People in Marvel: Alliance Card Draw Master

Chapter 37 037: The Gap Between S.H.I.E.L.D.

Looking at the crowd fleeing in all directions, Galen was very puzzled. In his incomplete memory, there was a part of memory about vampires.

"Interesting, I think these are the extraordinary races hidden in this world."

On the other side, Kechara hurriedly fled the ballroom with his companions. He never expected that it was just an ordinary dinner dance, and he would meet the Daywalker.

Thinking of what happened in the underground dance hall earlier, his feet couldn't help but soften, and he almost fell to the ground with a dog chewing on the mud.

But even so, he staggered and threw himself at someone's feet. Seeing this, the fear in his heart suddenly rose, as if the prospect was backtracking.

Trembling and raising his head, Kechara was praying frantically in his heart that the person in front of him was not that devil.

Yes, in the eyes of vampires, the existence of Day Walker is like a devil.

However, when he looked up, he found that the tall figure in front of him was just an ordinary human being.

In response, Kechara immediately got up and opened his sharp canine teeth.

For vampires, human beings are food, and without the blessing of other weapons, the physical strength of vampires can easily abuse ordinary people.

Even the difference in size was useless, so when Kecha saw the person coming, he immediately stood up.

"Go away, you scum."

"Oh, it's true, a vampire."

Before he could finish saying "it", Galen grabbed his neck and made him speechless.

At this time, no matter how Kechara struggled, the big hands that clamped his neck did not mean to loosen at all.

"Ahem, cough, you... who are you, the companion of the daywalker?"

"Sunwalker?"

Hearing the name uttered by the vampire in his hand, Galen was a little puzzled, but after glancing at other figures running around covered in blood from the corner of his eye, he curled his lips.

"Tell me everything you know, and besides, this pork factory is your base camp? What is a Sunwalker, who is your superior junior supporter, and how many clansmen do you have?"

"I...I don't know, I'm just a little guy. As for the factory, this is Frost's dance hall, and we are Quinn's subordinates. Sir... please let me go.

I have never sucked human blood, all I have is pig blood, yes, it is pig blood! "

Kechara struggled, but Galen's big hand tightly grabbed his neck, showing no intention of letting go.

And Galen frowned when he heard the vampire's response in front of him. Of course he could tell the difference between human blood and pig blood, but he didn't believe it if he had never drunk human blood.

"Where is your base camp? Does the country know of your existence?"

"My lord, we have an agreement with the government. As for the base camp, I don't know, I really don't know."

Looking at the little boy who was about to cry, Galen shook his head slightly, then took out his mobile phone with one hand and made a call.

On the other end of the phone, Natasha's lazy voice sounded instantly.

"Galen, you are really boring. Although Phil arranged for you to me, it's... tell me, what's the matter?"

Listening to the helpless voice coming from the phone, Galen told the other party about the blood race's discovery.

But then from Natasha's tone and voice, Galen learned that SHIELD obviously knew about the existence of vampires.

In the ensuing call, Galen also asked about Sunwalker, and was surprised to learn that he was actually a "vampire hunter".

"I will send you the information about the vampire family later, but I still suggest you not to provoke them for a while."

Hearing Natasha's instructions on the phone, Galen frowned and didn't ask why. After hanging up the phone, Galen's face was a little gloomy.

He never expected that the national power would show a laissez-faire attitude when facing this kind of species that preyed on humans.

But at this time, Galen didn't know that the blood race is not just monsters that suck human blood, they also have wisdom, and they have their eyeliner all over the world.

They even exist among national politicians. It is true that it is easy to deal with blood races, but their counterattack before death is enough to cause turmoil in the whole world.

Looking at the phone in his hand, Galen was silent for a long time, then sighed.

puff!
"Uh ah ah~"

With the squeeze of his big hand, the next moment Kechara's body spontaneously ignited. This kind of spontaneous combustion is not the kind of flame burning, but like self-annihilation.

Soon, in just a few seconds, Kechara's body completely disappeared, and even his clothes disappeared, leaving only some black embers.

Looking at this scene, Galen couldn't help feeling strange. He didn't remember what would happen to a vampire after death. Originally, he thought that a vampire would leave a corpse after death.

"Oh, since there will be no corpses left, who will know who did it after they die."

Yes, Galen didn't intend to follow Natasha's suggestion. As a righteous man who hated evil like a vengeful man, the existence of blood race had already touched his bottom line.

And just when Galen came back to his senses and planned to enter the pork factory to have a look, sirens sounded from far to near outside the street not far away.

In this regard, Galen had no choice but to stop. After learning that the country actually had deals with evil races such as vampires, Galen felt a gap in his heart.

Finding a dark corner, Galen watched several fire engines and ambulances approaching.

As they entered the factory, several bloody ordinary people were rescued soon after, followed by a charred corpse.

Although Galen didn't go in to check, his astonishing sense of smell made him realize that the charred corpse was unusual.

"A vampire, it seems to be stronger than those I encountered before."

Looking at the scorched corpse being sent to the ambulance, Galen frowned, watched them drive away, and muttered in his mouth.

After returning to the place where he parked his motorcycle, Galen planned to go back first, and the matter of the vampire had to be considered in the long run.

Thinking about it, Galen started the motorcycle, but the next moment he suddenly remembered something.

"No, shouldn't the vampire be annihilated after death? Why... no, that charred corpse is not dead yet!"

While speaking, Galen also felt a little remorseful, blaming himself for being influenced by complicated thoughts earlier, but it was too late to say anything now.

The ambulance had already left, and Galen was unfamiliar with the place where he lived, so he didn't know which hospital the charred corpse would be sent to.

He took out his mobile phone and planned to call Natasha, but then, Galen sighed.

From the previous conversation, Galen knew that SHIELD might not be as jealous as he thought.

Thinking about it, Galen put away the phone, recalled the contact with S.H.I.E.L.D. these days, and after thinking for a while, he figured it out.

Compared with itself, S.H.I.E.L.D. seems to have only two ways of dealing with crimes, suppression by force and restraint by peace.

(End of this chapter)