Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Aurora Township, Texas.

afternoon.

Near the sparsely populated Aurora Cemetery.

"That old man who can't even walk is the legendary figure from more than 100 years ago, Ghost Rider Carter Sley?"

The three young men who rushed to the small town of Aurora from Houston, disguised as tourists, arrived at the alien cemetery outside the Aurora Cemetery. Hut outside the cemetery.

In front of the hut, an old man with pale hair that could not be covered even with a cowboy hat was sitting on a chair leisurely basking in the sun.

The old man was tall and thin, with a stooped back. Looking from a distance, he looked like a yellow dog that was about to die of old age, with an aura of decay all over his body.

"Our target is this widowed old man who is about to die of old age?"

Some people can't help wondering: "Could the intelligence be wrong?"

"Impossible, I have repeatedly confirmed that the target is this old man—he is the person Mr. Snowman is looking for!"

"He doesn't look like a fighter. Can we catch Mr. Snowman before he arrives in Aurora?"

The person who was the first to question rolled his eyes, and suddenly made a suggestion. He glanced around, looked around, landed on the faces of the people around him, and said in a bewitching tone: "This is the best way for us to become blood descendants." Chance."

"Whoosh-"

The breathing of the remaining two became rapid in an instant, and these words echoed their wishes very much.

The three youths are not vampires, but human minions of vampires.

To get the first embrace of a vampire, to become a descendant, to enjoy a long lifespan, and great strength are the dreams of all "minions".

But the three wise men obviously didn't understand the real reason why the Yeti sent them out.

The reason why the "Minions" were allowed to rush here first, and the vampires were not allowed to move, was to avoid alarming the enemy.

As the first Ghost Rider, Carter Sley, who had a complete falling out with Mephisto but was still alive and well, no matter how old he was, he must be very different from ordinary people.

The first thing to know is that Carter Srey certainly wouldn't mistake a human from a vampire.

On the one hand, human beings are less likely to startle the snake.

On the other hand, in the eyes of Snowman, the life of a vampire, which is scarce among the tribe, is much more precious than "minions".

"Alan is right, this is our chance!"

Finally, another person spoke, with a trace of fanaticism on his face: "Catch that old man, and we can become bloodborn."

They didn't know that the old man in front of the cemetery hut, Carter Slay, had been watching the three of them whispering out of the corner of his eye.

None of the three knew how young their investigative skills were.

That naked gaze, without moving his eyes when he spoke, was telling Carter Srey clearly——

You are being watched by us.

"Has Mephisto gotten to this point?"

Carter Sley was a little puzzled: "You actually sent these three trash over here to trouble me? Could it be that they are testing me?"

While thinking, he pursed his lips, put his fingers in his mouth, and whistled.

"stop--"

The whistle sounded as sharp as a flute.

"His-"

The fierce horse that was tied behind the house suddenly galloped up, opened its mouth wide, became energetic, and let out a high and long braying sound.

The three human youths standing on the edge of the alien cemetery were slightly taken aback when they saw the fierce horse running out of the room.

Immediately, he saw that this smooth-furred, shiny horse vacated its four hooves, stretched its body in mid-air, its posture was extremely vigorous, and it came galloping like lightning.

Whoosh!

There was a crackling sound in the air.

The three of them were horrified, and they took a closer look. Amidst the whistling, the fierce BMW driven by the old man who was about to die of old age, every time the four hooves stepped on the ground, a deep pit would appear on the ground, and the cracked lines were like spider webs. spread.

As the cracks in the ground spread, the horse figure in front of him followed Mohu.

The next moment, before the three could react, a majestic horse head solidified in front of their eyes.

boom!

The horse's head went up without stopping.

The headed man didn't even have time to scream, his eyes were wide open, showing an unbelievable look, the whole person was thrown out like a rag doll, and landed heavily on the ground, his body was limp, his head was tilted, and it was already better to breathe out than to breathe in many.

"Ellen!"

The remaining two people followed the figure named "Alan" and exclaimed. Their heads turned like rusty machines and landed on the fierce horse driven by the old man again.

"Recovery—"

The horse let out a characteristic sarcasm laugh, and the humanized disdain and arrogance in the eyes made the two of them dumbfounded, and they realized that they did not find the wrong person, but they provoked the wrong person.

"Run! What are you still doing?!"

Among the two, one of them looked flustered, greeted, turned and ran away.

In front of the hut, Carter Sley, who was observing the scene in front of him, had the same sarcasm on his face as his mount.

boom!

The front half of the fierce horse raised its body, kicked its front legs, and the young man's chest was sunken. The huge force hit his body from the horse's legs, and he flew backwards involuntarily, like a fired bullet, hitting his companion who had run nearly ten meters straight. body.

The two rubbed against the ground for a distance, leaving a long trail of blood. Their clothes were torn, and the skin and flesh in close contact with the ground were molded, and their consciousness was close to the mold.

When the two of them came to their senses, Carter Sley, who was about to die of old age in their eyes, suddenly appeared beside him.

The horse that defeated the group of three people easily and happily stood next to the old man and snorted.

"A minion of a vampire?"

Carter Slay easily picked one of the guys up with one hand.

In front of this old man with a decayed face and a dead air spreading all over his body, this guy is like a weak little chick, waiting to be slaughtered all the time.

"Mephisto cooperated with vampires?"

The old man's eyes were slightly fixed, looking at the imprint on the back of the neck of the man whose hand was raised by him, many thoughts flashed in his mind.

If the vampire has turned to the devil, it is really troublesome.

As the earth hides, besides human beings, the largest heterogeneous group, the vampire family, has accumulated power and wealth for thousands of years, enough to burst out with the energy to easily subvert a medium-sized country.

It is conceivable that if the vampire takes refuge in Mephisto and helps Mephisto do things, what kind of disaster will be caused on the earth.

Carter Slay thought about it again, and felt that there was no reason for vampires to do so.

Maybe it's just that the scum among the vampires has reached a cooperation with Mephisto in order to fight for power.

According to the principle that vampires are "dogs" to the extreme, at least more than 90.00% of the vampires would not be willing to be used as a gun by Mephisto, let alone be a dog for Mephisto, who has limited influence on the earth.

Because he is born with resources that others cannot envy, with the level of greed of vampires, Mephisto does not have much capital to confuse vampires.

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"Say!"

Carter Sley's thoughts flickered, staring at the man in front of him, with a hint of threat in his words, he asked in a deep voice: "Which vampire do you all serve, I want to know his full name."

"Don't ask, the person you are looking for is me."

Suddenly, a mid-air voice came from the ear, and the distance was extremely close, only about ten meters away.

Carter Slay was startled.

Although his current ability has seriously degraded, he is still much better than ordinary people after all.

Even so, he didn't notice the footsteps of the approaching person at all.

"This looks like a method that Mephisto can use, not these waste-like vampire minions."

Carter Sley quickly adjusted his mentality, smiled, and turned to look at the person coming.

At first glance, he could distinguish clearly.

This man is no vampire.

Because this guy is clean, standing in the sun clearly, staring at himself calmly.

No vampire can be exposed to direct sunlight!

Carter Sley, who was almost out of touch with the outside world, didn't understand the current situation. He had never heard of the name Sunwalker, and he didn't know anything about the existence of bat serum.

Had it not been for last night, the sudden feeling of being locked in, he would have died as an old man immersed in his own retirement, isolated from the world.

"Humanity?"

Carter Sley looked at the young man in front of him, frowning slightly: "Another vampire minion?"

"Do not."

David corrected, "Vampires are my minions."

"Small tone."

Carter Sley sneered, but the solemn expression on his face increased rather than diminished.

Although I felt that David was talking big, the great sense of oppression brought by this young man at this time was real, and it was the most impressive one in so many years.

Standing where he was, David could feel the majesty of a higher creature emanating from his body.

"You're human, not a vampire?"

Carter Sley suddenly became suspicious, turned his head to look at the three useless vampire minions, and then returned his gaze to David.

"I'm human, but I can also be a vampire."

David replied calmly: "Whatever you think, it doesn't matter."

"Guys like you don't go unnoticed."

Carter Slay sighed and said with emotion: "I disappeared for 100 years and missed a lot of stories."

"David Fisk."

David briefly introduced himself, his tone was calm and showed no hostility. He glanced at the three people who were knocked down and waved his hand: "I hope these three losers won't make you misunderstand my purpose."

"So you're not from Mephisto?"

Carter Sley was a little surprised when he heard the meaning behind his words: "If that's the case, what do you want from me?"

"The enemy of an enemy is a friend."

David said: "Mephisto has been looking for you, and now he has got his wish."

If Mephisto had been staring at him, he knew for sure that he had found the man he had been looking for all along—Johnny Blazer's predecessor, Carter Slay.

Swish!

Carter Sley's complexion changed instantly, his heart was heavy, he threw the young man to the ground, his eyes were full of anger, and he stared at David.

The meaning of this sentence is obvious without translation.

Expose yourself!

boom!

A terrible momentum swept away.

Beside the old man, the two who had just woken up showed panic again, their scalps went numb for a while, and they felt that the old man in front of him had lost his disguise and revealed his true face, turning into an extremely terrifying beast.

"Damn it, you did it on purpose!"

Carter Shirey's originally stooped back was straight, and his slender body looked like he had returned to the peak of his youth. Although he still looked old in appearance, no one would question his strength.

"You found me on purpose just to expose me to Mephisto's eyes?"

Carter Slay frowned, puzzled, but he was very clear that he was definitely involved in trouble again.

"Why do it?"

With a stern look in his eyes, he asked in a deep voice, "What is your purpose?"

"Cooperation."

David made no secret of it: "Mephisto is my enemy, and I don't want him to have an easy time. Similarly, you have an indelible hatred with him-this is the basis of our cooperation."

"Nobody knew where I was, let alone that I was alive."

Carter Sley thought of last night, when he woke up from his sleep and realized the horror of being locked, he suddenly understood the source of that feeling.

After a pause, he sneered: "Don't you think that forcing me to cooperate like this will only reduce my goodwill towards you?"

"Good opinion is not important, I don't care what you think of me."

David replied: "I only care about how much help you, as the original Ghost Rider, can provide me."

"First Generation?"

Carter Sley raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes: "After waiting for 100 years, my successor finally appeared?"

"About 20 years ago, Mephisto chose your successor, but he has not been activated by Mephisto for so many years. If you want to know more, I can tell you slowly—— Although there is not much time, I am willing to spend more energy on you."

David was outspoken and focused on appeasement, and he didn't mind having a good chat with the old man in front of him.

Only the old man in the whole earth knows the location of San Van Gonzale's contract.

At the beginning, Mephisto asked Carter Sley to take the San Van Gonzal contract. After learning about the history and source of the San Van Gonzal contract, the latter found out his conscience, chose to betray the water, hid the contract, and followed disappeared.

Hidden and hidden, it is in the early 100s.

If you make the old man anxious, he can do anything.

"Then tell me, I'm listening."

Carter Slay nodded.

After a while.

After learning about Johnny Blazer's story and what happened to David from David's mouth, Carter Sley's ugly face eased somewhat.

"So that's why you came to me—you wanted to kill Mephisto."

Carter Sley sighed: "Unfortunately, I dreamed of doing this, but it's impossible. Mephisto is the lord of hell, and even if the clone he projected on the earth is killed, it will only stop for a few years It can also project another clone to land on the earth, and we have nothing to do with him."

After a pause, his tone was a little sarcasm: "If this is your solution, then let's stop here—you and I still have time to leave our last words."

"On Earth, we naturally have nothing to do with him."

David smiled and asked back: "If I think of a way, where in hell?"