Chapter 427: Persuading to Surrender (Please Collect, Recommend, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket) Second Update, Please Vote for the Monthly Ticket!!!

"But what does this have to do with you?" Kai still didn't quite understand the logic. It was true that the US government did use this program to benefit itself, but it seemed that this had nothing to do with Stewart, a retired old man.

"Hehe... The government relies on these wiretaps to control the people, and bigwigs rely on wiretaps to attack opponents and gain benefits. But the problem is that specific things need those small roles to complete. Those people above have gotten what they want, so what about those people below who do things? Do you really think they are dedicated to the country? Everyone likes the US dollar."

There is a saying that rats have their own ways. Stewart may not have a high status, but the problem is that he has a wide network of contacts. Sensitive things like the Prism Project are of course not accessible to ordinary people, but Stewart can easily get the inside story and even get access to the Prism Project from it, which is awesome.

"How much?"

"This thing is charged according to the number of times, $100,000 per time. They installed a backdoor in the project database for me, but the port must be changed every time it is used." Stewart did not hide it from Kai. We are friends for life. Do you think it's a joke?

"Can you introduce it to me?" Kai was interested in this thing. This thing is a bit like the domestic Skynet surveillance, but it is more excessive.

Stuart shook his head: "No, you know how sensitive this thing is. Those people would rather make less money than be exposed. The risk is too great."

In short, if this kind of thing is discovered, it is a crime of treason. Those people dare not mess around, so this kind of transaction has always been very, very secretive and only circulated in a very small circle.

Kai can understand it.

After all, a friend of a friend is not my friend.

Even if Kai is Stuart's father, others can't trust him. This kind of thing is a head-losing job, no matter how careful you are, it's not too much.

"Okay, if I need to use this thing in the future, I'll find you directly." Kai threw out a card directly.

"What is this?" Stuart's face sank. He knew it was money, but did he help Kai for money?

"Anonymous card, five million."

"Oh." Stuart immediately put away his face and quickly put away the anonymous card. It's not that he's greedy for money, it's just... he spends money on too many things!

"In the future, every time I ask you for information, I'll give you one million!"

Having money means being so willful. To be honest, in his previous life, he felt that he could only treat money like dirt like he does now in two situations. One is in a dream. Who hasn't dreamed of getting rich? The second is lying in the grave. At that time, the descendants will definitely burn a lot of money. Anyway, the number of that thing is large. The face value of a ghost money can be hundreds of billions. It is estimated that in the underworld, buying a match will cost tens of trillions.

"Deal!"

Stuart did this completely out of instinct. Although he was a soldier, he actually did more intelligence work. If there is such an opportunity, he will not give up participating even if it is useless. He never planned to make money with this, but if the target is Kai, then there is no problem.

First of all, he knows that Kai is rich. Five million is a lot for him, but it is nothing to Kai. In this case, why refuse?

Secondly, he believes that Kai will not cheat himself. This kind of thing is very sensitive, so it is best not to use it if you can. He believes that Kai can understand the mystery.

Just when the two reached a deal, the computer prompted that a suspected target was found.

Stuart immediately clicked on the pop-up window, which was a photo on a social networking site. At this time, both Facebook and Twitter were online, especially Facebook was very strong, which also led many young people to like to post their photos on Facebook.

The background of this photo is a bar, and several young people are taking selfies. Because of the angle, they just took a picture of Blade's face.

It was nine o'clock in the evening, when the nightlife just began.

"I think I need some time to clean up the timeline and roadmap. If you feel bored, you can take a nap first." Stuart moved his fingers and planned to start working. Compared with fighting and killing, Stuart actually prefers paperwork.

Kai nodded, walked to the sofa next to him, picked up Stuart's laptop, and skillfully clicked on his browsing history.

Well, as expected, Stuart's habit of watching small movies has not changed.

But the taste is getting weirder and weirder.

What is My Little Pony?

Kai clicked it curiously, and then almost poked his eyes out! Damn, no wonder Stuart doesn't have a girlfriend.

Then Kai quickly changed to SpongeBob to clean his eyes.

...

At nine o'clock the next morning, Kai was called up from the sofa by Stuart. In addition to Stuart's signature bacon sandwich and milk, there was also a document with the entire itinerary of Blade's disappearance on the day of his disappearance, and all the suspicious persons.

Kai ate the sandwich while flipping through the document casually. When he turned to the middle, Kai saw an acquaintance.

Selina!

"Tsk... these guys are really haunting."

After saying that, Kai closed the document.

Before working, finish the bacon sandwich first!

Although Stuart's XP is very eye-catching, his cooking skills are beyond words, especially his bacon sandwich, which is definitely comparable to those Michelin restaurants.

While Kai was enjoying breakfast, Blade, the target Kai wanted to rescue, was trying to fight desperately with the vampire in front of him!

"Don't struggle, you are a waste now." A handsome vampire looked at Blade, who was tied to a metal frame, as if he was looking at a gorilla in a zoo.

Blade was locked on a thick metal bracket in the shape of an 'X', with a metal stick in his mouth. His hands and feet were locked with huge metal locks, which completely wrapped Blade's hands and feet, leaving him with no place to use his strength. Moreover, Blade's current situation was not even close to being 'powerful'.

There were also some catheters inserted into those metal locks, which directly connected Blade's blood vessels and continuously extracted blood from them.

Although Blade was a half-vampire, his power came from blood, just like vampires. In the past, Blade needed to rely on the substitute potion developed by his adoptive father Abraham to suppress his bloodthirstiness and provide energy. Now not only was there no substitute potion, but blood was constantly being drawn. He was in good health and struggled... what a fart.

Blade felt that he was going to die.

He was not very excited about this. When he decided to pick up the knife and swear to kill all the vampires, he had anticipated this outcome.

Either all the vampires died, or he was killed. There was no middle option.

What really made Blade fight for his life was the scene in front of him!

This is a factory, a blood factory!

Here, thousands of humans are neatly hung on the shelves like seafood wrapped in plastic wrap. Everyone here is a "cow", even worse than a cow. Although the cow is milked, it is at least well-fed and well-drinked, and can walk around the farm from time to time, but what about these humans who are now used as blood production machines? They are vacuum-packed and kept alive by life support devices...

No, Blade is not sure whether their state can be called "alive".

They are unconscious in the vacuum pack, nutrition depends on infusion, breathing depends on ventilators, excretion depends on catheters, and each one is like a vegetable.

In fact, it was almost the same. They all had their frontal lobes removed and completely lost their autonomy.

Blade was not an easily excited person. Under the effect of the substitute potion, Blade did not have a bloodthirsty thirst, but this seemed to suppress Blade's emotions and made him extremely indifferent. But now, Blade could not control his emotions.

Even though his blood was constantly drawn, Blade was still struggling. He looked at the vampire in front of him, his eyes revealed endless anger. The huge anger made his body tense. Even though his body was already weak, he still tried his best to control his muscles and make them move.

The huge force kept tearing the metal locks, and even his own muscles were broken, but he still couldn't shake the chains.

"Look at it, is this the vampire killer that the New York guys are so afraid of? Now this guy is like a helpless beast."

The other vampires looked at Blade in front of them, and they all showed contemptuous and bloodthirsty smiles.

Indeed, Blade brought too much pressure to the vampires, and he even caused many vampires to be afraid to go out on the street at night.

Ridiculous, right?

As nobles of the night, they were afraid to move at night.

What a great humiliation!

It was precisely because of this that they humiliated Blade so much, as if only in this way could they wash away their shame.

"Enough!"

A majestic female voice made all the vampires quiet down.

Selina walked in on high heels. She was still dressed in the same outfit, a black windbreaker and a tight corset, highlighting her heroic and noble appearance.

"Humiliating the enemy will not bring us any honor."

"But you killed so many of us!" Selina's words did not touch the vampires present.

When did vampires care about honor?

Ever since they were driven from the Old World to the New World in disgrace, they have no honor to speak of. Now the times have changed. Vampires no longer live in clans. They do not need to bear the honor of the clan. They are more like gangsters now.

This is also the reason why many old vampires are reluctant to come out. They have experienced the prosperity of vampires in Europe. Even if they kill people, they will appear polite. Unlike the new-age vampires now, they are like beasts, wantonly venting their desires.

They have no sense of honor, and even the most basic courtesy.

How can those old guys who claim to be nobles accept this?

And this disagreement has also created the two major factions in the current vampire camp, the pure-blood faction and the mixed-blood faction.

This thing is similar to the old party and the new party when the vampire split.

Selena turned her head and looked at the vampire who spoke against her.

Then.

Puff!

The guy's head was chopped off!

At this time, other vampires remembered that the woman in front of them was the leader of the Death Walker!

The Death Walker is the executioner within the vampire!

Anyone who dares to resist them will be killed!

After killing a fellow, well, no, Selena doesn't think such a thing is her own kind at all.

"What a pity, Blade. You know what? With your abilities, you can achieve much more. But it's not your fault. After all, everything you've been through has led you to your current path. Your humanity has suppressed your instincts. You could have been stronger, not as weak as you are now."

"Weak?" Blade now looked like a drug addict, his black face showing a perverted paleness due to blood loss. Although it was a bit awkward to say this, how could a black man be pale?

But that was the fact, his lips lost color, his cheeks began to lose weight, his eyes lost focus from time to time, and his originally healthy skin became dry and bloodless.

But his voice was still like the ice of hell, cold and hard.

"Bullying those homeless people is your strength? Bullshit! You are just monsters. A group of rats who can only hide in the dark and stinking ditch! A group of inhuman beasts, actually talking to me about humanity? Don't make me laugh, bitch!"

Selena was not angry when she was called a bitch. In fact, she didn't like this place either. This kind of treatment of people as beasts made Selena unable to compare the current vampires with the glorious era she had experienced.

"You have our blood in you, Blade. You are destined to stand on our side, why do you betray your compatriots?"

Faced with Selina's persuasion, Blade no longer had the strength to refute, he just smiled contemptuously.

Even though Blade was so weak that he couldn't even beat a teenager, his contempt still made Selina feel powerless, and for some reason, she could feel a chill from that smile.

"Stand with us, Blade. I know everything in front of you makes you angry... I don't like it either. But we can change! We need to change, only in this way can the blood clan be great again! If you don't like it, then you should stand up. We also hope to change, so we need you more."

Selina is very dissatisfied with the current blood clan, and she also knows that her father Victor doesn't like it either.

Now Victor is doing his best to pull the blood clan back from the path of depravity.

But this requires strength!

Political means are no longer king among vampires now, and vampires in the new era are more respectful of power.

So they need the power of Blade.

"Hehe." Blade reluctantly raised his head and looked at Selina.

Selina looked at him expectantly, hoping that she could make the most correct choice.

Unfortunately, she was destined to be disappointed.

"I'll give you a piece of advice, run away quickly, the farther the better, otherwise..." Blade raised his head, and a hint of surprise and endless murderous intent burst out of his bloodshot eyes "... I guarantee that you won't live beyond tomorrow!"

Boom! !

As soon as the voice fell, a huge explosion seemed to be the most perfect annotation for Blade's words.