"What?!"
The Iron-faced Man instinctively glanced down, shock filling his eyes.
At that moment, he finally became aware of the agonizing pain from being bisected at the waist.
"Blood Magic: Blood Net!"
As expected of the head of the crew, after the initial shock, the Iron-faced Man immediately launched a desperate counterattack.
The blood flowing from his upper and lower body was completely activated by the magic power, transforming into a dense blood net that covered Liu Zheng.
The threads of blood woven into the net, with the support of magic power, were harder than steel wires and possessed an extremely strong corrosive effect on flesh and blood.
If shrouded, even an elephant would instantly turn into a pile of bloody flesh.
Liu Zheng's response was simple; he directly swung the Slaughter Knife horizontally, turning it into a windmill.
The blood threads, harder than steel wires, were shattered easily with real damage, turned into blood droplets falling down.
Even if a few stray threads splashed onto Liu Zheng, they only corroded the surface of his skin into various pits.
For others, this might count as minor injuries, but for him, it was less than a spa treatment, merely skin care.
"You're quite tough, almost catching up to me."
Liu Zheng remarked as he looked at the Iron-faced Man's scabbed wound.
The scabbing of the upper body was one thing, but even the severed lower body had scabbed, likely capable of being reattached.
"You can't kill me, if you do, you'll be making an enemy of the entire Nosferatu Clan."
Feeling the approach of death, the Iron-faced Man shouted in panic.
To prove his words, he removed the iron mask from his face.
Underneath the mask was an extremely ugly face, featuring characteristics of several reptiles squeezed onto this face, an effect even AI can't replicate.
And his protruding lips with fangs revealed his identity: a Vampire.
The Nosferatu Clan is one of the thirteen clans of the Blood Clan. A terrifying curse runs in their bloodline, making new members increasingly ugly after being embraced.
Moreover, they lose interest in high-quality normal blood like Elf Blood, Virgin Blood, Angel Blood, and instead prefer to feed on blood from animals like rats, crocodiles, and lizards, becoming more like these animals in appearance.
In the Metropolis, besides the areas outside the city, these animals mainly dwell in the sewers.
Hence, the Nosferatu Clan is the race that loves the sewers the most, outside of the Fly-men.
Due to the Nosferatu Clan's formidable strength, their survival rate from the sewers is far higher than the Fly-men's, absorbing the sewer's stench.
This makes the Nosferatu Clan more despised than in their homeland, requiring masks and odor-eliminating items, or risk collective hostility.
Similarly, they are more united than in their homeland; killing one and drawing out a whole nest is normal for the Nosferatu Clan.
"Oh."
Liu Zheng chopped off his head and then kicked it away, embedding right next to a werewolf's head.
"Amazing, masterful kick."
A masterful kick refers to scoring a surprising and brilliant goal through challenging shot techniques in football.
Liu Zheng didn't expect such an effect from his kick; only high attributes allow such freedom.
"City Hall business, drop your weapons and surrender, or face execution for resisting arrest."
He shouted loudly.
The two crew members were ready to fight desperately but exchanged glances, uncertain what to do upon hearing this.
"The money belongs to the boss, but your lives are yours. Are you going to oppose City Hall for someone else's business?"
Seeing this, Liu Zheng shouted again.
"Aren't you wearing Bloody Restaurant's uniform? How come you're with City Hall?"
One of the half-beastman crew questioned.
"See this?"
He pointed to the family badge on his chest.
"Helping family with some tasks, reasonable, right?"
"We're also an enterprise under City Hall."
The half-beastman believed half, quickly said.
"I know, but what does an enterprise under the Security Department have to do with us in the City Supervision Department?"
Liu Zheng replied bluntly.
"I advise you to cooperate obediently. Considering you're somewhat one of us, it could spare you some hardship. After the City Supervision Department and the Security Department talk it over, they might let you guys out."
He spoke as if considering their situation.
"Let me call the higher-ups to verify."
The half-beastman rolled his eyes, saying as he reached into his pocket.
"Buzz!"
The Slaughter Knife spun over, severing his hand cleanly at the wrist, with blood spraying like a tap.
Clearly, this half-beastman had high blood pressure.
"Ah!"
The half-beastman cried miserably, clutching his severed hand.
"I told you to cooperate, you just wouldn't listen. I'm going to punish you, I'll take you to the sewer and torture you with all I've learned for three days and nights."
Liu Zheng spoke in a gentle tone.
"You."
He raised a tentacle pointing at the remaining human crew.
"I surrender, I surrender."
The human crew, terrified, quickly dropped his machete, even proactively crouched down with his hands on his head.
"Quite proficient, arrested before?"
Liu Zheng stated unexpectedly.
"Just got out for half a year."
The human crew said sheepishly.
"No wonder you're so sensible. Where are the others from the store?"
"Well..."
The human crew hesitated, not daring to speak.
"Seems you're still uncooperative."