Struggle in the American Comic World

Chapter 130 Vampires Who Believe in God

If he doesn't have enough eloquence, a thick enough face, and enough compound plans, how dare he call him a scumbag.

Treating Serena requires a very different approach than dealing with Natasha.

Natasha is smart enough, smart enough, and sees everything clearly, like a vixen, the relationship she needs is based on a strong enough shelter.

But Serena is different. Serena's life circle is too small, and the dealings she has dealt with in the past four hundred years are vampires, werewolves and other people who come and go.

So Serena is lonely and cold, and needs to be sincere enough and hot enough.

Jordani admits that he is a scumbag, and has been determined to be a scumbag who doesn't love dogs since he was a child.

But the scum returns to the scum, Jordani never thought of himself as a ruthless person.

As a friend of Guan Bao, Qiao Danny could even go to war with the behemoth's mutual aid club just for Jenny when he was very weak.

As a close kindergarten parent, Jordani treated May and Peter affectionately, and opposed the CIA and Osborne without the support of any forces.

As an active boyfriend and girlfriend, between Jordani and Natasha, let alone the Battle of Budapest, Jordani is still on the wanted list by Russia and Hungary.

In a sense, Serena has the longest relationship with Jordani.

Get rid of Marcus and William, which is why Jordani ran to Latvia alone when Nick Fury arranged for everyone to leave Europe.

Undead creatures have a long lifespan, and they seem to be cursed by the heavens.

Four hundred years of loneliness, in Jordani's opinion, is enough. Jordani's coming this time will directly remove Serena from the grievances of vampires and werewolves.

Of course, when doing good deeds, Jordan can be exchanged for a sincere relationship, and Qiao Danny is naturally happier.

Looking at Serena who was still deeply asleep beside her, even with her eyes closed, the satisfaction and happiness on her delicate face were clearly evident.

Jordani lightly left the bed and stretched his body.

After extensive practical training,

I am finally no longer the fifteen-minute boy I used to be, and the feeling of growing up is great.

Putting on a few clothes casually, Jordani came to the castle.

The corpses of vampires and werewolves, after being exposed to sunlight and sprinkled with silver powder, would turn into ashes. Apart from a touch of blood, the castle was much brighter.

The owner of this ancient castle used to have a good status among the vampire clan, and his strength was also very good.

Hanging on the wall overnight, the vampire looked much weaker, but still tenaciously alive.

Under the guidance of the owner of the castle, Jordani collected some food in the castle specially for blood slaves, and prepared a fairly rich breakfast.

At this time, Jordani was more like the owner of the castle than the vampire on the wall.

At one end of the long dining table, Jordani was in a good mood, enjoying the sunshine and breakfast. The only pity was that the red wine in the castle was mixed with blood. Fortunately, there was some green tea purchased from the Far East.

"Hey buddy, don't know your name yet?"

After eating casually, Jordani seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked the vampire on the wall.

"Charles Bromley."

Compared with most tough vampires, the owner of this castle is obviously more considerate.

In fact, the vampire Charles was not as evil as Jordani imagined. About two hundred years ago, he was bitten by a vampire.

That era was much more chaotic. Charles didn't like the black smoke, disease, and war in the industrial revolution.

So more than a hundred years ago, Charles traveled across the ocean and went to the United States. With his long life and accumulation, he is now a wealthy and philanthropist in the medical industry in the United States.

Charles believes in God. It is said that even the first fund of the Red Cross was contributed anonymously by Charles.

After becoming successful and famous, because of the large amount of wealth and influence at hand, Charles' status among the vampire clan has improved. In recent years, he has been bestowed with the ancient castle of the ancestral land of vampires.

No matter where people are, they will have such thoughts about returning home after wealth and honor.

Charles also returned to Latvia recently, and sponsored Marcus a large sum of dollars, planning to stay here for a while. If it wasn't in the ancestral land, Charles would have released all the blood slaves in the castle. .

Listening to Charles' complaint, Jordani was dumbfounded.

There are strange things in any place and in any race.

Or it's not a weird thing, but Charles has gone through a hundred years and still hasn't lost the shining point of humanity and kindness, which shocked Jordan a little.

"What are you talking about?"

Just when Jordani was stunned, Serena came to the hall wrapped in a looser home clothes.

"Nothing! Darling, I'll make breakfast for you, uh, eggs and green beans, if you need, here's bloody red wine."

Jordani got up, and opened the chair for Serena very gentlemanly.

The two kissed face to face, and Serena pushed away the blood-stained red wine in disgust, and said, "Honey, do you have coffee?"

Jordan shrugged and said, "It's too impolite to drink coffee in a vampire's house. There is green tea from the East, do you need it? It tastes good."

Spread dog food early in the morning.

Although Charles on the wall was very upset, what was more, he was incomparably shocked.

Seeing Serena enjoying breakfast, Charles struggled for a while, wailed, but ignored him, saying: "This is impossible, no blood race can enjoy human breakfast, Serena, I know you, this is impossible..."

Serena didn't pay attention to Charles on the wall. After breaking away from four hundred years of vampire life, Serena hated all undead creatures. These undead creatures destroyed Serena's family and brought Serena disasters for hundreds of years.

On the contrary, Jordani is very interested in Charles on the wall.

Flipping his hands, he took out a test tube containing undead blood from the space backpack, put down the tableware, and said, "Charles, do you know what this is?"

Charles raised his nose, surprised and shocked, and said: "This is the immortal blood of the great elder, the source of evolution, F..k, give it to me, I need it, money, I have countless wealth, you How much does it cost..."

Jordani laughed.

An undead blood is nothing to Jordan, and Jordan still has a lot.

After the European incident and the three documents that Natasha brought out, Jordani deeply felt that no one could be relied on, not Cypher, not even Nick Fury.

To be a man, always rely on yourself.

And if you want to rely on yourself, a force with sufficient funds and strong resources is essential.

Norman Osborn can cooperate, but it is not a good choice. On the contrary, Charles Bromley in front of him is a good choice.

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