The two children are a boy and a girl, the boy is seven or eight years old and the girl is five or six years old.

Seven or eight meters behind them, a man and woman were dragging their suitcases and talking about something, not noticing Luke's actions.

Luke said this for only a few seconds, and when the man and woman saw their child running away, pulled the security guard at the door of the banquet hall and asked something, they hurriedly rushed over, only to find that it was the child who wanted to pee.

The woman wondered: "Didn't you pee before you came out just now?" You're patronizing and playing again! ”

The man politely apologized to the security guards.

What can the security guard say, and it's right for the child to ask the toilet urgently.

He explained where the toilet was, waved goodbye to the family, and stood back at the door.

Luke had already entered the dimly lit hall of the press conference, moving lightly under his feet, standing still in a corner.

On the catwalk, the models walked in delicate catwalks, wearing large sweaters and threads with various eye-catching patterns to show back and forth.

It's a fashion show for autumn and winter.

In terms of the temperature in London, you can wear a thread in the morning and evening, and you can wear a sweater after September and October.

Luke didn't care about the models, the designer he was looking for, Alexander.

Alexander McCartry, a well-known British fashion designer, is also the owner of the century-old handmade suit shop and the "supplier" of the Bubblegum Gang.

A few hours earlier, the fashion designer had been discussing with Aksera how many "goods" he would send to a small Slovak town.

Luke came here to find Alexander, first of all, to determine the appearance and smell of this guy, and secondly, he didn't have this guy's address, so finding this place was the most time-saving way.

Just as he was thinking about how to get the designer out of the "design" later, something familiar appeared in his sight.

He came a little late, and the press conference was coming to an end, and the model and designer Alexander of this conference came out to thank him collectively.

There was nothing unusual about Alexander, an ordinary white Englishman in his forties, except for a little bit of motherhood and some makeup on his face, but he didn't smell like a vampire, and there was no blood.

But next to Alexander, the three female models are a little familiar.

Frowning and thinking for a few seconds, Luke overlapped their three pairs of long legs with those in his memory, and suddenly groaned in his heart: It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Looking at the applause on and off the stage, he took out his fake mobile phone and sent a message to a woman through the Internet.

originally thought that a certain woman might only see it after a while, but who knew that in less than ten seconds, a reply appeared.

Luke looked at it for a moment and sighed, not sending any new messages.

This matter is the easiest for him to deal with the source directly, and the more people who know, the more dangerous it is.

As for the long legs of these three who dream of going to the top, wearing big wings, and becoming a world supermodel, Luke can only express regrets.

In this world, it is never easy to succeed, and it is already a great fortune to have a life to continue to struggle.

Thinking like this, he also muttered a little in his heart: I was ...... Looks like only vanissa has been beaten, right? How could these three be so unlucky! Being a model has to risk your life, and it's really dedicated.

Soon after the press conference, Luke did not leave with the guests, but took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the backstage.

As soon as the press conference ended, it was an ordinary hall, and no one cared about the crowd.

Luke followed Alexander all the way to the parking lot.

Looking at the luxury elongated Audi sitting in Alexandria, among the eight models on it, there were Vanessa's three old partners and best friends, he patted his forehead and drove his second-hand golf to follow.

In the narrow streets of British cities, the greater role of the extended luxury car is to install the ratio, and it is not as convenient to run as Luke's second-hand golf.

Luc easily hoisted the extended Audi a few hundred meters away and headed northwest of London.

Alexander's car went farther and farther, and Luke was a little strange: what was this for? Now both cars are out of London and in Watford, and they don't mean to stop.

Could it be that Alexander found out that he was being followed? Luke quickly denied the possibility.

It's not impossible to find out that tracking, for example, you can do it with a drone to monitor your surroundings, but Alexander doesn't have the technical skills.

Neither did his vampire master.

With a little doubt, he followed Alexander's car for more than an hour and went straight to Coventry, northwest of London.

They were seen to stop in front of a bar, and eight men and one woman got out of the car and went in.

Luke also drove into a dark alley not far away, and changed his clothes.

This time it was no longer a half-finished white wolf suit, but an ordinary gray-black hooded sweatshirt and peaked cap, with an angular black metal mask covering his face.

Luke, who has always pursued multi-handed preparation to avoid coincidences, certainly will not let his itinerary easily coincide with the white wolf.

Even though he hadn't entered Slovakia and England as a deity, he still chose the safer way - to change his waistcoat.

After pushing the door and getting out of the car, he flew up and jumped on the building next to him, unleashing a drone to patrol and monitor the bar and surrounding movements.

There's nothing special about the outside of the bar, but it's not monitored.

Most bars install surveillance at the front and back doors to avoid acts like petty theft, fights, and brawls, but not here.

Luke had a faint expectation in his heart.

This habit is kind of interesting!

LOCATED IN A DILAPIDATED INDUSTRIAL AREA, THIS BAR HAS A DISTINCTLY LOFT INDUSTRIAL LOOK THAT MAKES IT UNOBTRUSIVE.

It has only two floors, the first floor does not have any windows, and the old-fashioned iron railing doors and windows on the second floor look particularly old.

Luke watched as the four models were ushered up to the room on the second floor, and Alexander said a few words before heading downstairs.

Leave four models there to turn on the music, pour drinks and black themselves.

Among these four models, there are no Vanessa's three best friends, they all seem to have the same characteristics - young and immature, with a relatively pure temperament, and they look like newcomers who have just entered the industry.

And Vanessa's three best friends...... Thinking that they can rob a bank in New York with Vanessa, you can know what kind of temperament they are.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black, and the principle of this is similar everywhere.

Confirming this, Luke did not delay any longer, and cut directly through the window on the second floor.

The four rookie models who were hilariously didn't notice the movement of the corner window at all, let alone the fleeting black shadow.

Coming down from the second floor and walking to a door, Luke suddenly laughed, laughing heartily.

Without any pause in his movements, he kicked the door open, and a huge wave of sound came in.

Like the exterior of the building, the interior of the ground floor is in the same industrial style.

Surrounded by exposed brick and cement walls, various pipelines, and a large ballroom that is so open that it is almost unobstructed, dozens of people sit and dance.