Superman of the American Comics

"You must tell the elder!"

Gaitaro, who ran wildly, hit the hard ground.

Fortunately, the floor of the club was not high and didn't fall to death.

Otherwise, the great vampire jumped out of a building and died. This way of death is too funny.

Run!

That's the only idea in gaitaro's head.

He dared not look back and rushed forward desperately.

I'm afraid that the terrible Superman will catch up and blow himself in the head.

"S.h.i.e.l.d. has noticed the blood clan Council and our secret plan."

Gaitaro's obedience to the blood clan elders temporarily overshadowed his fear of Superman.

He knows that if the great plans to revitalize the blood clan are exposed or announced.

The mages of the New York sanctuary will definitely launch a new round of cleansing activities against vampires in the whole North American continent.

Under the cover of the nest, how can there be an egg!

Although gaitaro has never heard of this Oriental saying, he knows a similar truth.

Therefore, he can't betray the family and tell all the secrets.

"Go away!"

Like the players in the Grand Theft Auto, gaitaro staggered into the street, pushed away an unlucky man who got out of the car and kicked him in the other side's chest.

The original elegant aristocratic temperament and pale handsome face became ferocious and ferocious because of the severe pain of the explosion of the right arm.

And the whole body is bloody, like being splashed with a bucket of red paint, which is more difficult to avoid.

"The news must be spread."

Gaitaro sat in the car. He didn't have a key and pulled down two lines of fire.

These days, the technology of starting a car by catching fire is a well-known basic skill.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The white Ford Thunderbird, with a low roar, disappeared in the stunned eyes of the people.

"That's... My car! Asshole!"

Cried the unlucky ghost.

The others watched for a while and then continued the night's Carnival.

"Chief, shall we follow?"

Nick Frey, who walked out of the club, never forgot the escaped vampire.

Those in high positions who committed crimes have been duly punished.

But the blood clan Council behind them escaped successfully and is expected to hide in the dark soon.

"I deliberately released gaitaro. The first thing for the frightened vampire bat must be to return to the nest."

Luke wore that pair of "Clark's glasses" and dressed up as a curly male reporter.

"Those guys are used to hiding in dark corners. If no one leads the way, it's not easy to find them one by one."

He stood in the street like a nobody, looking up at the billboard of the wine club.

A total of six business elites, three members of the White House cabinet and two members of Congress died here tonight, which must cause an uproar in Washington, D.C.

"Agent Frey, you're part of the Divine Shield now."

Luke held his glasses, smiled and asked, "so, tell me, are you loyal to your country or to someone, such as the president?"

"I am loyal to the flag and justice in my heart!"

Frey was stunned. He thought of the ugly authorities in the hall and replied in a firm tone.

"Well, I have other tasks to give you next."

Luke was very pleased to see the young and hot-blooded Nick Frey.

I'm afraid the director of marinated egg would not be so sincere.

"You go to a man named Howard stark and tell him everything that's going on here."

Luke commanded.

The situation has become clear. The president secretly manipulated the blood Parliament and began to absorb political power.

Next, maybe use a fuse to restart the war?

Kang, the conqueror, likes to use such means to drive others with power and interests and fight endlessly for his boring game of ruling the world.

"Howard stark... Okay!"

Freemer wrote it down and then asked, "director, what about you?"

"Me? I'm going to end this simple and difficult game."

Luke smiled faintly.

He was 80% sure that the president was the conqueror, and that bastard Kang was pretending to be.

Otherwise, how could the blood parliament penetrate into the elite circle in Washington, D.C. so quickly.

"I'd like to know how that guy cheated vampires."

Luke's mouth rose, and his tall figure rose up and rushed into the night sky.

With his appearance, if he wears Superman combat clothes, he can really play a small reporter in metropolis.

……

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"I have urgent news to tell the elders of Parliament!"

Gaitaro, who broke his right arm, went all the way to a villa in the suburbs.

Generally speaking, vampires don't like living in the city center.

For them, the environment is too noisy and not quiet enough.

"It's gaetaro... Look at him."

The white Ford Thunderbird rushed into the open door and stopped in the courtyard.

Brake quickly to make the tire in close contact with the ground, and the harsh sound reverberates.

"It seems that he is frightened. Poor gaitaro!"

There were endless voices of discussion. Because gaitaro caught up with the line of important officials in the White House, he was deeply valued by the blood Parliament.

The elder praised him many times and thought he was a descendant worthy of cultivation.

Maybe he can become one of the elders after waiting for decades.

The rapid rise to the top in the past will inevitably attract a lot of people's jealousy and dissatisfaction.

There are so many seats in Parliament. If someone takes one, someone loses the opportunity.

"I need to see the elder!"

Gataro, who attracted onlookers, pushed open the door and broke into the hall where the banquet was being held, regardless of other people's strange eyes.

"Which elder?"

Asked the vampire guarding the door.

"All the elders!"

Gaitaro said angrily, "I want to hold a blood clan meeting and call the elders in Washington!"

"It's against the rules, gaitaro, you have no right..."

"Shut up! Do what I say!"

Gaitaro suddenly pressed the vampire against the wall, stared at each other with fierce eyes, and said word by word: "I need the elder to know that their plan has been exposed, and all this must be stopped immediately!"

Before long, four elders in charge of Washington, D.C., appeared in the villa together.

"Gaitaro, what can't you say on the phone?"

The chief elder, with blond hair, is about the same age as a 30-year-old middle-aged man.

"This is for prudence."

Gaitaro's right arm was treated and bandaged.

"As far as I know, Skynet almost monopolizes the business of communication operators and mobile phone sales on the east coast, and the driver behind it is likely to be Luke Carville, the Superman lieutenant general."

"If you say it on the phone, it is likely to be monitored."

"Elders, I want to inform you that the Divine Shield bureau may have noticed the trend of the blood clan Council."

"The White House chief of staff, John Stillman, has become a breakthrough."

"The terrible Superman lieutenant general broke into Stillman's wine club and killed him forty minutes ago."

“……”

The four elders who came to the conference room frowned tightly.

The Superman lieutenant general has been very popular recently. It is said that he has turned the vampire family in Paris upside down.

Even the patron of those "bastards", the ancestor Alexander covinus, failed to stop them.

"Is he against a vampire?"

A charming female elder scolded angrily.

Just finished the vampires in Europe, but also on the North American continent, do not have to rest?

"Maybe our movement was a little big, which attracted the attention of the Divine Shield Bureau."

Another elder said in a deep voice.

"The one in the White House has long reminded us that too obvious actions will make the s.h.i.e.l.d. vigilant."

Gaitaro listened silently. He was not qualified to speak.

As Lieutenant General Superman guessed, the change of blood clan parliament began not long ago.

The conservative elders changed their timid style and infiltrated Congress and the White House on a large scale.

As if not worried at all, it attracted disgust and warning from the sanctuary in New York.

"Archduke Dracula has disappeared for a long time. The blood clan needs a true ancestor god!"

The blonde elder's eyes twinkled. The reason why he agreed to cooperate with the White House was that the other party held the original blood essence of the true God of the blood clan.

If so, hold a ceremony.

It can make the strength of an elder vampire soar and become the ancestor of Archduke Dracula.

Be the ancestor!

This is the temptation that every vampire can't refuse!

"What should we do now?"

Asked the female elder.

"Can we make peace with him? The Superman lieutenant general is in a high position and should understand the rules of the political game."

"If we give up some interests, such as allowing him to join the cooperative alliance, we may be able to get through the crisis."

Blonde hair, long face and hesitation sound really good, but who knows if the other party will agree.

That's Superman!

How can a righteous war hero and selfless lighthouse talk about trade with vampires?