Chapter 538: Marvel: Awakening the Little Universe at the Start, Chapter 289

Gwen tilted her head, her expressive emerald eyes flickering as she looked at Hawk.

Hawk's mouth twitched, but he couldn't find any point to refute Gwen's answer.

Just then.

The bald black man who had closed the door walked straight past the two of them, came to George, glanced at George, and then walked in front to lead the way: "This way."

George responded and followed the bald African-American in front.

Hawk and Gwen also followed closely behind.

The two, who had reduced their presence to infinity, and George, followed the bald African-American who was leading the way in front. When passing through a brightly lit pork splitting factory, Gwen's gaze fell on the five or six people operating the cutting machines on the operating table.

"These people aren't vampires?"

"No, they are also vampires."

Hawk glanced at them and already knew what Gwen wanted to ask: "But they are the lowest-level vampires. We've seen Stefan in Mystic Falls, and Katherine, five centuries of accumulation, although she's on the run, can also make her financially free."

Every race has its bottom layer.

Like Stefan, who has his own manor, and Katherine, they already belong to the upper-class elite in the vampire group.

And they are not like people on Huaerjie, but like the people who manage Huaerjie.

As for these few vampires busy cutting pork in front of us.

Let's put it this way.

They are equivalent to... no, they are equivalent to homeless people living in parks and forests in Brooklyn.

The difference is that they are now immortal homeless people.

Hawk said so, and then seemingly thinking of something, looked at Gwen.

"Is this also providing me with emotional value?"

"What?"

Gwen looked up, looking at Hawk with a smile: "I really don't understand, but you're so great, Hawk, I feel like you know everything."

Confirmed.

This is also Gwen providing him with emotional value by pretending not to understand.

Hawk's mouth twitched.

Just then.

The bald African-American vampire leading the way in front stopped in front of a cold storage, entered a password, and with a "thump," pulled open the cold storage door.

But what came into view was not a cold storage, but a staircase that seemed to lead directly underground.

George looked at the bald African-American.

The bald African-American didn't speak, just made a gesture of invitation.

George took a deep breath, looked at the stairs leading underground, took his steps, and walked in.

Gwen looked at the bald African-American who was preparing to close the door, quickly pulled Hawk, followed closely, and ran in after the bald African-American closed the door again.

George, walking in front, increased his vigilance in his heart. The five senses that had become more proficient and keen in this week allowed him to see clearly in the dark, and also allowed him to hear the sound coming from behind the wooden door at the end of the stairs, which sounded like a noisy disco.

Soon.

George arrived in front of the wooden door, placed his right hand on the wooden door, and then pushed it open.

The next second.

It was as if the world had changed.

Deafening wild music.

Colorful lights.

And the vampires who were gathered together not far away in the dance floor, dancing like demons.

George subconsciously contracted his pupils.

God!

So many vampires here?

Gwen, who was following behind, was also stunned looking at the dense vampires in front of her.

"Hiss, so many vampires here?"

"It's okay, just one Phoenix Ray."

Hawk also glanced at them, his tone light: "It's just one Phoenix Ray."

Not to mention these in front of us, even if you multiply them by ten, it's still just one Phoenix Ray.

"Hahaha!"

"Captain Stacy."

"Hawk, look quickly."

Gwen, on the side, looked forward, at a bearded man wearing a black suit, also black, but with a white beard on his chin, laughing and walking toward them, and tugged on Hawk's sleeve.

Hawk looked at the black man and nodded.

Soon.

Hawk and Gwen followed the bearded man, who seemed very enthusiastic and was hugging George's shoulder, through the noisy and unrestrained dance floor, walked up the steps, and arrived at the second floor where they could overlook the dance floor.

The bearded man led George into a private room with two expressionless vampires guarding the door.

After the private room door closed, the noisy and chaotic sounds outside disappeared.

George, at the bearded man's invitation, sat down on the sofa in the private room and looked at the bearded man.

"You are not the person who called me."

"What?"

The bearded man was slightly stunned, then reacted, and handed the lit cigar in his hand toward George: "I'm just a bar owner, Captain Stacy, and I'm just following orders."

George looked at the cigar the bearded man handed over, didn't choose to refuse, and reached out to take it.

"Orders? Whose orders."

"You will know."

The bearded man smiled slightly, then leaned back on the sofa and took a portable camera out of his arms.

Just then.

The door was knocked.

Hawk and Gwen, who had also followed into the room but were not sitting on the sofa, but standing not far from the room, looked toward the knocked door.

A black-haired, full-figured female vampire dressed in revealing clothes walked in.

After this female vampire walked in, she seemed to know what she was going to do, gave George a charming smile, and then walked straight to George.

The next second.

The female vampire gathered her long black hair, shook it, and then reached out to take off George's pants.

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