Want to die!
Any police officer, when they feel threatened or in danger, can open fire without needing any permission.
George is no exception.
The bearded Black man ignored George's cold stare, his expression was jovial, but his tone carried a hint of impatience: "Chief Stacy, we've shown considerable sincerity towards you. Although we accidentally killed your wife, we've granted you the power of eternal life, and we are compensating you with a wife who is gentler, more beautiful, and even more enchanting, who can accompany you till old age. You better not refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
Well done.
Hawk, standing by the side, looked at the bearded Black man and nodded approvingly again.
The next second.
Grr, grr, grr!
Hawk heard the sound of grinding teeth next to him. He raised an eyebrow and looked to the side, at his fiancée Gwen, who was also glaring at the bearded Black man, gnashing her teeth and emitting the grr, grr, grr sound.
More gentle?
More beautiful?
More enchanting?
Her?
Could this tramp who wanted to strip people their pants at first sight be compared to her mother?
Gwen clenched her fists tightly, staring at the bearded Black man who compared her mother to a vampire tramp, desperately wanting to punch him in the face.
Like father, like daughter.
They had the same thought.
George listened to the veiled impatience in the bearded Black man's words, holding back his own anger, expressionless as he looked at him.
"Release Ben first."
"Hehe."
The bearded Black man chuckled at George's words.
His dark face split into an even wider grin, like a blooming chrysanthemum, then he raised his hand and snapped his fingers again.
Ben Urick, hanging above the dance floor, started to fall once more.
George's eyes widened in shock.
"Stop!"
"Snap!"
"Thud!"
Just in a blink, Ben Urick was only a fingers' width away from the vampires below craning their necks, reaching out with eagerness to tear him apart.
Swoosh, George shot up from the couch, yelling, and then relaxed a bit when he saw Ben Urick had stopped falling again.
The bearded Black man also stood up from the couch.
"Chief Stacy, it seems you still haven't recognized your position."
"In the Twenty-First District, you're the authoritative, imposing, and upright Chief of Justice."
"But here, you're not."
"And you won't be in the future either."
"We offer you the chance to become part of our family because we respect you."
"But…"
"If you don't wish to be family, then I'm afraid you'll only end up as our dog."
"So."
"This is your final chance, Chief Stacy!"
"After all, your wife is dead, and frankly, she wasn't much to look at."
"Just an ordinary small-town girl."
"Moreover, she was quite old already."
"Even if she weren't dead, with the passage of time, in front of you, who are now immortal, she'd only grow older and uglier until she became unbearable to look at."
"..."
The bearded Black man's voice was eerie, not at all noticing that behind him, Gwen's gaze had turned from anger to a cold, deathly stare.
Hawk could vividly feel the murderous intent emanating from Gwen.
The bearded Black man continued speaking.
"So…"
"Accept our gift."
"I promise."
"Once you accept our gift, you can leave here safely with your new wife and partner."
"After all, by accepting our gift, we become family."
"Family doesn't make things difficult for family."
His voice carrying final temptation, the bearded Black man's tone shifted to chilling: "But if you still refuse, we'll take it to mean you don't want to be family. In that case, we'll have to treat you like a dog."
Listening to the bearded Black man's chilling words, George's heart sank, staring at him with a poker face.
His mind raced, quickly searching for a way out.
But the bearded Black man didn't give George much time.
After finishing his sentence, seeing George still unchanged, he gave a light snort, preparing to snap his fingers once more.
George's eyes narrowed, and just as the bearded Black man was raising his arm, he let go of the female vampire's hands in front of him.
The bearded Black man saw this and grinned.
He said nothing further, picking up his camera again, activating the recording function, ready to capture George's moment with the female vampire.
As George stood up, so did the seductive female vampire in front of him, smiling as well.
Then the female vampire, with a seductive smile, knelt down again.
Gwen laughed too.
A furious laugh.
Her mother was still alive, yet this vampire dared to arrange a new wife for her dad while constantly belittling her mom.
After laughing, Gwen's teeth clenched tightly.
"Hawk…"
"Two months!"
"..."
With a swoosh, Gwen turned to look at Hawk beside her, eyes wide open.
"What?"
"Now it's two months."
"You just…"
"The first offer I make is always the best, you know that."
Hawk grinned brightly, haggling, glancing at the scene of the female vampire already pulling down George's pants.
"Hurry up, time's almost up."
"..."
Gwen's gaze shifted between Hawk and the female vampire already touching her dad inappriately.
The next moment.
Gwen couldn't hold back anymore, eyes shut, shouting.
"Fine!"
"Deal's done!"
"..."