Chapter 787: Make up for Yesterday's (Please Collect, Recommend, and Vote for Me) There Is One More Update, Please Vote for Me at the End of the Month

The turmoil at the Continental Hotel, well, it shouldn't be called a turmoil. In fact, most people don't know what happened at the Continental Hotel. Even the news the next day only said that the gas pipeline of the Continental Hotel had safety hazards, and it was investigated and sealed by the relevant departments, and asked to stop operating until the rectification was completed.

No one cared about the people who disappeared at the Continental Hotel that night. Everything passed silently. Although the Continental Hotel opened again after a period of time, the signboard was changed. A well-established hotel that had existed for more than a hundred years closed down.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Kai. Those organizations or individuals who are chasing Hannibal's traces don't want Kai to get too involved in this matter.

But Kai is not idle either.

This matter starts with Blade.

Last time at the Continental Hotel, Hannibal and Blade fought side by side. The two left their contact information and agreed to contact each other in a few days.

On the night of the day, Hannibal came to Blade's hiding place as promised.

Blade has his own fixed safe house in the New York subway. Although New York is an international metropolis, its infrastructure is actually very old. The most obvious example is the New York subway. The New York subway is the world's largest urban rail transit system. It has been in operation for a hundred years. Many facilities have become antiques. The total length of the subway track is 1,370 kilometers, but the length that can be used for actual application is only 1,070 kilometers, and the length of commercial operation routes is only 3.

In short, many sections of these subways have been abandoned, and Blade's secret base is among them.

This place is very difficult to find. If you want to enter from the inside of the subway, it is absolutely wishful thinking. You can only find the entrance through the complex and smelly sewers.

Perhaps because of this, this secret base has never been discovered.

When Hannibal found Blade, this guy was repairing something on the workbench. Looking at his technique, you can tell that this guy has never done such delicate work before.

Seeing Hannibal's arrival, Blade put down the tools in his hand.

It seemed like it was the first time that a guest visited here. After Blade put down his tools, he didn't know what to do at first. After hesitating for a second or two, Blade took out some food and a can of beer from the refrigerator. "Would you like some?"

Hannibal looked at the expired bread and cheap beer, and his lips twitched. It's not that he disliked it... well, he just disliked it. In his previous life, if someone came to your house as a guest, you would definitely be considered impolite if you used this to entertain the guest.

But fortunately, Hannibal also had a general understanding of what kind of person Blade was, so he didn't say anything, but sat down and picked up a bottle of beer and drank it.

Blade was relieved to see Hannibal like this. He also sat down and opened a bottle of beer.

The closest person to him in this life was his adoptive father Abraham Whistler, and no one else. He had no friends, no family, and nothing in his life except killing vampires. Naturally, no friends had ever come to his house, so he didn't understand the ways of the world at all.

Neither of them was a very articulate person, so the scene suddenly became awkward. Of course, it was mainly Hannibal who was embarrassed. Blade felt very good about it, and even drank more generously. As a half-vampire, although he was not afraid of sunlight or silver, he could only suck blood. He could not eat human food, but he could drink. Orthodox vampires could also drink. It can even be said that they like alcohol very much.

For Blade, it was definitely a very rare experience for a friend to drink with him.

"Where is your adoptive father?" Hannibal drank two sips of beer and finally couldn't stand this strange atmosphere, so he looked for a topic. He remembered that Blade said that he had an adoptive father who was a vampire hunter.

Blade put down the bottle, and his voice was rarely depressed: "Dead, died at the hands of a vampire."

Hannibal pulled the corner of his mouth. Damn, he was killed by himself today.

"Sorry."

"No, he has no regrets." His adoptive father was a tragic man. All his family members were killed by vampires. If Blade hadn't appeared when he was most lost and desperate, he would have committed suicide long ago. It can be said that Blade is his adoptive father's most powerful revenge on vampires, although it is a bit unfair to Blade. His life was doomed the moment he met his adoptive father. He was trained as a killing machine since he was a child and had no childhood at all.

But who can say that the feelings between him and his adoptive father are false?

It is really hard to say what happens in life.

"By the way, where did you go before? I have been in New York for a long time, but I didn't find you."

"Europe." Blade's words are always simple. "After Whistler was killed, I have been chasing the murderer. As a result, I found that some big vampires gathered together and didn't know what they were doing, so I chased them all the way to Rome in Europe."

"Rome? Vampires ran to the territory of the Vatican?" The Vatican in this world is not just a simple religious organization. They also have real exorcist power under their hands. Vampires and the like can still be dealt with. Of course, the strength of the Church is just that, not worth mentioning, and not a big force, but it is the Roman Church, the center of the Christian world. Why would vampires go there for no reason?

"What's the use of the Church? Can it make people immortal? Can it make people rich? Most of the strength of the vampire family lies in their human slaves." Blade finally showed his first smile tonight, but this smile contained sarcasm and contempt.

I don't know who he was contemptuous of.

Maybe both.

Hannibal curled his lips. With the development of technology, humans... have really become more and more degenerate. Or in other words, the enjoyment of oneself has surpassed other beliefs. Humans no longer believe in God, nor in heaven and hell. This is good and bad. If you don't believe in those, you will naturally become enlightened and wise, but you will also become less reverent.

Now many humans still think vampires are cool and awesome. It's simply inexplicable.

"So what did you find?"

When it comes to this, Blade's face immediately becomes gloomy.

"Very few, those old ghosts are very cunning. But I found that they returned to the United States. So I followed them back. I have a feeling that these scum must be planning something." Blade said coldly.

"Oh?" Hannibal is still willing to believe the words of the experts. "Is there anything to say?"

"I suspect... they are making a blood god!"

"Blood God? What is that?" You can tell from the name that it is not a good thing.

Unexpectedly, Blade became a little embarrassed when he heard this question.

"I only heard a few words, and I don't know what the blood god is exactly."