I Summon the Shadow Corps in the American Manga

"There is an unmarked number, and the call record shows that it was last week." Alice threw it to Kerry.

He caught the phone and started looking through his address book.

There are only about twenty contacts in it, and the notes above have names with a sense of age, such as Blake and Katie. The effect is roughly similar to Cuihua and Shufang in the Celestial Dynasty.

There are two unmarked phone calls here, the dates are exactly one week ago, when these vampires came to Fox Town.

Looking through Charlie's phone again, Kerry quickly found this number. It seemed that the owner of this number was in contact with both vampires.

Otherwise, there would not be this phone number on the two mobile phones.

"Was that vampire still in the bar when you came over?" Kerry held his chin in thought.

Now there are three possibilities for the owner of this number: 1. Three vampire bosses. 2. Another team of vampires, the one Charlie and the others mentioned in the bar, went to Alice’s family’s contact information. 3. The last of the three vampires is named Paul.

Each of these is highly possible.

"When I left, he was lying on a tank eating. I don't know if he left now." Alice crossed her hands and stared at Kerry: "What did you think of?"

Kerry shook his phone and told Alice all his speculations and thoughts.

"Tsk." Alice's pretty little face was full of confusion, and she seemed to be as undecided as Kerry.

After all, every conclusion is very likely, and the result of rash actions will only lead to alerting the enemy and alerting the opponent.

"I have an idea." Kerry smiled, asked Alice to take out her phone, and then made a call.

Seeing Kerry's calm look, Alice was relieved and stared at the ceiling in boredom. There seemed to be a lot of black footprints up there?

"Beep." The call came through, interrupting Alice's thoughts. She held her breath and stared at Kerry's performance quietly.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone. The other party seemed alert and not intending to communicate.

Kerry raised his eyebrows at Alice, indicating that she should take a good look at his performance.

Kerry rubbed his throat, and then said in a very standard broadcast tone: "Hello, sir, this is Stark Industries. We are commemorating the 80th anniversary of our founding. You are very lucky. All the numbers ending in You stand out among the users of 857. Now you need to pay $100 to cooperate with our delivery, and we will give you a city center building and a big car as a gift."

When Alice heard Kerry's nonsense, she pursed her lips slightly to avoid laughing out loud. Sure enough, this guy has a lot of clever ideas. In such a situation, a fool will believe it, but a smart person has two options, just hang up and speak. After teasing the liar, of course, there were also Zaun people who were in a bad mood and asked about the liar's genealogy.

"Fake oil, you damn liar, you actually lied to your father, you little bastard, I should feed you my big dick!" Waves of smooth and unnecessary insults came from the other end of the phone, the rhythm of which It even feels a bit like Brother Ni’s rap.

"Mr. please don't get excited, because our system shows that you are in Fox Town at this time, so we decided to select you as a lucky viewer because the houses in Fox Town are cheap." Kerry was keenly aware of the call on the other end of the phone. Alice, who had a loud and dynamic music with a wicked smile on her face, handed the cheap keyboard from the shelf, and Kerry tapped on it to highlight a major.

Kerry felt that it was a pity that he and Alice did not act. Not everyone can achieve this state of being able to act seriously without laughing.

"Beep beep..." The phone hung up.

"Did you hear it?"

"That's the vampire named Paul." Kerry threw away his phone and his eyes flickered: "He's still in the bar."

"What a greedy guy." The two looked at each other and smiled.

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"Fake, now fraudsters can even find people's locations. It's getting more and more high-tech." Paul, who drank a lot of inferior blood, felt like the sky was dark. The blood with high sugar content and thick blood lipids was like fried food. The food is just like food that is too sweet to kill you. Eating too much will make you dizzy and confused.

He wiped his mouth, let go of the fat woman with eyes wide open, and took a nap. This was the first time in his life that he had eaten full.

Because of his obesity, Paul is even more pathetic and unpopular than Charlie.

Therefore, in order to be able to eat food without starving to death, Paul had already reached his limit. No matter it was a homeless person or any other novel creature, he would accept them all.

"Hiccup, those two Charlie guys are so slow." He glanced at his phone and saw that 30 minutes had passed since the two left.

After eating and drinking, he was ready to do some serious business, so he dialed Charlie's number.

But there was only a series of busy tones and reminders that the other party was busy on the other end of the phone.

"Damn it, why didn't you answer the phone?" Paul guessed that his two teammates secretly went out to eat alone without telling him.

Or maybe you haven’t found the mouse named “Kerry” yet?

Sure enough, without Paul, his two useless teammates couldn't do anything well.

There was deafening music in the bar. Paul turned his head slightly, and he seemed to hear the sound of glass being smashed.

"Whoa."

"What the hell?" Paul grinned, revealing two sharp canine teeth.

With the help of his super eyesight, he saw that what was thrown in was a round gadget, which looked like a grenade from a distance.

Wait, grenade?

Paul's fat body shook again and again, and he stood up in a hurry. Although the vampires did not have human grenades and bullets, after all, these things were not fatal.

But they will also be injured by these thermal weapons. After all, their bodies are mortal. Generally speaking, they are not out of the category of carbon-based creatures. They have flesh and blood. If they can have sound limbs, who would want to try the feeling of being blown up by a grenade?Isn’t it delicious to live a good life?

So Paul prepared to use vampire magic to escape from here, which is basically teleportation that vampires can do.

He has some knowledge about grenades, and the detonation time is usually 3 to 5 seconds.

But a strong purple light exploded in the ballroom, and only a "bang!" was heard, and then Paul felt as if his body had been thrown into lava. The intense burning pain made him scream in agony, and the pain made him scream. His mind went blank, let alone the idea of ​​​​escape.

Coupled with the pain caused by the poor-quality blood he drank before, Paul was like a fish thrown on the chopping board, unable to move.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the "click" sound of his footsteps stepping on the glass shards.

A male voice seemed to be coming from far away: "Question on the spot: Please predict which country will win the 08 Football World Cup?"

How do you know about the World Cup?As Paul thought this, he felt a sharp pain in his head, and then he completely lost consciousness, and the world turned into darkness.