First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 58: A Vampire—A Rare and Fresh Commodity!

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Before they could make a move, Tang Bao turned and leaped straight into the sea.

In the shadows, he controlled his clay effigy, making it swim as far as possible.

Meanwhile, he himself was quietly messaging Lu Ding while inching away to escape.

Two white foreigners on the dock immediately jumped in after him.

On the shore, Jia Yuanfang’s expression darkened.

The vampire count’s visit wasn’t supposed to be this complicated.

But on the way here, this so-called "Count Federer" slaughtered everyone on the cruise ship.

It wasn’t even about needing blood—there wasn’t much of that to begin with.

He just wanted some entertainment to pass the time during the dull voyage.

To him, humans were worth even less than livestock.

Killing them was as trivial as swatting flies.

And now Jia Yuanfang had to clean up his mess.

This was not an easy fix.

First—she had to find someone who was actually capable of purging the resentful energy of hundreds of wrongful deaths.

These people had died at sea, and their ship had been headed toward home.

Before their deaths, every one of them had been thinking about returning—making their lingering resentment even more terrifying than that of an average ghost.

So they needed someone with real skill.

Second—the person performing the ritual had to be local, discreet, and professional enough to guarantee secrecy.

A single mistake, and the 749 Bureau would come sniffing out blood like sharks.

Someone skilled, trustworthy, nearby, and discreet—practically impossible to find.

But just then, their Zhenla associates recommended Wuzang Shengshe.

First, Wuzang Shengshe specialized in this kind of work and was conveniently located right in Bao Fan District.

Second, Tang Bao was sharp, and his professional ethics were regarded as the gold standard in the industry.

If he wasn’t trustworthy, he wouldn’t have built Wuzang Shengshe into what it was today.

Jia Yuanfang immediately thought of this young man she had met once before.

After doing a quick background check, she approved the choice on the spot.

It had to be him.

But none of them had accounted for one thing—

Tang Bao might have seemed like a man without a bottom line, but on an issue like this, even a second of hesitation would make him a beast.

Yes, he wasn’t exactly a "good person".

But this wasn’t about personal morals.

This was something no human could stomach.

Jia Yuanfang replayed Tang Bao’s parting words in her head, and a sharp pain shot through her trigeminal nerve.

Lu Ding…

The Corpse-Shattering Taishui.

What a pain in the ass.

Thankfully, most of the 749 Bureau’s free forces were deployed elsewhere.

As long as they cleaned this up properly and left no evidence, there shouldn’t be any issues.

But just to be safe, she turned to the vampire count and said, “Count Federer, please step away. We will handle this matter properly—rest assured, no pests will come to disturb your leisure.”

The vampire count gave a slight nod. “Ah… the mysterious lands of the East. I simply adore it here. Tonight, find me a few exquisite ladies—I wish to have a deep conversation about life with them.”

“As you command, my lord.”

Meanwhile—

At the Sichuan-style Old Hotpot restaurant.

Lu Ding and Yan Feifan were deep in battle—each had downed at least five bottles of beer, and the restaurant’s kitchen had been cleaned out.

They were one step away from gnawing on the last sack of potatoes stacked in the storage corner.

This was a small hotpot joint, and their usual stock of ingredients was always more than enough.

But this was way beyond the owner’s expectations.

Who the hell would’ve thought two guys could eat and drink like this?!

Both were Cultivators of Qi, and Lu Ding’s physical body was absurdly strong.

With great food in front of him, he ate like there was no tomorrow—there weren’t many places that could keep up with his appetite.

Ding-dong.

Lu Ding was about to pop a slice of lotus root into his mouth when his phone buzzed.

He picked it up and checked.

[Wuzang Shengshe, Tang Bao: Enforcer Lu, huge trouble! That b**** Jia Yuanfang and a vampire from abroad just massacred hundreds of civilians at Broken Bridge Pier! The entire cruise ship is drowning in resentful energy! Now they want to kill me to silence me! Get over here!!!]

Jia Yuanfang?

A vampire?

Massacred hundreds?!!

Lu Ding shot up from his seat.

Seeing his serious expression, Yan Feifan immediately put down his beer bottle. “Brother Lu, what’s wrong?”

“Someone’s double-crossing us—trying to pull a fast one.”

Lu Ding grabbed his coat and tossed his phone to Yan Feifan, who read the entire message.

“Jia Yuanfang? Isn’t that Cao Yuan’s mother—the one who came back from abroad with foreign investors? Said she was returning to Yunhai for business?”

Cao Yuan?

Hah…

Hah…

Hah…

You again.

You really must have a death wish.

First, Ye Feng was connected to you.

I let that slide when you kept your mouth shut and didn’t get involved.

Now, just as that’s over—

Your mother is pulling this shit.

What’s next? Your dad? Your grandpa? Your f***ing ancestors?!

And a vampire, no less—now that’s rare.

A fresh commodity.

Hard to come by.

Wonder what kind of reward I’ll get for killing one?

Lu Ding was already looking forward to it.

But his movements didn’t slow down—he spoke while slipping on his jacket:

“Feifan, call the connections department—get me everything they have on Jia Yuanfang and her foreign investors. I’m heading to Broken Bridge Pier first.”

He knew—by the time he got there, they’d probably be gone.

Tang Bao had blown his cover, so there was no way they’d stick around and wait for trouble.

But even so, he still had to go.

Because if Tang Bao had the guts to report this to him, then he was under his protection now.

Not even the King of Hell himself would take him away.

If Lu Ding failed to protect Tang Bao today, then next time, who would dare tip him off about anything?

Undercover work is all about trust—no one wants an unreliable superior.

“Got it, Brother Lu! I’m on it—I’ll go start the car!”

Yan Feifan rushed outside.

Drunk driving?

Who the hell had time to care about that right now?!

"Just drive over. Be careful on the way. I'll go ahead and wait for you there."

Driving would be too slow—by the time they got there, Tang Bao would probably already be dead.

Lu Ding stepped out of the hotpot restaurant and, without warning, just took off into the sky, flying straight ahead.

The old sanitation worker who had just come out early in the morning to sweep the streets froze on the spot, eyes wide in disbelief.

Was his time up?!

Was the sky falling?!

Meanwhile—

Tang Bao’s situation was dire.

Yes, he had used a fake body as a decoy, but the white foreigners weren’t idiots—they were just pale, not stupid.

After swimming around for a few laps, they quickly realized—the figure they had been chasing had suddenly dissolved into a pile of incense ash drifting with the waves.

They weren’t blind.

They had been played.

They immediately turned back to shore and started searching.

Tang Bao, trying not to draw attention from the vampire, hadn’t been moving at full speed.

The white foreigners weren’t slow to react either—within ten minutes, they had already picked up his trail.

A relentless chase ensued.

Until finally—

They cornered Tang Bao inside a public park.

"F***! Cunning Han bastard, keep running! Let’s see how far you go!"

One of the white foreigners rolled his neck, cracking it loudly.

"Now, be a good boy and come back with us to finish what you started at the pier. Then we’ll pretend none of this ever happened."

The resentful energy at the pier was still raging, and whether Tang Bao lived or not didn’t matter.

But he had to finish the job before he died.

That was Jia Yuanfang’s order.