The two are Esworth's young master, Dylan Esworth, and European black second-generation Alex Monter.

Luke noticed just now that part of the group that rescued Alex was in the castle.

When he was robbed in prison last night, the car on which he installed the tracker did indeed enter downtown Sacramento.

This time, he doesn't have to run another trip to Sacramento.

He dragged the two young masters into the room one by one, pressing them on the ground in turn, beating them, weeping, blood flying, and successfully forcing out the information they needed.

Throwing away the two young men, he searched the castle again, found the batch of things he was interested in, and put it in the storage space.

These things are not money, and the total amount is not much.

Some of the cash, gold and other things in the castle remained unchanged.

Batman is not a ghost butcher. This sweeping behavior cannot be done, lest it be linked to the behavior of other vests.

Wei Guangzheng collapsed, Batman's identity is not easy to use.

Half an hour later, after the search was finished, he dragged out the two dying young masters, threw them next to the two vampires, and said, "Transform them into your slaves."

The two vampires were weak, as if unable to act.

Luke didn't make nonsense, just pulled out a small glass bottle, threw it into one of the vampire's mouths, and slammed his jaw together.

With a click, the glass vial shattered, and the liquid inside made the vampire mouth full, and a strong smell of garlic came out.

The vampire screamed, tumbling and struggling on the ground for a moment, bia blew his head to burst, and could not die anymore.

He reached for a bottle of concentrated garlic again, and Luke sneered, "You are not human, alien!"

He had just pulled another vampire, and the lucky one who had not been picked just now was resolutely subdued: "Don't do it, I'll do it right away."

Luke sneered, tossing the vampire to two young and old, watching him first embrace Dylan and Alex.

After a moment, the two young and old showed the status of a vampire slave, and nodded with satisfaction, and jumped up to the height of the stone castle.

Taking out a prepaid cell phone, he sent a short message to the number on Phil's business card, and threw the cell phone in place.

With all this done, Luke leapt forward and walked away from this magic cave.

...

Early in the morning, Selena came out of the training room: "Are you back?"

"Well, what would you like to eat today?" Luke asked just after leaving the room.

The bullion rushed back: "Wang."

Luke: "Okay, then it's simple, eat steamed seafood."

Selina glanced at him: "If you're busy, let it be raw, there's plenty of tuna meat anyway."

The bullion slammed, expressing dissatisfaction.

Luke smiled and shook his head: "No, it won't be too busy today."

Maybe I won't be busy for a few days. He muttered in his heart.

Twenty minutes later, Luke watched the news at home and laughed, "How's the situation?"

"The St. Bobst Hospital bombing has been in the interim news and is suspected of being an" empty attack. "Dustin was fine, and both SWAT and the severe case team rushed over.

Luke: "What about Batman?"

Selina looked weird: "Only the picture of him catching the two monsters, and the pictures of the monster arms cut off and the two helicopters taking over were gone."

Luke didn't care.

Just last night, the pictures and articles on the Internet of the Little Snail also disappeared, and only existed for less than ten minutes.

However, his purpose has been achieved.

No one can be sure, Batman will not see relevant information in these short minutes.

Or other interested people kept the pictures and messages and sent them to Batman.

Anyway, Luke himself knew that Batman must have seen this big news.

...

At nine o'clock in the morning, at INNOUT outside Stark Industrial Park, two middle-aged men sat opposite each other in a secluded corner.

"My salary is the only one I ask for, don't let it go." Phil said with a smile on his face, took the cheeseburger in his hand and took a bite.

Frege smiled and took a bite of the burger: "I didn't expect you to buy me a special price of fifty dollars, and we are not rich."

Phil smiled and nodded.

"You're up all night? It's just a special goal that won't make you desperate like this?" Frege asked, looking at Phil's dark circles.

Phil continued to smile: "There is a lot of work. If you don't finish the matter quickly, more things will come up later."

He certainly wouldn't tell Friege that in the early hours of the morning he received an unexpected short message and had to work overtime overnight, sent all the team members, caught six vampires, and more than a hundred disabled people at one time.

If this matter is not handled well, it will cause a lot of movement.

SHIELD is not a law enforcement agency in the United States. It is easy to cause dissatisfaction with the US government by rashly moving upper-level Americans such as the Esworth family.

It would be simpler to deal with this issue if the person going was Frege.

It's a pity that Phil couldn't give those things to Frege.

He knew quite a bit about Frege's institutions.

Those vampires falling into the hands of that institution are not only dangerous to society, but also more threatening to SHIELD.

This is also the reason, even if he is very busy and tired now, he still comes on time, ready to spend half an hour with Freg, to avoid being abnormal by him.

He would have to come out for breakfast and pack a batch of food for the overtime teammates.

Fleger couldn't see Phil in front of him, but knew that it was useless to fight with Phil.

After greetings, he went straight to the subject: "We are interested in Batman, I hope you don't get involved."

Phil smiled. "Is this a warning?"

Frege hesitated and shook his head. "Just a reminder."

Phil nodded. "I know then."

Frege hesitated, or said, "What do you want? Let's make a offer."

Phil groaned and finally shook his head: "Flag, everyone is also an old friend. I don't want this to ruin each other's friendship. So I can tell you clearly that we will not consider recruiting Batman in the short term."

Frege frowned ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ frowned immediately: "Do you want to arrest him?"

Phil continued to shake his head: "I didn't intend to do this at the moment, and I would keep up the attention. He is a very complicated person, and we will not rush into action until we get a more accurate assessment report."

Flegg was a little convinced.

Phil is still very old-fashioned in his work. He handles all kinds of things fairly smoothly, not many people offend, and many good friends.

Like today, Frege offered the conditions and promised another one.

Instead of taking advantage of him, Phil was outspoken.

Frege picked up the Cola Cup and motioned: "OK, next time I ask."

Phil raised his black tea with a smile: "It's all about it."

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