These lairs belong to "entertainment grounds", and vampires do not live there, and many lairs will only be opened before delivery.
The only real vampire Axela knew was Raquel.
Luke suddenly felt pain in his egg: the ball is over! I blame myself for being too fast!
Repeatedly confirmed several times, the answer has not changed.
The only vampire Axela knew was Raquel, who had just been killed by him.
Axela, a woman with both brains and appearance, as well as extraordinary knowledge and ability, has done so many inhumane deeds, all she wants is "permanent youth".
Or rather, "First Embrace" from a real vampire.
Relying on this method, the vampires slowly gathered a large force in the darkness.
Not everyone can take life and death lightly, especially some rich and powerful people.
At the last moment, they will still succumb to the desire to survive and become slaves of vampires.
And the things they own naturally become the things of vampires.
But the vampires who dare not make a high profile will only take advantage of those shady benefits, and never dare to stand up and occupy important industries.
They have done this a few times, but in the end they were approached by several institutions and forces, and they were beaten violently, and they even wanted to spit out the property they got.
Those vampire servants converted by talented big shots were also cleaned up.
Having suffered heavy losses, they could only hide in the dark.
It is not too difficult for these forces and institutions to exterminate vampires.
But everything is about profit.
No one wants to bear the cost of exterminating the vampires and the possible destructive consequences, so they all turn a blind eye to their existence. There is a little friction between everyone, but there will be no full-scale war.
Of course, all of this has nothing to do with Luke.
He neither needs that kind of "eternal life", nor is he a member of any force or organization. His direct department is pd, which cannot control the security issues in Europe.
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At five o'clock in the morning, Luke walked out of the villa and released a light helicopter collected from the factory to launch.
A few minutes later, the helicopter lifted off, heading east in the darkest hours before dawn.
When flying close to the border, Luke deflected the helicopter and jumped out of the open door.
The unmanned helicopter pulled out an arc obliquely, and finally fell into a deep valley river.
Luke, who jumped out of the plane, was equipped with a delta flying wing again, flew through the air at high speed, and entered Poland.
When the sun was slowly rising, Luke rode another scooter again.
Some of the things that need to be destroyed in this mission fell into the deep valley river water together with the helicopter, such as used motorcycles and the like.
Consumables will be destroyed at the right time, and even the used white wolf armor will be cleaned and deodorized.
Luke himself has a keen sense of smell, and he is never sloppy about these traceable details.
Now he is another new tourist to Poland, and he will soon go to the next tourist destination.
Riding a small pedal, he staggered to Chopin Airport, bought a ticket and boarded the plane.
Looking at the gradually shrinking Warsaw, Luke sighed: "It's a pity that I don't have time to play here."
More than an hour later, Luke came out of Orly Airport in Paris, changed his black face again, bought a half-new Volkswagen Golf with cash, and headed west.
A few hours later, the Volkswagen Golf passed through the sub-sea tunnel and entered London.
London was shrouded in fine rain in the early morning. Looking at the ancient city in the rain, Luke felt that today was a good day for doing things.
He drove to No. 174 Brick Street, looked at this ancient five-story building, and walked into the storefront on the ground floor.
Similar to the old buildings in the small building, the decoration style of the store is simple and elegant, but it is cleaner and tidy, and the bright lights make people warm and comfortable.
A female shop assistant came forward with a faint smile: "Welcome."
Then she stood reservedly not far away, not getting any closer, let alone coming up to say hello.
Luke waved his hand actively, and the female clerk came over unhurriedly: "How can I help you, sir?"
Luke smiled and said, "I want to buy two suits and matching leather shoes."
The female clerk's smile immediately became more sincere: "May I introduce them to you, sir?"
Luke continued to nod, and the two chatted while walking in the store.
Twenty minutes later, Luke walked out of the store carrying a paper bag.
This is a small shop of handmade suits, there is no stock, and it takes a week to wait for custom-made suits.
Luke expressed regret that he was in a hurry to use it, and finally bought a pair of calfskin shoes that were in stock and left.
Standing at the door of the store, he looked around, as if he was considering where to go, but he was thinking in his heart: this is not a vampire's den, and there is no smell of vampires walking around, it seems that he can only go to that fashion conference.
When his eyes fell, he saw a small building not far away diagonally opposite. On the top of the building was a semicircular sphere with two arcs in the horizontal and vertical lines, a bit like a circle with a non-standard "well" character.
He didn't care either.
In this ancient city, there are too many strange sculpture patterns.
For example, in the handmade suit shop behind me, in the hidden corner of the eaves, there is a line pattern in the shape of an hourglass, except that there is an extra straight line up and down.
There are so many hidden ancient things in this city.
Luke murmured in his heart, looked away, and drove his golf to the Paddington Hilton Hotel.
The main body of this hotel is a Victorian-style building, with a history of hundreds of years and careful maintenance, it maintains a fairly good appearance and exudes a classic atmosphere.
Before entering the hotel, Luke handed over the paper bag with leather shoes on the co-pilot to a homeless man on the street.
The tramp opened the "gift" with a face full of surprise, and found that there was really a pair of extremely beautiful leather shoes inside, and suddenly had the idea of "you might as well discount it if you are a big dog".
Luke didn't care about this. He was afraid of leaving clues after wearing those custom-made leather shoes, and they were worthless at all.
He wouldn't have bought a pair first if it wasn't for talking to the shop assistant.
Driving into the hotel parking lot, he asked the front desk and found a banquet hall.
A fashion show is being held here, and it belongs to the little-known fashion designer Alexander McCartery.
Looking at a security guard standing at the entrance of the banquet hall, Luke scratched his head a little.
He has no invitation letter.
Invitations will be issued in advance for such small press conferences, and the number of people will not be large.
He can't go up and knock the security guards out. It's his responsibility, not a villain.
Rolling his eyes, Luke suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped the two children who were walking by: "Kids, do you feel like peeing a little now? Go find that uncle and ask where the toilet is."