Wen Wen slowly walked to a table by the window while the two parties outside were confronting each other. A blonde lady with heavy eyeshadow was sitting there, watching the confrontation with great interest.
Her skin had a faint bluish tint, and her golden hair was also fake. She seemed to be a monster related to snakes, sharing a common origin with San Zai'er.
"I am very grateful for Mr. Tings stepping forward, but we have no connection with him. Why is he willing to step forward for us?"
The snake woman raised an eyebrow slightly, then turned away, not intending to answer Wen Wen's question. In her opinion, Wen Wen was just an ordinary person.
Wen Wen chuckled and said, "I am a rather suspicious person. If I don't understand things clearly, I might do something irrational. So, you'd better answer my question. It's better for everyone this way."
The snake woman flicked her hair and shook her head at Wen Wen, "I am just an ordinary diner, and I only come here to eat occasionally. I don't know Mr. Tings..."
"Mr. Tings' home is upstairs from the restaurant, right? I found a dressing table there, with a photo of you and him on it. There are also traces of your 'battles' in the bedroom, quite fresh."
"Furthermore, my pet tells me that this place smells of other snakes. Finally, Mr. Tings has a hidden hickey on his neck, which I assume you left. From this, I can deduce that even if you are not the proprietress of this establishment, you have a deep connection with Mr. Tings."
The snake woman's eyes widened, and her expression changed drastically. The pressure of a disaster-level monster bore down on Wen Wen, "How did you know about the situation in the bedroom upstairs?"
Wen Wen pointed to his eyes, which were emitting a silver glow, "Hey, don't be nervous. My eyes are more or less different from others. I can also see the ID you have in your bag. Your name is Jenny, right?"
As long as something was within Wen Wen's range of perception, he could observe it through any mirror without attracting attention. Both the upstairs and Jenny's bag were seen through his mirror eyes.
The snake woman's first reaction was to cover her chest. She suspected Wen Wen had X-ray vision, then swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, preparing to spit it at Wen Wen. As a disaster-level creature, her venom was much more potent than San Zai'er's.
"I advise you to calm down. I only want to ask a few questions. If you insist on ruining this friendly atmosphere... the moment you spit out that saliva, you will die."
Under Wen Wen's instigation, the special power of the Blood River Sword was released. A hallucination instantly appeared in Jenny's mind. She spat saliva at Wen Wen, but in the next moment, a black and red long sword pierced her head!
As the hallucination faded, she looked at Wen Wen in terror. This guy's strength was probably comparable to the strongest monsters in Nim City. He didn't need Old Tings' protection at all.
Jenny swallowed her saliva and then said to Wen Wen, "Twenty-three blocks around the Dark Kitchen are Old Tings' sphere of influence. He doesn't participate in the disputes of other forces in Nim City, but within his territory, his rules must be obeyed."
"These blood族 openly coming to the Dark Kitchen to capture people is a violation of Old Tings' rules, which is why he went out to confront the blood族, and not just for you."
Wen Wen became curious. He had rarely seen such territorial forces in the Huafu District. Those who dared to challenge the Hunter Association were usually wiped out the next day. "I see... then what are the rules in his territory?"
"Monsters are not allowed to harass humans, nor are hunters allowed to arrest monsters without reason. Monsters with special dietary preferences can dine here..."
"So many prohibitions... Is this Old Tings very strong?"
The snake woman Jenny shook her head, "I'm not sure about his strength, but the vast majority of monsters in the surrounding twenty-three blocks are willing to stand with him when trouble arises. And he also has an army of breadmen."
Wen Wen sneered, "In other words, this is entirely Old Tings' personal kingdom. The hunters in Nim City are truly useless. However, after these two days, the city's situation will be completely rewritten."
Although contemptuous, Wen Wen understood the formation of such a structure in Nim City. Given the environment of Nim City, the Hunter Association wouldn't ignore more dire places to deal with the Dark Kitchen, which had the best public order.
Moreover, putting aside Wen Wen's identity as a demon hunter, Old Tings was almost a perfect candidate for a containment specialist. He had sufficient influence in Nim City and appeared to treat humans well.
After this matter passed, he could try to communicate with him.
While Wen Wen and Jenny were talking, several vans drove up to the block, surrounding it so outsiders couldn't see inside. Then, from the vans, came out dozens of toasted brown, basketball-sized dough balls.
These dough balls slowly expanded into bread slices, nearly a person tall, holding weapons. These were the breadmen summoned by Old Tings. From a distance, they looked like humans wearing bread costumes, but Wen Wen knew they were genuinely bread.
Hundreds of breadmen came out of the vans, but compared to the motorcycles in the Yinguang District, they were still significantly lacking.
These breadmen were not very strong, perhaps between disaster-level and calamity-level, but they excelled in numbers. If a real fight broke out, those blood族 might not fare well. Furthermore, the monsters in Nim City all knew that Old Tings had more than just these vans. Sudan Novel Network.
Seeing that the battle was imminent, Wen Wen stood up, beckoned Tao Qingqing and San Zai'er to come out, patted Old Tings on the shoulder, and said, "We have finished our meal and will no longer trouble you. I believe we will meet again."
After saying that, Wen Wen headed towards a nearby empty football field. The blood族 breathed a sigh of relief and followed behind Wen Wen and the others, preparing to attack once they were in a less crowded area.
Jenny walked weakly to Old Tings' side, leaning on him to barely stand, "Those two don't need your protection at all. They're monsters!"
Old Tings stroked his beard and said, "I knew they were not simple the moment they entered. But the rules of the Dark Kitchen are the rules. Without these rules, the Dark Kitchen would have been gone long ago."
Jenny gently patted his back, looking at Old Tings with a touch of adoration. This was precisely why she liked this old man.
After Old Tings returned to the kitchen, his heroic demeanor vanished, replaced by a face full of worry, "I hope this gesture of goodwill can preserve the Dark Kitchen. Those vampires probably don't know that disaster has already befallen them."
He didn't know the saying "having more friends in the Huafu District opens more doors," but he had always acted accordingly. Many strong individuals in Nim City and even the Golden Eagle District were his friends.
Therefore, long before Wen Wen and the others arrived, he had learned through other channels that over a hundred high-ordered demon hunters and at least ten true-ordered demon hunters would arrive in Nim City in the coming days. This would deal a devastating blow to the monster ecosystem of Nim City.
Under normal circumstances, although he wouldn't stand idly by, he would never risk a full-blown war with the blood族 for a stranger.
After all, among the various forces in Nim City, the Dark Kitchen was considered weak, while the blood族 ranked among the top three in influence here!