The Light of Beauty

the world is huge.

But people's eyes are often attracted by some people, things and things with a special aura, so that people may forget that those who play supporting roles or even pass by at critical moments and pictures are the real heroes in this world. "The vast majority".

They are ordinary people who also have extraordinary qualities besides those shining heroes.

Likewise, in the present time, many people are still unknown, and even the standard of living is ridiculously poor.

Anyway, Ryan doesn't understand their future logic. According to common sense, this kind of people are the easiest to retaliate against society, but some of them suddenly become heroes who sacrifice themselves for others.Of course you can use the so-called heroic qualities to explain them, but if a person with heroic qualities can't even manage his own life well when he is an ordinary person, how dare you believe that this kind of person will change his previous life after gaining power All bad habits?

So, there are no such people on Ryan's list.

Sharon picked up the list and glanced at it: Very good, I don't know anyone.

"I'll do my best to bring them all back."

"Well, I believe in your ability, but everything is about protecting your own safety."

"Understood! When do I leave?"

"You can arrange it yourself."

"There are three people on the list, I think... ten days should be about the same?"

"can."

Sharon nodded and got up straight away with an uplifted expression: "Then I think I can start now, and I will keep in touch with you at any time."

Lane nodded.

Sharon returned to the room and quickly packed up his things to say goodbye to him. After she left, Ryan had nothing to do, so he simply went back to his living room, took off his clothes and continued to bask in the sun.

He was leaning on the sofa, holding a mirror in his hand.

In the mirror, Ryan opened his mouth, and the two canine teeth grew and grew rapidly under his conscious control. Then, he turned his head and changed the angle to observe one after another.

In fact, a long time ago, Ryan also imagined in that normal world what would happen if he had supernatural power.

But the imagination at that time was relatively restrained and forbearing most of the time, because everyone knew that there was no such thing in the world, so as long as it was a little special, it could already appear very powerful.

However, even then, not many people really wanted to be a vampire.

From this, everyone's perception and cognition of vampires' impression and strength can be seen.

But then again.

Those with such appearance characteristics are not necessarily vampires.

After all, Ryan's skin is a normal color. He has eaten garlic, worn sterling silver jewelry, and looked at the cross without any fluctuations in his heart. He even wondered whether Jesus lost too much blood to death or died of pain.These are weaknesses that even Dracula would fear.

While Marvel's Dracula isn't afraid of the sun, he certainly isn't enjoying it, absorbing it, and using it the way Ryan does.

It can only be said that this body has a big secret.

The mouth is open, the fangs are sharp, and the pupils are golden.

In Ryan's mind, a pair of long legs involuntarily appeared, and when the screen moved up, she saw her reciting the nine-character mantra to kill evil, and then a dragon came through the sky.

Yes, Ryan has a whole new idea about his physique.

However, there is no reliable basis for such speculation, let alone any clues to explore, so it is also impossible to confirm at present.

Either way, at the end of the day, it's not a painful discovery.

The main way to gather light energy is to bear the sunshine of the sun and the moon.

In other words, it is to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

I heard that zombies that can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon are usually fierce enough to die.

Ryan felt that he was quite fierce now.

It will definitely be stronger in the future.

Putting down the mirror, he put away his fangs, recalling the appearance of his parents in his memory.

Although his father grew up in North America because of his grandfather, he knew everything about the motherland like the back of his hand. In Ryan's impression, he always wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and put on a suit, just like A man who came out of a manga.You think that he is either a chaebol, or he is pretending to be a special identity, but in fact, he is a well-mannered and knowledgeable academic talent - a university teacher.

My mother is a native of North America, with fair skin and black hair. She is a very smiling woman who is a painter by profession.When she laughed, besides the dimples on her cheeks, she would also reveal two pointed canine teeth. Her favorite thing to do was to take Ryan out for a walk in the evening, and she would not return until the night was full of stars.

Ryan rubbed his eyebrows.

It seems that they are really not quite right.

In this case, is the uncle who served as a commander in the Rangers a long time ago and then joined S.H.I.E.L.D. for more than 20 years, really a normal person?

Once the thinking is started, problems come one after another.

Not long after, there was a knock on Ryan's door.

After opening the door, I saw Sol said with a slightly awkward expression: "Lian, I..." Without saying a word, his stomach was rumbling directly.

"Come in." Ryan turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Sol entered the room and closed the door, his eyes fell on Ryan again.

Whether it is the front chest or the back, the upper arm or the forearm, the muscles with sharp edges and corners, stretching or contracting in every movement, have an amazing beauty.

So Sol turned around and took off his shirt.

"Ryan!" He called out, and tapped his chest muscles with his hand.

"Yes, how did you do it?" Ryan glanced at it, then lowered his head and continued to prepare food.

The corner of Sol's mouth was high, and he raised his head confidently: "Naturally! My body is also a deadly weapon!"

Not long after, the two sat at the table enjoying dinner.

Saul ate very happily, not because of Ryan's high cooking skills, but because he reached out and patted Ryan's arms and back from time to time during the process, and then showed his flesh with great interest.

The atmosphere was a little anxious.

If Ryan hadn't been interested in his blood, he would have asked him to eat bullets from the very beginning.

Undoubtedly, after a meal, the distance between the two became much closer.

Of course not negative.

Looking at Sol's smile, he probably forgot even the humiliation committed by his ex-husband.

Ryan took two cans of Coke from the refrigerator.

Sol threw his head back and let out a long belch.

"What is this thing that tastes good? It's a bit like a knife is cutting my tongue and throat, but real heroes only enjoy the pain."

"Coke, Pepsi."

Sol squeezed the pop can with one hand: "I like it, is there any more?"

Ryan pointed to the refrigerator, and he got up to get it by himself.

Then Sol stood by the refrigerator, can after can.

Ryan looked at his striking abs at the moment, and was really afraid that they would be [-]% ahead of schedule in the next second.

The setting sun in the evening makes the room golden.

Saul lay weakly on the sofa, although he didn't drink, he looked a little drunk.

"Ryan, tell me, do I still have a chance?"

Ryan instinctively became vigilant immediately.

Saying this, you kid want to push me downstairs?

Before he could figure out how to reply, the light flickering suddenly and violently outside the window, as well as the sudden and vibrating tearing sound, instantly attracted the attention of the two of them.