The Light of Beauty

On the plane, Ryan put on a blindfold and rested in a half-lying position.

Judging from the conversation just now, the encounter with Dao Feng was completely a coincidence.

If he didn't happen to buy a ticket at the same airport at the same time, Dao Feng wouldn't be able to find him at all.

This is enough to prove that the means of tracking vampires does not work for Ryan at all.

However, Blade was able to discover Ryan with intuition, which also showed that he also possessed characteristics or aura similar to vampires.

To be honest, Ryan also wanted to know why, otherwise he wouldn't take the initiative to talk so much with the other party.

However, the timing and sequence are not right now.

In terms of time, he has things in front of him that need to be dealt with immediately.

In order, he should at least go home first, and if he still can't solve the doubts and problems, he can go to outsiders to find a solution.

As for exposure, Lane isn't worried.

At least on this one-third of an acre of land on earth, he doesn't want to change himself, and there are not many people who can force him to change.

Without the iconic fangs and without the need to feed on blood, why do you call me a vampire?

If Blade has the ability to investigate Ryan's work and background, then he will only hide this matter deeper.

It's not that SHIELD doesn't have information about vampires, and he definitely doesn't want to expose the existence of vampires to the eyes of more people.

People can know aliens, because aliens do not live and mix with human beings, and the image of most aliens is obviously different from that of human beings.

But vampires are different. The shadows and fear caused by long-standing legends are not comparable to the sudden aliens, and human beings always spend most of the day in the dark.

At the end of the day, Blade isn't enough to pose any threat to him.

In addition, Ryan never believed that his special identity needed to be completely kept secret.

……

New York, bar.

A figure shattered the entire glass table with a bang, and the guests around screamed and fled in all directions.

Among the debris on the ground, this figure turned over and before he could stand still, a palm quickly fell to her chest again.

She flew out again and crashed into the bar. A large piece of wine bottle fell and broke, and the smell of alcohol quickly filled the air.

Ryan stopped and straightened his tie.

After walking into the bar, Jessica was lying on the ground, holding a bottle of wine in her hand and pouring it into her mouth.

Ryan frowned and shook his head, then took out the lighter.

When the rest of the guests in the bar saw it, they didn't dare to stay any longer, and turned their heads to leave one after another. After a while, the whole bar was empty.

"Let me help you out."

With a click, the flame ignited.

Jessica stood up abruptly: "Wait a minute!"

She gasped heavily, struggling to widen her eyes in a drunken mist.

"You madman, do I know you?"

Ryan put on the lighter, "A few days ago, I sent someone to look for you."

"Huh?" She thought for a while, and suddenly said: "I remembered, was that woman sent by you?"

"Yes."

She grabbed the chair and twisted her buttocks up. She lay her upper body on the table and said, "I remember that I definitely refused."

Ryan took a few steps forward.

"Obviously, I don't take rejection."

"Haha, so you government agencies want to kidnap me?"

"We don't work for any government, our service is global."

"It sounds good. I refuse, but you don't accept it. What else can you do besides kidnapping?"

"I can do too much." Ryan reached out and gently pinched her chin.

A look of anger flashed in Jessica's eyes, but she quickly obeyed Ryan drunkenly, "You want to fuck me?"

"Do not."

"So you want to sleep with me?"

Ryan was silent.

"Ha, I guessed it right!" She also raised her hand, gently stroking Ryan's face, "You look so good-looking, I am willing."

Ryan held her close head.

"I don't say anything because I acquiesce, but because I think you look average, but you think too beautifully."

As soon as the words fell, Jessica's hand suddenly moved down from his face, and immediately grabbed his neck.

Lane didn't move.

Jessica fought hard, but Ryan's skin seemed to be lined with a hard steel plate, no matter how hard she tried, it was difficult to break through half a point.

Ryan stared into her eyes, watching the sudden rise of anger rising step by step, and then gradually sliding down from the burning apex, and finally differentiated into shock and bewilderment, and of course, there was a bit of cunning hidden.

"I'm just an ordinary private detective. I don't even have the qualifications to take the police exam. How can I be an employee of a global organization like yours, don't you think?" In the words, her hand slipped to Ryan's chest , the smile on his face was even more charming due to the bright red from the alcohol.

"You can fly." Ryan said straightforwardly.

Jessica's pupils shrank slightly.

Ryan continued: "Actually, I really want to have a good communication with you, but when we first met, you were the first to attack me without saying a word."

Jessica smiled awkwardly: "I thought it was the kind of little bastard who struck up a conversation."

"I don't think my polite language and behavior would have anything to do with hooligans."

"That's because I was drunk."

"What I hate most is that people always make excuses. Come on, go out and talk."

Ryan turned around, Jessica was silent for a moment, then followed with a sigh.

As soon as he stepped out of the bar, a muscular black man appeared at the door, facing Ryan head-on.

He frowned: "I heard that someone was making trouble in my bar, is it you?"

Ryan reached into his arms and took out a check: "One hundred thousand, is it enough?"

The black man looked around, "Enough."

When he reached out to pick it up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Jessica behind him, and his movements suddenly stopped.He looked at Ryan again before asking Jessica, "Ma'am, do you need help?"

"No, not at all."

"You don't need to worry, if someone bullies you..."

"Sorry." Ryan interrupted, shaking the check in his hand: "Do you want it?"

The black stared sharply: "I'm talking to her."

"I'm talking to you." Ryan replied.

"You can destroy things in the bar, as long as you can pay the price. But if someone bullies my guest, or uses threats or other means to control her, then I will never turn a blind eye."

Ryan turned his head and waved to Jessica, and when she came to him, he asked, "Did I bully you?"

She smiled: "No, we fought each other."

"I threatened you?"

Jessica licked her lips: "I don't think so."

Ryan turned back: "Any questions?"

The black man looked at the two and finally shook his head: "I don't believe you. Ma'am, do you know his name?"

Jessica was taken aback and looked at Ryan.

Ryan sighed: "You have a sense of justice."

Seeing this, the black man immediately reached out to grab Jessica.

Ryan grabbed his arm with one hand, took out his certificate and opened it with the other: "CIA."

The black man shook his hands and broke free from his shackles, shaking his head: "I'm afraid I can no longer trust you, give her to me, and after I confirm your identity, I will give her to you."

"No." Ryan refused.

The black man nodded, "Then I understand."

Before he finished speaking, he punched Ryan directly, and at the same time stepped forward to force him between Ryan and Jessica.

Jessica watched as if she was watching a play, without expressing anything.

Ryan turned a blind eye to his fist, just raised his leg and kicked.

The opponent also doesn't care about his actions.

After a second,

The black man stepped back, his face showing pain, his eyes full of surprise.

Ryan frowned, he thought for a while, and asked, "Luke Cage?"

The face of the other party changed again: "Who are you?"

Ryan suddenly said: "It's really you. Your skin can block even bullets. No wonder you can still stand and talk to me. However, a prison escapee opened a bar and dared to block law enforcement. Are you so courageous?"

"I do not understand what you are saying!"

"It doesn't matter, but your one hundred thousand is gone. Let's go, ma'am." He put away the check and continued to leave with Jessica.

When passing by Luke Cage, the other party rushed forward again.

Ryan twisted his body to avoid his attack, and his radiant fist hit the opponent's heart.

Bang!

Luke soared into the air and hit the wall, dust and stone chips shaking off.

"I don't like the look in your eyes just now. If there is another time, I will dig them for you."

Luke Cage lay on the ground and clutched his chest, and there was a ho-ho sound from his throat.

Jessica was already sober, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to call an ambulance for him?"

"No!" Luke tried to stop with a hand raised.

Ryan walked out and said, "I don't even dare to go to the hospital. He should be more of a gangster than me."

Jessica glanced at Luke, then looked at Ryan who was about to walk out of the door. Thinking of what Ryan said just now, she turned her head and chased after him.

But there was one thing she remembered: this man was vindictive.