The convoy soon drove to the town, and a group of men in black in suits and leather shoes came down, much like a special department in the United States.

"The smell of werewolves." A middle-aged man frowned.

"The territory of the blue wolf tribe, it is better to be careful, pay attention to the mission target blood wolf, the upper echelons of the family name it." A young man stepped forward.

"The eternal life plan is still going on, and it is really a group of old stubborns who are afraid of death." The middle-aged said disdainfully.

People in the world who don't want to live forever in less than a hundred years can't satisfy some people who are greedy for power.

As a result, a group of scientists who want to solve the mystery of immortality are derived, trying to break the boundary between life and death and achieve immortality.

The United States, of course, is the most active in studying the immortality program.

Furthermore, I want to maintain a pyramid structure society all the time.

The rich are like gods, high up and enjoying eternal life.

The poor, with their hard work and dedication from generation to generation, live like slaves, sustaining the upper classes.

This is a very unfair ending, and it is indeed a portrayal of reality.

There is no fairness in the world, but I don't want the blade to be so sharp that people feel it.

On the contrary, it is like a layer of haze, corroding people's hearts.

Although you can deeply feel the existence, it is not painful or itchy, and it seems to be a harmless thing.

The sudden appearance of a group of men in black immediately attracted the attention of the werewolves.

"Who are you, coming to our town, what's the matter?" A strong werewolf shouted from afar.

"Federal Special Prosecutor's Office, please come out and find out something," the young man said, pulling out a badge.

A metallic emblem with two falcons and a lightning bolt interspersed in the middle.

"The Special Prosecutor's Office?" The werewolf man looked dazed.

The United States has set up a number of special departments, which have been kept secret, but their authority is frighteningly high.

"Wait a minute."

As soon as the words fell, the strong werewolf man galloped away.

After a while, Mavis and his people swarmed out, looking at the comer with wary eyes.

Although werewolves disdain to ignore the U.S. government, they generally don't take the initiative to break the law, and in comparison, the blood clan is a bit sad.

The Bloodline needs to rely on blood to sustain life, basically any blood, but the taste is different.

The most delicious is human blood, and it promotes a boost in strength.

It's a pity that in human-dominated societies, once the number of deaths increases, it will attract the attention of the powerful human beings.

Some wealthy blood families will open private hospitals to obtain blood, but it must be fresh blood, once it cools down, the energy contained in the blood will be diluted, at most suppressing hunger and filling the stomach.

Impoverished bloodlines often lie dormant in dark corners, waiting for their prey to pass by and hunt for fresh blood.

The latter, in general, do not live long, and the special organizations of various countries can quickly find the murderer, kill him on the spot, or arrest him for experiments.

"I'm Mavis the Patriarch." Mavis led his people forward.

"I'm here for two things." The young man looked very arrogant and went straight to the point.

"Please." Mavis frowned.

The attitude of the young people made them very uncomfortable, as if they were empty-eyed, and they didn't pay attention to the werewolves at all.

"The first thing, I want to know the whereabouts of Alice, the Prince of the Blood Clan, and the second thing, hand over the Blood Wolf to us." The young man commanded.

As soon as these words came out, the werewolves glared angrily.

The blood wolf must not be let go, the blood wolf that has always had the blood of the ancestor has brewed many disasters.

If Karen is allowed to escape, when the diet is enough for the blood of the werewolf to activate the complete ancestral bloodline, and when she returns, it will be the day of disaster, and they will not dare to risk letting her go.

"I don't know where the blood prince is, and as for the blood wolf, it will never be handed over to you." Mavis said toughly.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and when he glanced over, it was like a sharp blade.

"Ahem..."

With a cough, Thor Lelik dragged his weak body, his face was bloodless, and his chest was already healed.

"Mavis, I advise you to cooperate, otherwise all the men, women, and children present will be arrested." Lelik said gloomily.

A group of black-clothed people, there were about forty people, all of whom walked over, with a steady expression and resolute eyes, as if they were elites from the battlefield.

"You're not the discharged Pikachu, why aren't you dead."

A discordant sound spoiled the atmosphere that was about to erupt.

A group of people at the gate of the town, half of their eyes and mouths were sparkling, and half of them were skeletons wrapped in flames, and Fu Yang, as the leader, swaggered over.

With the help of Fu Yang and others, Mavis was really relieved.

Lelik frowned, clearly not wanting to see the face.

"Who you are, pay attention to the words." A woman spoke.

"My mouth is on my face, and you can say whatever you say." Fu Yang said disdainfully.

Obviously, Lailik brought people to stir up trouble, why do they need to give face, Fu Yang mocked as soon as he came up.

"You know who I am, to talk like that." The woman said ruthlessly.

"I don't know." Fu Yang glanced at him and said.

"Remember, I'm the third in line to the throne of the Petert family, Sherry Peter." The woman said proudly.

"The Peter Family!" Fu Yang pretended to be shocked, and instantly became dazed: "I haven't heard of it." ”

At a glance, it could be seen that Fu Yang was teasing her, which really made Xue Rui tremble with anger.

"Do you know that the Peter family is the third family in the United States, and they can directly command twenty-one departments, and I can keep you out of the United States with a single word." Xue Rui threatened.

"It's just a third family, what's there to talk about." Fu Yang said disapprovingly.

The werewolves pursed their lips and snickered, simply mocking Xue Rui's arrogance.

"I want you to pay the price for insulting the Peter family." Xue Rui said angrily.

In the midst of a long whistle, wriggling tentacles emerged from her back, extending one by one until they enveloped her entire body, revealing only one face.

At the same time, the tentacles stop wriggling and harden instantly, shiny, giving people a very hard feeling.

In his hand, he held a uniquely shaped war knife, the whole of which was gray-black, and between the gaps, it shimmered with scarlet light like a meridian.

"Phantom Warrior!"

Mavis had a look of fear in his eyes.

At the beginning, werewolves were still in the cannibal stage, and among the strong human beings, there was a group of strong men who could transform into battle armor, and they had been hunting werewolves and blood clans, chasing them from Europe to the Americas.

"Yes, our Peter family is all phantom warriors, not an existence that mortals like you can understand." Xue Rui said proudly.

"If you change your body, you will be invincible in the world." Fu Yang said disdainfully.

"Really?" Xue Rui smiled weirdly.

For a moment, a group of black-clothed people conjured into battle armor, wrapped all over their bodies, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Suddenly, Fu Yang thought of one thing, the descendant of the Adventist.

The Phantom Warrior appeared a long time ago, when there was no industry, and it was impossible to make high-tech items, and besides, unlike metal, the armor should be made of organic matter.

If the conjecture is true, Fu Yang has to pay attention to the United States.

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