's eyes.
Ailer had always been unsure about his physical fitness and fighting skills. He only knew that he could easily defeat all ordinary humans of the same weight class, but he didn't know how strong an opponent he could handle specifically.
But Ailer knew that there was an opportunity right now to test and even improve himself.
"Follow me." Blade curled his lip and then motioned for Ailer to follow. He decided to train this young man so that he wouldn't be killed by a Vampire.
........
At the same time, a middle-aged man dressed in a custom-made suit, with neatly combed silver hair and a noble, elegant demeanor, walked into Deacon Frost's building. He held a cane, which made a tapping sound as he walked.
"Hello, do you have an appointment?" Quinn stepped forward to stop the man. He recognized this as Gao Tiannu, one of the Elders of the Vampire Elder Council.
"I want to see Deacon." Gao Tiannu didn't even look directly at Quinn. His cane suddenly swung towards Quinn. "Dogs shouldn't block the way."
The cane made a 'whoosh' sound as it cut through the air. Although Gao Tiannu looked old, he was actually only a little over two hundred years old, which was in his prime.
The physique of pure-blood Vampires was stronger than that of half-breeds. Gao Tiannu's swing with the cane had at least four or five tons of force. If Quinn were hit, he would break at least several bones.
"It's better for old people not to conflict with young people." At this moment, a figure suddenly stood between Gao Tiannu and Quinn. He extended a steady and powerful hand, forcefully restraining Gao Tiannu's wrist.
The person who came was none other than Deacon Frost, known as the King of Half-breeds.