American Comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

The underground world is in chaos.

Although chaos is the main tone in the underground world, any old man who has been in this circle for a long time will feel the depressing feeling of the storm. Many old guys have sensible enough to temporarily suspend their affairs at hand and put themselves aside.

They have become invisible. Past experience tells them that when the situation is not good, they should not speak out unless necessary.

Every year, many new people join this circle, but similarly, a lot of such people are eliminated every year. If you want to live a long time and be respected in this circle, the only way out is of course to be strong.

!If you can't do that, then learning to assess the situation, observe the wind direction, and wait until the situation becomes clear may be a way out.

The only people who are uncomfortable with this turmoil may be those organizations that cooperate with the Blood Clan. Over the years, their cooperation with the Blood Clan has formed a complete and solid industrial chain, but this time the Blood Clan is suddenly in turmoil, and the people who are most affected are

They, the suppliers, have resisted for their own interests, but after a few prominent ones were eliminated, the rest also died down and withered.

Friendship in the underground world is so simple and pure, with no emotions, only interests.

As a man in the underground world who mainly sells intelligence, he has survived for decades safely like an evergreen tree. As long as you can afford the price, he can always get the information you need. But at the same time, he also has intelligence personnel.

Uniquely sensitive and vigilant. He usually only appears at specific times, and it is not easy to find him.

But now, Mo Lin was wearing pajamas and was blocked in his safe house by a heavily armed man carrying a sword, gun, and sword.

"This is very nice." Eric Brooks, a man known as a vampire hunter or a blade runner in the underground world, looked around and said. This is just a remote residential house in the suburbs. The area is not large, but the layout is very good.

Warm, with a soothing warm yellow tone.

"How did you find this place?" His messy gray hair was half exposed from under his fallen nightcap. Molin didn't even think about reaching for the gun under his pillow. He knew very well how agile and experienced the man in front of him was.

How rich. In a fair duel with real swords and guns, he couldn't defeat one of the ten opponents. If the opponent really wanted to do something to him, the only thing he could do was to pray that he would suffer less.

"I always have some tracking methods that others don't have," Eric said nonchalantly.

"Okay, okay, let's get straight to the point. What do you want to know from me? But I don't guarantee that I will know what you want to know. The situation has been bad recently, and I also have to consider the safety of my informants."

Maureen tightened the quilt, put the nightcap on her head straight, looked at Eric standing in front of his bed with cloudy eyes and muttered a few words.

"Recently, a group of people are also hunting vampires. Who are they? What are they hunting for?" Eric asked.

"I thought you knew." Maureen glared at Eric, expressing helplessness at this man who was not interested in anything other than hunting vampires: "As expected, they are official people. Only they can use so many

Well-trained warriors and equipment. As for the purpose of hunting vampires, my intelligence channel has such unconfirmed news that there is a technology that can extract some kind of longevity substance from vampires. This

It made some big shots very interested and moved."

"Thank you." After Eric said his thanks, he walked back toward the window and said, "I owe you a favor, and this is my reward."

"Wait, you'd better not get involved. I don't know how they will deal with a half-human, half-vampire monster like you. If something happens to you, what's the use of your favor? You don't have some small treasury, savings

What?"

"Fake, can you go through the front door! It's winter now! You broke the window, how can I sleep? Can't you consider the feelings of the lonely old man?"

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"Werewolf plan?"

Luke looked at the title on the project application, and then at Dr. Tilda Johnson, who submitted the plan.

"Yes, the military suffered a lot of damage when capturing the material experimental subjects. They want us to develop a weapon that can reduce casualties and target vampires. In my opinion, if the purpose is to capture raw materials alive, then destructive weapons

It is difficult to use, and the vampire itself is also extremely agile and has some special energy. I think it is better to create a nemesis for its race." Tilda talked. "Based on our research and understanding of the vampires, create

It is not impossible to create a nemesis."

Luke signaled Tilda with his eyes to continue, while flipping through Tilda's plan. From the plan, it was obvious that the other party had worked hard.

Tilda's face showed a hint of joy after receiving Luke's look: "I intercepted some genetic fragments of old vampires, and the werewolf soldiers created will have an extremely keen sense of smell for vampires. Under this sense of smell,

No matter where the Vampires hide, they can't escape the pursuit of the soldiers. Even if they disguise themselves as humans and blend into the crowd, their noses will be the perfect Vampire radar.

They will also have extremely strong hand-to-hand combat capabilities and can keep up with the speed and strength of the vampires. Their skin also has good toughness and protection due to my deliberate strengthening. And their claws and teeth, after causing damage to the vampires,

There will be some kind of targeted toxin that will paralyze the injured vampire. This will help reduce the damage of raw materials."

"Dr. Johnson, I remember that you did similar biotechnology research before joining Hyperion's biological laboratory." Luke patiently listened to Tilda's general introduction and temporarily turned his attention away from the plan in his hand.

Move away and ask softly.

"Yes, the conditions at that time were simple and the technology was not mature." Tilda said quickly: "But I have solved all the problems I encountered before. As long as you give me permission, I will be able to create real works soon.

Show it to you."

"Go find Ms. Ina yourself and bring your project plan." Luke nodded under Tilda's expectant eyes.

Tilda Johnson is capable, and after being trained by Hyperion for several years, she is also a talented person who can stand alone. For those who have the ability, can add luster to the company's technical foundation, and are willing to earn a lot of money for the company,

For those who place an official order, Luke is still happy to invest.