"Who am I?"

“…… I'm Ponsar Halder, codenamed Blood Dove, and I'm a Level 7 Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. ......"

Ponza's consciousness began to regain his consciousness, with the sharp pain that radiated from every muscle and skin of his body. The pain made him want to moan softly, and he tried to suppress the urge, but his body reacted much faster than his consciousness scurried.

A vigorous tugging around his neck was like a man carrying a goldfish with a hook in it, and Ponsa's head was a mess, like a puddle of mashed white paste. He felt like he was now going to a fish that had been scraped alive and hung up and twitched by the wind knife and was dying and not dead.

The vibrating eardrums vaguely caught a few vague words in the air, and Ponsa desperately tried to hear them, but the pain in his body and his vague consciousness made his thoughts a luxury.

The fingers that were wrapped around his neck like steel bands loosened a little, and Ponsa only felt that he had been thrown into a hard chair, and the cold power, the cold and hard body, collided with his bruised body, and the momentary pain almost made him dizzy again.

But the pain is followed by a gradual clarity and sharpening of the senses.

The roaring ears began to hear the sound clearly.

The swollen eyes, though still stinging, can be barely opened and looked around.

The smell of blood in the nose and the damp stench of swill in the sewers.

The sound of a chair dragging made Ponza look with narrowed eyes, and he could only see a vague figure sitting down not far from him.

"I am Lucien, King of Ravan and all the werewolves of Hungary." Someone said.

"Raven? That despicable traitor! He's not going to end well. Ponsa sensitively grasped a word, and the whole person bounced up like a spring, but fell back into the chair due to the pain of his body, and said angrily with a mixture of pain.

"Although you are a little vague, I can roughly understand what you mean. Raven's behavior seems to you to be a betrayal and betrayal, but to me, it is a call of blood. He had to lean into his own race. ”

Lucien leaned over in his chair, grabbed Ponza's head with his probing hand, lifted his head, and looked at his swollen and bulging eyes, which could barely open a slit, and asked, "Even now, are you really uncooperative and unrepentant and don't want to say something?" ”

"Boss, he has a high level of secrecy in the organization behind him, and the training he has undergone will not make him open his mouth lightly." A slightly flattering tone sounded in the small, dimly lit space of a prison at the bottom of a tower.

"It's okay Laven, I have another way to know from him what I want to know, and I don't need him to speak." Lucien said.

A tall, dark-skinned man entered from the outside and leaned over Lucien's ear and whispered a word in a hurry.

"Then let him in." Lucien waved his hand, and the black man immediately walked out.

"Your tenacity has indeed wasted me a lot of time, but I have to say, I must say: it's all over man." Lucien unloaded Ponsa's jaw and tied his entire limbs to a fixed chair with chains.

As he did this, Lucien said as if he were chattering, "Maybe Ravan has revealed a lot of important information about us, along with our origins. If you've read the information that Ravin has revealed to you, you'll know a certain characteristic of the Corvinus race. ”

"A special method of interrogation."

"Remembrance of Blood!"

"Taste your blood, spy on your memories and secret means."

"Your face has changed? You know this means. Maybe you've done some coping training in some unknown way? But it didn't work, the Covenus werewolves weren't very good at this method, so I specially hired a Kevenus Bloodline who was good at this, a master of the Bloodline's mysteries. ”

"Trust me, whether you want to open your mouth or not, he will dig out the deepest secrets hidden in your heart."

"The person I am looking for, the organization behind you, your boss, to take over your manpower, your plan, under the passage of blood, will have nothing to hide."

……

Hilton Budapest.

"What was the last message from the blood pigeon?" Meng Ao asked.

"The Corvinus Bloodline is about to begin a new Elder Awakening Ceremony, just these days." Coulson replied, "Marcus, Victor, and Amelia, the three earliest and longest-living Blood Elders, in order to avoid the chaos of the ruling party, the three Blood Elders agreed on their respective reigns. Each elder has been in power for a hundred years, and so on. ”

"Isn't that abnormal?" Meng Ao said: "Shouldn't this kind of thing be the top secret of the blood clan? I'm not surprised that the werewolves know this secret of the BloodClan, but I'm surprised that they were able to determine when the Awakening Ritual begins. ”

"Maybe there's an internal response?"

"Then the status of this inner deservance must be high enough, and at least it must be qualified to be in contact with such important matters; can tell the specific time, even the blood clan is only a handful. Our plans should be reconsidered, and of course, the results need not be changed. ”

"There's a reporter, Meng Ao." Ida Wang pushed the door into the house, carefully closed the door, walked to Meng Ao's side, and leaned over.

"Journalists?" Meng Ao was stunned for a moment, and then asked sensitively: "Looking for me?" How did she get in? What about hotel security? ”

Ida Wang shrugged.

"Can we be exposed?" Meng Ao spread his hands and looked at Coulson.

"We're doing something bad, little Meng'o." Coulson waved his hand: "The matter of extermination, the more low-key this kind of thing, the better." You can be suspected, but you must not be caught with your evidence. You don't want to attract a few key peeps of the old immortals in the future, do you? ”

Meng Ao nodded.

"So I kept her." Ida Wang said under Meng Ao's gaze.

"Let me deal with the reporter." Meng Ao waved his hand, "Next, I want to take the lead." I want the blood of that descendant of Corvennas. ”

"For research?" Coulson blinked.

"Just a little bit of a special collecting fetish." Meng Ao said: "I have the interest and urge to collect all this kind of special mutated bloodline that appears around me. ”

"We don't have a strong manpower at hand. It will take time for the arranged staff to come over. Coulson expressed his helplessness.

"It's okay, Ida will bring me what I want."

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