Superman

Although he has certain objections to the outcome of the battle.

At the same time, there is a slight dissatisfaction with Luke's decision.

But in the end, Covinus chose to accept it wisely.

For the good, at least his bottom line has not been broken.

Marcus is still alive.

Even if the bat wings are torn off, the strength is greatly damaged and he falls back to the elder level.

At least his life was saved!

"So, it's important to have a dad who can be a backer."

Looking at Covinus who took Marcus away, Luke couldn't help but sigh.

Victor, who had no background, ended up being burned into coke with his hot sight.

"I thought Master you would get rid of Marcus."

Selena, who successfully got rid of the sun's curse, became accustomed to this originally unspeakable name.

"You have to save some face for others. Covinus has a good attitude. There is no need to be aggressive."

Luke shook his head.

Marcus is not threatening.

His purpose is only to help Serena up.

Then take the vampires of the Covinus family back to North America.

At that time, they will be thrown into big cities such as New York and Detroit.

Fight with the pure-blood descendants of Grand Duke Dracula, and the "Hagui tribe" who are rapidly expanding at the bottom.

This is tantamount to knocking a nail into the dark world so that SHIELD can intervene in the future.

The proposal of the Magic Congress is temporarily in an expected state of construction.

It will take a long time to be fully realized.

I don't know if Covinus found the Magic Congress he was looking forward to.

In fact, it's just a big pie drawn by Superman, how do you feel inside.

"Go receive your tribe, your power. Take them all to the North American continent and open up new territories!"

Luke ordered.

"Get rid of the curse of the sun, this should be an irresistible exchange for you."

Serena nodded and agreed.

She couldn't wait to welcome the dawn and witness the rising of the sun.

This female vampire warrior is about to forget what it feels like to be warm.

"Also, ask the hotel manager to change me a glass."

Luke ordered.

He doesn't like rooms with air leaks on all sides.

"It might be a little troublesome, it's getting late, and it's tomorrow's thing to change it well."

Lucian interjected.

He had recovered his human form long ago, and his pierced shoulder was healed well.

"It's better to ask the hotel to change to a suite, or you can sleep in the next room for a short rest."

The wolf clan leader made a serious suggestion.

However, the meaning is not so serious.

Because, next door is the room where Serena lives.

"It's a routine to please the boss in the world?"

Luke was taken aback for a moment, and spit out silently.

No way, Lucian's operation is a bit too familiar.

The same was true for Alessandro, who was the leader of the Mafia.

"Oh, how could Superman be seduced by beauty."

Like the American team possessing his body, Luke looked upright and awe-inspiring.

"Don't be so troublesome, I'll go to the second bedroom."

He likes to walk the heart, does not like to walk the kidney.

After all, the former can unlock more poses.

The same game, always discovering different ways of playing, can keep the freshness.

Serena, who was cold and silent, heard the answer.

His complexion was slightly relieved, but his eyes were slightly lost.

Women are such complex creatures. They hate that men are too interested in themselves, but they hate that men are not interested in themselves at all.

Serena glared at Lucian, who had bad intentions, and immediately had the illusion that Lieutenant Cavill was a decent person.

The last one thought so and rolled the sheets together within a few days.

"It's late at night, let's rest."

Luke waved his hand.

He never saves fatigue and stress until the next day.

So, sleep for four to five minutes every day—for Superman, that's enough sleep time.

...

...

A few days later, Luke set foot on the land of New York.

He was followed by Howard, who looked tired, with two thick dark circles under his eyes.

Speaking forcelessly, as if his body was hollowed out.

In fact, it is true.

After seeing vampires and werewolves, Howard seemed to have found a new interest.

Especially after Luke gathered the Covinus family, in order to get rid of the psychological shadow, he used the name of Superman to communicate with those adult female vampires in depth.

This is nothing at all, most vampire families have a very corrupt life style.

Multiplayer sports and licentious parties are commonplace.

That is to say, an alien like Serena will keep her clean.

Howard speaks humorously and looks good. It is not a problem to pick up a few vampires.

It's just that this guy has a unique vision and hit the elder Amelia whose bat wings were ripped off by Luke.

He is a vampire who has lived for hundreds of years. He has rich experience in fighting, has studied various postures, and has all kinds of tricks at his fingertips.

In just a few days, Howard's body weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if being squeezed dry.

"Although the price was heavy, when I left Paris, Amelia still reluctantly tried to stay, saying that I was the best man she had ever met!"

Howard chuckled.

The complacency is undoubtedly revealed.

"Tell you a cruel truth."

Luke, who walked off the plane, raised his mouth slightly, and whispered softly: "Female vampires reach the peak of a certain kind of pleasure, and they can't help but have bloodthirsty desires, and treat their mating objects as'food'. This is a common thing."

"The more exciting, the happier, the stronger this feeling will be."

"Low-level vampires can be controlled, and high-level vampires are more affected."

"Do you have Amelia's bite marks on your body? Or, has she ever had the urge to eat you?"

Luke's words were more heart-wrenching, and tons of crit damage poured his mind on Howard's fragile heart.

His original smile instantly solidified.

No man wants to know that he is not satisfying his partner.

This is about personal dignity and ability.

"If none of the above actions happen, then the'best man' is probably just a simple compliment, don't take it too seriously."

Seeing Howard's face change quickly, Luke's goal was achieved, and he said without sincerity: "Don't be too sad, your race is different, your... strengths become shortcomings, this is normal."

"You make me want to strangle you!"

Howard's happy mood turned into a depressed heart.

Thinking of Amelia's praises and surprises, it's all acting.

He couldn't help but feel sad and began to doubt himself.

Could it be that the women who have had romantic encounters and beautiful affair with myself before, they are all...

Once the thoughts diverge, they can't stop.

Howard got into the butler’s car with a complicated mood. He was silent for a moment and asked: "Jarvis, do you think I am like the kind of rookie who can’t satisfy others? I mean, is it possible that women will Because you are rich, deliberately welcome you, praise you..."

"Sir, I can't judge your...length and endurance, let alone comment on your life in bed."

Jarvis, who was sitting in front of the car, replied stubbornly: "Although I am British, I don't know enough about men."

"It's just that, judging from your physical condition, I think you need to rest for a while. Appropriate abstinence can help restore energy."

Hearing the butler's euphemistic reminder, Howard slumped in the back seat as if he had received the answer, his eyes losing luster.

"I'm fed up with the rainy weather in Paris, and New York at least has sunny days."

After Luke hit Howard into doubt about his life, he also got in the car that came to meet him.

"You are two days behind the scheduled return date."

The driver of the car is Carter. She is wearing a white blouse with a bright red skirt today, which is quite eye-catching.

"Some other issues were dealt with, which wasted time."

Luke smiled slightly.

"Fortunately, the ending was very successful. I got on the line with Alexander Covinus, packed European vampires and werewolves and put them in North America, and let them consume with Dracula's pure blood descendants, so as not to make New York a miasma. "

"Atlantis' trade channels have also been finalized, and the establishment of the World Security Council has begun to be on the agenda."

"The most unexpected harvest is the Magic Spear Game."

"Providing the whereabouts of Shouhehui, Zheng Xian owes me a favor."

"When S.H.I.E.L.D. is officially on the world stage and handles international relations, the help of S.H.I.E.L.D. will be very useful."

Luke closed his eyes and counted the fruitful fruits harvested during the peace summit.

"I heard that you were in Paris and met a new woman. Are you still a vampire?"

Carter, holding the steering wheel, seemed to say casually.

"That's all rumors. When it comes to this, I blame Howard, he has to go to the Moulin Rouge..."

Luke's face remained unchanged, and he sold the brother Howard with his backhand.

Anyway, the other party's reputation has always been terrible, and it doesn't matter how much black history is.

"It fits his style very well."

After listening to Howard's misfortune in Paris, Carter's mouth was filled with a smile.

"By the way, a sanctuary mage dressed as a monk found S.H.I.E.L.D. a few days ago and said that when you come back, you must go to the Sanctuary in New York."

"Kama Taj... there seems to be something wrong."