Dark Savages Come To the United States

Walter, as the steward of the Haixin Agency, has never been a simple old man.

When he was young, he was known as the strong man of death, and even stood at the top of human combat power.

Using that kind of special silk thread, he can easily strangle the existence of those monsters, and his strong physical fitness has also set foot in the extraordinary realm.

He could fight vampires or werewolves just by relying on his physical fitness, and those blood-sucking bastards were not even qualified to fight him.

It is a pity that human beings cannot escape the fate of aging after all.

Aging is terrible for all existence, it means that the muscles become loose after hard work, and the smooth and tough skin becomes full of wrinkles.

Having to deal with the pain of waking up to interrupt one's full sleep, and having to distance oneself from one's past preferences, whether it's appetite or the desire to reproduce.

I can feel my body getting tired quickly every day, and I can no longer concentrate on the things in front of me.

Even some subtle movements can make the body groan overwhelmed.

Who can feel nothing when aging comes?

At least Walter, who once stood at the pinnacle of humanity, couldn't do this.

Although he really didn't want to admit his weakness, he knew that his strength was no longer half of what it was at its peak.

The fragile hand bones could no longer use the special silk thread to drag the bodies of those monsters, even if he cut those monsters, his hands would still have scars.

Walter is not reconciled!

"Luke, do you feel the aura of that butler? That feeling mixed with sin and gradually dull."

Jessica and Luke are doing nothing in their room now. Jessica is talking to Luke while tidying the bed, her hands are a little strange.

After all, she used to not care about the quality of life at all, and the state like a walking corpse was like a nightmare.

It's normal to wake up sloppy every day, and it's normal that Jessica, who is in a hangover, can't handle housework skillfully.

Fortunately, now she is changing.

"But what does that have to do with us? He is a member of Haixin, and his purpose is to kill monsters. Who can guarantee that the monsters who died in his hands are all bad guys?"

Luke sat in a chair by the table and watched Jessica smooth out the creases of the bed little by little, with a smile on his face.

Everything in the house was brand new, the bed wasn't wrinkled when they came in.

If Jessica hadn't been lying on the bed directly, she wouldn't need to smooth it out a little bit now.

Luke has no intention of exploring Walter's past, and he never likes to know other people's secrets.

Sometimes we can only get along better if we don't know each other well, and Luke firmly believes this.

"I just never thought that there are so many unseen secrets in this world."

Jessica stood up and looked at Luke in front of her, calmly examining the man she fell in love with.

Her movements seemed a little nervous, and her trembling hands could be seen with the naked eye.

"Well, Jessica, instead of thinking about it, you might as well get a good night's sleep. Thinking about this kind of thing is not for you and me."

Luke stood up and walked to Jessica's side, directly hugging his lover in his arms.

This seemingly silly man knows how to cherish his lover after all, he is a trustworthy person.

"I am a person who only cares about the present, and now... only you are in front of me."

Luke reached out and caressed Jessica's face, making their eyes meet.

"Luke, I know, but I think the battle must at least be meaningful. I have seen some memories of Orac. Compared to him, I am just an unlucky guy who committed a blood debt."

Jessica didn't avoid Luke's eyes, she was very serious about this communication.

After seeing Olak's sublime battle, Jessica had more doubts about her own existence.

She knew she couldn't be that noble and pure.

"You mean to say that justice is always vague?"

Luke grinned:

"Is there any more just fight than fighting for the living space of the defenseless? Or is there any more justified fight than fighting for the weak?"

Luke could see a burst of metallic luster start to shine along his skin.

Nerves of steel!

The first batch of talents that the barbarians can start to learn and master is also one of the most important talents of the barbarians.

When suffering a fatal injury, it will resist this death with the power of blood.

In the next three seconds, he could almost ignore all the damage.

That kind of damage reduction of up to 9.50% is enough to give a barbarian fighter a chance to turn defeat into victory.

If you want to kill a barbarian who has mastered the "iron nerve" talent, apart from crushing them forcibly with a force they can't bear, you can only do it with continuous powerful attacks.

Like the kind of attack that can only be released once for a long time, it can't take away the barbarian with the "steel nerve" talent.

Luke only has a huge flaw in his body control, but he is indeed a very talented fighter.

"Luke, I'm just saying, you can do no wrong?"

Jessica didn't pay too much attention to the changes in Luke's body. She spoke to Luke with concern, and put her arms around Luke's neck with a little force.

"It's enough for me to remember that I am a human being. There is no right or wrong in the face of the existence that harms human beings. When facing human beings, I will only stop the evil that is happening in front of me. Jessica, you did not see the picture recorded by the Holy Mountain , so there is hesitation about it.”

Luke tried to organize his language, and after a pause, he continued:

"That's what Burkasso did. Only when he did it at the time is it called upholding justice, but he also couldn't uphold the justice of the entire world, so what he did afterwards is called revenge."

As Luke spoke, he took out the "fairy tale" that recorded Maddock's life from his backpack and put it in Jessica's hand.

"Jessica, this is the 'fairy tale' of Maddock's ancestor, maybe you can understand something from it."

Luke turned around and sat back on the chair, looking at Jessica who was a little confused in front of him with calm eyes.

Luke wasn't smart, but he wasn't stupid either.

He was just a little too blunt.

Born on the street, he has some bad habits, but he is still kind and upright.

"Okay, I'll read this 'fairy tale', but Matthew seems to be looking for that Hellboy."

Jessica calmed down and said to Luke that Matthew's actions were not a secret to these barbarian recruits.

"That's Matthew's business. We only need to show up when we need to fight. Now, beautiful lady, do you want to experience this soft bed?"

Luke hugged Jessica horizontally and said with a smile.

...

Matthew is supposed to be the kind of person who follows the rules most, because his job is a lawyer.

Apart from taking advantage of the loopholes in the rules, what lawyers have to do is to maintain the existence of the rules themselves.

After all, this group relies on the existence of rules to have a living space, so they have also become supporters of rules.

But now Matthew has a somewhat different view of the rules.

It's not the kind that preys on the weak, but he truly understands that rules only protect those who abide by the rules, and those who try to break the rules should be dealt with in the same way.

The rules of humans only apply to throwing mines themselves, and will not let those monsters abide by them.

So what he wants to do is to make those monsters know how to fear humans.

Even though this goal is still far away, it does not prevent him from taking action for it.

Coincidentally, the devil is such an existence.

Defying the rules, gaining strength and presence from breaking all rules. So Matthew has no pity or saintliness towards demons.

Even in the face of Hellboy, he is hostile. Because he always felt that the existence of Hellboy itself was full of doubts.

Pure demons and pure humans are not surprising, but the hybrid of humans and demons is a very unusual thing.

Demons will not easily give birth to blood offspring, because this is to share their own power.

Matthew felt that it was necessary for him to meet with Hellboy, just to learn about Hexin's unknown secrets.

For aliens, he is full of wariness.

Matthew restrained his footsteps and walked along the passage.

Through sound and breath, he can easily find paths that ordinary people can't find.

And Helsing's basement was just such a place.

Not far behind him, the Blade Warrior was doing the same thing.

The difference is that the blade warrior did not follow the breath of Hellboy, nor did he follow the figure of Matthew.

He walked step by step along the sense of fear constantly coming from his body, in order to find the source of his fear.

The feeling of uncontrollable blood made him very uncomfortable, and the vampires that made him uncomfortable had already become ashes under the knife. This time, he planned to overcome his fear in the usual way.

...

"Miss, I think our cooperation with S.H.I.E.L.D. is a bit abrupt, at least it's not suitable for this time period."

Walter was presenting his opinion in Integula's office. This old and strong man could clearly tell that Steve and his party would not stay in their room obediently.

This is not a special ability, but the life experience of an old man.

Steve and his team put a lot of pressure on him. Even though he was a seasoned veteran, he couldn't deny that his condition was declining rapidly.

At this time, he adjusted his gloves, ready to deal with the battle at any time.

In order to be able to fight better, Walter had to spend some time adjusting his state in advance.

After all, he is no longer what he used to be. Some less "intense" battles can make him feel the groans of his body being overwhelmed, and the powerlessness from the lumbar spine is full of traces of time.

"Walter, I am very aware of SHIELD's behavior style, but what do they want from us? There is only one existence here that they will pay attention to, and that is Akado."

Integra's glasses are reflecting light, and this heroic woman is still calm and composed.

Integra, a descendant of Van Helsing, will always be a valiant warrior.

She never learned to compromise completely, and SHIELD can only get mutual use from her.

The size of S.H.I.E.L.D. is very large. Even if the Hessing Organization is a semi-official organization in the United Kingdom, it does not have the energy to confront S.H.I.E.L.D. head-on.

This cooperation is actually her limited "compromise", and this "compromise" is her further retreat for Haixin.

Nick Fury successfully persuaded Integra with high-tech products and intelligence exchanges, and asked Hessing to try to help the mysterious side of S.H.I.E.L.D.

This is also the default result of Akado.

What Integula is seeking is a higher political status, which is only a semi-official status, which cannot satisfy this woman with an extremely strong heart.

"Maybe we can't just compromise?"

On Walter's fingers, he could see the pattern formed by the silk thread reflecting the metal light, which was similar to the pattern of the flower rope that children played with when they were young, except that the pattern in his hand was more complicated.

"Acado will teach them a moderate lesson, Walter, I remember you said 'graceful aging is the romance of the British', the old man is sometimes not suitable to show his face in public."

Integra put a cut cigar in his mouth, and Walter naturally helped Integra light the cigar.

"So do I need to deal with subsequent troubles?"

Walter took back the match in his hand before speaking.

He never does two things at the same time, it's about style.

"I think Akado will take care of it, but I have to trouble you to inform Silas and let her stay in her room quietly. I don't want people from S.H.I.E.L.D. to turn their targets on her."

The smoke in Integula's mouth completed a cycle with the exit of these words, and the aroma of cigars came out of the room.

"So does the Vatican need further negotiations? They haven't given us an explanation about Alexander Anderson."

Walter took a step back obediently and lowered his head.

The special thread between the fingers has also disappeared.

"No, S.H.I.E.L.D. will help us complete the negotiation."

A strange light flashed on Integra's glasses.

S.H.I.E.L.D. wanted to use Helsing, and Heinson wanted to use S.H.I.E.L.D.

To know the aspect of official power, no matter what organization it is, it has to give S.H.I.E.L.D. some face. After all, the authority of this organization is too great.

All the big countries want to have a hand here, and the Vatican urgently needs this political power.

As one of the top forces on the mysterious side, the church's political power is so weak that it's ridiculous.

Political status depends on national strength, and the Vatican's national strength can be described as weak.

"As you wish, miss."

Walter replied without looking up.

For him, "housekeeper" is his first identity, and Walter, the god of death, is already old.

Today's guarantee three changes have been completed, and the next update will start to pay back the owed changes.