"Is this it?" Blade stopped his motorcycle and surveyed the building in front of him. With a white theme and circular floor-to-ceiling windows, the shape of the whole house is very avant-garde and eye-catching, which is very in line with Tony Stark's character. Blade pulled out the key to the motorcycle, glanced at the small note in his hand, and after making sure there was no problem, he walked to the door and pressed the doorbell hard.

The camera in the doorway moved slightly as Blade approached, but due to the small size and the fact that Blade wasn't very vigilant right now, he didn't notice something staring at him. With the rapid development of technology, cameras are not only capable of recording videos, but are likely to become the eyes of some people at certain times, such as Jarvis.

"Sir, Mr. Blade is at the door, should we invite him in." Jarvis's voice entered Tony's ears through the headphones.

Tony paused for a moment as he paused as he looked at the design on the projection. "Jarvis, ask him in, and then trouble him to wait for me for twenty minutes or so, and I'll be done." Tony's hands danced to the projection, and soon the sleeves, collar, and cuffs on the projection became a suit under Tony's combination. He crossed his hands, tilted his head, stared at the projection information tightly, looked at the simulation data, and the rows of data kept refreshing, and finally stabilized and sank into the projected suit.

"Alright, it's time for the next step." Tony had an excited look on his face.

Blade sat on the milky leather couch, and the pitch black he sat on it was particularly obvious, and the concept of "disobedience" seemed to appear in Jarvis's database for the first time. "Mr. Blade, do you need, tea, coffee, or wine?" The blade instantly turned to the place where the sound came from, a speaker. His tense muscles slowly relaxed, and his back leaned back against the couch.

"Wine, thank you." Blade stared at the speaker and said.

"Do you have any requirements for wine? In this way, I will provide you with better service. Jarvis's voice came from another speaker this time, but this time the blade didn't tense his muscles.

"I'd like to add ice if I can." Blade said this.

"Wait a minute." Jarvis's voice was deep and gentlemanly without a hint of machinery, which was not something that a machine could make.

Snort, snort, a small four-wheeled robot quickly came to Blade's side, its slender and sturdy mechanical arm holding a silver tray, on which were placed the wine that Blade just needed and some snacks with wine. "I took it upon myself to get you some snacks with wine, I hope you won't mind, Sir has instructed me to entertain you well." Jarvis's voice seemed apologetic.

Blade smiled, "Thank you, you're a good housekeeper." He picked up the glass on the tray and took a sip of the amber liquor. This is really the highest recognition for me, thank you, sir. Jarvis's voice became cheerful, and he was happy to be recognized.

"Jarvis, I know he's busy, but my news is also very important, please inform him, I hope he is faster." Blade put down his glass, not looking at any other position, as if he felt that Jarvis needed that respect.

"Alright, Mr. Blade. I'll go and ask sir. ”

In the lab, Tony watched the different changes in the test materials, and the results were all failures, and the clothes on the projection were either burst or crumpled. Tony looked at the results of each experiment, he touched his chin, and he had a flash of inspiration. "It's not that there's a problem with the program I've designed, it's the material, as long as the material can" "Sir, Mr. Blade asked me to tell you that the news he brought needs you to know as soon as possible, and he wants you to meet him as soon as possible. "Okay." Tony clasped his hands together and turned off the projection.

"Hey, Brother Dao, what's the matter?" Tony emerges from the lab, says hello to Blade, and sits down in front of Blade, sinking into the couch. "Jarvis, get me some beer." Tony snapped his fingers. "Yes, sir."

"Brother Dao, let's say, Jarvis said you were a little anxious?" Tony leaned forward and braced his arms on his knees.

"Just look at it." Blade pulls out the letter Venia had given him from his arms. Tony took it and began to read every word on it. "Sir, your beer." Like Blade's, Tony's beer comes with some snacks, but it seems to be a little more generous. "Sir, since you haven't eaten lunch yet, I hope you'll be able to finish what I've brought you." "Eun." Tony replied vaguely, he picked up his beer and took a sip, then continued to look at the letter that Blade had brought, and the more he looked at the back, the tighter his brow became, and he said in a loud voice, "Jarvis, contact our Miss Mage and tell her that there is something new." "Yes sir."

"Where did this come from?" Tony pointed to the letter. "The most powerful vampire in New York, and the most powerful." Blade briefly explained to Tony. "The female vampire?" "Yes." Blade nodded. "Is it beautiful? The vampires in the movie are all beautiful. Tony's eyes lit up with curiosity. Beautiful, but also has a sense of a fallen knight. Blade thought about it and gave a serious evaluation. Cool! Tony rubbed his hands. Will she have a blood-sucking affair with me for 400 years? "I think it maybe, but it must end up being your neck broken, and he likes women."

"Sir, Miss Sindore has arrived at the door."

"Please let her in."

"Yes sir."

Ai Lan was wearing a red robe embroidered with a thick gold edge, and her face was still foggy, making it difficult to see.

"Coming so soon?" Tony looked up and said.

"Jarvis told me there was something important, I used up the mana in the ring so quickly." Ai Lan raised her left hand, and the ruby ring on it seemed to be a little dim. "That's a week's worth of mana!" Ai Lan pretended to be heartbroken, but in fact, at this distance, Ai Lan could recover as long as she saved some time to eat chocolate. "Tell me, what the hell is going on." Elan and Blade sat on one side, waiting for Tony's introduction.

"Look at this, the intel that Blade brings." Tony handed the letter to Alan.

Ai Lan looked at it patiently and hastily, and she said solemnly: "Is this information accurate?" "Actually, Venia has already shown this information to Ailan." There should be no problem. Blade opened his mouth, and he continued, "I've been hunting vampires for so long, and I've heard a little bit about the ways of the Great Marquinos family. "Alright then, let's talk about what to do." Tony said. Blade and Elans nodded.

S.H.I.E.L.D., Director's Office. Nick Fury is working on a number of documents, mostly about the refitting of the Rapid Reaction Force. "Ding-dong." A new email received on his computer. Nick Fury glanced at the sender, and he froze. "Isn't Frost Deacon dead? Could it be that he was the one who took his place? Nick Fury thought to himself, then I'm going to read this email.

The email was opened, and a transfer page popped up, and Nick Fury knew that it was a direct video. After just a few seconds of darkness, a face full of charm appeared, deep eyes, three-dimensional but soft facial features, bright red hooking lips, which seemed to have a moist feeling, and a pink tongue wiped on the lips, deliberately revealing sharp white teeth, which made Nick Fury feel a little intoxicated.

"You vampire, tell me what do you want to do" Nick Fury straightened up so he could be less affected by Venia. "Oh, hehe." Venia covered her mouth and smiled, the laughter that made Nick Fury's heart shake a little. "Is this guy capable of sound? The influence is stronger than that of Dama Kinos. Nick Fury speculated inwardly.

"Hello Director S.H.I.E.L.D., I'm Venia, the man who killed Frost, well, or a vampire. Sure enough, as I guessed correctly, you are in contact with us, or are you colluding? Venia blinked, like a child discovering something new, and her eyes kept looking at Nick Fury.

"Don't you have a family? New York isn't your playground. ”

"It seems that it's not just New York. But forget it, I'm here to tell you something, Big Malaysia is going to send 300 troops to help me recover all the vampires in New York, and then I'll be a decent earl. Venia looked at the camera and showed Nick Fury the ring on his hand.

"Count?" Nick Fury frowned, but he didn't say anything. He smiled, mockery in his voice. "It's only three hundred, what can you do? If you're too late to show you, we're not going to leave a count in New York. Nick Fury's eyes lit up with murder.

"This can't help you, you're not afraid of three hundred troops, but what about three hundred blood teeth?" Venia smiled at the show, looking forward to Nick Fury's reaction.

"Three hundred blood teeth? S.H.I.E.L.D. has the ability to block everything. Nick Fury said to Venia.

"yes, but I don't know how many people are going to die in S.H.I.E.L.D. It's a pity that people who are full of vitality and exude vitality are about to disappear. ”

"Say what you mean, Count." Nick Fury acknowledges Venia's status.

"I brought you a letter, the content, what time is it, which street, which store, divided into several teams, this gift is good, right?"

"What do you want?"

"Quite simply, I demand that all vampires in New York disappear except for us, and that there be fewer patrols in Brooklyn?"

"I ask you to do the same, or we won't be able to cooperate," Nick Fury leaned back in his chair, waiting for Venia's answer.

"Alright then, though, we're not going to fight head-on. If you agree, you will close the deal. Venia nodded her lips and made a gesture of shooting.

"Deal." Nick Fury said.

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