The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"Tony, where are you going?"

Obadiah, who had a bald head, stopped Tony who was about to go out, with a strange look in his eyes.

He got the news yesterday about Tony's hurried departure.

The matter there involved SHIELD, so he naturally had no way of knowing the truth.

After a night of fruitless investigation, he showed up at Tony's house early in the morning.

The smart butler will not keep him out.

"I just went out to relax. I think there is no occasion that requires my attendance today."

Tony grabbed a coat and put it on, greeting the other party in a normal way.

Just his slightly depressed tone still showed that he was different from usual.

"You didn't come here early in the morning just to ask me where I was going, right? That's not like you."

"You always have your own way, and I'm almost used to it. As an elder, is it strange that I care more about you? You left the company in a hurry yesterday."

Obadiah made a helpless gesture, then turned around and took down the wine from the cabinet.

Obadiah just thought that Tony had discovered some information that was not good for him, so he turned around to avoid exposing more flaws.

"There are just some things that need to be dealt with temporarily. Dear Uncle Obadiah, you don't have to worry."

Tony showed his face as a playboy and treated the person in front of him perfunctorily.

The matter was related to his family affairs, and there were some experiences that were not suitable to be told to others, so Tony chose to hide it out of concern.

It's just that this kind of behavior will not gain Obadiah's trust and understanding. On the contrary, it will further deepen Obadiah's suspicion.

After all, this sentence sounded like it was knocking him.

"Well, you are an adult already. As long as you can ensure safety, it's not worth worrying about."

Obadiah lowered his head and drank wine, just to hide his flashing eyes.

"Then I'll go first. Jarvis greets my uncle for me."

"As you wish."

Tony briefly explained to his smart butler and left home directly.

Obadiah left shortly after.

No matter how much he hated Tony Stark, he would never be stupid enough to speak his mind in front of the smart butler.

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"Nick, you have to know that the power controlled by Hydra may be beyond your imagination."

Blade Warrior was half lying on a bed like an operating table and said coldly.

"I have been mentally prepared for this for a long time."

Nick Fury sat opposite the blade, his one eye flashing.

After waiting in the blacksmith shop for a while, Nick Fury left the place under the strange eyes of the killer monkey.

Just when he was testing the monitoring equipment, he heard a sharp "squeaking" sound, and then the monitoring equipment was turned into pieces and given to the Killer Monkey Smithy.

He happened to catch up with Blade Warrior's awakening and appeared in this safe house.

"I think you should just state the conclusion of your investigation directly. That way you can have more time to recuperate."

Blade rested his head on the pillow, a little weakly: "There are some acquired products among vampires, and all signs indicate that they are inextricably related to Hydra.

The characteristics of these guys are obvious. They do not have the ability to recover, but their physical fitness may be stronger than Steve. The injuries on my body are basically caused by that vampire.

The most terrifying thing is that that kind of vampire should have been mass-produced."

After hearing Blade's explanation, Nick Fury said nothing and just looked at Blade steadily.

"Well, I also met a priest who was nailed to the ground with a bayonet without the ability to fight back. Obviously he is the kind of clergy with real skills." (The gun sword is the bayonet)

Dao Feng added casually, most of the time he was unwilling to mention the reason for his injuries.

"Then where do you think he is a priest?"

Nick Fury's voice always sounded awkward. Since the establishment of the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation and Defense, these matters have been placed under their management.

But now Nick Fury doesn't plan to go looking for those mysterious guys. After all, Hellboy has just expressed his dissatisfaction with him, and the amphibious man Abel is still undergoing treatment.

There seems to be no other power in that BPRD.

"The Vatican? Or St. Paul's Cathedral? How do I know such a thing? You expect me to go to a church to pray and then meet a priest who just puts me on the ground without asking a word?"

The fierce tone of the blade made his wound begin to bleed again. The wound stabbed by the power of the holy light was not easy to heal.

"Do you have any contact information for civilian experts in this field?"

Nick Fury stood up and took out the refrigerated blood bag from the freezer and hung it next to Blade's hospital bed.

"Inject it or drink it, it's up to you."

Nick Fury conveniently placed the needle next to Blade's hand.

"Don't you always think that SHIELD knows everything? Now you come to ask me? What do you think I can know?"

Blade grabbed the needle and stabbed it directly into his arm. He never felt that he was a vampire, so he would not choose to drink it this way.

"If you have to tell me, there seems to be a semi-official organization in England that you can contact."

Blade Warrior said with an impatient tone.

"Hellsing? Van Helsing?"

Nick Fury's words were filled with questions, which was met with silence from the Blade warrior.

From Blade's point of view, since you, Nick Fury, know this place, you are just entertaining him by asking around.

"I thought the legend of Dracula was just a story."

Nick Fury added.

"Perhaps you have heard of this name, but the Dracula killed by Van Helsing is not the same as the one in the story. The Dracula from whom we vampires originated just borrowed that name."

Blade's patience is running out.

Dracula seems a bit weird as a super villain.

It has countless weaknesses, but it also has the immortality that even death can do nothing about.

It's just that Dracula is just Dracula.

His existence is somewhat similar to that of Skeleton King Leoric. An immortal existence naturally has no beginning and end.

"Sounds like a person you can rely on."

When Nick Fury said this, his eyes were fixed on the blade, as if he wanted to see something from the blade warrior's face.

"Put away your useless temptations. I hate your fucking way of speaking the most."

Blade pulled the quilt on one side and covered his head. It was really annoying to talk to this guy Nick Fury.

No matter what it was, he had to test it for a long time.

Is the existence of the Helsing family a secret?

Nick Fury's pretense of ignorance made him feel sick.