Iron Altman passing by Marvel

Days go by.

The appearance of Bemonstein only brought a slight ripple to Bruce's life, and it didn't take long for it to return to the boring daily life of "Mansion Laboratory".

Until one day when he was about to get off work, the little monster dragged an object like a broken bag from a distance and happily ran to him to ask for credit.

"What did you do again?"

As the monster girl gradually approached, an alarm bell rang in Bruce's heart.

"He was the one who attacked me first. I just wanted to buy a burger nearby. This guy suddenly came out and wanted to bite my neck. I beat him up in anger."

The little monster girl cried out pitifully.

"And the smell on him is exactly the same as that group of stinky bats that wanted to suck my blood."

Still brooding over the fact that she was being hunted down in the first place, the girl emphasized a few words before leaving behind a certain unlucky guy who was almost no longer human.

"Earlier, you were talking about Hell's Kitchen and so on. Now you can bring him to my laboratory."

At this time, even he saw something was wrong.

The unlucky guy in front of him was almost beaten into a sack by the little monster. His bloody gums actually had four canine teeth that were obviously different in size from ordinary people. And as time went by, his tattered body was actually changing in a kind of way. Slow speed recovery.

This is an encounter with a vampire

Bruce vaguely remembered that there was indeed a scene of a vampire hunter in the Marvel series of movies.

"System, erase the records related to Bemonstein from nearby surveillance cameras, and then forge several pieces of alibi."

Dr. Hammer was thinking while decisively giving orders to the system.

After verifying the identity, the laboratory was awakened under the control of the system, and the cold instruments gradually began to operate.

After restraining the vampire who was almost half recovered to the test table, Bruce calmed his breathing, and then calmly used pliers to pull out the four canine teeth one by one for analysis.

The severe pain made the vampire wake up immediately. At a glance, he saw the target girl sitting boredly and passing the time. Not far away, there was a young man in a white coat in front of the console with his back to him. He didn't know what to do. What.

"You still don't let me go, do you know who I am?"

After pulling on the restraints tied to his body, he found that he couldn't break free, and realized that something was wrong. The vampire threatened him with a stern expression.

"Sir, this is my private residence. Even if I beat you to death, nothing will happen here. And by the way, I don't think vampires have such a thing as human rights."

The sharp scalpel blade cut into the flesh, creating a sluggish feeling that was different from human skin. After thinking about it, Bruce took out the silver table knife he had brought along when passing by the kitchen.

"Wait, you know I am aw"

Before he finished speaking, the vampire suddenly let out a cry of pain, and the place where the silver table knife touched seemed to be burnt by flames.

"I am going to kill you"

The severe pain made the middle-aged vampire's eyes turn red.

"Pfft~" However, another knife cut deeply into the flesh, and Bruce's devilish behavior silenced the other party immediately.

Samples are taken from the charred parts for analysis, and the results are quickly produced on the analyzer.

"System, record that silverware can exert great restraint on a vampire's body, specifically similar to damage at the cellular level."

A dull and calm voice came out from under the mask, and the young man changed his knife and cut away the damaged parts along the wound.

"Insert another one, and the wound caused by the silverware will be difficult to heal unless the damaged part is removed." Bruce pushed up his glasses, his expression extremely cold, "Next, I will ask you an answer, you know the consequences of refusal. "

The scalpel turned deftly on his fingertips, and Mr. Vampire couldn't help but swallow.

"Don't, don't do it, just talk if you have something to say."

The little monster timidly looked at his boss who was transformed into a scientific madman, thought for a while, secretly took out a can of natural gas from another dimension, took a few sips and sat down again.

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Time passed by, and after getting the information he wanted from the vampire, Bruce fell into deep thought, leaving the vampire with a look of despair.

Besim Kunich felt that the script shouldn't be like this.

I was originally looking for tonight's target, but I found out that the prey I was looking for was actually the target designated by the elders. It should be a double joy.

However, he finally managed to reach behind him, and when he was about to find a deserted corner to start the fight, his vision went dark and he suddenly lost consciousness.

When you wake up, you will have to undergo inhumane experiments by a mad scientist. Why is this happening?

"You will receive retribution, and the great vampire will make you pay with blood."

The vampire looked like he had been spoiled. He couldn't muster any strength to move, so he could only speak in an incompetent rage.

Exposing the blood clan's information to humans, not to mention the elders of the clan would definitely not let him go.

If this vicious human being in front of us loses its use value, how will his fate be better?

"Maybe, but you probably won't see that day. Then, let's start the last experiment."

He stretched out a finger coldly, and Bruce turned pale after hearing the information he had just extracted from Besim's mouth.

Although he knew that he was living in the Marvel world and that in the future there would be a big purple potato who could kill half of the population with a snap of his fingers, Bruce originally felt that his endurance was strong enough.

But suddenly I heard that in places that were not within sight, there were thousands of the same kind being kept in the dark underground like pigs, providing blood food for the vampires day after day.

The anger in my heart still couldn't be suppressed.

There are tens of thousands of large hospitals across the country, which also means tens of thousands of large blood banks.

With such a large reserve, there is an unknown amount of expired blood that needs to be processed every year. Those shady dark creatures can maintain their lives through legal means, but they choose to adopt this most heart-rending method.

Bruce wanted to ask the other person what he thought, but instead he heard the answer he least wanted to hear.

“Do you care how you feel about the bread you eat every day?”

Not only did the other party not find it strange, he even burst out laughing as if he heard some big joke.

Sighing, he finally realized the fundamental contradiction in their thinking, and pure light rose from Bruce's fingertips.

A contemptuous smile froze on his face, and without even a whimper, the man on the operating table turned into ashes bit by bit from the touched areas.

"Bemenstein."

Taking off his mask a little tiredly, Bruce shouted softly with a heavy heart.

"Yes, boss"

He hurriedly put the natural gas tank back in, and the little monster looked like he had been caught in a panic.

"What do you think of human beings?"

"Eh"

Once she heard that the boss was not looking for trouble, the monster girl immediately became active.

"I think it's very interesting that human beings can build such beautiful houses and come up with so many kinds of delicious food."

Thinking of the double-cheese Big Mac beef burger he had in the afternoon, Bemonstein couldn't help but lick his lips in recollection.

"Then if there are other species that want to raise humans like pigs, they might even want to kill them all."

"Then kill them"

Thinking that once human beings are extinct, he will have to go back to the days of chewing stones and drinking air. The little monster couldn't help but shuddered, and his eyes became fierce.

"Yeah, let's kill them all."

After letting out a gentle breath, Bruce gradually returned to his usual calm demeanor.

"Bemonstein, you have suppressed your nature for so long. How about I take you out to release it when you have time?"