Gwen's words had just fallen.
Hawk had already moved.
Not because he was already impatient, but simply because he didn't want to give Gwen any chance to regret.
So.
With a thought, Hawk activated his Telekinesis that had already covered the entire building, surrounding it with a full 360-degree force with no blind spots.
In an instant.
The vampires in the dance floor, arms raised to the sky, screaming and lost in their revelry, seemed frozen in place.
The scantily clad female vampire DJing on the dance floor also froze.
The world seemed to pause at this moment.
Yet...
The music continued to play.
The lights continued to flash.
Only the vampires in the building were frozen.
Including the black, bearded vampire with a camera in the room, and the black-haired female vampire with lips parted, already having pulled down a segment of George's pants.
Of course.
George was not included among them.
But George was also stunned on the spot because he saw Hawk.
Hawk walked up with a smile, raised his thick brows, and glanced aside.
"Uh, George, maybe you should pull up your pants first?"
"..."
George snapped back, unable to think about what had just happened, glanced down at the segment of his pants already pulled down, and hurriedly reached to pull his pants back up, securing them as well.
The next second.
Just as he was about to look at Hawk and prepare to ask questions.
Hawk turned his head and shouted out to the back.
"Okay, you can open your eyes now."
"..."
George was first taken aback, then looked at the clearly absent figure from a moment ago, only to see Gwen now standing beside Hawk completely dumbfounded.
"This..."
"Dad!"
Gwen glared fiercely at George: "How could you do this, what would mom think?"
George's brain was somewhat fried.
Luckily.
Standing beside was Hawk, speaking up for George: "Uh, Gwen, I can testify that George's pants weren't completely pulled down."
Even though George was still a bit perplexed about when his daughter and future son-in-law arrived here, listening to Hawk's words, he gratefully glanced at Hawk.
Good guy, well done.
But then…
Gwen, following Hawk's words, also glared at him: "That's because I spoke up in time. If I'd been a bit late, that wench would've really…"
Mid-sentence.
Gwen imagined the scene today if she hadn't come here, then looked at the bearded black man's eyes which, though his body was frozen, weren't; fear painted his eyeballs swirling madly.
The next second.
Gwen stepped forward swiftly, raising her already poised fist, landing it square on the bearded black man's big face.
Bang!
The bearded black man's face took Gwen's furious punch hard.
Yet, his head didn't tilt due to his frozen posture, though as Gwen's right fist withdrew, blood visibly flowed from his nose in two streams.
A punch of such power broke the vampire's defenses, terrifyingly powerful.
Ordinary people couldn't achieve this.
Gwen was still an ordinary person, but in reality, she was anything but.
After all…
With Hawk's advancing Life Level, Gwen, constantly nurtured, was unknowingly evolving herself.
"Smack!"
Unsatisfied with a single punch, Gwen raised her hand again, delivering the bearded black man a slap.
The slap was crisp and loud.
"Bah!"
"Your mom's the old and ugly one."
"Hawk couldn't be more right, the likes of you with such skin tones, existing in this world, completely pollute it."
"And…"
"I have a mom!"
"Smack!"
After delivering one slap, Gwen in the return motion gave the bearded black man a second slap, then with the fierce momentum of an enraged tigress, moved to the seductive black-haired female vampire who was still kneeling in front of her dad. She grabbed the black-haired vampire's long hair, dragging her out from George's sight, then moved her aside.
"I don't want to see her, Hawk, disgusting!"
"Okay."
Hawk nodded.
George snapped out of it.
"Gwen…"
"Dad, you wouldn't feel sorry, would you?"
"..."
Hawk glanced at George whose expression turned a bit awkward by Gwen's remark, then his eyes flashed ruby-red.
Though this female vampire was curvaceous, quite alluring.
But…
Hawk's dictionary doesn't differentiate gender, only choices between killing and not killing.
Hence!
Boom—
The black-haired female vampire, upon touching the Phoenix Beam, was seized instantly, vaporized in a flash.
George's pupils enlarged visibly, looking at Hawk in disbelief.
"Thanks a lot!"
"It's not my fault."
Hawk faced George's shocked gaze, as the intense ruby-red in his eyes slowly dissipated, and said with a smile: "Gwen asked me not to speak, you yourself said if I wrong Gwen, you wouldn't let me off."
George heard this, instinctively looked at Gwen before him.
Gwen didn't pay attention to George but turned to look at her fiancé, hands in pockets, opportunistically walking away with two months of seductive uniforms.
"Who was the one calling my dad?"
"Don't know."
Hawk stated, then with a thought, teleported a vampire from a room in the vampire bar where he was at that moment holding two female vampires, watching the room's surveillance: "But I've brought him to you."