"Did you really decide to do this? Deacon?" said Quinn to Deacon Firth's number one confidant, standing in Deacon's office, asking Deacon in a tone of uneasiness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Yes, Quinn, it's going to take a week for food from the Middle East to arrive in the United States. But today it's already a festival, and the farm in Lanka is ruined. Deacon said as he sat back in his office chair with one hand on his chin.

"The supply of low-cost plasma in New York City has been cut off for a week. The Presbyterians simply have no intention of taking money out to supplement ordinary vampires who don't have enough money. ”

"The human government's blood bank has raised the price again, because the supply and demand are getting tighter and tighter, and the price of a packet of refrigerated plasma has risen to $235. ”

"A lot of people have been hungry for a week. Vampires who are weak due to lack of food are not even opponents of ordinary humans. ”

"Quinn, do you know, after this incident in Lanka, I finally understand what kind of disgusting pure-bloods these high tenno are. ”

"They don't care about half-blood vampires like us, and while we are nominally part of the Empire, we are forever exploited by purebloods. ”

Deacon leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath.

This is exactly the dilemma he faces, and over the course of a hundred years Deacon has become the leader of the half-blood vampires. Blood slaves and half-blood vampires look at him as the head of the horse.

Purebloods have a lot of resources at their disposal, and the average half-breed is working for the purebloods. Compared to the wealth gathered by pure-bloods, mixed blood is much worse.

In fact, vampires are relatively wealthy, and even the more ordinary mixed-blood vampires are relatively wealthy compared to ordinary people.

But don't forget, vampire food can be very expensive.

Consuming 100cc of plasma in three days is the lowest bottom line, otherwise the vampire will fall asleep due to lack of energy.

If vampires are to be vigorously viable, 200cc units of plasma a day is a must.

In this case, if a vampire normally buys plasma from a human blood bank, the monthly cost will not be less than 12,000 dollars.

And this is still the price before the price of plasma increases. Because Lanka's blood farm was destroyed, low-priced plasma in New York City was instantly out of stock. As a result, many vampires are only able to buy high-priced government plasma.

In line with the profit-seeking nature of the capital market, the department responsible for selling plasma has increased the price of plasma.

For wealthy pure-bloods, or half-blood vampires who have lived for a relatively long time and have accumulated considerable wealth, the cost of more than $10,000 a month is not large.

But don't forget, there are still many newly converted vampires in this world, especially the large number of blood slaves under Deacon, and they have only been converted for ten years.

They don't have that much money, and now there are only two paths in front of them, either starve and watch their strength drain and fall into a deep sleep, or attack the human race, so that not only can solve the food problem, but also get some money.

As Deacon Firth's right-hand man, Quinn is well aware of Deacon's predicament.

Whichever path is chosen is a huge risk for Deacon as the leader of the half-blood vampires.

The Council of Elders made it clear that Deacon was using the Lanka incident to restrain the growing influence, and even took the opportunity to get rid of some of the half-blood vampires.

Don't these old immortals understand who is propping up this crumbling empire?

Quinn's sharp claws pierced into his palm, causing him to bleed, but he didn't feel any pain. Because his heart hurts even more.

"This rotten system needs to be reformed. Deacon stood up and looked out at the lights of the city. "Change requires bloodshed and sacrifice, and someone needs to die for a glorious cause. ”

"You're right Deacon, we shouldn't be silent. I wish I could see your success one day. A new century for vampires. Quinn said with a smile. "Maybe it's time for me to go, brother. ”

"Goodbye my brother. Deacon muttered as he looked at Quinn's back as he left the office and faded away.

It wasn't until Quinn walked away that Deacon slammed his fist into the desk, breaking the sturdy oak desk in two.

"Director, I don't think it's a good idea for us to move this thing out. Agent Hill was standing in the underground garage of the S.H.I.E.L.D. building outside of New York, talking to Nick Fury, who was standing next to her.

"Especially not our people are going to escort it. Glancing at the SWAT members in their secret service suits, Hill lowered his voice and whispered in Nick's ear.

"Agent Hill, this is the decision of the Security Council. They think it's safer for them to keep it. Nick watched as two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents loaded onto SWAT's purpose-built vehicle with a lockbox.

After that, he strode out of the underground garage.

"Do you really think SWAT will be able to do this job?" asked Agent Hill, following Nick Fury's side.

"Maybe, it's not our business now, anyway. Nick Fury said lukewarmly.

"When did you become so indifferent to these things?" said Ciel, a little confused.

"When you don't need to care. A smile of insignificance tugged at the corner of Nick's mouth.

In the dark of night, a classic 1975 Ford GT Mustang is roaming the streets of New York, driven by a Blade Warrior, who is patrolling the streets of New York.

As a warrior who has dealt with vampires for many years, he knows exactly what day it is.

Every year today, there is always some chaos, but the previous chaos was just a small mess, and it didn't cause any huge conflicts.

But after arriving in New York, especially after seeing the video on the Nightkin Alliance's website, Blade smelled an unusually dangerous smell.

This unusual feeling made his spirit tense. "Whist, do you have any hairstyle?" he picked up the intercom in the car and contacted his partner.

"Not yet, Blade may need to spin more. Today, New York is as quiet as a pool of clear water without fish. Whist told Blade over the intercom that there wasn't anything special about it right now.

Blade touched his short hair and the back of his neck with some confusion.

The same doubts happened to Li Jie and the other four.

"There's a car accident on Sixth Avenue in Queens, and the police force in the neighborhood....""There's a burglary in the Seventh Block, and the police ...... called" "Someone in the 13th block complained about the noise next door, and the police officers patrolling nearby ......"

Li Jie and others listened to the police and government radio with headphones, but found nothing. There are no suspicious alarms that have anything to do with vampire attacks.

"Spider-Man, did you find anything?" Li Jie said through the headset to contact Peter.

"No, if I just caught two little thieves stealing a car on the side of the road. Peter's voice also revealed an uncanny feeling. "Are the vampires on vacation today? Or have they found somewhere to hide and have dinner?"

"Don't let your guard down, the calmer the water, the more turbulent the undercurrents become. Frank's voice interjected into the conversation.

"I think maybe we should expand the patrol circle, and the silence makes me feel bad. Big Daddy Damon's tone was tinged with apprehension.

What kind of tricks are these vampires playing? Li Jie felt a real headache.

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