Superman

Miss?

Where is the lady?

Howard looked dumbfounded.

He stood up and looked out the window with a probe, but found nothing unusual.

"This is the 22nd floor."

Howard gave a dry laugh, wondering if Luke had heard it wrong.

There is nothing to rely on outside, and one who can climb up with bare hands is afraid it is not a humanoid spider.

"So, you still haven't gotten rid of your fixed cognition."

Luke shook his head helplessly, determined to completely break Howard's rigid thinking.

His eyes condensed slightly, and high-temperature rays shot out.

He has strong control, without breaking the glass, making amazing movements.

Rather, it cuts the passage through the French windows just like laser cutting.

"The hotel manager shouldn't ask us for compensation, right?"

Howard had nothing to say, he was a little nervous now, for fear of a vampire jumping out of the window.

The heavy shadow left in my heart is not removed so quickly.

"It's so cold outside, it looks like it's going to rain, vampire... Miss, are you sure you don't come in to avoid the rain? My room is quite big."

Although the heartbeat of the vampire hiding outside was extremely slow, Luke still noticed it.

Through the structure of the brick wall, Super Vision scanned a slim figure like a gecko, firmly stepping on the smooth window surface.

The sound of breathing that was almost still fell on his ears, extremely clear.

"As expected of Superman."

A few seconds later, a slightly cold voice came.

A tall woman with a long black windbreaker wrapped in a tight-fitting leather jacket, hung upside down above the French windows.

Just a jump, he came in from the hole cut by the hot sight.

Flexible movements and agile skills, completely beyond the scope of ordinary people.

"Vampires all look... pretty good."

Howard stepped back and stood behind Luke and commented.

The tall woman who appeared in the room had black short shoulder-length hair, and her delicate face was cold.

The snow-white skin reflected a white porcelain light.

Especially those eyes flashed with a firm look.

Another iceberg queen!

Howard glanced around and blamed the other party on the type of the White Queen.

It is a beautiful creature that makes male creatures have a desire to conquer and a sense of satisfaction.

It feels very appetizing for Luke, he has always liked this.

Howard cast a silent look and thought silently.

"What? The vampires nowadays treat the commandments of the three great temples as empty words?"

Luke ignored Howard, whose old habits were hard to change. He was very polite and reached out to invite the vampire lady who visited late at night to take a seat.

Now the European continent is the base camp of dark creatures.

This pattern will not change until after the Cold War.

At that time, vampires and werewolves gradually moved to North America.

"Mr. Lieutenant General joked. Whoever dares to ignore the orders of the Supreme Master, wouldn't that mean he is seeking his own death."

The tall woman was expressionless and sat on a separate sofa, keeping her distance from Luke and Howard.

"It's just that there was an explosion near the Moulin Rouge tonight. I am a'death walker' in the family. I have the responsibility to investigate the reason behind it and see if the werewolves are secretly planning some conspiracy."

"I followed you... the residual smell of that friend, chasing all the way to the hotel, and this was the misunderstanding."

Compared to Rania who lost her mind when smelling blood, this vampire lady's attitude was much more polite, so Luke omitted the part of doing it herself.

Every time he encounters a guy who can't communicate, he can only have friendly communication on the physical level.

To be honest, this is a bit tiring.

"What a coincidence, this lady—what's the name?"

Luke asked.

"Selena."

The answer was concise and concise.

"Well, Miss Serena, the question you just mentioned is exactly what I want to say."

Luke narrowed the smile on his face, and his voice became less gentle.

"Since the three temples issued the precepts and signed contracts with the leaders of the dark world such as vampires and werewolves, there have been very few vicious incidents of privately foraging and hunting human beings-relatively speaking."

"I have read the records of the New York Temple. For at least 30 years, no vampire family has committed such a crime."

"The last time it was traced back to the Austro-Hungarian Empire, a certain nobleman couldn't bear his bloodthirsty desire and hurt an innocent girl. Later, he was dragged into the sun by the temple mage and tortured by exposure."

Luke paused and looked at Serena's face.

The other party didn't feel irritated, and seemed to have no deep feelings for the same race.

"But not long ago, my friend Howard Stark was attacked by a female vampire, and that person was Rania."

Luke pointed to Howard, who was acting as an outsider, who was very cooperative and nodded vigorously.

"Since you are the'death walker' of the family, you should know the consequences of violating the precepts of the temple. I hope-right, which family are you?"

"We are led by Victor and Marcus."

Serena replied.

"Currently the three elders and Marcus preside over the family affairs, Victor is still sleeping."

Luke raised his eyebrows, looked a little aggressive, and continued: "Then you have to give me and my friend an explanation."

"Mr. Lieutenant General, there is no woman named Rania in our family."

Serena frowned and explained: "I checked the scene, even though she... is a little non-human, from the memory of the blood remaining, we can know that she does not belong to our family."

"It's not convincing."

Luke shook his head, not backing down.

"Paris is the home of vampires, and the Moulin Rouge is the living quarters of your family. Then my friend is attacked. No matter where Rania comes from, you must give a satisfactory account."

Serena frowned more tightly, her eyes turned cold, and her right hand leaned under the windbreaker.

"You are a little unreasonable, Mr. Lieutenant General."

She said angrily.

"Don't make any small movements, Miss Serena, this will make you lose your only part of decentness."

Luke didn't care about the tension of the sword. He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank the last sip of whiskey.

"Anyone should cherish the opportunity that others are willing to sit at the table and communicate with you."

"Because, turning it off is equivalent to announcing the rules of the game."

"At that time, you and your family will only end up worse."

Luke lowered his head to play with the wine glass, and said with a chuckle: "Miss Serena, you think I am unreasonable, it is because you have never seen what it is called-truly barbaric."

"Is this a threat?"

Serena took a deep breath, and the beautiful curve wrapped in the leather jacket was another obvious wave.

"No, this is a reminder."

Luke put down the cup and said seriously: "The reason why I kept my patience did not send an army to your family, blasted open your house with artillery shells, dragged all the drunken vampires under the sun and dried them into a pile of ashes. "

"It's not that you are so beautiful that makes me feel unbearable, nor is it that vampires are terrible and make me jealous."

"My ancestors and I have a colleague relationship. Lieutenant General Covinus, I have to give him some face."

Serena, with an upright character, originally wanted to draw a gun and punch the young lieutenant in front of her with a dozen holes.

When she heard the last sentence, she was silly.

"what did you say?"