Those Years when Marvel was a Superhero

"Did you really decide to do this? Deakin?" Deakin Firth's confidante, Quinn was standing in Deakin's office and asked Deakin in an uneasy tone.

"Yes, Quinn, it will take another week for food from the Middle East to arrive in the United States. But today is already a holiday, and Lanka ’s farm is destroyed." Dickon sat on his office chair, holding one hand Said with his chin.

"The supply of low-priced plasma in New York City has been cut off for a week. The Presbyterian Church has no intention to use the money to supplement ordinary vampires with insufficient funds."

"Human government's blood bank has raised prices again, because the supply and demand relationship is getting tighter now, and the price of a pack of refrigerated plasma has risen to US $ 235."

"Many people have been hungry for a week. Weak vampires who lack food and are not even opponents of ordinary humans."

"Do you know Quinn, after this Lanka incident, I finally understood what kind of disgusting pure blood the Gao Tiannu are."

"They don't care about mixed-blood vampires like us. Although we are nominally part of an empire, they are always exploited by pure blood."

Diken took a deep breath against the chair.

This is exactly the dilemma he faced, and in this century Deakin has become the leader of mixed-blood vampires. Blood slaves and half-blooded vampires look at him first.

Pure blood has a lot of resources in their hands, and generally mixed blood works for pure blood. Compared to the wealth gathered by pure blood, mixed blood is much worse.

In fact, vampires are considered to be relatively rich, even the more general mixed-race vampires are relatively wealthier than ordinary people.

But do n’t forget, the food price of vampires is very expensive.

Three days of plasma intake is the lowest baseline, otherwise vampires will fall asleep due to lack of energy.

If you want to ensure the vitality of vampires, a unit of plasma per day is necessary.

In this case, if a vampire normally purchases plasma from a human blood bank, the monthly cost will not be less than $ 12,000.

And this is the price before plasma price increase. Because of the destruction of Lanka ’s blood farm, New York City ’s low-priced plasma was instantly out of stock. As a result, many vampires can only purchase high-priced government plasma.

According to the profit-seeking nature of the capital market, the department responsible for selling plasma increased the price of plasma.

For wealthy pure blood, or a mixed-life vampire who has a long life and has accumulated considerable wealth, the cost of more than 10,000 US dollars a month is not large.

But do n’t forget, there are many newly converted vampires in this world, especially the large number of blood slaves under Deakin who have only been converted for ten years.

They do n’t have that much money. Now they only have two roads in front of them. Either they are hungry and watch their own power loss and fall asleep, or they go to attack human beings, which can not only solve the food problem but also get some money.

As Deakin Firth's left and right hand, Quinn is well aware of Deakin's plight now.

No matter which way you choose, there is a huge risk for Dickon, who is the leader of the mixed-blood vampire.

The Presbyterian Church made it clear that the Deca incident was used to control the increasingly influential Deacon, and even took the opportunity to get rid of some mixed-blood vampires.

Don't you understand who is supporting this crumbling empire?

Queen's sharp claws penetrated his palms, making him bloody, but he didn't feel any pain. Because of his inner pain.

"This decaying system needs to be reformed." Deacon stood up, looking out over the city lights. "Change requires bloodshed and sacrifice, and someone needs to die for a glorious cause."

"What you said to Dickon, we should not be silent. I really hope I can see you succeed one day. The new century of vampires." Quinn said with a smile. "Maybe I should leave my brother."

"Goodbye my brother." Deacon murmured as he looked at Quinn, who had left the office and was away.

It wasn't until Quinn walked away that Deacon slammed the desk with a fist and punched the solid oak desk directly into two sections.

"Director, I don't think it's a good idea for us to transfer this thing out." Agent Hill is standing in the underground garage of the S.H.I.E.L.D. building on the outskirts of New York, talking to Nick Fury who is standing beside her.

"Especially those who are not ours to escort." Looking at the SWAT member wearing a secret service, Hill lowered his voice and said in Nick's ear.

"Agent Hill, this is the decision of the Anqun Council. They think it is safer for them to keep." Nick watched as two SHIELD agents carried a password box and loaded SWAT's special vehicle.

Then strode out of the underground garage.

"Do you really think SWAT can complete this mission?" Agent Hill asked beside Nick Fury.

"Maybe, anyway, this matter doesn't belong to us anymore." Nick Fury said lukewarmly.

"When did you become so indifferent to these things?" Hill said with some doubt.

"When you don't need to care." Nick's mouth showed a smile of unknown meaning.

In the night, a 1975 classic Ford GT Mustang wandering the streets of New York, driving a blade warrior, he is patrolling the streets of New York.

As a warrior who has been dealing with vampires for many years, he knows exactly what day it is today.

Every year, there will always be some troubles, but the previous troubles are just small troubles, and they have not caused any huge conflicts.

But after coming to New York, especially after watching the video of the Night Walker Alliance website, the Blade Warrior smelled an unusually dangerous smell.

This unusual feeling made him nervous. "Whist, did you find anything?" He picked up the intercom in the car and contacted his partner.

"Not yet. Blade may need you to turn around. New York is quiet like a clear water tank without fish today." Whist told the blade through the intercom that there are no special circumstances.

The blade touched her short hair and neck with some doubt.

The same doubt happened to Li Jie and other four people. ..... "" Someone in the Thirteenth Street complained about making noise next door, and the policeman patrolling nearby ... "

Li Jie and others listened to the police and government radio stations with headphones, but found nothing. No suspicious alarm can be related to the vampire attack.

"Spider-Man, did you find anything?" Li Jie said to Peter through the headset.

"No, if I just caught two little thieves who stole cars on the roadside." Peter's voice also revealed an incredible feeling. "Did the vampires have a holiday today? Or did they find a place to hide for dinner?"

"Don't let your guard down, the calmer the water, the darker the underground current will be." Frank's voice inserted into the conversation.

"I think we should probably expand the patrol circle. This quietness makes me feel very bad." Dad Damon's tone was a bit worried.

What tricks are these vampires playing? Li Jie felt a real headache.

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