I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

John is back.

He also returned with Hume.

Martha lowered her head nervously so that the passing police car could not see her.

Little did they know that such behavior would be even more suspicious.

Fortunately, the police officers were used to the people hanging around this place.

After the police car drove past, Martha breathed a sigh of relief.

"bump!"

The front of the car shook violently, and Hume, the most popular figure in the school, hit it.

Hume groaned and looked at the approaching John with a horrified look on his face.

"do not!"

John grabbed him by the hair and dragged him out of the front of the car.

His back kissed the ground fiercely, his legs fluttered, and he screamed.

John walked to the trunk and knocked, signaling Martha to open it.

Martha was stunned.

She had thought that John's suggestion to find Hume would be a gentler approach.

Martha hurriedly opened the trunk. While wanting to help, Martha was also worried about being discovered.

People at the party didn't seem to notice the protagonist's departure, and the loud music there could be said to be disturbing.

After opening the trunk, John threw Hume in.

Hume continued to resist, so John drew his wand.

Don't get me wrong, he's not trying to use magic.

The wand passed through Hume's palm, causing Hume's original posture of showing his fangs to prepare for an attack to turn into a more violent scream.

He kept screaming, competing with the party music.

"Martha, do you have a pen?"

"Ah, a pen? I have one here." Like a little white sheep that strays into a pack of wolves, Martha started rummaging around in the co-pilot's trembling hands.

Take out a spare pen and give it to John personally.

When she saw Hume's miserable condition in the trunk, a look of unbearability flashed in her eyes.

As a medical student, she couldn't bear to hear the screams.

So John very considerately inserted the pen he had got into Hume's eye socket at a tricky angle in front of her.

Hume stopped screaming on the spot and got a good night's sleep.

But Hume's screams were transferred to Martha.

John pulled out the wand, closed the trunk, glanced at Martha who was still screaming, and wiped the blood off the wand with a handkerchief.

"Drive and find a place where no one is around."

Sitting in the back seat, John urged Martha outside.

Martha finally stopped screaming. She looked terrified and even tried to start the ignition several times.

It finally started, and the car drove crookedly on the road.

"He, he, is he dead?" she said in a trembling voice.

Martha was so nervous that she kept swallowing, and sweat slipped from her temples.

His eyes were moist, and he looked like he was about to cry.

She was just a college student a few days ago. Who would have thought that she would start transporting corpses now.

Martha felt like she was the one who destroyed the corpse and traces of the black boss.

The look he looked at John became more and more frightened.

I can only say that first impressions kill, but Martha still thinks he is a good person.

Some good guy kills people and hides them in the car without saying a word.

John had a dark face in the back seat. After all, a normal person suddenly encounters a greasy man accosting you.

All I could think about were various patterns that were not suitable for children, and the object was still myself.

No one has a good temper.

Originally going to use Hume as bait, John changed his mind.

Prepare to find a place where no one is around and let Hume vomit everything.

"Drive well." The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. After John said it with a dark face, he stopped talking.

Martha could only accept her fate and get on the pirate ship.

Along the way, she was afraid that some police would come and check the car.

He was so scared that he didn't even dare to speed.

Finally, I slowly returned home.

Opening the trunk, Martha had already resigned herself to carrying the 'body'.

John went ahead and Martha carried Hume to her home.

Fortunately, there aren't many people around here.

Put the 'corpse' down heavily.

Martha found that her physical strength seemed to be getting better.

She couldn't be called weak in the past, but she still couldn't lift an adult man.

Becoming a vampire is not without its benefits.

It's just that I haven't eaten for a long time, and I was so frightened that I didn't notice it before.

After coming back to her senses, Martha almost fainted from hunger.

She dug out the food at home, a sandwich from a few days ago that might have gone bad.

Without caring so much, he just stuffed the sandwich into his mouth.

Martha took a satisfied bite and chewed it.

Soon, Martha covered her mouth and ran to the trash can to vomit.

"Why?" Martha couldn't believe it. She obviously didn't want to drink blood anymore.

But I still feel a severe nausea after eating.

John walked over to Hume's body and grabbed the pen.

With the vampire's vitality, this pencil wouldn't kill him. After all, it didn't damage his brain, it just went in 'a little bit'.

"You just suppressed your bloodlust. To be precise, you are still essentially a vampire."

With some force from his fingers, the pen was pulled out.

"Pfft-"

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

Throwing the pen aside, John took out his wand and counted quietly.

"3, 2, 1..."

Hume opened his eyes suddenly. As soon as he saw John, he was about to swoop over and suck his blood.

John waved his wand and magic flew out.

"relashio"

Hume was hit by red sparks and sent flying towards a chair.

John waved his wand again, and the chair turned into a rope, tying Hume tightly.

Hume could only rage with impotence.

"Who are you?" Hume's eyes were oozing with blood, and he looked extremely miserable. He roared, "Let me go, or you will be in great trouble!"

"A disaster is imminent?" John sneered and waved his hands.

"A disaster is coming, but it's not me."

He tapped Hume's head with his wand and said jokingly: "It's you."

"You...ah—!"

Hume felt his brain being pulled outward by something.

Underneath Martha's horrified expression as a vampire crossing her chest.

The silver-white thread was pulled out from Hume's head.

John's eyes turned into vertical pupils. He stared at Hume and said in a low voice: "Let me see, where he might be?"

With a twist of the wand, Legilimency draws out Hume's memories.

Hume rolled his eyes and lost consciousness at the end.

On John's wand, there was a large ball of silver-white thread wrapped around it.

Throw the ball out and explode directly on the ceiling.

Falling into smoke.

The surrounding scene changes.

John raised his right hand, "Let me see, what happened during this time?"

He manipulated these memories to twist them, like an immersive experience.

Hume's life was still very fulfilling.

Basically it can be divided into: sleeping, sleeping with others, sleeping with more people, eating, taking people back to sleep with others and eating by the way.

This guy was not wronged at all.

Martha swallowed in dismay when she saw the scene of Hume sucking blood from those young girls.

Hume is a subordinate of a young vampire lord. His boss is called Cowper, who is the most powerful vampire in London.

Because he can often bring beautiful girls to eat, Hume's status in the territory is not low.

He is Cowper's right-hand man.

So Cowper knew a lot of things.

For example, this matter is about Cowper's revenge.

The territory was destroyed, and Cowper couldn't swallow this breath.

This is not the first time he has dealt with the Sunwalker, and he knows how to find him.

There is also the man who destroyed the territory. Cowper's men reported that they found traces of two people in the subway tunnel.

Cowper immediately decided to take revenge and sent his men to encircle and suppress him.

Hume was supposed to be one of them, but because of his outstanding abilities, he was arranged to find blood food for Cowper to recover after the battle.

Moreover, Cowper is ambitious and not only wants to take action against the Sunwalkers, but is also preparing to take action against the Vampire Council.

Memories exploded, John touched his chin and said: "Subway tunnel."

"Go over now, we should be able to make it there."

John stood up to leave.

Martha looked nervous and called John, "What should he do?"

John glanced at Hume, who was rolling his eyes unconsciously. Thinking of Martha's sign of the cross just now, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you a Catholic?"

Seeing Martha nod, John said meaningfully: "I do have a good place for him."

Martha soon regretted her admission.

Cross on church.

Hume was hung by his hands.

As long as the sunrise comes, he will bathe in the morning sunshine and die happily.

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