"Tony, where are you going?"

Obadiah, who had a bald head, called out to Tony, who was about to go out, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Yesterday Tony left in a hurry, and he got the news.

The matter over there involves S.H.I.E.L.D., and he naturally has no way of knowing the truth.

After a night of inconclusive investigation, he showed up at Tony's house early in the morning.

The smart butler won't keep him out.

"I'm just going out for a walk, I guess there's no occasion for me to be there today."

Tony grabbed a coat and put it on his body, greeting the other party in a very ordinary way.

It's just that the slightly depressed tone still shows that he is not the same as usual.

"You didn't come early in the morning just to ask where I'm going, did you? That's not like you. ”

"You've always had your own temperament, and I'm pretty much used to it. Is it strange for me, as an elder, to care more about you? You left the company in a hurry yesterday. ”

Obadiah made a helpless gesture, then turned around and removed the wine from the cupboard.

Obadiah only thought that Tony had found out something against him, so he turned around to avoid exposing himself to more flaws.

"It's just that there are some things that need to be taken care of temporarily, dear Uncle Obadiah, you don't have to worry."

Tony's face shows his face as a playboy, perfunctory to the person in front of him.

It was about his family affairs, and there were some experiences that were not suitable for others to tell, so Tony chose to hide them out of concern.

It's just that this kind of behavior will not gain Obadiah's trust and understanding, but will further deepen Obadiah's suspicions.

After all, this sentence sounded like it was hammering him.

"Well, you're an adult for a long time, and as long as you can keep it safe, it's not worth worrying about."

Obadiah lowered his head and drank his wine, just to hide his flickering gaze.

"Then I'll go first, and Jarvis will greet my uncle for me."

"As you wish."

Tony and his smart butler briefly explained and left the house directly.

Obadiah didn't take long before leaving.

No matter how much he hated Tony Stark, he wouldn't be stupid enough to say what was in his heart right under the nose of that smart butler.

……

"Nick, you have to know that Hydra may have more power than you can imagine."

The Blade Warrior half-lay on a bed like an operating table, and said coldly.

"I've been mentally prepared for this for a long time."

Nick Fury sat across from the blade, one eye flashing.

After waiting in the blacksmith for a while, Nick Fury left the place under the strange eyes of the killer monkey.

Just as he was testing the listening equipment, he heard a sharp "squeak" sound, and the listening equipment was reduced to pieces and sent to the Killer Monkey Blacksmith.

He appeared in the safe house just in time for the Blade Warrior to wake up.

"I think you'd better just state the conclusion of your investigation, so that you can have more time to recuperate."

Blade rested his head on the pillow, a little weak: "There are some acquired products among vampires, and all signs indicate that they are inextricably linked to Hydra.

These guys have obvious characteristics and are not capable of recovery, but they are probably a little stronger than Steve, and most of my injuries are caused by that vampire.

The scariest thing is that that kind of vampire should have been mass-produced. ”

Hearing Blade's explanation, Nick Fury didn't say a word, just looked at Blade steadily.

"Well, I also met a priest who was nailed to the ground with a bayonet without being able to fight back, and apparently he was the kind of clergyman who had real skills." (A sword is a bayonet)

Blade casually added that he was reluctant to mention the cause of his injury most of the time.

"And where do you think he is?"

Nick Fury's voice sounded awkward at all times, and since the establishment of the Occult Investigation Defense Bureau, these things have been placed under their control.

But now Nick Fury doesn't plan to go to those mysterious guys, after all, the Hellboy has just shown his displeasure with him, and the amphibian Abel is still being treated.

There doesn't seem to be any other power in that BPRD.

"The Vatican? Or St. Paul's Cathedral? How do I know about this kind of thing? Do you expect me to go to church to pray, and then meet a priest who puts me on the ground without asking a word? ”

The blade's somewhat fierce tone made his wound start to bleed again, and the wound from being stabbed with the power of the Holy Light did not heal very well.

"Do you have any contact information for a civil expert on this?"

Nick Fury stood up, took the refrigerated blood bag out of the freezer, and hung it next to Blade's hospital bed.

"It's up to you to inject or drink."

Nick Fury placed the needle in Blade's hand.

"Didn't you always think S.H.I.E.L.D. knew everything? Came to me at this time? What do you think I can know? ”

Blade grabbed the needle and stabbed it straight into the crook of his arm, he never felt like a vampire, so he wouldn't choose to drink it that way.

"If you have to say it, there seems to be a semi-official organization in England that you can contact."

Blade said with impatience.

“hellsing？ Van Helsing? ”

Nick Fury's words were inquiring, in exchange for the silence of the Blade Warrior.

In Blade's opinion, since you Nick Fury knew about this place, asking around was entertaining him.

"I thought the legend of Dracula was just a story."

Nick Fury added.

"You may have heard the name, but Dracula that Van Helsing killed is not the same thing as the one in the story. The Dracula from whom we vampires originated was nothing more than borrowing that name. ”

Blade's patience was running out.

Dracula, as a supervillain, seems a little weird.

It has countless weaknesses, but it has an immortality that can't even do anything about death.

It's just that Dracula is just Dracula.

His existence is somewhat similar to that of Skeletron Leoric, and the immortal existence naturally has no beginning or end.

"Sounds like a strong presence to rely on."

Nick Fury said this with his eyes fixed on Blade, as if trying to see something in Blade's face.

"Put away your useless temptations, I hate your fucking way of talking."

Blade pulled the quilt over the side to cover his head, and it was too annoying to talk to Nick Fury.

Whatever it was, he had to test it for a long time.

Is the existence of the Hesin family a secret?

Nick Fury's pretending to know anything made him feel sick.