Thor got rid of some of the gloominess and lack of confidence after losing his hammer. He stood up and looked at the fragments of Miunil Miunil on the ground. Seeing this, Natasha put them away and said, "Give me these fragments! I'll get the Revolutionary Alliance to recast it for you … After all, you still lack a suitable weapon. "
"I can get the dwarves to recast a weapon for me," said Thor.
Natasha smiled and said, "The craftsmanship of the Revolutionary Alliance isn't bad … You can't go back to Asgard yet. If Odin thinks you need a weapon, he will throw it in front of you. If he thinks you need to get rid of your dependence on weapons and rebuild your confidence, then … you won't get it even if you go! "
Thor thought about it and realized that it was true.
He knew how disappointed his father would be if he lost Miunil Moore. Thinking of this, he didn't dare to go back to see Odin.
… …
In an underground bar in Los Angeles, psychedelic lights flickered, and intense rhythmic electronic music surged. In this underground bar located in a hidden corner of the night market in Chinatown, there were drugs, liquor, and an extravagant atmosphere. There were urban men and women in revealing clothes, as well as an underground rock band with extraordinary skills.
Underground bars used to be everywhere in the United States, but after the Cataclysm in New York, government regulation became stricter. Young men and women who grew up in this decadent era had nowhere to vent their inner confusion. Underground bars that were more hidden, more secure, and more powerful became places for them to express their unbridled youth.
The men and women on the dance floor screamed one after another … Several tattooed men in black clothes who were watching the crowd from a hidden corner were watching everyone vigilantly. The women on the dance floor were dancing wildly on drugs, the men and women who were in close contact with each other, and sometimes these people would even greedily glare at the naked bodies with beautiful figures, but they would at most take a few glances before moving their eyes away vigilantly and looking at other places. Such quality was comparable to the elite agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
A black man wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses attracted their attention. Whether it was his behavior or attire, his temperament was different from the chaotic atmosphere here.
Several men in black bowed their heads and said a few words into their headphones … Immediately, someone pushed aside the revelers who were blocking the way and came to the black man. They put their hands on the man's chest and whispered, "Come with us!"
It was difficult to understand the voice in the loud music, but they didn't seem to care whether the man heard it or not. They grabbed him and brought him out.
They shuttled through the narrow and hidden passageways and came to an office. They brought him in, but surprisingly, other than the boss who was sitting on the chair without saying anything, there were two other people in the office. One of them was wearing a suit, had long blond hair, and looked like the male lead of the old movie "Breaking Point". He was sitting on the desk in front of the boss, facing the boss.
The other man was a red-haired woman with a hot and alluring figure, standing elegantly with her back to them.
The four men in black who were escorting the black man into the room immediately went on alert. They reached into their chests to grab the guns in their holsters, but the red-haired woman simply smiled at them. Her body bounced up like a flexible rubber rod, and her hair left a trail of red afterimages in the air. A pair of astonishingly tactile thighs clamped around the neck of one of the men in black, and her other hand pressed against the head of another man in black.
The men in black erupted with astonishing strength and speed, but it was useless in front of Natasha … Natasha broke the neck of one of the men, then used her bare hands to break the necks of the other two … Finally, with a flick of her leg, a long and slender leg stabbed into the heart of the last man in black.
The black man who was brought in was sure that this kick to the heart had definitely shattered the poor fellow's heart into at least six pieces.
Natasha straightened her back and stood up. The four men in black who had fallen to the ground were surprisingly still showing signs of life, and were even recovering.
The three whose necks had been broken even showed signs of recovery when they turned their heads.
Natasha took out a makeup box. She opened the makeup box, and the small makeup mirror inside emitted a bluish-purple high-power searchlight beam. The four men in black on the ground trembled violently in the light, their skin covered in dense blisters. They opened their mouths wide and wailed silently. Natasha calmly looked at her watch to calculate the time.
Fifty seconds later, these people turned into a pool of ashes.
Another ten seconds later, the boss, who had been pressed into a chair by Thor and had all his bones broken, also trembled and turned into flying ash. Natasha closed the makeup box and looked at her watch. "One minute … He's already an expert among vampires, but he can only last one minute under extreme ultraviolet light."
Thor said, "Just don't get skin cancer from the sun!"
Natasha smiled. "This is weapon-grade ultraviolet light … a weapon specially designed for them. The penetrative effect is very strong, and even if it shines on the human body for a long time, it's only equivalent to weak sunlight … The biggest side effect is probably tanning! In fact, it's specially modulated according to the spectrum. For humans, it's harmless and even beneficial for sunbathing, but for these dirty beasts, it's a deadly weapon. "
The black man found a chair and sat down. "It seems … you came here specially to find me."
"And to do some experiments!" Natasha said. "Daywalker, Blade, a warrior who's hard to say whether he's human or vampire. When he was a fetus, he was infected by a vampire and mutated. You don't think of yourself as a vampire, but you don't seem to identify with humans either …"
"Compared to those vampires … some humans aren't much better!" Blade said. "I don't hunt vampires to protect humans … At first, it was just for revenge, but later it became a mission. I make money and live because I don't know anything else except hunting vampires … So, I'm just a bounty hunter, not a hero. "
"We're here to ask you for a favor!" Natasha said frankly.
Blade lowered his head and took a cigarette. "I'm not a mercenary … I'm a bounty hunter. You pay the bounty, and if I bring its head, you pay. If I don't bring it … it means I'm not doing this business. There's no promise, only money, and goods. "
"We're not here to ask you to kill vampires!" Natasha said. "We're here to ask you to do an assessment …"
Blade was slightly stunned. He said, "Assessment, no one has ever asked me to do that … I've already said, I only know how to hunt those monsters."
"You're the human who has had the most contact with the vampires. You understand them, hunt them, investigate them. You're the first to notice their every move and every conspiracy … Have there been any unusual movements from the vampires recently?" Natasha projected a bank account, one that Blade was very familiar with.
"Ten thousand dollars for one question!"
Blade smiled. "Frankly … I like the cleanliness of your S.H.I.E.L.D. By the way, didn't you defect to the Soviet Union? And this alien prince. Even the Avengers are doing this kind of work? " Thor tilted his head and observed quietly, not responding to Blade's words. As an Asgardian prince who considered himself a god, he looked down on these vampires, or rather … the pride of the Asgardians made him disdain to answer Blade's words.
Blade took a puff of his cigarette and slowly exhaled. "They've been doing something big recently. A few families are getting restless. I've found out that they've mobilized a lot of weapons and are wantonly developing their descendants. It's been a long time since they've developed their descendants on such a large scale.
"I'm here to investigate today … I don't need ten thousand dollars for one question! Give me one and a half million, and I'll tell you everything! "
Natasha's eyes moved as she looked at the projected account. Instantly, the number changed.
Blade had no doubt and smiled. "Two million … that's generous!"
"They're going to make a big news. Many new vampires have been transferred to Africa. Their funds, including the upper echelons they control, are putting pressure on S.H.I.E.L.D. to support a new country called Wakanda. Those old guys think that after the New York incident, the pressure from humans is increasing, and the living space of the vampires is being squeezed.
"The law enforcement agencies are becoming less afraid of hunting down the lower echelons who don't follow the rules. They want to show off their strength and restore the balance. In short, it's to intimidate the upper echelons of the human race and give them enough living space. "
"Including blood farms and human trafficking, right?" Natasha asked.
"They've become — Foragers!" Blade said.
"Now, let's get down to business," Natasha replied. "This question is worth five million, and we hope that you can give us a truthful and detailed answer from your point of view. First, we need you to provide a racial assessment of the vampires. Do they have humanity? What is their level of civilization? Their relationship with humans.
"Most importantly … are they willing to coexist peacefully with humans and accept the punishment of human law, including settling old scores. Is there a possibility for humans and vampires to coexist peacefully? "
Blade took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a ring of smoke. "Every vampire is guilty of the most heinous crimes. They are a type of monster, not a race. They may look elegant, but their desire for blood has warped their humanity when they were alive … a group of inhumane beasts who feed on humans, they will not hesitate to bite open the neck of the most innocent child and suck them dry. They despise humans … the only reason they know their place is because they fear the power of humans, and not because they want peace. "
"Yes, the vampires are divided into two factions, the demon faction and the secret faction. However, the only difference between them is that the secret faction wishes to enjoy a life of hunting and preying in secret, carrying out their evil deeds. The demon faction wishes to establish a terrifying order led by the vampires, to create a world where humans are bred. "
"One of them chooses to live as a parasite among humans, and the other chooses to replace humans as the master."
"Can humans and vampires coexist … of course, as long as you can watch innocent people being harmed and watch the hidden crimes of the vampires. They are willing to compromise and hide. But to make the vampires give up, hunt humans, and even pay the price for their crimes — that is impossible! "
"… In summary, after understanding the state of civilization and racial characteristics of the vampires, the Holy Shield has suggested to carry out genocide measures against them. They no longer have the conditions for civilized coexistence …" Natasha returned to the floating pyramid base and began to write the relevant report for the Revolutionary Alliance.
"The report will be submitted to the Abnormal Biological Hazard and Control Committee for review …"
Two days later, the review results were sent to the headquarters of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, and the headquarters forwarded it to the Eastern Base. Natasha once again came to the Circle Base and stood in front of the Armillary Sphere.
The researcher glanced at the report, which read: "… The committee's opinion is that vampires do not exist in civilization, nor are they a hostile race, but a biological disaster mechanism in human society. They should be artificially corrected and interfered with. Genocide plan — approved! "
The Armillary Sphere slowly turned, and the researcher said: "This time, we will interfere with the physical characteristics of ultraviolet light. Ether will darken part of the ultraviolet spectrum of sunlight shot toward the earth. Ultraviolet light will be able to penetrate buildings, rocks, magma, and most material elements without loss. Only carbon will be interfered with by ultraviolet light."
"That is to say, the part of ultraviolet light in sunlight will be like neutron radiation, passing through inorganic materials such as facilities and buildings, and only causing damage to organic matter. But the modulated ultraviolet light is not lethal to humans and plants, or in other words, it is a quasi-weapon against vampires. "
"For other carbon-based creatures on Earth, this is only equivalent to two days of extra sunlight. There will be no harm, maybe their skin will turn a little darker, but for vampires … it is like two days of soaking in strong acid."
"Will the Revolutionary Alliance darken ultraviolet radiation on Earth for two days?" Natasha asked.
"Yes!" The researcher replied: "Within two days, every corner of the earth will be exposed to ultraviolet radiation, even in buildings and buried underground. We will do a comprehensive ultraviolet sterilization of the earth … "
"Will it affect the microbial population?" Natasha asked cautiously.
"We have evaluated … the microbial population is very adaptable. Although the absolute number of some bacteria will be reduced, it will only be a small impact. After seven days, it will return to normal."
"Since there is no negative impact …" Natasha said: "Then let's begin!"
… …
Today … the vampire population around the world was peacefully spending another day. As a long-lived species, they were comfortable, superior, and did not care about this little bit of time … until the Revolutionary Alliance adjusted the light on Earth … they turned on the ultraviolet sterilization light on Earth.
Stave, the actual controller of the Stave Consortium in the United States, was an old, white, bald, and fat man who was in charge of the upper class. He looked like a man in his fifties, but his social security records showed that he was in his seventies. However, his real age was already 365 years old. As a high-level vampire, he could wake up in the morning and bask in the sun in a special glass shed that could filter ultraviolet and harmful rays. Then, he would pick up a glass of the blood of a 1982 beauty, which tasted like mellow red wine.
For breakfast, Stave only tasted virgins born in 1982. This was because in that year, the astronomical phenomenon of the Nine Stars Alignment had occurred. The nine planets of the Solar System had vaguely connected into a line, causing the Moon's Magic Tide. Girls born in that year had the best blood quality. Unfortunately, they were almost forty years old now, and their quality had long begun to decline. It had been fifteen years since their best taste period had passed.
Only a nostalgic vampire like Stave would be so obsessed with this year … This was also a way for him to show off his status. A 1982 virgin … She had maintained her chastity for forty years … Among the vampires, only the most powerful existences had such financial and material resources. The lowly vampires are used to drinking the poisoned blood of promiscuous streetwalkers. Only a successful vampire like Stave deserved to drink the blood of 1982 virgins every day.
He quietly admired the beautiful arterial blood color of the cultivated virgins, gently swirling the glass. The blood in the glass hung on the wall of the glass and slowly flowed down, showing off the excellent quality.
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