At the same time, the Shadow Dragon Club headquarters:

As a well-known killer organization, the headquarters of the Shadow Dragon Society was not built in the deep mountains and forests, nor was it hidden in famous places and historical sites, and it was not even hidden.

Just in the commercial office building in London's Thames district, tourists and business elites walking on nearby streets would never have thought that a group of killers lived a few hundred meters away.

This style of conduct that is hidden in the city makes Shadow Dragon stable for a long time, but today, the conference room at the headquarters is filled with sorrow.

"South Asia lost seven more killers, including one gold medal killer."

"That bitch is crazy, we have to stop her."

"Stop? How to stop it, we don't know where she is, let alone what means she used to avoid our tracking. She is like a ghost and can't catch it..."

"We can't continue like this."

Several officials quarreled loudly, and no longer had the calmness of the past.

"Enough!" A majestic voice made everyone stop quarrel and looked at the president's seventh generation shadow dragon in the main seat of the conference room.

Yinglong's eyes slowly swept across everyone, "We don't need to catch her. Since she wants to retaliate against the organization, then as the leader, I will naturally be her ultimate goal. As long as I reveal a little information to her, she will naturally come to her door."

"President, are you saying we will reveal some fake news to her?"

"No, it's real news. This woman is very smart. Fake news may not necessarily lead her to the trap."

"But this is very dangerous, if so"

"There is nothing in case, don't forget that our Shadow Dragon Club is a killer organization. If you can't even solve a traitor, what's the point of existence? Just do it."

Papa Papa. A burst of applause suddenly rang in the quiet conference room, interrupting the conversation between everyone.

In the darkness, a slender figure slowly emerged.

Bai Ye looked at everyone present with a smile, "The president is indeed courageous, but there is no need to be so troublesome. Am I here?"

Everyone present looked at her in surprise, but Yinglong's face showed a sneer, "It's you, a traitor, you dare to come back."

"Why don't you dare? The organization has done so many things for me, and I always have to repay one or two."

"Although I don't know how you broke in, you only have one person, and you came here alone, are you here to die?"

The supervisors quietly touched the weapons at their waists. The killer organized a conference, either everyone did not bring weapons or everyone brought weapons. However, the Shadow Dragon Society's style was biased towards the latter.

"Then let's try it out and see who died."

"Do it!"

With a shout, everyone pulled out their guns at the same time, but Bai Ye's voice disappeared like a ghost. A cold light flashed behind the shadow dragon, his body stiffened in place. After a few seconds, his head slowly slid down from his neck, and the gun in his hand had just touched the handle.

Bai Ye stood behind Yinglong and smiled charmingly at everyone, "Gentlemen, Let'sdan."

The next second, gunshots rang out like beans,

A few minutes later, as the last killer elder slowly fell down, the conference room finally returned to silence.

Bai Ye took a deep breath of the bloody air in the venue, and a relief appeared on his face, and everything was finally over.

She was about to leave, and DiDi, and the watch suddenly rang.

Bai Ye looked down at the watch in his hand, revealing a solemn look.

Meanwhile, Los Angeles:

"Loki" set.

"Ka! Tom, you performed very well. After this one is over, let's take a break first. Tom, come here and I'll tell you the show."

The prodigal son waved to Loki's actor and director.

The director ran over happily.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"I think Loki's strength here is still too weak, and he has to be stronger. After all, Loki is like this, so give him the ability to control time."

The director looked helpless. He didn't know where this man came out. He followed him from the first day of filming, making all kinds of tricks, and from time to time he had to set up Rocky.

But he didn't dare to offend him, even the boss was extremely respectful to this person...

"This is Loki doesn't have such ability. His time gem has been taken away. How can I explain how to join such ability?"

"It doesn't matter, there is no need to explain. You have to leave room for the audience to make up for. In short, that's it."

"By the way, I have some thoughts about the ending department. When dealing with that big monster, I asked the elderly Loki to use a big move and summon Asgard, Odin, Thor, etc., to pull them all out to fight against that big monster, similar to summoning techniques, do you understand?"

The director said helplessly: "Is this too exaggerated?"

"No exaggeration or exaggeration. Think about it, the elderly Loki has lived for thousands of years. Even if he upgrades one level a year, his strength will probably be as good as Odin over the past few thousand years. Even stronger than Odin. What is the point of using a big move?"

"But Odin and Thor need to find actors to play, this is not enough budget."

"The budget is not a problem. I'll go to Disney headquarters in the future, and it's absolutely fine."

The director's thoughts are true and false.

Did you make a sound, and the prodigal son glanced at his wrist watch and his expression suddenly changed.

My face was in a state of turmoil, "Anyway, I will act according to my requirements. I will leave it here for you. I must make it for me. I will leave for a while first and don't fool me."

At the same time, in a certain ancient castle in Romania.

Isabella slowly walked into this ancient and mysterious castle, and the Gothic architectural style reminded her of the scenes in a vampire movie.

She felt uneasy and a little unbelievable excitement.

Casey, who brought her in, reminded, "Isabella, when you meet your master, don't be rude, you must be respectful. The master comes from a great blood clan thousands of years ago. He has never been patient with ignorant mortals."

"Don't worry, I know how to do it." Isabella perfunctorily looked around with a greedy look.

When the two walked into the castle hall, Isabella saw a dozen vampires standing on both sides of the hall. They were wearing black high-necked dresses, handsome, pale skin, and red eyes shining under the reflection of candlelight. Everyone was so elegant and beautiful, and noble, which made Isabella dazzling.

In addition to her and Casey, there are two teenagers and a teenager, who are both first-time winners this time.

Suddenly, a sound of wings flashing sounded. When she looked up, she saw a man in a black robe glittering his wings falling from the sky. His long black hair danced wildly in the wind, and his evil face looked down at everyone like a king. The vampires knelt on one knee and saluted their masters.

The man glanced at the five people, "Young man, have you decided to join us as a noble blood clan and a son of the night."

"I've decided."

“I decided, too.”

"I am willing to be loyal to you to the great master, I just want to join the blood clan."

"Bite me to the master."

The leader looked at the boys and girls in front of him and sneered in his heart. The people he chose were of extraordinary identities. They were either wealthy daughters or high-ranking officials. They were all real upper class, but now they were all kneeling in front of him devoutly. It can only be said that popular culture has beautified vampires too much, and they have used a little means to lead them here.

"Then as you wish." He walked towards Isabella, grabbed her neck with a domineering hand, and bit her.

The fangs bit the girl's tender neck, and Isabella felt dizzy. The large loss of blood made her feel suffocated. Fortunately, the leader hugged him more than a dozen times and was very experienced. He took a few sips and stopped. A cup was handed to her, which contained the leader's blood.

"Drink Isabella, drink this glass of blood, and you will be one of us and rule the world with us. This is the fate of the Son of the Dark Night."

Isabella took the cup, and she greedily drank the blood in the cup, and a wonderful feeling awakened in her body. The originally dim hall was extremely clear at this time. She could hear the sound of insects hundreds of meters away, and she could sense the subtle changes in the air flow in the air...

Is this the feeling of becoming a vampire? It's so amazing.

Isabella was extremely excited, Twilight City, Vampire Diary, True Love is Like Blood... The influence of countless movies and TV series has long made her a fanatical worshiper of vampires. Even her name was changed by herself later, referring to the heroine of Twilight City. Now she finally has the opportunity to become a noble blood clan, making her feel like she is in a dream.

Soon, all of them were transformed into vampires by the leader.

"Very good, you guys are my kids now."

Several boys and girls could feel that a subtle connection had been established between the black-haired man in front of him. Several people knelt down devoutly and offered their loyalty to the master who gave them eternal life.

"We want to" Didi.

A strange electronic sound interrupted the solemn ceremony, and the vampires looked at each other. Several high-level vampire who were transformed by the leader first showed dissatisfaction. Who the hell did not turn off the phone when attending the Dark Moon ceremony? It would be okay to adjust it to vibrating. Whether you have some quality is too destructive to the atmosphere.

Everyone checked around, but finally their eyes fell on the leader.

The leader waved his hand awkwardly, looked at the watch in his hand, and showed a look of surprise and doubt.

Meanwhile, African Kandania:

Twist, Twist! Twist! Boom!

The sound of bullets, explosions, and the sound of chariot tracks running over the corpse filled the battlefield.

The overlord glanced at the approaching government troops in front of him and suddenly jumped out of the bunker.

"The Overlord is coming soon, you don't want to live." The mercenary captain shouted loudly. Their mercenaries are paying money to do things, so there is no need to work too hard, but this newcomer doesn't know what he thinks, and he rushes to the front every time he fights.

The Overlord turned a deaf ear. He held an M60 in one hand and a long bullet belt in the other, rushing forward like Rambo in the first drop of blood, and fired while rushing, "Die me, miscellaneous people! I'm here in the Hall of Heroes! Ahhhh!" Boom boom boom! Explosions are coming one after another.

The bullets were flying around, but I don’t know if the Overlord was lucky or the black uncles on the other side had too bad marks, so I didn’t hit him in a single shot.

Half an hour later

Looking at the scene of corpses everywhere around him, the overlord speechlessly threw down his gun, took out a cigar, lit one.

I thought I was over now. I had been a mercenary for several months and fought more than a dozen battles, but why can't I die?

Is Asgard's summoning really useless now?
To be continued...