George looked at the bearded black man with a blank expression: "Once again, I don’t need this gift."
Gwen also glared at the bearded black man.
"I hate this guy."
"Do you want to step in?"
Hawk didn’t miss a chance, inserting himself: "It’s still this price now, one month uniform."
Gwen glanced at Hawk and said nothing.
Hawk wasn’t discouraged either, chuckled, then looked at the bearded black man, giving a look of encouragent.
Indicating these bearded black n to be more spirited, not to lose face.
As expected.
The bearded black man didn’t disappoint Hawk’s eager anticipation, maintaining the smile on his face, looking at George with a smile.
But his voice beca a bit cold at this mont.
"Chief Stacy, I tell you once again, this is a gift we give to you, a gift that you cannot refuse."
"Heh."
George let out a cold laugh.
"If I refuse, what will you do, kill ?"
"No no."
The bearded black man continued smiling, shook his head: "Kill you, this is not sothing we want to see, moreover, I don’t have that authority. Again, Chief Stacy, I am just following orders, the task given to is to have you accept this gift, so, do a favor, Chief Stacy."
George’s face remained expressionless, glanced at the female vampire still kneeling in front of him, looking at him with big watery eyes, then looked back at the bearded black man.
"I! Do! Not! Need!"
"Then we’ll have to kill Ben Urick."
"What!"
"You heard it."
The bearded black man also put away his smile at this mont, replaced by a gloomy expression, looking at George who was impenetrable to reason, speaking with a tone that revealed a chilling threat.
"I don’t have the authority to kill you, but I have the authority to, if you don’t accept the gift, slaughter your partner, that Ben Urick."
As he spoke.
The bearded black man clapped his hands.
The next second.
The frosted glass facing the corridor in the room instantly turned to a one-way transparent color.
In the mont George’s peripheral vision glanced over the glass, his body froze, shot up, and the next mont, he was by the glass.
At the sa ti, the sa black-haired female vampire appeared in front of George.
But...
George did not look at the black-haired female vampire, instead his gaze penetrated the glass in front of him, looking outside, right above the dance floor, where Ben Urick, his gray-hair partner and ntor, was tied up like an animal hanging above the dance floor.
His first partner, and ntor!
At this mont, Ben Urick, suspended above the dance floor, his limbs constantly dripping blood, plunged the vampires gathered below into a frenzy.
"Let him down!"
"Drain his blood!"
"Eat him alive!"
From the dance floor ca waves of hysterical screaming from the vampires, their gazes at Ben Urick showing no sympathy, only a ravenous hunger for food.
Gwen at this mont also watched Ben Urick hanging over the dance floor: "Uncle Ben!"
Standing aside, Hawk, hands in pockets, carelessly glanced at the stranger Ben Urick.
He is no saint.
To him, this was just a ga, and what determines whether he will step in is only his fiancée’s will.
Not to ntion Ben Urick, even if George was torn apart by the vampires here, as long as Gwen stayed silent, he wouldn’t intervene.
George spun around, again ignoring the black-haired female vampire who had also moved to him, staring furiously at the bearded black man.
"What exactly do you want?"
"To be friends with you!"
The bearded black man leaned back on the sofa, ignored George’s anger, wore a smile again, gestured to the sofa George had just risen from: "Please sit."
George glared at the bearded black man gloomily.
Their eyes locked.
The bearded black man looked at the motionless George, wasn’t angry, chuckled, and snapped his fingers.
"Snap!"
"Awoo awoo awoo!"
"Oh yes!"
"Let him down, let him down."
With the bearded black man’s snap, Ben Urick, originally hung above the dance floor and a distance away from the vampires below with longing eyes, suddenly descended towards the dance floor.
Almost simultaneously, George, watching this scene out of the corner of his eye, quickly shouted.
"Stop!"
"Snap!"
"Boom!"
As the bearded black man snapped again, Ben Urick, tied up like a dumpling, stopped descending towards the dance floor again.
After Ben Urick stopped again, the bearded black man’s smile unchanged, looked at George.
"Sit!"
"..."
George took a deep breath, finally expressionlessly sat back on the sofa.
As for the full-figured black-haired female vampire, seeing this scene, also smiled charmingly, then naturally knelt again in front of George.
Then...
George once again restrained the hands of Bai Zhi who tried to pull his pants down, expressionlessly looking at the bearded black man.
If gazes could kill, George could guarantee the bearded black man before him would have been killed many tis over.
Though he valued due process and justice.
But...
He was not inflexible.
In New York City, openly threatening a law enforcent officer, huh, this is blatantly biting off more than one can chew.
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