I'm a spy in the film

Nine o'clock in the evening.

The sky in the west district was still dark and it was hard to tell the difference between day and night.

Shixin Building, third floor.

This used to be the lobby of the group's conference room, but now it has been converted into a temporary clinic and intensive care unit.

The wounded warriors of the Holy See were treated here.

Sullivan stood in front of the window with his left arm in a sling, and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

"Cool!"

For this baptism, I haven't touched a cigarette for more than two weeks. This time, I took the opportunity of being injured to secretly smoke a cigarette in the bathroom.

After all, cigarettes are the best stress reliever for men!

Think so.

Unfortunately, the nuns hate this little refreshing thing. Fortunately, I brought breath freshener with me when I came out. I just need to spray it a little bit later and no one will notice it, hehe.

At this moment, a drop of water hit the window glass, breaking Sullivan's thoughts.

Then came the second drop, and many drops.

"Is it raining?"

Sullivan looked up at the increasingly gloomy sky and sighed, "When will this life of fighting and killing end?

Old man, I finally understand what you mean when you say, 'There is no such thing as a good war, nor a bad peace.' I miss my bed very much..."

Suddenly, the ground shook and there was a faint sound of dull thunder.

Sullivan picked up the sword leaning against the wall, turned around and ran out, completely forgetting that he had a cigarette in his mouth.

When he rushed out of the bathroom, he found that many people had also run out of the medical room and ward and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

"It's outside, to the south. What happened over there? Did the army use earth-penetrating missiles?"

"How is it possible? We are shrouded in the Great Darkness. No signal can be transmitted or received. We can't even fly helicopters or missiles!"

"The sound came from underground. Could it be that someone is blowing up the sewer? But this is a mountainous area. Why would they blow up the sewer?"

At the same time, on the top floor of the Stone Heart Building.

A white-haired old man sitting in a wheelchair, with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, said incoherently:

“Thomas, you just heard it, it’s not that my people didn’t work hard, but that they were powerless.

I told you not to turn everyone into puppets, but you didn't listen. Now, we know that the underground pipe network has been blown up, but we can't find anyone to send a maintenance worker..."

His words were interrupted by someone behind him.

"Shut up! Aldridge! I know you are seeking revenge on me for not recommending you to accept the gift. But looking at the way you look now, do you think the Blood Ancestor can't see that you accepted the treatment of that Jew?"

The person who spoke was a blond man in a suit and tie, with a ferocious expression on his face and an ominous red light flashing in his eyes.

"It's because you keep going back on your promises to me!" The old man was also angry:

“You want to withdraw a large amount of funds. I would rather risk the risk of breaking the capital chain and raise it for you. You said it was for turnover, but you haven’t paid it back yet;

You wanted to secretly dig underground, so I asked the best team of engineers to design the construction plan and used my connections to conceal it, but you ended up killing all the engineers.

You said you were going to transport a large amount of supplies and potions to Rio. In order not to alert the customs, I gave in to my mortal enemy and borrowed his connections, which tarnished my resume. In the end, I had no use for these potions?

I won't talk about the rest. You used my connections to kidnap, kill, and infiltrate for so many years. But I have only one small request. You are not willing to agree to my survival. You also turned all my workers into monsters that are neither human nor ghost and only know how to drink blood!

What do you want me to do? "

"Is this the reason why you betrayed the Blood Ancestor?!" The blond man in a suit came up to the old man and glared at him fiercely.

The old man glared back without showing any weakness: "No, I did not betray the ancestor."

"How dare you say that!"

Thomas, the blond man in a suit, suddenly became furious. He swung his right hand and overturned the more than 200-pound solid wooden desk next to the old man. The skin on his face cracked due to excitement, revealing the dark red muscles underneath.

The old man was not moved at all, and emphasized: "I just confirmed their speculation about your presence in this building, and about the matter of the Blood Ancestor..."

The old man sneered twice: "Think about it, how much have you told me? How much do I know? How much can you tell them?"

Thomas took a deep breath. If his blood had not already run cold, he might have been warmed by the old man's words.

He knew that the old man did it on purpose.

Even though the old man Aldridge is too sick to walk, he cannot be underestimated as long as his brain is still working.

This time, it was because of my carelessness that I fell into the opponent's trap.

Perhaps when you motivated yourself to turn all those workers into low-level blood servants, you thought of today's situation?

In order to force me to extend his life, he even abandoned the old workers who had followed him for decades. Even a vampire like me could not compare to this kind of character.

"All right!"

Thomas calmed down, took out a finger-sized glass test tube from his arms, and held it between his thumb and index finger.

When he saw the test tube, old man Aldridge's breathing suddenly became rapid, and there were more bloodshot in his eyes, almost spurting blood.

Greed, desire, hatred, hope, and suspicion appeared alternately in his eyes, but there was no regret.

Aldridge asked with trembling lips: "This is, this is..."

"That's right!"

The blond man Thomas raised his head and said, "This is the blood essence of the Blood Ancestor!"

He raised his hand high, and the originally calm drop of red blood in the test tube began to spin rapidly, forming a small blood-red vortex in the tube.

"You can feel it, right? The power contained in this blood." Thomas lowered his voice, as if a devil was tempting:

"This was originally given to me by the Blood Ancestor to be used when I was promoted, but I am willing to give it to you. As long as you take it, not only will you be able to live forever like me, but you will also be able to leap two levels at once, reach the peak of the second level, and become a blood clan that is even more powerful than me!"

He said proudly: "They are not those low-level beasts without reason and emotion in the underground tunnels, but the backbone of the vampires who truly possess magic power. When the time comes, you will also have the right to establish a vampire family. As long as you are willing, you can convert all your family members into vampires."

Although old man Aldridge didn't say anything, the veins on his hands, which were tightly gripping the wheelchair, were exposed, showing that he was very excited.

Finally, Aldridge said in a dry voice: "Give me the stuff!"

After Thomas placed the small test tube in his palm, Aldridge held it tightly in his hand, as if it was not a test tube, but his own future.

After a long while, no one knew which button he pressed on the wheelchair, a voice suddenly rang out from the intercom on the back of the chair:

"Chairman."

"Bob, have you checked the underground pipeline? What's going on?"

"Chairman, I just saw a sewage pipe. It was not man-made damage, but a landslide. Something exploded above, which collapsed half a block of houses and caused the ground to sink. You know, our company's previous project left a lot of underground space in this area empty..."

"Okay, I got it, Bob."

Aldridge interrupted the other party and continued: "Take your men to the ground to check the situation, and then wait for my order."

The other party was silent for a moment, and then replied: "Okay, Chairman."

Then he hung up the call.

Aldridge looked up and saw Thomas staring at him intently. He said calmly, "This is a rescue engineering team led by my most loyal old subordinate. Their families were sent abroad by me several months ago. Those who stayed are those who have received enough money and are willing to die for me. I don't allow you to have any ideas about them."

"How come your phone still works?"

"Humph," Aldridge snorted coldly, "What do you think the iron tower above your room is for? That is our group's own base station, which can only receive and send communication information within our group."

"Great, I know you have several teams of mercenaries, let them-"

"no!"