Marvel’s Superman

Miss?

Where is the lady?

Howard was dumbfounded.

He stood up and glanced out the window, but found nothing unusual.

"This is the twenty-second floor."

Howard laughed dryly, wondering if Luke had heard it wrong.

There is nothing to rely on outside, and the one who can climb up with bare hands is probably not a humanoid spider.

"So, you still haven't shaken off the fixed cognition."

Luke shook his head helplessly, determined to completely break Howard's rigid thinking.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and high-temperature rays blazed out.

He has a strong control, without breaking the glass, creating an amazing movement.

But like laser cutting, the floor-to-ceiling windows are cut open.

"The hotel manager shouldn't ask us for compensation, right?"

Howard has nothing to say, he is a little nervous now, for fear of a vampire jumping out of the window.

The heavy shadow left in the heart, can not be eliminated so quickly.

"It's so cold outside, it looks like it's going to rain, vampire... Are you sure you don't want to come in to avoid the rain? My room is quite big."

Although the vampire hiding outside had an extremely slow heartbeat, Luke still noticed it.

Through the brick wall structure, super vision scanned a slender figure like a gecko, stepping firmly on the smooth window surface.

The almost still breathing sound fell in his ears, very clear.

"As expected of Superman."

A few seconds later, a slightly cold voice came.

A tall woman in a long black trench coat and a tight one-piece leather jacket hangs upside down above the floor-to-ceiling windows.

With just a jump, he dodged in through the hole cut by the heat vision.

Flexible movements and agility, completely beyond the scope of ordinary people.

"Vampires all look... pretty good."

Howard took a few steps back and stood behind Luke and commented.

The tall and slender woman who appeared in the room had black shoulder-length short hair, and her delicate face was cold.

The snow-white skin reflects the light like porcelain.

Especially those eyes, with a firm look.

Another iceberg queen!

Howard glanced at him and blamed the type on the White Queen.

It is a beautiful stunner that makes male creatures have a desire to conquer and a sense of satisfaction.

It feels like it's going to be very appealing to Luke, he's always liked it.

Howard cast a calm glance and thought silently.

"What? All the vampires now regard the commandments of the three major temples as a piece of paper?"

Luke, ignoring the old-fashioned Howard, politely reached out and invited the vampire lady who was visiting late at night to take a seat.

Today, the European continent is the home base of dark creatures.

This pattern will not change until after the Cold War.

At that time, vampires and werewolves gradually moved to North America.

"Mr. Lieutenant General is joking. Whoever dares to ignore the order of the Supreme Mage is not asking for his own death."

The tall woman, expressionless, sat on a separate sofa, keeping her distance from Luke and Howard.

"It's just that there was an explosion near the Moulin Rouge tonight. I'm a 'death walker' within my family, and I have the responsibility to investigate the reason behind it and see if the werewolves are secretly planning some kind of conspiracy."

"I followed you... the residual smell of that friend, and chased it all the way to the hotel. That's why this misunderstanding came about."

Compared to Rania, who lost her mind at the smell of blood, the vampire lady's attitude was much more polite, allowing Luke to omit the hands-on part.

Every time he encounters a guy who can't communicate, he can only have friendly exchanges on the physical level.

To be honest, it's kind of tiring.

"What a coincidence, this lady--what's your name?"

Luke asked.

"Selina."

The other party answered succinctly.

"Well, Miss Serena, the question you just mentioned is exactly what I want to say."

Luke suppressed the smile on his face, and his voice became less gentle.

"Since the three major temples issued the precepts and signed contracts with the leaders of the dark world such as vampires and werewolves, there have been few vicious incidents of privately foraging and hunting humans - relatively speaking."

"I have read the records of the New York Temple. For at least thirty years, no vampire family has ever committed such a crime."

"The last time I went back to the Austro-Hungarian Empire, a certain noble couldn't bear the bloodthirsty desire and hurt an innocent girl. Later, he was dragged into the sun by the Templar and tortured by exposure to the sun."

Luke paused and looked at Serena's face.

The other party didn't feel annoyed, and it seemed that they didn't have deep feelings for the same clan.

"But not long ago, my friend Howard Stark was attacked by a female vampire named Rania."

Luke pointed to Howard, the outsider, who was very cooperative and nodded vigorously.

"Since you are the 'death walker' of your family, you should know what the consequences of breaking the Temple Orders are. I hope - by the way, which family are you?"

"We're led by Victor, and Marcus."

Serena replied.

"At present, it is the three elders, and Marcus presides over the affairs of the family. Victor is still asleep."

Luke raised his eyebrows, looking a little aggressive, and continued: "Then you have to explain to me and my friends."

"Mr. Lieutenant General, there is no woman named Rania in our family."

Serena frowned slightly and explained, "I checked the scene. Although she... is not human, but from the memory left in the blood, we can tell that she does not belong to our family."

"It's not very convincing."

Luke shook his head and didn't back down.

"Paris is the den of vampires, and the Moulin Rouge is your family's living area. If my friend is attacked, no matter which side Rania is from, you must give a satisfactory account."

Serena frowned even more, her eyes tended to be cold, and her right hand reached under the windbreaker.

"You're a little unreasonable, Mr. Lieutenant General."

she said angrily.

"Don't make small moves, Miss Serena, it will cost you the only decency you have."

Luke didn't care about the tension, he picked up the glass on the table and drank the last sip of whiskey.

"Anyone should cherish the opportunity that others are willing to sit at the table and communicate with you."

"Because, removing it is equivalent to declaring the rules of the game invalid."

"At that time, you and your family will only end up worse."

Luke lowered his head and played with the wine glass, chuckling: "Miss Serena, you think I'm unreasonable, that's because you haven't seen what it's called - real savagery."

"Is this a threat?"

Serena took a deep breath, and the beautiful curve wrapped under the leather jacket was another wave of obvious fluctuations.

"No, this is a reminder."

Luke put down the glass and said seriously: "The reason why I was patient, I didn't send the army to rush to your family, blasted open your door with cannonballs, and dragged all the drunk vampires into the sun and burned them into a pile of ashes. "

"It's not because you are so beautiful that I can't bear it, nor is it that vampires are scary and make me jealous."

"I am a colleague of your ancestors. Lieutenant General Covenus, you must give him some face."

Serena, who has a straight personality, originally wanted to draw a gun and punch the young lieutenant in front of him and punch more than a dozen holes.

But when she heard the last sentence, she was immediately dumbfounded.

"What did you say?"