Killing America Terror Starts at a Fatal Turn

Luke walked straight into the living room with a gun. Although the leader of the Death Walkers had cooperated with him twice, the two had no friendship. He did not speak. He just held the gun in one hand and pointed it at Selina, as if he could do it at any time. To fulfill the rights granted to you by the Castle Law.

Selina stared into Luke's eyes and said, "I told you, Deathwalker owes you a favor."

She put the gun in her hand on the coffee table, spread her hands flat, showing that she had no ill intentions, and continued: "Emilia attaches great importance to Craven's matter. She doesn't seem to recognize Craven's betrayal, but feels that you Killing Kraven is a challenge to the dignity of the vampires. She ordered the Death Walker to hunt you down, but I refused, but she still has some direct guards. You should be careful recently. It is best to stay at the police station for a few days. Amelia doesn’t dare to have a direct conflict with the authorities.”

After saying that, Selina left a note on the coffee table, "This is my contact information. If you have any trouble that you can't handle, you can call me."

Stand up and turn to leave.

Luke thought to himself, someone spoke to me like that just over an hour ago, and I was bothering him then.

Can your boy make an exception?

He called out to Selena who was about to leave: "Well, actually, I have something I need your help with right now."

Selina had just stood up and was about to walk out. She looked back and stared at Luke. She was surprised by his confession and suddenly smiled, "What's the matter?"

Luke lowered his voice mysteriously and said: "I have a batch of goods on hand, I don't know where to buy them. If you live long enough, see if you can help find a buyer?"

Listening to Luke's sneaky tone, Selina was stunned for a moment, her disgusted expression flashed over, and she said: "I am only responsible for killing people, not doing illegal business."

Luke waved his hands repeatedly, "Hey, where did you think you were going? I have a batch of gems on hand with varying quality. I wanted to ask you if you have any related methods."

Selena's mother tongue was directly translated into speechlessness. You were talking about buying and selling white powder, but you asked me if I wanted to buy gems?

Seeing Luke dig out a small pocket from a hidden cupboard, she rolled her eyes: "Are you short of money?"

Don't you talk nonsense? Who is not short of money?

The smell of poverty emanated strongly from Luke.

He threw the bag of gems towards Selina.

"I don't know much about jewelry. You are well-informed. Can you help me find out how much it's worth?"

Selena opened the bag and took a look inside. Scattered gems of various colors were mixed together inside, some were complete, and some were broken into several pieces.

She took out a checkbook from her pocket, leaned down, and filled in a few numbers.

As she leaned forward, her sexy body lines became more prominent, and her bulging breasts under the black leather jacket seemed to appear in front of her eyes, making it impossible to take her eyes away.

The action of tearing off the check slip neatly exuded a strong smell of wealth.

The two are combined to form a new attractive entry - rich woman!

Luke swallowed. He didn't even have time to appreciate the rich woman's rounded curves. His eyes followed the check slip in front of him, one zero, two zeros, three zeros.

There are six 0s and one 1 in total.

No, no, my thoughts went astray.

A full million.

What kind of god-level rich woman is this?

But as the saying goes, a female college student holds a gold brick. The rich woman in front of her is at least 300 years old, so holding a gold mountain is not too much.

Selina hung the bag of gems on her waist, covered it with a windbreaker, and said to Luke casually: "I don't know the value of gems, but some people in the clan like to collect them. I will go back and help you sell them. The price is too high. If I supply you less than one million, the rest will be used to cover Craven’s employment expenses.”

After saying that, she picked up the pistol on the coffee table, stuck it on her lower back, and turned around neatly and left.

She is beautiful, can make money easily, has no additional requirements, and the most important thing is that she doesn't play with steel wool. She is the perfect rich woman.

After Luke watched the rich woman leave, he took out the check he had just packed and confirmed the amount again. Not to mention the tuition fees, if he was happy once a day, he would be happy for several years.

Luke was in such a good mood that he stopped sleeping and went out for a drive to share his happiness with the black brothers in Mialco District.

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The next day, in the Trevina District, Luke came a little earlier than the agreed time and happened to bump into Amisha who was cleaning up the office.

Amisha motioned to him to find a place to sit, put the documents in her hands together and put them in a filing box. She raised her head and asked, "Why are you here so early?"

Luke sat down on the sofa, leaned back, and lay down unceremoniously as Ge You, "Have you officials not tracked down the traces of werewolves and vampires recently?"

When Amisha heard his question, her heroic eyebrows knitted together, and she said angrily: "Why didn't you check? We are almost in trouble. But there are several congressmen who have been obstructing our actions. One of them said something about werewolves. Your life is also a life, the Lighthouse Country is a tolerant country, and investigating werewolves at will is racial discrimination."

She seemed to imagine that the table in front of her was someone's head, patted it hard, and continued: "Another congressman said that vampires have set up many companies in the lighthouse country, provided a large number of jobs for the country, and paid a large amount of taxes. , are good entrepreneurs of the people, we must protect them, do not arrest those who can, and do not sentence those who can, especially many high-level vampires who also have the title of parliamentarian, making it difficult to arrest them."

At this point, she suddenly lowered her voice: "I heard that there is a higher-level force protecting them, and those congressmen are just puppets pushed to the front desk."

Seeing that it was difficult to push the official force to an end, Luke stopped discussing with Amisha. After all, these werewolves and vampires were both elegant and refined, and he had no fear of fighting head-on.

Even if he was attacked by a sneak attack, now that he has [Spider Sense] + [Transformation], as long as he doesn't fight, he doesn't know how to die.

While they were talking, Dast also knocked on the door and came in. He said with great interest: "When I first came here, I happened to encounter a case of intentional injury being handled outside. It was related to the Candy Man. Do you want to go and take a look?"

The three of them went to the interrogation room together. A white woman who looked like an intellectual was sitting there. Her left eye was swollen, as if she had been severely beaten by someone, and she was identifying the person who hurt her.

There was a row of black people in front of her. One by one, they came forward and repeated in an emotionless tone: "I heard you are looking for the Candy Man, Bitchi."

An idle police officer introduced the situation to them in a low voice: "This lady's name is Helen Neo. She is a folklorist at Angelus University. In the process of researching the legend of the Candy Man, she was attacked by a black man who called himself the Candy Man. "

I don’t know if you can accept this rhythm. Well, I feel that I am quite comfortable writing it anyway. I laid down the foreshadowing and slowly filled in the pits and then led to the subsequent plot. But it's just not as refreshing as downloading a copy.

Um. The mode of placing a single-player dungeon will be available after the big plot ends.

Mix it up.

Then I recommend the book through friendship ~ a masterpiece from a group of friends

Good news: I have traveled through time and come to the Hong Kong variety show world, and it still has a familiar plot and a familiar taste.

Bad news: The original owner is a big fool and a big injustice. In order to be free, he can only be forced to accept the job of "informant", which is a very challenging job.

Even worse news: Why are they different from the ones in the movie? Director, how much of the plot did you cut?