Chapter 543: Marvel: Awakening the Little Universe at the Start, Chapter 292

"I have a mother!"

"Snap!"

After Gwen slapped him, while withdrawing, she took the opportunity to give the bearded black man a second slap, then her momentum was like an angry tigress, walking behind the black-haired charming female vampire who was still kneeling in front of her father, grabbed the black-haired female vampire's long hair, dragged her out from in front of George, and moved her to the side.

"I don't want to see her anymore, Hawk, disgusting!"

"Fine."

Hawk nodded.

George reacted.

"Gwen..."

"Dad, you wouldn't feel heartache, would you."

"..."

Hawk glanced at George, who was embarrassed by Gwen's words, and then his eyes flashed with crimson.

Although this female vampire looked full and was very charming.

But...

In Hawk's dictionary, there is no distinction between men and women, only the distinction between killing and not killing.

So!

Boom—

The black-haired female vampire was caught by the Phoenix Ray the moment she touched it, and was instantly vaporized.

George's pupils widened at a speed visible to the naked eye, looking at Hawk in disbelief.

"Honey!"

"It has nothing to do with me."

Hawk met George's shocked gaze, and said with a smile: "Gwen didn't let me say it, you said it yourself, if I'm not good to Gwen, you won't let me go."

George heard this, subconsciously looking at Gwen in front of him.

Gwen didn't pay attention to George, but turned to look at her fiancé, who had his hands in his pockets, was taking advantage of the situation, and had taken away her two months of uniform temptation.

"Who is the one who called my dad?"

"I don't know."

Hawk said so, and his mind moved, and he directly used "Sixth Sense—Teleportation" to move a vampire who was hiding in a room in this vampire bar, hugging two female vampires, and watching the monitoring screen of this room: "But I brought the person to you."

The words fell.

With a "thump," a disheveled person who had just been frozen in the room, unable to move, full of fear, the vampire who had called George on the rooftop in the morning, fell on the floor of the room.

He stood up subconsciously, and with a "whoosh," prepared to escape from here.

"What are you thinking, buddy."

"If you escape, I will lose face in front of my dear fiancée."

Hawk was a bit speechless, and the moment the vampire stood up and took a step, he froze him in place again.

The vampire, who had one foot in the air and was maintaining a running posture, had his pupils flashing, and after finding that only his body was frozen but his speech wasn't affected, he roared without thinking.

"Enemy attack, come quickly."

"You should shout 'come quickly, ghosts'."

Hawk glanced at the vampire trying to ask for help, and said with a brilliant smile: "Call, call for you, but even if you shout until your throat breaks, they won't come to save you."

Actually, Hawk didn't need to remind him.

Because this vampire had already seen the outside through the private room's glass, the dense vampires gathered in the dance floor, with various postures, all strangely frozen.

"Gulp!"

The vampire subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then looked at Hawk, who was standing with his hands in his pockets, looking at him with a smile.

"I was wrong."

"You didn't know you were wrong, you just knew you were going to die."

Hawk's smile didn't change, his tone didn't have any anger, instead it was very calm, as if he was saying something that was taken for granted.

He didn't have any anger.

After all...

He was just a mercenary this time, his fiancée funded "two months of active uniform temptation" to hire him as a thug.

So, Hawk has no feelings now, only longing for uniforms.

Gwen listened to the conversation between this vampire and her fiancé, and looked at George, who was still in shock.

"Dad, is it this person?"

"..."

George looked at his daughter, who was a good girl in his memory, with complex eyes, and after hearing Gwen's words, regained his senses and nodded subconsciously.

"Yes."

"I don't want to see him anymore."

"Wh..."

"No problem."

Hawk smiled slightly, didn't wait for George to react, his eyes flashed with crimson again, and the Phoenix Ray fell on the vampire in front of him, instantly vaporizing him on the spot, not even leaving a bit of ash.

Take whose money, do whose work.

This is the simplest truth.

Gwen gave him two months of uniform temptation, let him step in, and George didn't give him a reward. Besides, George dared to give, but he didn't dare to take it.

Hawk looked at George again and grinned.

"Sorry, I listen to Gwen."

"..."

George took a deep breath and looked at Gwen again.

He felt as if this was a dream.

After all, in his memory, his daughter Gwen had always been a good girl, gentle, kind, beautiful, and generous, and was his pride.

And Hawk.

Although he didn't have a very good impression of Hawk at first, this couldn't be blamed on him, who told Hawk to be an orphan.

Although this sounded a bit unpleasant, it was the fact.

Let's put it this way.

Not to mention other places, just in Niuyuecheng, most of the boys who came out of the foster care system ended up either in prison or died in some corner that no one cared about.

Those who could kill their way out of the foster care system, couldn't say there were none, could only say it was a miracle.

George, as a branch captain, knew this very well.

But later, George's impression of Hawk changed, although it didn't really reach the point of treating Hawk like his own son, but at least he defaulted to Hawk becoming his son-in-law while pinching his nose.

But what about now?

The good girl in his memory was more decisive than him.

And Hawk.

What's the situation with these laser eyes?

Mutated?

George's thoughts turned rapidly, and then he saw his good girl, who had once again set her sights on the bearded black man who was frozen in place with his face swollen.

Hawk's gaze followed closely.

George reacted, took a deep breath, and quickly spoke up.

"Wait, if this one is killed, the mastermind behind the scenes won't be found."

"No need, Dad."

"What?"

George's expression was stunned again.

Gwen turned her head and smiled slightly at her father: "Hawk is right, hiding things is the most boring, and it's easy to flip the car."

It almost flipped just now.

Gwen couldn't imagine, if she and Hawk hadn't come here, what reaction her mother would have had if she knew about the sacrifice her father made to save his teammates.

Although she could understand her father.

Her mother Helen could also understand, but understanding is understanding, accepting is accepting.

Good guy.

It almost buried a mine in her perfect family.

Gwen had lingering fears.

So...

She didn't want to play anymore.

If Hawk hadn't been exposed, playing detective games would have been fine.

Hawk is now exposed, if she still plays detective games, wouldn't Hawk have been exposed for nothing.

The most important point.

Gwen looked at Hawk with a smile: "You should have known the mastermind behind the scenes long ago, right."

George, hearing this, also subconsciously looked at Hawk.

Hawk ignored George's gaze, looked at his financier Gwen with professional ethics, and nodded with a smile.

"I know."

"Who is it."

George quickly spoke up.

Hawk glanced at George, didn't speak, but continued to look at his financier.

One sentence.

Gwen paid, so he had to provide emotional value to the financier, just like Gwen did before, providing him with emotional value by pretending not to understand.

Gwen, who felt the emotional value, pursed her lips, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

"Who."

"Deacon Frost."

Hawk shrugged: "The leader of the New York vampire council, the real boss behind the Blood Apocalypse is him."

Gwen frowned.

"Leader, then compared to the original vampire..."

"Same."

Hawk knew what Gwen wanted to say, directly interrupted, and said with a brilliant smile: "You say when you want him to die, I will let him die. You pay, I do the work, I listen to you."

George, on the side, was stunned again.

"Pay, what pay."

"Nothing."

Gwen shook her head, looked at George, and changed the subject: "Dad, don't you want to go see Uncle Ben, he's still hanging up there."

"Shit!" ===== CHAPTER 545 =====