Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Wesley started the car and followed the rear of the motorcycle.

While turning the steering wheel, he asked:

"You're not going to explain?"

"Some things are more convincing to see with your eyes than to say them with your mouth."

David replied lightly.

"You mean, even if you tell me, I won't believe it?"

Wesley reacted, and it was rare to hear the meaning behind the words. He thought for a while and said, "Then you have to tell me, is your name Tim or David?"

David laughed: "Of course it's David, Tim is just a pseudonym."

"Pseudonym? You have another false identity?"

Since Wesley knew David, the latter was like peeling an onion, and a new identity would emerge from time to time.

From fraternity killers, to collaborators of the East Coast underground leader Pushkin, to the younger brother of the New York underground emperor Jin Bin, to Dr. Vampire of the Horizon Laboratory, to Michael Morbias' assistant...

There seems to be an infinite mystery hidden in David.

"Don't tell me you have many other names besides Tim?"

Wesley is very suspicious that the name Tim is by no means the last fake name of David to be exposed.

"That's not good."

David replied with a smile.

He really can't tell what other names he has, who can guess the randomness of the system?

Wesley thought that David didn't want to talk, and was too lazy to ask more questions, so he just snorted and drove silently.

Follow the motorcycle out of Manhattan to a slaughterhouse in Brooklyn.

The environment here is quite depressing.

But there are many young people who come and go.

David noticed that most of these young people had tattoos of special symbols on the back of their necks, which meant that these people, without exception, were minions of vampires.

Wesley beside him was quite surprised, his eyes lingered on these generally good-looking young people, and then looked at the slaughterhouse in front of him.

Those who led the way were gesturing for him and David to go in.

"I've never been here before."

He didn't worry about his own safety at all, and walked into the slaughterhouse with great interest.

The first thing that catches the eye is the rows of dead pigs that have been stripped of their bones hanging on the production line under the pale light.

They stared at a pair of big eyes, their eyes were dull, looking at the guests coming and going, the picture was gloomy.

During these days, Wesley, who was known as a well-informed man, couldn't help but feel a little horrified when he saw this.

"This is where?"

Wesley asked in a low voice: "Don't tell me, this is just an ordinary slaughterhouse?"

"It's a ballroom."

David replied, "A ballroom that only accepts special guests."

"Special guest?"

Wesley was taken aback.

"Mr. Quinn is waiting for you inside."

At this time, the tone of the person leading the way was cold.

They opened an iron door inside the slaughterhouse, took off their helmets, and signaled to the big-waisted security guard standing at the door.

David and Wesley enter the ballroom.

Dim lights, deafening music, and a not too spacious environment, the dense crowd is like piled bricks, rubbing shoulders, full of young bodies shaking, their eyes are blurred, their faces are slightly drunk, and they are dreaming.

Wesley's eyes straightened instantly.

But at the same time, he noticed that after he entered the ballroom, most people immediately cast their eyes on himself and David.

When they saw David, there was a hint of mockery on their faces, but when their eyes fell on themselves, they turned into a hint of mockery.

It's like the owner is teasing the pet.

This made Wesley extremely uncomfortable, and he felt more and more that there was a great secret in this ballroom located in the slaughterhouse.

"This way."

David greeted Wesley, and entering the ballroom was like going home.

Based on the memory instilled by the system, he is very familiar with this place.

The ballroom is where vampires gather.

As the property of Dickon Frost, I often go in and out of it under the pseudonym Tim.

The man who found him today and wanted to see him, Quinn, is Dickon Frost's confidant and the person in charge of the ballroom, responsible for management, operation and security.

The most important of these is security.

The vampires are not monolithic, and Frost is just one of the faction leaders, who will be hit all the time.

For example, those pure-blood vampires who are opposed to Frost.

On the one hand, pure-blooded vampires look down on late transformation and are regarded as "hybrid" vampires;

On the other hand, pure blood vampires stick to the tradition of thousands of years, choose to hide among human beings, be cautious in words and deeds, never gather in crowds, and refuse all activities that attract the attention of others.

The confrontation between them and Frost has changed from dark to bright.

Even the "Sunwalker" who slaughtered vampires was the result of the deliberate indulgence of pure blood vampires.

After all, pure-blooded vampires have always "kept their own way."

Only radical vampires would recklessly suck the blood of living people like a crime, and gather in the same place.

Those who died at the hands of the "Sunwalker" were all bastard-like radical vampires transformed in the later stage. They did not pose the slightest threat to the conservative pure-bloods, so naturally there was no need to intervene.

Wesley didn't know, but just a few steps away, so many thoughts flashed through David's mind.

He followed David to a luxurious box inside the ballroom.

Several men are tenderly hugging a beautiful woman.

Seeing David coming, the leader, a slightly bald man, paused, pushed the woman away, and let her fall heavily from the sofa.

He stared fiercely, over Wesley, and fell squarely on David.

"Tim, we've been looking for you for a long time."

Kun En's tone was not kind, and his eyes were full of aggression, giving people a strong sense of oppression, as if he was about to violently hurt someone in the next moment.

David didn't change his face.

Wesley frowned slightly, with a hint of judgment in his eyes.

After waking up today after being injected with the Extremis virus, he found that his body had changed a lot.

Needless to say more about combat power.

The most critical point is that his perception ability has become beyond ordinary people.

Among the people he met today, only David could make him feel a great threat, as if there was an extremely terrifying power in David's body, which could erupt at any time.

Wesley knew David very well.

He knew that this represented David's bat ability after being injected with bat serum to cure his blood disease.

But besides David, at this moment, the man named Quinn in front of him actually made Wesley feel a little threatened and smell a little bit of danger.

Although not strong, it must be admitted.

This man named Quinn is not an ordinary character.

"Your recent behavior has irritated Mr. Frost."

Quinn said coldly: "You know what? The worst thing Mr. Frost can tolerate is betrayal!"

"I do not know."

David replied lightly, denying Quinn's question, making people speechless.

"I disappeared for a few days, but my temper has changed a lot. You didn't dare to talk to me like that before."

Kunn glanced at David, as if thinking about where the latter came from.

Then eyes finally fell on Wesley.

"This is your bodyguard?"

He vaguely smelled something abnormal from Wesley.

"Do you think finding a bodyguard can protect you?"

"too naive!"

"If you can find Sunwalker, I can somewhat change my opinion of you!"

Quinn was too lazy to think about it, so he smiled contemptuously, and snorted, "Tell me, where have you been and what have you done these days when you disappeared? Did you betray us?"

As he spoke, he waved his hands to the people behind him.

In the luxurious box, the few remaining men stood in every corner instantly, surrounding Wesley and David.

The women looked at the scene in front of them with great interest, without any panic, as if they were used to it.

Facing the threat, Wesley still didn't change his face, but the curiosity deep in his eyes grew stronger.

He found that these people in front of him knew nothing about David.

Since such an unknown dance hall is running in a slaughterhouse in Brooklyn, it must not be a serious force.

But it is such a force that knows nothing about David's existence.

Is this David hiding too well, or are these people just too stupid?

But David looked at Quen in front of him with great interest.

To be honest, although he had a lot of contact with these vampires in his memory, in reality, this was the first time he met them.

"Wesley, aren't you curious, why are they looking for me?"

Then, he said to Wesley beside him, "Kill them, and I'll tell you."

"Why do we have to wait until we kill them?"

Wesley was helpless: "Since when did you become so fond of hanging people's appetites?"

"I said, seeing is believing."

David said, "You get into a fight with them and you know everything."

"Break the bones of these two people, don't kill them immediately."

When Quinn heard the conversation between the two, his eyes became colder and he ordered: "Take them to the Edgewood Building. Mr. Frost likes to drink fresh human blood."

"clear."

As soon as these words came out, malice hit like a tide.

However, it was not David and Wesley who felt the malice, but the people in the luxurious box in front of them, including Kunn.

Even curled up on the sofa, looking at the scene in front of him with relish, the woman in sexy clothes immediately changed color.

They all sensed that there was an unprecedented threat coming.

He raised his head in an instant, fixed his eyes, and stared at the two people in front of him.

This threat...

It suddenly came from, next to David, that muscular man.

"Go!"

Kunn felt bad, he didn't intend to make a move, he stepped on his foot, and flew out suddenly.