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In the bar, the Hagui clan looked at each other.

Wherever Bruce looked, everyone with a slightly clearer mind had already begun to draw clear lines.

They worship and follow vampires just to gain long life and transcendent power.

The two killers in front of me could tell at a glance that they were specifically looking for trouble with the vampires. Who would be out of his mind to step out and make trouble for them?

Man is a herd creature, and with the first cartilage there will be more.

Not long after, driven by the instinct called Congxin, these Hagui tribes followed the example of the former and squatted down with their heads in their hands.

Soon, apart from the two villains wearing steel suits, the only ones standing on the field were the vampires who had been "squeezed out" by the crowd.

Seeing the glowing white light on Bruce's arms, many vampires began to tremble unconsciously.

It's not that they don't want to blend in with the crowd, it's just that the Hagui clan who used to be very respectful to them are now avoiding them as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Wherever they moved together, there would immediately be a large empty space.

Even if you bite the bullet and blend into the crowd, just the look of fear and fear on the part of the people around you is no different from hiding your ears and stealing the bell.

"So, would anyone like to answer my question now?"

The dazzling fluorescent white halo became brighter and brighter, and Bruce's cold voice seemed to come from Jiuyou.

"I'll tell you."

There was a powerful response from the door, and a strong black man in a trench coat came from outside.

"Hey man, this bar is closed now"

Just as he was about to reach out to stop the person, Tony froze in place.

"What did you say"

"My name is Eric, Eric Brooks, and I'm a vampire hunter."

I saw the man taking out a silver short knife from his waist, making a dance with it, and said to our playboy in a deep voice.

"Of course, you can also call me blade."

"Blade wow, that sounds like a good name."

As his fingertips grazed the sharp blade, Stark praised him frivolously and stepped aside to make way for him.

"Thank you."

The black man nodded slightly, then strode inside.

"I secretly followed their transport vehicle before, and by chance I went to one of the places where blood sources are kept. If you are willing to believe me, I can take you there now."

Eric said in a deep voice, while reaching into his pocket and taking out a few photos, and handed them to Bruce's hand.

"Wait, Brooks, you can't tell"

A middle-aged man who looked like a decent gentleman interrupted Eric angrily.

If everyone refuses to say anything, if the other party really wants to get the information, they may have to compromise and leave a few alive.

But by doing this, he was clearly blocking everyone's escape route.

However, before he could finish his words, a "swipe" of light had already brushed against his neck. In just a moment, the middle-aged vampire was reduced to embers in the gorgeous brilliance.

"Brooks, you are betraying your race."

"Don't forget that if the elders hadn't been kind enough to spare your life, you, a dirty and despicable half-breed, would have rotted in the stinking ditch with your mother."

The last hope was shattered, and the vampires looked at the Blade Warrior with vicious eyes, full of malice and curse.

"Sir, he also has vampire blood in his body, so does he."

Perhaps Eric's behavior completely destroyed their hopes, and someone even stood up and tried to drag him to hell with him.

"I'm sorry, I never felt that I was in the same group as you guys who are full of rancid smell."

Stabbing the silver blade into the opponent's heart, Eric spat in disgust.

"As he said, my mother was bitten by a vampire when she was pregnant with me. Strictly speaking, the vampire virus is also flowing in my body."

"So it's up to you whether you take my word for it or not."

The blade warrior threw the silver blade to the ground quite shamelessly, and the blade warrior acted very calmly.

"I believe you."

Looking at the other party meaningfully, Eric the Blade, Bruce, who has the memory of his past life, naturally knows that what the other party said is true.

""

Eric was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the other party would believe him so easily.

"Aren't you afraid that I did this on purpose to lure you into a trap?"

"Hey man, take it easy"

Seeing that there was already a result inside, Tony, who had been a janitor for a long time, also came over and pointed at himself and Bruce quite proudly.

"Standing in front of you are two of the greatest geniuses in the world. Do you still think that those little bats hiding in dark caves and shivering can pose any threat to us?"

"Don't be kidding, they can't even break through my alloy suit."

""

Eric was silent in response to Tony's bragging.

"By the way, what to do with these guys?"

Eric asked, pointing to the Hagui tribe, who were trembling while waiting for the trial.

As for those vampires, even if Bruce and the others don't take action, Eric doesn't mind working a little harder.

Although vampires are hateful, it is impossible for Bruce to believe that they did what they did without the help of these ghosts.

No matter in which era, rape is always more disgusting than the opponent.

"They will wait for someone to come and take care of them later."

Tony was not idle when he was guarding the door just now. Jarvis had already taken over the surveillance of Van Helsing Bar, and all the faces that appeared here today had been entered into the database.

He didn't mind adding more workload to the group of agents who were following him all day long.

"Then let's leave now." After blowing a whistle, Blade Warrior looked more relaxed, "You should be driving, right?"

"I'll probably trouble you about cleaning the battlefield."

Bruce and Tony looked at each other, their smiles covered by their steel suits.

"Wow, I'll go first then."

Only then did he realize that the two people in front of him had the ability to fly. Brooks shrugged, named a place and turned around to leave.

When Eric's figure disappeared from the door, Bruce and Tony looked at each other.

Just when the vampires thought they had escaped luck, the laser cannon and the eight-point light wheel were released from the hands of the two people at the same time, ruthlessly harvesting the noble lives of the vampires.

In the face of Stark's specially adjusted ultraviolet spectrum and Bruce's light power that specifically restrains dark creatures, the vampires are as weak as babies who have just learned to crawl. The power they were proud of in the past is so weak and immature that it is worthless in the confrontation with special steel. Mention it.

The ability of human beings to stand out from all kinds of natural disasters and beasts and become the masters of the earth has never depended on the strength of individuals, but on the faith and wisdom passed down from generation to generation.

Even in the human body, with power comparable to that of gods, he never forgets his pride as a human being.

To be willing to give up the pride of being a human being in order to pursue individual longevity and strength seems particularly ridiculous in front of two outstanding human beings.

After getting rid of the remaining vampires, Tony gave a brief explanation to the SHIELD agent who came out of the bar, and by the way, he sent some information about vampires to a certain bastard.

Then, under the resentful eyes of all the agents, they flew to their other destination tonight.

A private villa located outside Flushing.