Of course, Luke knew about vampire slaves. Last time, he had shot a fashion designer in a nightclub in Coventry, London, while shouting "No Racial Discrimination."
That guy had been providing prey for the vampires for a long time as a "middleman." He was probably one of them.
Luke thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Can you take me to take a look?"
The Daywalker was stunned. "Take a look?"
Luke said, "They pissed me off."
The Daywalker immediately understood that he was going to look for trouble with the vampires.
But after a moment's hesitation, he shook his head and refused. "I have my own plans. You can look for trouble with them yourself."
Luke wasn't surprised.
It wasn't that easy to become a teammate of a Daywalker.
His lifestyle made it hard for him to trust others.
Even Luke had only lowered his guard against others after he had Mental Communication and pheromone control.
Selina, on the other hand, had only gained his absolute trust after spending more than a year with her.
Thinking for a moment, he said, "Then can you tell me how to find these guys? They seem to be hiding very well. "
The Daywalker didn't hesitate this time, and immediately told him a lot of tricks.
But Luke knew that they were all supplementary methods, and definitely not for the Daywalker himself.
These methods weren't useless, but they were very inefficient.
If the Daywalker relied on these methods to track down the vampires, he wouldn't be able to kill as many vampires as they grew.
At most, he would be helping the vampires eliminate some old and weak people.
However, Luke wasn't angry.
The Daywalker's efficiency was low because the guy didn't have enough resources.
The equipment on the Daywalker wasn't cheap, and a full set cost more than hundreds of thousands of dollars.
But he didn't have any power.
The Daywalker was similar to Luke from a year ago.
With some money, he didn't have to worry about food, clothing, housing, and weapons, but when it came to handling chores, gathering intelligence, and completing some of the work in the early and late stages, he was helpless.
Luke had experienced it firsthand.
This was also one of the reasons why superheroes with money lived more comfortably than ordinary superheroes.
For example, this guy in front of him who was focused on "killing ghosts" didn't understand the power of money.
The Daywalker didn't talk much to begin with, and it was even simpler to get down to business. In less than ten minutes, he finished talking about all the tricks he could.
Luke saluted him with a beer bottle. "Thanks. I'll give you this as a thank you gift." He then tossed over a phone.
The Daywalker caught it.
Luke explained, "There's a special merchant's contact information inside. Just destroy your phone after you memorize it."
The Daywalker didn't care too much. His equipment was specially made for vampires, so there was no need to buy it from strangers.
After all, those "products" shouldn't be sold at retail, and it was undoubtedly better to keep them for profit.
He simply explained, "You still need some auxiliary tools. You can leap over roofs, vault over walls, and even fly, provided that you have enough ability to use them."
The Daywalker was stunned. He looked at the phone suspiciously.
Luke, however, had already stood up and walked out of the warehouse. "I'll have a drink with you when I have the chance. Bye."
The Daywalker frowned and watched him leave.
After a while, he began to pack up the things here and left.
He wasn't used to letting strangers know where he lived, even if it was temporary.
However, remembering what Luke had said before he left, he still turned on the phone and found a document on the desktop. After glancing at it, he took out his own phone to take a picture.
He then took apart the phone that didn't belong to him, broke off the SIM card, and removed the battery.
When he drove past the ditch outside the warehouse, he threw the pile of junk in and quickly left.
Luke had already put aside the Daywalker for the time being.
The vampire nests moved frequently, and it was impossible for the Daywalkers to kill them all.
For now, he still needed to deal with Bullseye.
He hadn't obtained the guy's abilities and experience and credit points yet. That was Luke's first goal tonight.
The car that had picked up Bullseye went to a helipad in downtown Rome. Bullseye got on a helicopter that was waiting there and flew southeast.
The four helicopters that had intercepted Luke and the Daywalkers turned around and flew northeast. They didn't go with Bullseye.
Luke knew very well that the medium-sized drone in the air had been watching Bullseye the whole time.
Even though it was a little far away and it wasn't convenient to control it, the drone's location was still there, and Luke wasn't worried about losing Bullseye.
After he was some distance away from the warehouse, Luke took out the rarely used White Wolf armor, which was also known as the "Angel of Judgment."
As an early experimental White Wolf Armor, even though Luke had modified it a lot later, its performance was indeed outdated.
Luke didn't make a new White Wolf Armor, because the White Wolf Armor was rarely used.
But this was Europe.
The White Wolf had always appeared in Europe, and when he rescued Tony, he had even gone to Afghanistan, which was a country that was connected to both southeast and west Asia.
He had also listed it as one of his main aliases in Eurasia, and it would only appear once in a while to deal with some terrorist activities.
As for whether or not Bullseye would feel wronged by the "Angel of Judgment," that wasn't something Luke needed to consider.
The White Wolf Armor, which had a stealth function, an arc reactor, and a modified automatic armor function, turned into a transparent shadow, rose into the night sky, and went straight to the southeast.
In a manor in the Puglia Mountains in southeastern Italy, Bullseye hung up the phone gloomily.
He had already driven away the doctor. He didn't need the doctor; he needed strength.
For the first time, he felt the pain of not being strong enough.
He hadn't expected the Night Devil to be so strong.
To make matters worse, the guy seemed to have a miraculous prediction ability that could help him avoid danger.
Not only did he dodge Bullseye's attack with ease, but he also dodged the explosion in the end.
For Bullseye, such an enemy was truly a little difficult to deal with.
He couldn't beat him in close combat.
No matter how confident Bullseye was, he wouldn't think that he was stronger than the three monster assassins when they worked together, nor did he have an almost immortal recovery ability.
He couldn't hit him from a distance.
This had already been proven in the battle, and Bullseye was even more certain when the Night Devil dodged the explosion in advance.
So, he decided to accept James Wesley's human modification plan.
He had resisted the plan before because he had never run into an opponent like the Night Devil.
Now, he was willing to give up some things, including his pride and part of his body, just to kill the Night Devil.
But the modification plan couldn't be carried out until tomorrow. James gave him one last night to adjust his mood.
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