Chapter 763 After Finishing the Work, Call the Professional Households for Washing the Floor

These two people are Isworth's eldest young master Dylan - Isworth, and the second generation of European black Alex - Montell.

Luke noticed just now that some of the people who rescued Alex appeared in the castle.

During the robbery at the prison last night, the car he installed the locator did indeed enter downtown Sacramento.

This time, he doesn't have to make another trip to Sacramento.

One by one, he dragged the two eldest young masters into the room, pressed them to the ground and beat them violently in turn, making them cry and howl with blood, and successfully forced out the information he needed.

Throwing away the two big boys, he searched the castle thoroughly again, found the batch of things he was interested in, and put them in the storage space.

These things are not money, and the total amount is not much.

Some of the cash and gold in the castle remained untouched.

Batman is not a ghost butcher, and this kind of sweeping behavior can't be done, lest it be associated with the behavior of other vests.

As soon as Wei Guangzheng's personality collapses, the identity of Batman is not easy to use.

Half an hour later, when the search was over, he dragged the two dying young masters out, threw them beside the two vampires, and ordered, "Transform them into your servants."

The two vampires were weak and seemed powerless to move.

Luke didn't talk nonsense, he took out a small glass bottle, threw it into the mouth of one of the vampires, and snapped his chin together.

With a click, the small glass bottle shattered, the liquid inside filled the vampire's mouth, and a strong garlic smell came out.

The vampire screamed, rolled and struggled on the ground for a moment, before biawing blew his head, and the dead couldn't die any longer.

Taking out a bottle of concentrated garlic essence again, Luke sneered: "Alien, you are not human!"

He just pulled another vampire, and the one who was lucky not to be picked just now resolutely relented: "Don't, I'll do it, I'll do it right away."

Luke sneered and threw the vampire beside the two young men, watching him embrace Dylan and Alex for the first time.

After a while, the two elders showed the state of vampire slaves,

He nodded with satisfaction and jumped up to the heights of the stone castle.

Taking out a prepaid phone, he texted the number on Phil's business card, and threw the phone in place.

After doing all this, Luke leaped out and left this devil's nest.

...

Early in the morning, Selena came out of the training room: "Are you back?"

"Well, what would you like to eat today?" Luke asked when he just finished bathing and came out of the room.

Gold Nugget replied: "Wang."

Luke: "Okay, let's make it simple and eat steamed seafood."

Selena glanced at him: "If you are busy, let it eat raw, anyway, there is a lot of tuna meat."

Gold Nugget snorted, expressing dissatisfaction.

Luke smiled and shook his head: "No, I won't be too busy today."

Maybe it won't be busy for a few days. He muttered in his heart.

Twenty minutes later, Luke looked at the news at home and smiled: "How is the situation?"

"The bombing of St. Bost's Hospital has been on the temporary news, and it is suspected of being an "empty bomb attack". There is nothing wrong with Dustin, and SWAT and the serious crime team have rushed over." Selena said.

Luke: "Where's Batman?"

Selena looked strange: "Only the picture of him grabbing the two monsters, and the pictures of cutting off the monster's arms and the two helicopters taking over are gone."

Luke didn't care.

Just last night, the pictures and articles posted on the Internet by Xiao Wo disappeared without a trace, and only existed for less than ten minutes.

However, his purpose has been achieved.

No one can be sure that Batman will not see the relevant information in these short minutes.

Or someone else with a heart kept the pictures and messages and sent them to Batman.

Anyway, Luke himself knew that Batman must have seen this big revelation.

...

At nine in the morning, in IN N OUT outside the Stark Industrial Park, two middle-aged men sat opposite each other in a secluded corner.

"My salary is only for this, don't dislike it." Phil said with a smile, took a bite of the cheeseburger in his hand.

Flegg smiled and took a bite of the burger: "I didn't expect you to treat me to a $50 special, and we're not rich."

Phil nodded with a smile.

"You stayed up late? It's just a special goal, it won't make you work so hard, right?" Flegg asked, looking at Phil's dark circles.

Phil continued to smile: "There is a lot of work. If you don't finish this matter quickly, more things will come up later."

Of course he wouldn't tell Flegg that he received an unexpected short message in the early hours of the morning. He had to work overtime all night, dispatched all the team members, and caught six vampires and over a hundred disabled people at one time.

If this is not handled properly, it will cause a lot of commotion.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is not a U.S. law enforcement agency, and rashly moving the upper-level American people like the Esworth family can easily arouse dissatisfaction with the U.S. government.

It'd be easier to deal with if it was Flegg.

It's a pity that Phil couldn't give Flegg the things he got.

He knew a lot about Flegg's agency.

Those vampires fall into the hands of that institution, and the danger to society is not small, and the threat to S.H.I.E.L.D. is even greater.

It is also for this reason that even if he is very busy and tired now, he still comes on time, ready to chat with Flegg for half an hour to avoid being noticed by him.

He would have also come out for breakfast, and he could also pack a batch of food for the team members who worked overtime.

Flegg couldn't see through the Phil in front of him, but he knew that it was useless to fight with Phil, this joker's level was far superior to himself.

After the chat, he went straight to the topic: "Batman, we are interested, I hope you don't interfere."

Phil smiled: "Is this a warning?"

Flegg hesitated and shook his head: "Just a reminder."

Phil nodded: "Then I see."

Flegg hesitated, but still said, "What do you want? Make an offer."

Phil pondered, and finally shook his head: "Flegg, everyone is also an old friend. I don't want this kind of thing to destroy each other's friendship. So I can tell you clearly that we will not consider recruiting Batman in the short term."

Flegg was stunned for a while, then frowned: "Don't tell me, do you want to arrest him?"

Phil continued to shake his head: "I don't have any plans for this for now. At most, keep an eye on him. He is a very complicated person, and we won't take rash action until we get a more accurate assessment report."

Flegg was a little convinced.

Phil is still very old-fashioned. He handles all kinds of things smoothly. There are not many people offended, and there are many good friends.

Like today's matter, Flegg made an offer, and someone else would definitely agree.

But Phil didn't take advantage of him, and was outspoken.

Flegg picked up the Coke cup and gestured: "OK, I'll invite you next time."

Phil raised the black tea with a smile: "It's a deal."

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