One sentence.
Gwen spent money, so she must provide emotional value to the sponsor, just like she did before, pretending not to understand while actually providing emotional support.
Feeling the emotional value, Gwen pursed her lips, trying hard not to laugh out loud.
"Who."
"Deacon Frost."
Hawk shrugged: "The leader of the Vampire Elder Council in New York City, he's the real mastermind behind the Blood Red Apocalypse."
Gwen frowned.
"Leader, then with the Ancestral Vampire..."
"The same."
Hawk knew what Gwen wanted to say, cutting her off directly, he said with a bright smile, "You tell me when you want him dead, and I'll make it happen. You pay, I do the job, I listen to you."
George beside them paused again.
"Pay, pay what money."
"Nothing."
Gwen shook her head, looking at George, she changed the topic: "Dad, aren't you going to see Uncle Ben? He's still hanging up there."
"Shit!"
"Ben."
George snapped back to reality, turning around and running towards the outside of the private room.
Hawk glanced at the bearded black man frozen in place.
"What about this one, kill him?"
"No."
After George left, Gwen turned around, her expressive eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, looking at the bearded black man in front of her who was filled with fear after witnessing two vampires vaporized in an instant.
The eyes of the bearded black man were filled with endless pleading in his terror.
Hawk, with a knowing smile, watched and did not give the bearded black man a chance to speak, but continued looking at Gwen, providing emotional value to his uniformed sponsor: "So, how do you want to play this?"
Gwen, her face frosty, looked at this bearded black man.
"The old and ugly woman you called just now is my mother!"
"Her name is Helen."
"Helen Stacy."
"..."
Hearing Gwen's words, the bearded black man's heart, which had been hanging by a thread, finally died completely.
Even his eyes went completely dim.
But...
The bearded black man wanted to fight for a chance, his eyes once again bursting with a fierce desire for survival.
He attempted to open his mouth to tell Gwen.
It wasn't his intention; he was just following orders.
Unfortunately, Gwen did not give him a chance to speak.
"Can you hang him in the air, but make sure others can't see him, let him get some sun and calcium?"
"Sure."
Hawk nodded with a smile: "You talk, I act."
After saying that.
With a thought, Hawk made the frozen figure of the bearded black man disappear from the spot in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in the air outside the building.
At this moment, the bearded black man saw two vampires smoking below him.
They were not frozen.
The bearded black man found that he seemed to be able to speak despite being unable to move.
So he started shouting at once.
The result...
He felt as if his throat was about to split from shouting, yet the two vampires smoking below acted as if they hadn't heard him at all.
Even though he was right above them, they seemed unable to see him.
The bearded black man roared desperately, and when he thought about his inevitable fate, tears almost burst forth.
By this time, Hawk had accompanied Gwen out of the private room.
George had already reached the center of the dance floor, looking at the dense mass of frozen figures, the vampires whose eyes were darting around rapidly. With a brief hesitation, he took a leap, saving his old partner Ben Urick just as he landed.
With a swoosh!
George landed, not daring to linger, moved like a phantom, holding Ben Urick, quickly crossing the dance floor, then swiftly removing Ben Urick's bindings, including the tape covering his mouth.
Ben Urick, eyes dazed, looked at George, recalling George's remarkable leap and ghostly speed just now.
"George, you..."
"Are you okay?"
George didn't really want to discuss this with his old friend, he looked at Ben Urick with concern and nervousness.
Ben Urick shook his head and then sighed.
"I should have told you the truth sooner."
"Now is just as good."
Over these days, George had come to terms with it. Since God hadn't let him die, it meant his time had not yet come.
As long as he was alive, he'd continue to fulfill his duties.
As for what the bearded black man said, that he could only watch Helen grow older day by day?
So be it.
At worst, when Helen really passed away, he'd just follow her; only suicide wouldn't let him reunite with Helen in Heaven.
As he thought about this, George helped his old partner Ben Urick up from the ground: "Want to go to the hospital?"
Being supported by George, Ben Urick's eyes fell on the vampires frozen in place before him.
"What happened to them..."
"Swoosh!"
Just as Ben Urick expressed confusion, suddenly a sharp phoenix cry sounded out, and immediately, two scorching Phoenix Beams blasted out, sweeping a circle across the dance floor from above.
Wherever the Phoenix Beams touched, every single vampire was vaporized on the spot. In merely the blink of an eye, the dance floor, which was previously overrun with vampires, became completely empty.
Even outside the building, the two vampires who were standing guard and smoking had no time to react and were vaporized on the spot.
In the span of three breaths.
The entire building and its surroundings.
The vampires...
Were wiped out entirely!
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