I, the crooked way in the American manga

Chapter 21 The Rise of Aliens
After the old fritters finished their investigation, they quickly scattered and left. They passed the rest of the work to their colleagues, and sent a letter to Stark Industries, informing them that someone was smuggling their weapons on the dock.

The next step is to see the performance of Stark Industries.

For so many years, Stark Industries has done eight hundred if not one thousand troublesome things.

However, those law enforcement officers have never seen the helm of Stark Industries, Tony Stark, what they saw was a team of lawyers armed to the teeth.

Stark Industries has one of the best legal teams in the United States, and they are the opponents of the agents every time they are approached.

On some professional legal issues, front-line agents are not as proficient as those professional lawyers, and they are often left speechless when asked!

They are often incompetent and furious when they are angry!
The FBI has also dealt with Stark Industries a lot, and they have never seen the upper echelon of Stark Industries, sometimes even the project manager, let alone Tony Stark.

That being the case, why bother to humiliate ourselves.

It's gone, it's all gone.

But speaking of it, regarding Stark's whereabouts, sometimes even Tony's old friend, Obadiah, doesn't know where he is.

Playing happily, Tony Stark doesn't even answer the phone, and it is common for Wanyi to disappear.

Therefore, all affairs in the company are handled by Obadiah.

It is the same with this matter.

The internal efficiency of Stark Industries is quite high.

After Obadiah heard the news, his eyes flashed.

He suppressed the news.

He knew what Tony Stark was like.

He watched Tony grow up.

Because of this, he couldn't let Tony Stark know that he had done these businesses behind his back. If Tony knew what he did, I'm afraid his position as executive director would be unstable.

The right is charming.

Obadiah couldn't bear the position under his ass anymore.

To this end, he made up his mind.

"Tony, Tony, Tony, don't blame me, Tony."

Obadiah stood up and looked into the distance with his hands behind his back.

His office in the Stark Industries Building is in a good location, from which he can see half of New York.

He turned off all the lights in the office, shrouded in darkness, lit a cigar, and talked to himself.

"Tony, I don't want this either, Howard, old man, you'll forgive me, won't you.

Leave our hard work to this boy Tony, he will definitely ruin our initial family business, do you have the heart to watch Stark Industries fail?

You can't bear it, I know it, and I can't bear it either, so I'm going to start some actions. "

Obadiah let out a long breath, as if he had made up his mind.

He is about to start a long-lost plan.

……

Manhattan, New York.

Grand Duke Dracula walked out from the meeting place of the Council of Elders. He gracefully wiped the blood from his mouth with a handkerchief and burned the handkerchief.

Behind him was a heavily armed team.

These people are the backbone of vampires. No matter how much they hated Dracula in the past, they are now loyal fans of Grand Duke Dracula.

In one day, Grand Duke Dracula mastered the power of vampires in New York.

More importantly, Grand Duke Dracula, who had absorbed enough blood, also recovered a few percent of his strength.

He now finally has the power to protect himself.

"My master, Earl Taylor, was killed. Judging from the traces left at the scene, it was the Blade Warrior who did it."

Just when Grand Duke Dracula was full of ambition, someone brought a bad news.

"Blade Warrior."

Count Dracula's pinprick eyes moved slightly.

Of course he knew the little guy.

When he just woke up, he was corroded and hurt by the holy relics of the Holy See for hundreds of years, and starved in the coffin for hundreds of years.

The Blade Warrior appeared and wanted to seal him again. He escaped from the castle in embarrassment, and was chased by the Blade Warrior to New York.

But Dracula really has no ill feeling towards Blade Warrior.

Not only did he know Blade, he admired him.

He feels that Blade represents the path of future vampire evolution.

It has infinite strength and can walk in the sun. It has certain resistance to ultraviolet rays and holy salt and holy water.

What's important is that the blade warrior's thirst for blood has also been suppressed to a very low level.

It's a perfect object of study.

He has few weaknesses.

"Science is to find out why the blade warrior is so strong, and then analyze it and copy it."

The word popped up in Grand Duke Dracula's mind.

He tapped his temple with his long-nailed fingers.

This is not his idea, it is a short-term sequelae after the fusion of other people's memories.

After absorbing so much blood, a lot of information appeared in his mind. A day ago, he might have been an old antique who had just crawled out of the coffin.

But one day later, he was completely an old vampire bat with the same thinking as modern people.

In the future, he only needs the blood of some elites to obtain the experiences and memories of those people.

The longer Grand Duke Dracula lives, the greater the threat to the world.

So the Holy See sealed him back then.

The problem is, now that the Holy See is in decline, even the number of exorcists is in jeopardy.

No one can dispose of such a large bat that cannot die.

Dracula knows that his time has come!

Closing his eyes and thinking about the countermeasures for a while, Grand Duke Dracula stretched out his hand and said, "Bring back the Blade Warrior, I want to see him alive, and besides, set up a laboratory for me, and find scientific researchers for me." .

I want to study carefully, what is the difference between Blade Warrior and you. "

"Yes, Grand Duke!"

The team of vampires behind him gladly took command.

It's dawn in two hours.

There is not enough time now.

They do the trimming and make plans!

Tonight is their hunting time!

……

At the same time, Hell's Kitchen.

Hell's Kitchen at four or five in the morning is definitely not a good place.

If Hell's Kitchen during the day is mild, warm, and looks like a prosperous neighborhood.

Hell's Kitchen at night is really a slaughterhouse where hell demons come out to look for food.

Hell's Kitchen is a block.

It's in a great location.

Hell's Kitchen is located in Manhattan's Midwest, south to 34th Street, north to 59th Street, east to 8th Avenue, and west to the Hudson River.

To the north of it is Central Park and the Time Warner Center.

To the east is Times Square, the Broadway theater district.

Logically, this should be a thriving business district.

The problem is that such a good place has become a three-way area due to various historical factors.

Violent crime and gangs abound here, and even the police can only play with gangs here.

Either become it.

or die.

The night was silent.

A cloaked man dragging a long cloak walked down the streets of Hell's Kitchen.

The place he was going to was the casino of the Danino brothers. Their casino was not only involved in gambling, but more importantly, they were also cults.

Before the cloaked man reached the place, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Blood smell."

It seems that there are a thousand people and 1 voices making noise.

From under the cloak, came the creepy sound of arthropod insects crawling.

Insects crawled out from under the cloak one by one, and headed towards Brother Danino's casino. Afterwards, the cloaked man saw a terrifying scene.

There were no survivors at the Danino Brothers Casino, and everyone had their heads blown off by bullets.

What's more, the upper body of the two Danino brothers were shot to death.

Plasma and brain matter mixed together and splashed on the ground.

It really can be regarded as heart-wrenching.

Even the Cloaked Man hadn't expected the place he was coming to be like this.

"why?"

He felt very strange, and walked slowly forward, but his whole body pulled away, his neck became very long, and under his feet, arthropod insects spread towards the surroundings like a tide.

Not far from him, a strong man holding an anti-device sniper rifle averted his eyes.

"monster?"

The strong man didn't take gasoline today. He looked at the monster and decided to let him go today.

Picking up the sniper rifle, the strong man left the place in silence.

And not far from here, Constantine also put down his binoculars, he lit a cigarette, smoked two-thirds of it in one breath, and said with a complicated expression: "Insect demon!"

(End of this chapter)