Mike ate more than twenty fried chicken nuggets and a dozen hamburgers. Anyway, he scared the clerk again: "Could it be a monster in human skin?"

The only ones eating were Mike and the Night Werewolf.Blade and Morbius didn't even touch Coke.I don't know if I can't eat it or if I don't like it. After all, I am a vampire and a half-vampire.

"Barely half full." Mike patted his still flat belly and asked Blade: "What are your plans for the future?"

"Nothing special. As I said before, I will go wherever there are vampires. I will not stop until Dracula dies."

"What a model worker." Mike felt that the United Nations should issue a banner, "By the way, you know the Book of Darkness, right?"

The three nodded, indicating that they knew.

Blade said: "Vampires call it the 'Dark Bible'. It is said to be the origin of vampires, and as long as it is destroyed, all vampires can be ended. In fact, we have found several copies."

Dao Feng took out his phone and opened some photos.The photo is of several hard-cover books, printed with the same characters, but with different cover colors, including black, red, purple...

"Fake?" Mike asked.

Blade shook his head: "Maybe. Some of them do contain weird magical power and can turn people into vampires. After burning the books, those vampires cursed by magic did disappear. I'm wondering if these are the real books of death. The rubbings. If the rubbings have such magical power, then the real Dark God Book must be very photogenic."

Mike mused.

Blade asked: "Why are you asking about the Dark Book?" He wanted to ask what happened tonight.

Why did the awesome and coaxing Drake and the menacing Talos die inexplicably, like ants?

However, Blade didn't ask.Because he found that Mike lacked interest and even deliberately avoided it.

The reason for Mike's avoidance was very sad. It was not a secret that was inconvenient to reveal, but a tragic incident of how a man with an account of one billion squandered it down to only a few million in a few seconds.

Forget the past.

Generally speaking, Blade only seems to talk a lot when talking trash to the enemy.Since Mike didn't want to say more, he didn't ask.

The Night Werewolf is also curious, but beneath his rough appearance is a very high level of cultivation and delicate thoughts.

Mike thought for a while and organized his words: "When I killed Drake, I sensed the Book of Darkness."

Blade's eyes lit up: "Maybe the rumors are true, but we just haven't found the real dark book."

Mobius said: "There is no point in guessing."

Blade said firmly: "Then find it!"

Mike's cell phone rang.

It was Coulson calling.

As a middle-aged man who is gradually entering into the wolfberry health regimen, Colson will not call Mike in the middle of the night unless there is an emergency - this is the opposite of Mike, and it is also the reason why Colson is often so angry that he throws his phone.

Coulson, Fury's most trusted subordinate.Therefore, if there is any important case, Coulson is the first choice.He Coulson is a brick of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Coulson: So the result of being trusted by your boss is working overtime?

According to the intelligence, there is a Harley rider wearing a punk leather jacket who appears at night and kills people wildly.Of course, SHIELD is not responsible for killing ordinary riders. What if this rider is wearing a skull and is on fire?

Shortly after receiving the order, the S.H.I.E.L.D. plane carrying Coulson and "Laura" parked in the wilderness of the western United States.

After some investigation, a stunt driver named Johnny Blazer came into his sight because Johnny left his license plate at the crime scene, which was an indescribable mistake.

Coulson arrives at Quentin's carnival playground.As it happens, an outlaw motorcycle club called the "Sons of Anarchy" also comes looking for Johnny.One of the gang's companions was killed by the Ghost Rider, and then the police mole told them that Johnny was a suspect.So they came, completely unaware that the "person" they hated was not a person at all.

Johnny isn't here.

Coulson meets members of the Sons of Anarchy.Coulson pulled out his ID, pretending to be an FDI agent.He forgot one thing, this is the west where the people are tough and tough. If criminals in the west feel guilty, they usually don't run away, but just take out their guns and shoot them.

Coulson was too suppressed to come forward.

But then Mike's phone rang.

The result was the famous scene where Coulson threw his phone.

Facing the powerful fire suppression of more than a dozen gunmen, Coulson was considering retreating.Alone and outgunned, a well-trained agent will usually wisely retreat if there is no compelling reason.

Coulson saw no need to risk his life by shooting a dozen gangsters.The face lost now can be regained after recruiting people.

At this time, Johnny, who has transformed into an evil spirit, "falls from the sky" riding an evil spirit chariot.

"Shoot and kill this angry little bitch!" someone from the Sons of Chaos shouted.

Seeing that Ghost Rider's claims of dissatisfaction were false, they used this method to embolden themselves.

For a while, gunshots rang out.

Coulson noticed that the bullet had almost zero effect on the flaming skeleton, and even the damaged leather jacket recovered in the blink of an eye.

The Ghost Rider waved the chain, caught the person, pulled him over, and looked at each other "affectionately".

Amid the screams, the eyes of the person Ghost Rider was looking at felt as if they had been burned with a soldering iron, and even sparks appeared.

Ghost Rider followed suit and after killing three people, the Sons of Anarchy collapsed. After all, they were just a gang and did not have the courage to fight to the end.

Ghost Rider picked up another Sons of Anarchy member who got on a motorcycle and didn't have time to step on the accelerator.

Ghost Rider got on the Ghost Chariot and chased away.

"Fake!"

Even though he had dealt with many supernatural events, Coulson still felt terrified: "What kind of monster?!"

Coulson hurried back to the parking lot and started the Laura.

36 counting is the best plan!

Suddenly, Coulson heard an engine coming from behind.

"The monster is chasing me? Why?" Coulson cursed in his mind.

There were more than a dozen Sons of Chaos escaping, and they were escaping in scattered ways. No matter how fast the flaming monsters were, they couldn't catch up with them one by one in such a short time.

The evil spirit chariot approached quickly, with a speed definitely exceeding 200km/h, and it ignored the terrain.This is not a motorcycle, it is simply a plane without wings.

"If we keep going like this, we will definitely be caught up. Fortunately, it is precious Laura who is driving." Coulson opened a hidden panel and pressed the button.

The jet engine hidden in the four tires starts, and Lara turns into a "speeding car" in an instant and flies into the air.

Coulson noticed that Ghost Rider stopped pursuing, but looked at Coulson flying into the air and gradually moving away with empty skull eyes.

"Stop chasing?"

Coulson did not let down his guard, but flew far away until he landed in the city center.

Then he subconsciously called Mike. In his thoughts, if there was a weird incident, he would just call Mike.

I don’t care about the previous grudges about “throwing the phone down” at all.

"I'm really a generous person." Colson hypnotized himself.

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