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The Washington metropolitan area is most famous for its various private clubs.
Like some veteran clubs, sea, land, and air clubs, cigar clubs... either under the official name, or under various tall names.
Most of them are used for interpersonal communication in small circles, so the threshold for joining is very high. Unless you have a familiar referrer or submit an application, you will not even be able to enter the main entrance.
In the final analysis, the reason for the popularity of clubs is that the upper echelons of the United States advocate elite culture.
They copied all the private clubs and salons of the nobles in Europe in the seventeenth century.
Through the form of clubs, elites from different circles are brought together.
And with the high-end consumption and lifestyle that only a few people can enjoy, most people are turned away.
For example, golf clubs, sailing clubs and so on.
These have strict requirements on income, occupation and consumption levels.
"Just stop here."
Luke snapped his fingers, and the black car slowly slowed down and stopped in the bustling area.
This is a bar street in the metropolitan area, where there are many jazz groups, and many well-known singers have walked out.
"bar?"
Fury glanced outside, wondering to himself.
The dignified Lieutenant General and Chief Aegis, how could it be possible to come out and visit the bar!
"The nightlife has just begun, presumably it was when they appeared."
Luke's eyes flickered, and he thought silently.
There are several interesting streets in Washington, DC.
For example, Pennsylvania Avenue is a fixed parade location for various civil organizations and trade unions.
If there is a strike or trouble, it will definitely start from this street.
Because Pennsylvania Avenue is an important commuter route, it can lead directly to the White House and the Capitol.
In addition, there is K Street, a famous "lobby street" in later generations.
It gathers a large number of think tanks, public relations companies and international headquarters.
People like the World Bank and the International Monetary Fund have settled here.
If Wall Street in New York is the international financial center, then K Street in Washington, DC is the international political center.
Every presidential election is a multi-party game between the public relations company here and the capital group behind it.
"It's really lively."
Luke got out of the car. This fascinating street was called "U Street".
The most popular bars in the metropolitan area, as well as the most popular bands, are all here.
He glanced over at random and could see a long line.
Basically, they were all dressed up **** girls, as well as young guys wearing colorful wigs that made them look like killing Matt.
"Director Cavill is a music fan in private?"
As the driver, Fury got out of the car consciously.
Generally speaking, he should also act as a bodyguard.
However, considering the strength of the head of the bureau, there is a real danger, and it is not certain who will protect who.
"Don't get me wrong, Agent Fury, where we are going is the club opposite."
Luke deliberately changed into a suit today instead of wearing a military uniform.
Coupled with Nick Fury who haunts at night and is almost invisible, it is a bit like a common combination of young rich and black bodyguards.
"Wine Club?"
Fury glanced at the shiny billboard, which was a goblet outline outlined with colorful lights, and there was a sign saying "No Entry" was placed at the door.
"Fry, I said before, I hope you have strong enough psychological qualities. Because tonight, you will see a...more real world."
Luke fiddled with his hair a few times, made a bunch of **** curls, and then took a pair of glasses from his pocket.
"Clark Kent's Glasses", a reward from the mutant camp mission.
As long as you wear it, you can turn yourself into a sunny and handsome tall reporter image.
It's a disguise weapon!
"Cavil... Chief?"
Fury stared at Luke whose image had changed drastically with a shocked gaze.
The originally slightly stern young face was replaced by a gentle, sunny curly man!
"This is just a trivial camouflage technique."
Fortunately, Luke's voice remained the same, without much change.
"It's almost like a big change!"
This made Ferry, who was frightened, spent a few seconds calming down.
With such superb camouflage technology, he still said "insignificant", and Director Cavill was really humble.
It feels like there is no makeup at all, just putting on the pair of glasses, the appearance and temperament of the whole person are different.
"Go in, Fury."
Luke swaggered in and walked in.
Then, he was stopped without surprise.
"This is a private club and does not entertain any guests other than non-members."
The strong bodyguard stopped the intruder, and his attitude was fairly polite.
It might be seeing Luke's valuable handmade custom suit and the entourage who followed him-those who are more prominent these days, either are liars or rich people.
"I was recommended by Mr. John Stillman."
Luke held the face of the Metropolitan reporter, leaned forward, and said in a low voice.
At the same time, he took out his membership card from his pocket and handed it to the bodyguard.
"Director Cavill really made a thorough preparation."
Ferry breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that after Luke was stopped, he would take off his glasses and forcibly break in.
At that time, the scene may be extremely bloody.
Regarding the legendary experience of the Superman lieutenant general, many of them have killed the enemy camp guards and completed the astonishing deeds lurking.
Therefore, it is not surprising that Nick Fury will have this idea.
"I heard there is a wine tasting tonight?"
Luke skillfully used his fingers to tuck a few banknotes into the pocket of the bodyguard.
"That's right. It was hosted by Mr. Guettaro and several guests were invited."
After checking the membership card, the bodyguard put Luke in.
The members of this wine club are high-ranking people from Washington, DC, and they attach great importance to the confidentiality of personal information.
Luke can name John Stillman, the White House chief of staff.
Plus the membership card in his hand is enough to gain the trust of the bodyguard.
"Still the same place, the second floor?"
Luke glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was quite familiar with the layout of the building, and directly pointed out the place where he usually meets.
"Of course. Always."
The bodyguard nodded.
"I need to bring him in, shouldn't it be a problem?"
Luke beckoned to Fury, but the bodyguard did not stop him, just a reminder--
"The entourage must wait in the reception room and cannot participate in the party."
Entering the main entrance and going up the side stairs, Luke looked at the environment casually. The decoration was typical of Gothic.
The complicated and exaggerated decorations and lines, and the brighter colors, reveal a delicate beauty.
It's exactly the favorite set of vampires.
"Agent Fury, don't be afraid of anything you see later."
Luke walked through the corridor, stepped on the soft carpet, and walked outside a thick door.
"Director, I have been on the battlefield and worked as an agent. No matter what happens, I will not be afraid!"
Nick Fury showed a brave side. He thought he was also someone who had seen the big scene.
The flesh and blood trenches filled with corpses on the battlefield, the steel tanks armed with machine guns, are like bombers roaring with death...
Surviving from such a dangerous environment is a matter of courage and luck in itself.
Bang!
Luke opened the door gently.
The "wine tasting" that had already started was presented to the two of them.
A girl's body that had lost its vitality was placed naked on the long table.
There was a blood line on the wrist, and the red liquid that had lost heat followed the wound and quickly dripped into a goblet.
The abdomen and chest seemed to be cut open with a sharp scalpel by the doctor's precise technique, and a few small silver bowls filled with the blood essence inside.
The group of people sitting around the long table, the distinguished members of the wine club, dressed in well-dressed clothes and full of demeanor.
But everyone's mouth was stained with a trace of blood.
"Do you see it, this is the so-called beast in clothing."
Luke shrugged helplessly. If he could come half an hour earlier, he might be able to save the innocent girl.
It's a pity that when he appeared outside the club's gate, the opponent's lively body had become cold.
"The so-called tasting is to learn from vampires and do such despicable deeds?"
Luke's appearance made the hall suddenly quiet.
Those people looked at the intrusive curly man with strange eyes.
"who are you?"
The middle-aged man sitting in the chief asked as usual.
The party in the wine club is quite secretive, and it is impossible for outsiders to pass the bodyguard and appear here.
"My name is Clark Kent and I am the number one reporter of the Daily Horn, a fighter for justice who is ready to expose your ugly face!"
Luke opened his mouth to let the group of Hagui tribes sitting in a circle, and Nick Fury behind him, listened for a moment.
"Another fool who can't see the situation clearly."
The middle-aged man waved his hand, pressed the bell on the table, and called the bodyguard downstairs.
He thought it was a government agent, or a secret investigator.
What big waves can a little reporter make?
The middle-aged man didn't bother to do it himself, so he called the bodyguard to deal with it.
Looking at Luke standing at the door, and Nick Fury following behind him, he said: "Shove this reporter into the trunk and see that he is so young that he can be tasted tomorrow as a'red wine'."
"As for that nigger, throw it in a bucket, pour concrete on it, and throw it into the river."
The middle-aged man grinned and saw two sharp teeth vaguely.
"Vampires engage in racism? You have no future in this way, because it is not politically correct."
Luke didn't expect the vampires of North America to be so picky.
The middle-aged man ignored the little reporter's talk, and a group of bodyguards of five big and three rough men went up the stairs in a fierce manner.
The gunpoint of the black hole was aimed at Luke and Nick Fury, and the bodyguard guarding the door said in horror: "Sorry, Mr. Guettaro!"
"He said he knew Mr. John Stillman and his membership card, so I let him in!"
The middle-aged man named Gaetaro glared at each other coldly, pretending to be generous: "People always make mistakes. This is nothing, but you must know how to make up for your own mistakes~www.novelhall.com~this Two people interrupted the wine tasting, which hurt everyone's interest and caused this high-end red wine to miss the most suitable tasting time."
"So, get rid of that nigger, and then send the other one to the freezer."
The bodyguard nodded repeatedly and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Because of the silencer, the bullet shot out of the muzzle without making a popping sound.
After the next second, there was no scene of Nick Fury falling to the ground.
"well."
Luke spread out his palms calmly, and the shriveled bullet fell.
"You now constitute an attack on S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, shooting innocent people, and wanting to hurt an army lieutenant general, trying to illegally detain his personal freedom, and pose a great threat to his life."
"So next, it's time for me to defend myself."
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The Washington metropolitan area is most famous for its various private clubs.
Like some veteran clubs, sea, land, and air clubs, cigar clubs... either under the official name, or under various tall names.
Most of them are used for interpersonal communication in small circles, so the threshold for joining is very high. Unless you have a familiar referrer or submit an application, you will not even be able to enter the main entrance.
In the final analysis, the reason for the popularity of clubs is that the upper echelons of the United States advocate elite culture.
They copied all the private clubs and salons of the nobles in Europe in the seventeenth century.
Through the form of clubs, elites from different circles are brought together.
And with the high-end consumption and lifestyle that only a few people can enjoy, most people are turned away.
For example, golf clubs, sailing clubs and so on.
These have strict requirements on income, occupation and consumption levels.
"Just stop here."
Luke snapped his fingers, and the black car slowly slowed down and stopped in the bustling area.
This is a bar street in the metropolitan area, where there are many jazz groups, and many well-known singers have walked out.
"bar?"
Fury glanced outside, wondering to himself.
The dignified Lieutenant General and Chief Aegis, how could it be possible to come out and visit the bar!
"The nightlife has just begun, presumably it was when they appeared."
Luke's eyes flickered, and he thought silently.
There are several interesting streets in Washington, DC.
For example, Pennsylvania Avenue is a fixed parade location for various civil organizations and trade unions.
If there is a strike or trouble, it will definitely start from this street.
Because Pennsylvania Avenue is an important commuter route, it can lead directly to the White House and the Capitol.
In addition, there is K Street, a famous "lobby street" in later generations.
It gathers a large number of think tanks, public relations companies and international headquarters.
People like the World Bank and the International Monetary Fund have settled here.
If Wall Street in New York is the international financial center, then K Street in Washington, DC is the international political center.
Every presidential election is a multi-party game between the public relations company here and the capital group behind it.
"It's really lively."
Luke got out of the car. This fascinating street was called "U Street".
The most popular bars in the metropolitan area, as well as the most popular bands, are all here.
He glanced over at random and could see a long line.
Basically, they were all dressed up **** girls, as well as young guys wearing colorful wigs that made them look like killing Matt.
"Director Cavill is a music fan in private?"
As the driver, Fury got out of the car consciously.
Generally speaking, he should also act as a bodyguard.
However, considering the strength of the head of the bureau, there is a real danger, and it is not certain who will protect who.
"Don't get me wrong, Agent Fury, where we are going is the club opposite."
Luke deliberately changed into a suit today instead of wearing a military uniform.
Coupled with Nick Fury who haunts at night and is almost invisible, it is a bit like a common combination of young rich and black bodyguards.
"Wine Club?"
Fury glanced at the shiny billboard, which was a goblet outline outlined with colorful lights, and there was a sign saying "No Entry" was placed at the door.
"Fry, I said before, I hope you have strong enough psychological qualities. Because tonight, you will see a...more real world."
Luke fiddled with his hair a few times, made a bunch of **** curls, and then took a pair of glasses from his pocket.
"Clark Kent's Glasses", a reward from the mutant camp mission.
As long as you wear it, you can turn yourself into a sunny and handsome tall reporter image.
It's a disguise weapon!
"Cavil... Chief?"
Fury stared at Luke whose image had changed drastically with a shocked gaze.
The originally slightly stern young face was replaced by a gentle, sunny curly man!
"This is just a trivial camouflage technique."
Fortunately, Luke's voice remained the same, without much change.
"It's almost like a big change!"
This made Ferry, who was frightened, spent a few seconds calming down.
With such superb camouflage technology, he still said "insignificant", and Director Cavill was really humble.
It feels like there is no makeup at all, just putting on the pair of glasses, the appearance and temperament of the whole person are different.
"Go in, Fury."
Luke swaggered in and walked in.
Then, he was stopped without surprise.
"This is a private club and does not entertain any guests other than non-members."
The strong bodyguard stopped the intruder, and his attitude was fairly polite.
It might be seeing Luke's valuable handmade custom suit and the entourage who followed him-those who are more prominent these days, either are liars or rich people.
"I was recommended by Mr. John Stillman."
Luke held the face of the Metropolitan reporter, leaned forward, and said in a low voice.
At the same time, he took out his membership card from his pocket and handed it to the bodyguard.
"Director Cavill really made a thorough preparation."
Ferry breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that after Luke was stopped, he would take off his glasses and forcibly break in.
At that time, the scene may be extremely bloody.
Regarding the legendary experience of the Superman lieutenant general, many of them have killed the enemy camp guards and completed the astonishing deeds lurking.
Therefore, it is not surprising that Nick Fury will have this idea.
"I heard there is a wine tasting tonight?"
Luke skillfully used his fingers to tuck a few banknotes into the pocket of the bodyguard.
"That's right. It was hosted by Mr. Guettaro and several guests were invited."
After checking the membership card, the bodyguard put Luke in.
The members of this wine club are high-ranking people from Washington, DC, and they attach great importance to the confidentiality of personal information.
Luke can name John Stillman, the White House chief of staff.
Plus the membership card in his hand is enough to gain the trust of the bodyguard.
"Still the same place, the second floor?"
Luke glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was quite familiar with the layout of the building, and directly pointed out the place where he usually meets.
"Of course. Always."
The bodyguard nodded.
"I need to bring him in, shouldn't it be a problem?"
Luke beckoned to Fury, but the bodyguard did not stop him, just a reminder--
"The entourage must wait in the reception room and cannot participate in the party."
Entering the main entrance and going up the side stairs, Luke looked at the environment casually. The decoration was typical of Gothic.
The complicated and exaggerated decorations and lines, and the brighter colors, reveal a delicate beauty.
It's exactly the favorite set of vampires.
"Agent Fury, don't be afraid of anything you see later."
Luke walked through the corridor, stepped on the soft carpet, and walked outside a thick door.
"Director, I have been on the battlefield and worked as an agent. No matter what happens, I will not be afraid!"
Nick Fury showed a brave side. He thought he was also someone who had seen the big scene.
The flesh and blood trenches filled with corpses on the battlefield, the steel tanks armed with machine guns, are like bombers roaring with death...
Surviving from such a dangerous environment is a matter of courage and luck in itself.
Bang!
Luke opened the door gently.
The "wine tasting" that had already started was presented to the two of them.
A girl's body that had lost its vitality was placed naked on the long table.
There was a blood line on the wrist, and the red liquid that had lost heat followed the wound and quickly dripped into a goblet.
The abdomen and chest seemed to be cut open with a sharp scalpel by the doctor's precise technique, and a few small silver bowls filled with the blood essence inside.
The group of people sitting around the long table, the distinguished members of the wine club, dressed in well-dressed clothes and full of demeanor.
But everyone's mouth was stained with a trace of blood.
"Do you see it, this is the so-called beast in clothing."
Luke shrugged helplessly. If he could come half an hour earlier, he might be able to save the innocent girl.
It's a pity that when he appeared outside the club's gate, the opponent's lively body had become cold.
"The so-called tasting is to learn from vampires and do such despicable deeds?"
Luke's appearance made the hall suddenly quiet.
Those people looked at the intrusive curly man with strange eyes.
"who are you?"
The middle-aged man sitting in the chief asked as usual.
The party in the wine club is quite secretive, and it is impossible for outsiders to pass the bodyguard and appear here.
"My name is Clark Kent and I am the number one reporter of the Daily Horn, a fighter for justice who is ready to expose your ugly face!"
Luke opened his mouth to let the group of Hagui tribes sitting in a circle, and Nick Fury behind him, listened for a moment.
"Another fool who can't see the situation clearly."
The middle-aged man waved his hand, pressed the bell on the table, and called the bodyguard downstairs.
He thought it was a government agent, or a secret investigator.
What big waves can a little reporter make?
The middle-aged man didn't bother to do it himself, so he called the bodyguard to deal with it.
Looking at Luke standing at the door, and Nick Fury following behind him, he said: "Shove this reporter into the trunk and see that he is so young that he can be tasted tomorrow as a'red wine'."
"As for that nigger, throw it in a bucket, pour concrete on it, and throw it into the river."
The middle-aged man grinned and saw two sharp teeth vaguely.
"Vampires engage in racism? You have no future in this way, because it is not politically correct."
Luke didn't expect the vampires of North America to be so picky.
The middle-aged man ignored the little reporter's talk, and a group of bodyguards of five big and three rough men went up the stairs in a fierce manner.
The gunpoint of the black hole was aimed at Luke and Nick Fury, and the bodyguard guarding the door said in horror: "Sorry, Mr. Guettaro!"
"He said he knew Mr. John Stillman and his membership card, so I let him in!"
The middle-aged man named Gaetaro glared at each other coldly, pretending to be generous: "People always make mistakes. This is nothing, but you must know how to make up for your own mistakes~www.novelhall.com~this Two people interrupted the wine tasting, which hurt everyone's interest and caused this high-end red wine to miss the most suitable tasting time."
"So, get rid of that nigger, and then send the other one to the freezer."
The bodyguard nodded repeatedly and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Because of the silencer, the bullet shot out of the muzzle without making a popping sound.
After the next second, there was no scene of Nick Fury falling to the ground.
"well."
Luke spread out his palms calmly, and the shriveled bullet fell.
"You now constitute an attack on S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, shooting innocent people, and wanting to hurt an army lieutenant general, trying to illegally detain his personal freedom, and pose a great threat to his life."
"So next, it's time for me to defend myself."
, The fastest update of the latest chapters of Superman!The Washington metropolitan area is most famous for its various private clubs.Like some veteran clubs, sea, land, and air clubs, cigar clubs... either under the official name, or under various tall names.Most of them are used for interpersonal communication in small circles, so the threshold for joining is very high. Unless you have a familiar referrer or submit an application, you will not even be able to enter the main entrance.In the final analysis, the reason for the popularity of clubs is that the upper echelons of the United States advocate elite culture.They copied all the private clubs and salons of the nobles in Europe in the seventeenth century.Through the form of clubs, elites from different circles are brought together.And with the high-end consumption and lifestyle that only a few people can enjoy, most people are turned away.For example, golf clubs, sailing clubs and so on.These have strict requirements on income, occupation and consumption levels."Just stop here."Luke snapped his fingers, and the black car slowly slowed down and stopped in the bustling area.This is a bar street in the metropolitan area, where there are many jazz groups, and many well-known singers have walked out."bar?"Fury glanced outside, wondering to himself.The dignified Lieutenant General and Chief Aegis, how could it be possible to come out and visit the bar!"The nightlife has just begun, presumably it was when they appeared."Luke's eyes flickered, and he thought silently.There are several interesting streets in Washington, DC.For example, Pennsylvania Avenue is a fixed parade location for various civil organizations and trade unions.If there is a strike or trouble, it will definitely start from this street.Because Pennsylvania Avenue is an important commuter route, it can lead directly to the White House and the Capitol.In addition, there is K Street, a famous "lobby street" in later generations.It gathers a large number of think tanks, public relations companies and international headquarters.People like the World Bank and the International Monetary Fund have settled here.If Wall Street in New York is the international financial center, then K Street in Washington, DC is the international political center.Every presidential election is a multi-party game between the public relations company here and the capital group behind it."It's really lively."Luke got out of the car. This fascinating street was called "U Street".The most popular bars in the metropolitan area, as well as the most popular bands, are all here.He glanced over at random and could see a long line.Basically, they were all dressed up **** girls, as well as young guys wearing colorful wigs that made them look like killing Matt."Director Cavill is a music fan in private?"As the driver, Fury got out of the car consciously.Generally speaking, he should also act as a bodyguard.However, considering the strength of the head of the bureau, there is a real danger, and it is not certain who will protect who."Don't get me wrong, Agent Fury, where we are going is the club opposite."Luke deliberately changed into a suit today instead of wearing a military uniform.Coupled with Nick Fury who haunts at night and is almost invisible, it is a bit like a common combination of young rich and black bodyguards."Wine Club?"Fury glanced at the shiny billboard, which was a goblet outline outlined with colorful lights, and there was a sign saying "No Entry" was placed at the door."Fry, I said before, I hope you have strong enough psychological qualities. Because tonight, you will see a...more real world."Luke fiddled with his hair a few times, made a bunch of **** curls, and then took a pair of glasses from his pocket."Clark Kent's Glasses", a reward from the mutant camp mission.As long as you wear it, you can turn yourself into a sunny and handsome tall reporter image.It's a disguise weapon!"Cavil... Chief?"Fury stared at Luke whose image had changed drastically with a shocked gaze.The originally slightly stern young face was replaced by a gentle, sunny curly man!"This is just a trivial camouflage technique."Fortunately, Luke's voice remained the same, without much change."It's almost like a big change!"This made Ferry, who was frightened, spent a few seconds calming down.With such superb camouflage technology, he still said "insignificant", and Director Cavill was really humble.It feels like there is no makeup at all, just putting on the pair of glasses, the appearance and temperament of the whole person are different."Go in, Fury."Luke swaggered in and walked in.Then, he was stopped without surprise."This is a private club and does not entertain any guests other than non-members."The strong bodyguard stopped the intruder, and his attitude was fairly polite.It might be seeing Luke's valuable handmade custom suit and the entourage who followed him-those who are more prominent these days, either are liars or rich people."I was recommended by Mr. John Stillman."Luke held the face of the Metropolitan reporter, leaned forward, and said in a low voice.At the same time, he took out his membership card from his pocket and handed it to the bodyguard."Director Cavill really made a thorough preparation."Ferry breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that after Luke was stopped, he would take off his glasses and forcibly break in.At that time, the scene may be extremely bloody.Regarding the legendary experience of the Superman lieutenant general, many of them have killed the enemy camp guards and completed the astonishing deeds lurking.Therefore, it is not surprising that Nick Fury will have this idea."I heard there is a wine tasting tonight?"Luke skillfully used his fingers to tuck a few banknotes into the pocket of the bodyguard."That's right. It was hosted by Mr. Guettaro and several guests were invited."After checking the membership card, the bodyguard put Luke in.The members of this wine club are high-ranking people from Washington, DC, and they attach great importance to the confidentiality of personal information.Luke can name John Stillman, the White House chief of staff.Plus the membership card in his hand is enough to gain the trust of the bodyguard."Still the same place, the second floor?"Luke glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was quite familiar with the layout of the building, and directly pointed out the place where he usually meets."Of course. Always."The bodyguard nodded."I need to bring him in, shouldn't it be a problem?"Luke beckoned to Fury, but the bodyguard did not stop him, just a reminder--"The entourage must wait in the reception room and cannot participate in the party."Entering the main entrance and going up the side stairs, Luke looked at the environment casually. The decoration was typical of Gothic.The complicated and exaggerated decorations and lines, and the brighter colors, reveal a delicate beauty.It's exactly the favorite set of vampires."Agent Fury, don't be afraid of anything you see later."Luke walked through the corridor, stepped on the soft carpet, and walked outside a thick door."Director, I have been on the battlefield and worked as an agent. No matter what happens, I will not be afraid!"Nick Fury showed a brave side. He thought he was also someone who had seen the big scene.The flesh and blood trenches filled with corpses on the battlefield, the steel tanks armed with machine guns, are like bombers roaring with death...Surviving from such a dangerous environment is a matter of courage and luck in itself.Bang!Luke opened the door gently.The "wine tasting" that had already started was presented to the two of them.A girl's body that had lost its vitality was placed naked on the long table.There was a blood line on the wrist, and the red liquid that had lost heat followed the wound and quickly dripped into a goblet.The abdomen and chest seemed to be cut open with a sharp scalpel by the doctor's precise technique, and a few small silver bowls filled with the blood essence inside.The group of people sitting around the long table, the distinguished members of the wine club, dressed in well-dressed clothes and full of demeanor.But everyone's mouth was stained with a trace of blood."Do you see it, this is the so-called beast in clothing."Luke shrugged helplessly. If he could come half an hour earlier, he might be able to save the innocent girl.It's a pity that when he appeared outside the club's gate, the opponent's lively body had become cold."The so-called tasting is to learn from vampires and do such despicable deeds?"Luke's appearance made the hall suddenly quiet.Those people looked at the intrusive curly man with strange eyes."who are you?"The middle-aged man sitting in the chief asked as usual.The party in the wine club is quite secretive, and it is impossible for outsiders to pass the bodyguard and appear here."My name is Clark Kent and I am the number one reporter of the Daily Horn, a fighter for justice who is ready to expose your ugly face!"Luke opened his mouth to let the group of Hagui tribes sitting in a circle, and Nick Fury behind him, listened for a moment."Another fool who can't see the situation clearly."The middle-aged man waved his hand, pressed the bell on the table, and called the bodyguard downstairs.He thought it was a government agent, or a secret investigator.What big waves can a little reporter make?The middle-aged man didn't bother to do it himself, so he called the bodyguard to deal with it.Looking at Luke standing at the door, and Nick Fury following behind him, he said: "Shove this reporter into the trunk and see that he is so young that he can be tasted tomorrow as a'red wine'.""As for that nigger, throw it in a bucket, pour concrete on it, and throw it into the river."The middle-aged man grinned and saw two sharp teeth vaguely."Vampires engage in racism? You have no future in this way, because it is not politically correct."Luke didn't expect the vampires of North America to be so picky.The middle-aged man ignored the little reporter's talk, and a group of bodyguards of five big and three rough men went up the stairs in a fierce manner.The gunpoint of the black hole was aimed at Luke and Nick Fury, and the bodyguard guarding the door said in horror: "Sorry, Mr. Guettaro!""He said he knew Mr. John Stillman and his membership card, so I let him in!"The middle-aged man named Gaetaro glared at each other coldly, pretending to be generous: "People always make mistakes. This is nothing, but you must know how to make up for your own mistakes~www.novelhall.com~this Two people interrupted the wine tasting, which hurt everyone's interest and caused this high-end red wine to miss the most suitable tasting time.""So, get rid of that nigger, and then send the other one to the freezer."The bodyguard nodded repeatedly and pulled the trigger without hesitation.Because of the silencer, the bullet shot out of the muzzle without making a popping sound.After the next second, there was no scene of Nick Fury falling to the ground."well."Luke spread out his palms calmly, and the shriveled bullet fell."You now constitute an attack on S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, shooting innocent people, and wanting to hurt an army lieutenant general, trying to illegally detain his personal freedom, and pose a great threat to his life.""So next, it's time for me to defend myself."
