I am not Spider-Man because I am parasitized by an alien!

Orange soda? "

Fletcher shook his head, "Didn't I tell you? I don't have the same interest in your hobbies."

"You like blood drinks, I know, but maybe try something else."

The theater manager Gina said to her: "I thought if we chatted, or took a walk, or watched a movie, your taste would be closer to mine."

"People's tastes cannot be changed casually, just like their personality has been set and will not change."

Fletcher looked at Kraven's boastful speech on the movie screen and continued: "If I were you, Gina, I would stay away from me. After all, I am not a good person and have always planned to destroy this city. "

"Good, because I'm a total sucker, too."

Gina said frankly to Fletcher, "There is nothing good about me. My thoughts are evil and what I do is even more evil. I am full of foul words, smoke and drink. To be honest, almost everything in my mouth and mind is dog." Shit will spray out at every turn - like swarms of maggots."

After accurately evaluating herself, she took off her glasses, revealing her dark pupils, "Or, Fletcher, do you think I am an upright and kind-hearted person, a good person? Anyone can be with someone like me?" , will only cause trouble.

My troubles, my problems, my emotions, my everything, I'll drop it on your head like a bucket of sewage. A good girl is sensible, wears a nice sundress, and doesn't fuck her all day long. The word "class" is on my lips, but I am not. "

Fletcher is a film investor and Gina is a movie theater manager.

But the relationship between the two is not simple.

Fletcher hid behind the scenes, often filming some "reality show" movies.

Without exception, the people in her films are literally killed, hunted by the monsters she creates.

"Since I boarded your ship, I, who am not a good person, have no way out."

Gina said while looking at the movie screen.

When she saw Kraven the Hunter on the screen making witty remarks, she couldn't help laughing and complained: "This hunter is still a romantic guy."

Fletcher changed his sitting position, "What? Do you want to date him? Or do you think it's romantic for a man to act like an animal in the woods?"

"You can be sarcastic and sarcastic, but if you think about it from another perspective, it is indeed quite romantic. I mean, he might encounter something romantic, such as a romantic date with an orangutan or a baboon."

"It's a pity that he won't meet him today. I have sent his favorite prey there."

Fletcher said calmly: "I hope this reality show will satisfy me."

"Aren't you afraid of attracting public attention?"

Gina felt that putting this matter in front of the media might attract the attention of interested people.

"Who do you mean will hinder me? The Vampire Princess? Or the Vampire Hunter?"

Fletcher said calmly: "Still the two hot Spider-Man before? That Spider-Man is a bit difficult to deal with, but he is only one person."

"No one can stop my plan."

Fletcher stood up and walked outside, "There will be a good show later, you can enjoy it to your heart's content."

"What about you?"

"I'm going to make a call and order a pizza."

Her eyes gradually turned blood red, growing brighter in the shadows.

"Who? Who called you?"

Brooklyn, bar back alley.

There was a dull sound of "bang", and a guy was punched out of the door.

The person who was beaten out was like a mountain of flesh, and the fat covered with tattoos was like stacked terraces.

The fat man, to be precise, a fat man with his upper body naked, staggering out with splints on two of his fingers.

Blade grabbed his body and slammed it against the door.

The fat man's body shook the wall, and countless ash fell down.

There is a fire-breathing snake tattooed around his navel, and another snake that echoes it is coiled around his thigh as thick as a bucket and extending towards the inner thigh.

Blade punched him hard in the fire-breathing snake part of his stomach.

The fat man fell to the ground in pain.

"If you keep being tough, I won't mind touching the tattoo on your lower body."

Being threatened by the blade, the fat man exhaled and said, "If you dare, believe it or not, I will shoot you in the mouth?"

"Very good, I like your temper."

The blade of the blade directly pressed against his crotch, giving him a hard blow.

The fat man immediately covered his crotch and knelt on the ground.

Then the blade came forward and grabbed his clothes.

The fat man endured the pain and stretched out his left hand - the hand without the splint - as if to pull off the blade's chin.

Too bad his arms aren't that long.

Dao Feng's face was expressionless, and he stretched out his hand to grab his throat.

The fat man screamed loudly and waved his meaty palm to slap the blade.

Blade leaned back, and Fatty's hand hit the rusty trash can nearby.

His index finger and middle finger bent back at a scary angle, and the crisp snapping sound was followed by another heart-rending howl.

Blade slowly pulled out the silver knife from his back with one hand and said, "Very good. I'll also break two fingers on my left hand, so it's symmetrical."

He let go of the fat man's throat and pushed it.

The fat man staggered and fell backward into the trash can.

The trash can seemed to have been converted into a temporary rental by a homeless person - dirty dishes were everywhere, attracting flies to fly around in swarms.

Next to the back trash can was a simple small bed with a deep dent in the middle.

Then the Blade Warrior grabbed the fat man's pumpkin head and slammed it onto the trash lid covered with stains and debris.

With a silver knife in his left hand, he grabbed the fat man's head with his right hand.

After the fat man's head was turned up, Blade put a photo in front of his nose.

He blinked his tearful eyes and stared at the photo.

"The woman in the background is called Fletcher Gaines."

Blade asked her, "She is your superior, right? There is you in this photo! Tell me, who is she?!"

This photo was taken of the fat man at a party. He was holding a drink that might be beer in his hand and laughing without thinking.

The others around him were all filled with a fiery red Christmas light.

On the stage behind him, there was a woman sitting in the middle.

Even if she was just sitting there, she could still attract everyone's attention.

"A bartender said you might know him."

"Yes, yes," the fat man cried in pain, "I know her. Why didn't you take out the photo earlier?"

He just raised his splinted hand and shook it, like a wounded penguin waving its fins.

"Tell me, what is her true identity? Are the vampires that have recently appeared in New York a problem?"

"A major shareholder of Midnight Cinema. I knew her when I was working on the crew. Although she is a vampire, she rarely communicates with us."

"Which sect of vampire is she?"

"No one knows her. She seems to have suddenly appeared, and it seems that there are werewolves around her, but no one has seen them."

"That's all?"

"That's all. She is very close to the manager of Qianen Cinema. Maybe you can go find her. I remember her name is Gina."

Knife Blade raised his sword and continued to ask: "Who called you just now?"

"It was her, Fletcher Gaines, she wants us to recruit a group of actors."

"Actors?"

"Yes, some extras."

"What does she want to do?"

"I don't know! I really don't know! I know that these actors often disappear. Maybe she feeds her werewolves directly, or maybe does something else, but we dare not ask her. No vampire is her opponent. Everyone is afraid of her."

After Blade confirmed that he was not lying, he nodded, "Very good, thank you for your cooperation."

After Blade left.

"Damn, all of you will die a miserable death." The fat man sobbed and cursed.

But suddenly a dart flew in the darkness and hit the fat man's mouth. The hard tip instantly knocked out several of his teeth.

He turned over and coughed violently. Blood bubbles appeared at the corners of his mouth, and a bloody tooth fell to the ground.

The silver dart went deep into his mouth, and a flaming pain immediately attacked him.

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