American Comics: The Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Mr. Black Braised Egg Juzao, your nerves have been very tense recently.

Supernatural and extraordinary events are coming one after another, and there is no time to wait. Master Kikuza has once again accelerated the pace of recruiting people with super powers.

It happened that there was an old acquaintance, and Whistler contacted him.

As a half-vampire, Blade Warrior is nicknamed Sunwalker. As his name suggests, he does not have the weaknesses of vampires and has no thirst for blood. However, he has stronger physical fitness than ordinary vampires and more powerful fighting qualities.

Black Braised Egg naturally has thoughts about Blade Warrior.

What's more, Lord Kikuza also attaches great importance to the issue of vampires.

Before, he didn't catch up with the vampires to cause trouble, so Black Braised Dan just followed the rules and abided by the agreement that seemed to him to be nonsense, but now he couldn't ignore it.

Someone also knew from the spoiler poses of Time Travelers that Blade had joined S.H.I.E.L.D.’s Howling Commandos, and had also joined the folk superhero team “Midnight’s Sons”, both of which were organizations that specialized in dealing with supernatural events.

When Aaron came, it was natural that Mr. Kikuza was once again showing his goodwill and sending warmth. He must have gained enough reputation and favorability before he could offer to recruit.

It's like Black Braised Egg sending the Black Widow sister to be Tony Stark's mistress.

"So when can I meet Blade?"

Blade's real name is Eric Brooks, but everyone he knows is called Blade.

"Just tonight, the blade will be here soon." Old man Whistler replied: "There will be an operation later, and you will also participate, how about it?"

"No problem, what action?" Aaron nodded and replied.

"We found out that Deacon's subordinates of the son of the beach are going to hold a blood party tonight." Whistler pinched the cigarette butt in his hand, took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it with a trembling hand, and smoked He took a sip and said.

[One after another, old man, can your body withstand it? ] A certain time-traveler who used to be a policeman looked a little awkward and cursed in his heart.

Aaron also knew that the old man did this out of necessity. Just look at him rubbing his inflexible left leg from time to time. It caused a lot of hidden injuries, and he had to rely on analgesic measures to deal with it. With.

"Blood party?" Although Aaron had some guesses, he still asked with an unclear expression.

"The method that bastard Dickon used to create a large number of primary vampire cannon fodder..." Old Man Whistler explained in a deep voice.

Although there is no grading system for vampires here, with five nobles representing strength, there are also newborn vampires, mature vampires, pure-blood vampires, and vampire elders.

Basically, the longer you become a vampire, the stronger you become.

Pure-blood vampires who reproduce between two sexes have greater potential than mixed-blood vampires who first come to them.

Because they are the product of the Dark God Book, vampires are actually legal creatures with a natural affinity for the dark element.

But because the first vampire, the great wizard Varner, did not pass the Dark Book to Dracula, Dracula only got some of Varner's notes on vampire knowledge.

As for the descendants of Dracula, they have not received much inheritance from Dracula, and there is even less knowledge about dark magic.

As a result, most of them now follow the warrior route, relying on physical fitness to work hard.

It also made the Blade Warriors famous for making vampires change their colors.

While talking to Whistler, Aaron suddenly turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Is this the Blade? I've known you for a long time."

Instead, he saw a big African-American man about the same height and strength as himself, appearing quietly at the door.

This big man had a short cut hair, wore a black leather trench coat, and a breastplate lined with metal guards. He carried a long sword straight on his back, with a section of the sword hilt protruding from the back of his head. He had a martial spirit.

"Whistler." The big man was also slightly startled by Aaron's sudden turn back. His somewhat dissatisfied expression also dissipated a bit. He first said hello to the old man, and then looked at Aaron critically. He opened his mouth and asked: "Who is your boy?"

Another one named Aron boy.

Aaron didn't care, knowing that this guy didn't look old, but was actually about the same age as the Punisher.

"I am Aaron Walker, the person sent by SHIELD to assist you this time."

"uh-huh."

Blade snorted noncommittally.

This guy originally wanted to give Aaron, the so-called "helper," a show of strength, but he didn't expect Aaron to have such a spiritual sense and be able to detect his whereabouts. He was a little unsure of Aaron's whereabouts.

Of course Aaron could also see that the Blade Warrior might not be satisfied with Whistler's approach and didn't want anyone to hold him back.

[It’s okay, form a team and kill monsters, you will know who is the leader. ] A certain time traveler expressed this in his heart.

"Find the place?" Whistler asked.

"Well, I'll resupply and set off now." Blade replied, but did not mention Aaron.

"Blade, take Agent Walker with you, okay? You have to give people a chance to try." Whistler persuaded.

Aaron curled his lips indifferently, who said it was the task given by Black Braised Egg, just give it a try.

"cough."

Aaron coughed, attracting the attention of the two, and suddenly picked up a long sword on the weapon rack, drew the sword out of its sheath, and with a flick of his wrist, there were three sword flowers of exactly the same size and shape!

Immediately afterwards, Aaron started dancing in a small space, and for an instant, his whole body was surrounded by sword shadows radiating with cold light!

Blade Runner and Whistler felt dazzled for a moment, especially Whistler, who was old and dim.

However, he knew that Dao Feng was knowledgeable. Judging from Dao Feng's reaction, he knew that this kid probably didn't have a seizure suddenly. He seemed to be really powerful.

The old man couldn't help but whistle, thinking that he really found the right guy this time.

Every additional power to deal with vampires would make the old man happy and want to drink three large glasses of wine.

However, the Blade Warrior could see a little bit of his skills. He knew that this was a master, and he was not just a show-off. His power control was extremely precise, and he could gather it all on the blade without wasting any bit, so he didn't whine. Instead of the sound of loud wind, it was the sound of an extremely sharp sword cutting through the air.

Alon finished practicing the basic sword skills of Yihua Palace. He stood up with the sword in his hands. His face was neither red nor angry. With a flick of his wrist, he put the sword into its sheath with a cry. He flicked it behind his head and the long sword fell back lightly. On the weapon rack, everything was returned to its original position, and it looked exactly the same.

"Mr. Whistler, as I said before, this is not the first time I have been exposed to extraordinary events, and it is not that I have no ability to protect myself."

Aaron used his sword whenever he disagreed. Although he was a little bit aggressive, it was the most straightforward way to convince Dao Feng and the old man simply and crudely.

After all, he is a Blade Warrior, so bringing a "soldier" with him would suit him the best.

"It's not bad, I just don't know how it would be in a real fight... Okay, I'll count you as one, but you are not good at it." Daofeng curled his lips and said, "It's not bad, then I'll play with you." " expression.

"Don't worry, he is prepared, but the weapons need to be ours. Agent Walker, you can choose the guys here as you like."

Whistler, who had communicated with Black Braised Egg, naturally knew that Aaron had a very powerful suit, but to deal with vampires, special silver-plated cold weapons and bullets were still needed.

Of course, S.H.I.E.L.D. will also reimburse all the expenses for this operation.

Black Braised Egg also knows that Blade Warrior can't work part-time as a vampire hunter without bounty. He relies entirely on Whistler, a car scrapping factory, and he has to get some trophies from the killed vampires to sell on the black market. Keep it like this.

After all, it was spending the public money to make his black face look red, which made Kikuza-sama very happy.

"Blade, you can teach Agent Walker about dealing with vampires on the way, and I'll prepare the car..."

Anyway, it’s such a happy team-up, and I’m ready to fight vampires.