"Attacking me when I wasn't looking? Kids these days have no sense of honor!"
That was the last thought that crossed the guard's mind, tinged with resentment, before he collapsed.
Fang Cheng casually searched him and took his gun. These guards were men Morishita Kengo trusted deeply, thugs with underworld ties brought in from a notorious construction company. It was obvious what kind of people they were, so Fang Cheng had no qualms about taking them on.
The commotion had already drawn the attention of other nearby guards. Fang Cheng picked up the body and tossed it over the wall, then used Short-Range Dash to slip into the villa's courtyard.
He shot out every camera along the way with steel pellets. That would surely put the people inside on alert, but it didn't matter anymore.
He avoided the guards hurrying over to investigate and crept up beside the villa. After a short running start, he leaped to the second floor, grabbed the windowsill, and climbed inside.
Once inside the villa, Fang Cheng didn't rush into action. Instead, he pulled a large bottle of garlic juice from his backpack, took off his clothes, and poured it over himself.
It was a folk remedy he'd heard about from Takeda Masumi. It could effectively mask one's scent from vampires, though whether it worked on other vampires was another matter.
Fang Cheng coated his whole body with garlic juice, leaving out the sensitive areas, of course. He'd once accidentally gotten medicated oil on his buddy down there. Anyone who'd tried it knew how excruciating that could be.
After putting his clothes back on, Fang Cheng found that his nose was filled with the smell of garlic. Advanced Olfaction had indeed been affected a little.
He took out his pistol, checked the bullets, flicked off