As the sun rises and the morning glows hotter, Staff's breakfast time is coming to an end. Normally, at this time, he would stand on the rooftop, look down for a while at the glitzy and extravagant Los Santos only morning when it would be quiet, and then turn around and go back to deal with today's consortium business - even if it is a vampire, it will be very busy if it succeeds!

Stave is busy like a president every day, and he does have the power of a president.

My great American situation is like this, the president is a fart! I think that when the ace president was still his real estate tycoon, Chairman Stafford didn't sell his face at all. A mere emerging small capitalist dares to compare with the three hundred years of accumulation of the Stafford family?

Just as Jews will huddle together in economic activities, vampires will also huddle, and their advantage is far stronger than that of Jews, just Jews, before World War II, they were also woolened by governments and capitalists, and vampires mixed into the upper echelons of mankind five thousand years ago, when various aristocratic families in Europe were deeply infiltrated by vampires, so that human beings had to rely on various religious activities of the church to maintain the purity of not being classified.

It is well known that vampires are not allowed to participate in Catholic religious activities.

Specifically, this can be verified by the curse of the Messiah of Egypt by a certain high priest, the fall of an angel of a plague legion under the trickery of humans and the dismemberment of the corpse by the angels, as well as the creation of blood-sucking dependents by the ancient evil gods, and the special mutation of the original virus of the Ebola tribe...... What they all have in common is that, in a sense, they are all the objects of the Messiah's sanctions.

The evil god is the enemy of the Messiah, the enemy created by the Creator and the exact opposite of the Messianic nature.

The Angel of Plague was a traitor to the Messiah and was ordered to dismember.

The enmity between an Egyptian high priest and the Apocalypse is as deep as the sea, vowing to rebel against the fate imposed on it by the Apocalypse.

Although the original virus of the Ebola tribe was part of the Plague Knights, when the angels of the Plague Legion betrayed, they stole part of the power of the original virus and induced the vampire virus.

The four origins of vampires in this world - the evil god xenomorph, the Egyptian curse, the angel virus and the corrupting parasite - are all disgusted by the Messiah, so it may be groundless to say that vampires are God's disgust - after all, God has been interested in transforming many vampire species, and Adam personally created the radiant blood with radiation as the source of power.

But the Son Christ Jesus hated vampires, not without a source of gossip.

After Rome, the Western world became a Catholic Christian civilization, perhaps inseparable from the threat of vampires, in the era of the Roman Republic, how many chief citizens were related to vampires, and in the era of empires, how many Roman emperors chose to embrace for the sake of eternal life, at least Nero and vampires have a very close relationship.

Although Nero himself was a demonic contractor...... But among the Roman officials and nobles under his command, there are many vampires who can hold blood assemblies in the court!

As an existence with such deep roots in the Western world, after the Industrial Revolution, it was the first group to devote itself to the commercial and financial industries, compiling a large number of industrial revolution development dividends, and in the later world wars, it was an international capital without borders, coexisting with each other, and after the post-war international capital was transferred to the United States, it had a deep impact on the country to control.

The political and economic power of the vampire, needless to say, is like a parasite that grows on all four limbs of the capital world, from the brain to the limbs, deeply rooted in it.

Many people refer to bankers as vampires...... Many times, that's what it means literally.

S.H.I.E.L.D. can deal with those aliens who invade the earth, those masters of different planes, those supervillains who are lucky enough to gain power, and even the extremely powerful Hydra that has been hidden since ancient Egyptian times, but it just can't deal with those vampires who feed on people.

Because in a sense, the vampire is the country, or at least the economy of the country.

A capital vampire like Staff, who controls a powerful consortium, is not a minority in this country, but a huge shadow of the iceberg under the surface of the sea...... So Stafford could see the power of humanity, and he saw how the Avengers could fight against the galactic overlord Thanos, who was a thousand times more powerful than their race, without worrying about why they would attack him.

Sometimes, people can fight against opponents who are much stronger than themselves, but they can't help the little Plasmodium parasites that live in their brains.

When Stav was looking down on Los Santo, he felt the sun on his body, filtering the harmful radiation of vampires, and his skin had some itching, just like the feeling of a slightly acidic liquid corroding human skin, faint, but continuous itching, Staff's face instantly gloomy.

In order to allow himself to bask in the sun every day, he invested nearly a billion dollars to research how to remove harmful radiation from the sun, made this special glass that filters ultraviolet rays, and built this glass conservatory...... But now, this billion-dollar glass greenhouse has actually gone wrong.

Staffe was furious, ready to call the person in charge to come up and reprimand him, he was going to lock the junior vampire in this glass conservatory and burn it for a day, so that he could taste the power of the midday sun...... The glass conservatory can only protect vampires on cloudy days or in the early morning when the sun is not so violent, and at noon, even if it is protected by special glass, it can be harmful.

It is about the equivalent of a human being immersed in a weakly acidic solution for a whole day......

But just as these thoughts crossed Staff's mind, the vampire's excellent motion capture skills allowed him to see the white smoke coming out of the skin on his hands, and then the well-maintained skin, which was flecked with age spots, began to festered and burned rapidly, as if it were attached to a red iron plate.

Stav was screaming in a sudden and sharp pain.

"There are Diao people who want to harm me!" This was the only thought that could come to Staff's mind, and then he bounced up quickly, and his fat body turned into a black shadow with indescribable agility and rushed towards the room.

Stave looks old and fat, but that's just a disguise, and in fact it's far more physically fit than human. It still thinks that someone has done something to the glass to murder him, and when it returns to the shadows, it will be safe! In fact, it is still vigilant, and no one will think that such a small means can still be a high-level blood clan, so there must be a back-up move for the opponent.

But when he stepped into the room, he didn't wait for the "opponent's" move.

Instead, he saw that his group of subordinates, descendants, low-level blood clans, and blood slaves were all screaming, and the entire team of Staff's bodyguards and personal affairs were in chaos...... Stave could still feel the pain of the sun's scorching ...... His face had festered into a puddle of rotten flesh, and the corpses of some low-level bloods were lying in a puddle on the ground, as if they had been corroded by strong acid, and the flesh was muddy, still bubbling and smoking.

This is not a conspiracy of the enemy...... It's the genocide of the Human Revolutionary Union!

"No...... No! Stafford bit the neck of his beautiful female secretary, greedily sucking the blood of this famous Ivy League graduate, and by sucking the blood, the ulceration on his body was better, but the situation did not improve in the slightest, and the damage of the sun was still happening.

Wounds healed by sucking blood, only in exchange for more constant pain.

In order to survive, Stav and his vampire cronies frantically slaughtered the Ha Ghost humans under his command, but as time went by, there were fewer and fewer humans who could provide him with a life, and he could only pick up a white bald and fat middle-aged man he originally disdained, which was his personal accountant.

Stave took a bite out of his neck artery, controlling the speed of blood sucking, and turned into a black phantom and swept downstairs.

There are many employees below who serve him, but they are no longer his cronies. The humans there basically don't know his true identity, and if it were exposed in front of them, even Stafford would be in big trouble.

But now that he wants to live, he can't care about these things...... Most of his vampires have since been reduced to puddles of mud, and some have even turned to ashes...... Every second counts.

A mid-level vampire could not resist the pain of the sun's scorching heat and leaped from the roof of a fifty-six-story building...... At this height, even a vampire would have to fall into the mud...... If it was at night, he could wait for his body to heal himself, and then attack a few passers-by, wipe his mouth and be a good man.

But now he doesn't have that chance.

With all his bones broken, he could only collapse on the ground, letting the sun vaporize his flesh and blood, the crowd around him was screaming, everyone was watching in horror, fresh flesh and blood ran around him, but he could only face the body that was constantly melting and evaporating, and finally in the panic of passers-by, it melted and evaporated, leaving black embers in place.

Staff, who had swooped down to the office of the lower-level staff, had melted into a flesh-and-blood sauce man, his flesh melted and mixed together, hanging on the skeleton like a wet mud, and when he pounced, the horror and disgusting index of this appearance was second to none in the plasma tablets.

The weak employees screamed, desperately trying to get away from him.

But Stafford couldn't walk anymore, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the group of fresh blood bags, these short meters, but like a moat...... Out of reach, his legs had melted, and he was slumped on the ground, holding out his hand to the man who smelled of blood he craved.

Eventually, Stav exudes Mars...... In front of all, reduced to ashes.

The frightened employee pulled out his phone with a trembling hand and recorded the short video, which in a few minutes would appear on Oily Turtle and Facebook, accompanied by the self-righteous comments of the small and ignorant humans, the arrogant Staff, the noble High Blood, and thus became the after-dinner entertainment of his eyes.

In this age of entertainment to death...... Even if all the vampires in the world evaporated at the same time, it could become a national carnival.