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Chapter 431

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Music was always one of the greatest inventions of mankind. Music with different moods could bring different senses to people. For example, a soothing serenade was suitable for listening at night, while a piano piece always had a trace of romance. As for the famous Symphony of Fate, it was a reflection of mankind's instinctive struggle against fate.

Musicians could play all kinds of musical instruments at their fingertips, but for others, they specialized in only one kind of instrument. At this moment, a passionate cello solo was hovering in the small theater. Sometimes it was intense, sometimes it was low, and the melody was like a song that people who loved music couldn't help but be immersed in it.

Of course, the beauty of the performer couldn't be ignored. Miss Audrey had her own fans before moving to Central City. After being immersed in her current happy life, her pursuit of music became deeper and deeper, almost making people unable to extricate themselves from it.

"Pa pa pa"

At the end of the song, several excited young fans couldn't help but go on stage to give her flowers that they had been holding in their hands since the beginning. Some impatient ones even directly took a big bundle of red roses, their intentions of pursuing her were very obvious, but this was always a scene that the audience liked to see.

"Thank you."

Miss Audrey, who was as elegant as music itself, reached out to accept the fresh blood of the female fans, but smiled and rejected the red roses. She intentionally or unintentionally stretched out her jade-like hand, and on her wine-red ring finger, a unique diamond ring said everything.

"See you next week! Everyone, thank you! "

The lady pulled the corner of her skirt and bowed slightly, turned around and left the stage. The staff around her put away her cello, and even after she left, the applause was still warm.

"Phew …"

Miss Audrey, who had walked off the stage, stood on the side of the road. This top beauty, who was brimming with femininity, looked around like a child, carrying a handbag in her hand and brushing her long hair from time to time. Her watery eyes were full of expectation, as if she was waiting for someone's arrival.

A beauty like this would attract people's attention just by standing there, and some guys who were more romantic or even had some kind of malicious intent would always approach her. After rejecting three people's requests for a date, Miss Audrey thought she could finally have some peace and quiet, but within a few seconds, another guy stood beside her.

"Such a beautiful night, such a beautiful lady."

The guy pretentiously recited a poem that was out of tune. He waved his hand in front of Miss Audrey and a red rose appeared in his hand. Miss Audrey noticed that the hand was unusually pale. She couldn't help but look back at the uninvited guy beside her.

It was a very handsome man who didn't even look human. He was wearing a dark black suit, which didn't look like the current fashion. She couldn't tell his age, as there seemed to be a strange shadow covering his face. However, his slightly dark red eyes and the deep and simple aura he exuded gave this uninvited fellow a special kind of attraction.

Their eyes met, and a strange light flashed through the man's eyes. He looked at the woman in front of him, who was like a top-notch meal, and whispered in a strange voice,

"May I have the honor to invite you to dinner? Such a beautiful lady. "

Miss Audrey couldn't help but take a step back. Under the influence of an invisible force, there was a trace of confusion in her eyes. But the next moment, the ring on her finger flashed, and she immediately regained her consciousness. She took another step back vigilantly, and her left hand reached into her bag, holding something cold.

Miss Audrey's expression became very cold, like an iceberg. She looked at the strange man in front of her and whispered,

"You don't have the honor. Stay away from me!"

"Oh, oh, oh!"

The man heard this merciless rejection, but he didn't act like a gentleman. On the contrary, the smile on his face became dangerous. He took a step forward, and Miss Audrey noticed that the red rose in his hand withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was placed in ten or even a hundred times the flow of time.

"Look what I found? A little girl who can resist the Vision Hypnosis. Are you really going to reject me? "

A sinister expression flashed across the man's pale face. He moved his fingers and whispered, "I usually don't use violence to make my prey yield. That would be too rude. But for a perfect prey like you, I'm willing to be rude for once. Cain above, maybe even the elders will attack you when they see you. My luck is really good."

He stretched out his finger, wanting to touch Miss Audrey's face, but she saw a familiar figure behind him. She immediately let down her guard and smiled. That special charm even made the abnormal creature in front of her feel his heart beat faster … Well, even if this guy didn't have a heartbeat.

"I say, vampire bastard, you'd better retract your claws."

A deep voice sounded behind the obviously abnormal guy. "If you scare my wife, I'll burn down your dirty nest!"

Being called out, the vampire turned around abruptly and saw a man walking out from the darkness with a basket of vegetables in his left hand. He was wearing a black casual suit with a long windbreaker. He had short black hair and wore sunglasses. He looked very kind, but when he walked, the black demon dripping blood on his neck gave him a special sense of deterrence.

When the Vampire saw this figure, it was as though it was frightened. Its figure suddenly disappeared from the spot and transformed into a dozen small bats that danced in the air. They circled around Audrey as though they were going to risk their lives to take her away.

"Stupid!"

The man took off his glasses, revealing a pair of flickering green flames in his eyes. In an instant, the black bats in front of him seemed to have been thrown into an oven. They were fixed in a special dimension and suffered unimaginably terrible burning damage. In just an instant, more than half of these bats were burned. The rest fled in panic and reformed their bodies a few meters away.

But this time, his image was much worse. The clothes on his body had been burned beyond recognition. Most of his body seemed to have been roasted. Only a small part of his left claw was left. The rest of his body had turned into ashes. This villain that existed widely in myths and legends didn't appear voluntarily. He hoped to escape directly.

However, under the gaze of the pair of eyes that were tainted with green flames, its body was forcibly pulled out of its bat form and fixed in place.

"Disgusting existence!"

The man curled his lips in disdain. But in the next moment, Miss Audrey quickly walked to the guy's side like a swallow returning to its nest. She reached out and hugged him.

"Where have you been? Coulson, I thought you weren't coming to pick me up today. "

Phil Coulson, who was acting like a cold-blooded killer, immediately turned into a good family man. He reached out and held his wife's shoulder, shaking the vegetable basket in his hand.

"I went to buy some vegetables. I'll cook tonight."

As they spoke, the couple hugged each other and turned around. They walked towards the red vintage convertible sports car parked on the other side of the road. It was the "Laura" that was loved by both husband and wife. Yes, this couple who couldn't wait to stick to each other for 24 hours would use this method to express their love for something.

Coulson put on his glasses again, started the car, and drove into the sparsely populated road. When he left the theater, he snapped his fingers. The bold vampire who was fixed at the corner of the street, waiting for death, felt a ghastly and terrifying mouth opening behind him. But he could not resist at all and was swallowed in an instant.

Tearing, chewing, the sound of bones being chewed and the faint wail dissipating in the air would make anyone who heard it feel creepy. Of course, no one heard it.

At midnight that night, after his wife went to bed, Coulson slowly walked to the living room of his house in Central City in pajamas. He sat in the dark and sipped his coffee gently. He seemed to have fallen into some deeper thoughts.

His experience in SHIELD occasionally jumped in front of his eyes in the form of fragments, but those memories were so long ago that they seemed to be from his previous life. Everything he had pledged allegiance to and everything he had desperately protected, now it seemed that there was no fluctuation in his heart. Except for the name Phil Coulson, he seemed to have become another person.

He was a mysticism detective in Central City, and he had his own office near the reopened S.T.A.R Laboratory. He had enough manpower to dispatch, and he also had a gentle and lovely woman as his wife. Most importantly, he had the power to protect all of this.

He is quite satisfied with his current life, except for the desire to destroy and kill that sometimes surges in his heart, everything is perfect. He took the last sip of coffee and reached for the communicator on the table. At the moment when he pressed the button, his voice became cold.

"Report the situation!"

"First observation point report: Leader Coulson, we have not found any suspicious targets in the West District, but some bad guys who have been stimulated seem to be planning something."

"Don't worry about them, continue monitoring!"

Coulson said casually as he switched to the second frequency.

"Report the situation!"

"Second observation point report: Boss Coulson, we have once again found the abnormal activities of Vampires in Central City. They seem to have migrated from New York and are currently competing with the local gangs for territory. They seem to be preparing to stay for a long time."

A green light flashed in Coulson's calm eyes, and he whispered:

"Help the gangs! I don't want to see any more traces of Vampires in Central City! Those disgusting things are really disgusting! "

"Yes, sir!"

The third frequency, the fourth frequency. As Coulson collected information one by one, a large network deployed by The Devil Gang in Central City was outlined. If there was a map of Central City, it would be more clear that The Devil Gang's forces had spread throughout every area of Central City.

At the last frequency report, Coulson felt a little tired even though his body was strengthened by magic energy. These complex and tedious information had to be gathered and sorted out. It was too mentally exhausting. If he was not from an orthodox secret service organization, this task alone would have driven him crazy.

"Boss, we have found something!"

"Hmm?"

Coulson's eyes suddenly widened. He grabbed the communicator and said: "Report!"

"We have found traces of human activity in a dilapidated farm on the outskirts of Central City. There are some cloth fragments among them. After testing, it should be the remains of the hospital gown that Boss Kevin was wearing when he disappeared! We are now guarding the farm and waiting for the next order! "

"Stay where you are! I'll send someone over immediately! "

After Coulson finished speaking, he transferred the four observation teams nearby to the outskirts. He hesitated for a moment, took out another mobile phone, and dialed. In the middle of the night, a phone call woke Saber, who was far away in New York, from his light sleep.

"What's the matter? Coulson … Any news? "

"Yes … Although we can't be sure if it's accurate, at least we can be sure that your brother Kevin is here!"

Coulson pondered for a moment and said in a heavier tone, "And he seems to have become one of those superhumans."

"Good! I'll meet you in Central City tomorrow morning! "

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