[Comprehensive Anglo-American] New York People's Suffering History

There are so many cities in the world, and there are so many clinics in the cities, but she just walked into mine.I remember every detail of that day.There are gray-blue shoes on her feet, a ring inlaid with moon-white gemstones on her left thumb, and long curly light brown hair that is somewhat messy.

That was the last time I saw her.Thank goodness God!

—Excerpt from "Memoirs of Hannibal Lecter in Prison"

On the way to the Hannibal clinic, Soapy rested his chin on his hand, and looked at Captain America's handsome profile and long eyelashes that flickered like butterfly wings.

"Captain, have you got married yet?" Soapy looked crazy.

"No." Captain America stepped on the brakes, focusing on the driving route and not daring to be distracted.Compared with World War II, cars now have a lot more fancy buttons, and sometimes he will press the wrong one when he is distracted.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Soapy moved a little closer to the driver's seat.

"No. Why do you ask that?"

"Because I don't want to be a third party!" Soapy smiled brightly, and immediately asked, "What do you think of me?"

Captain America is also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, of course he is not as easy to flirt with as a virgin little spider.He looked at Soapy lovingly, and said with a smile, "It's good. It's a pity that our age gap is too big, it's impossible."

"How old are you? Thirty? Forty?" Soapy smiled.

"94." Fearing that Soapy wouldn't believe it, Captain America took out his driver's license and handed it to her.

Soapy's eyes widened. The DOB on the driver's license did say: July 1920, 7.

Soapy returned his driver's license to Captain America, what's the age of 94, sweetheart, your future father-in-law is still hundreds of years old!

She asked nonchalantly: "Are you okay with your sexuality/ability? Are you able to have children?"

Captain America said nothing.How else could he answer such a question?

"That's fine." Soapy came to his own conclusion.

Captain America looked at the little girl next to him in surprise, "That's fine", he didn't agree!

Maybe it was really mentally stimulated and talking nonsense, the US team did not answer the question out of sympathy.

Soon, Dr. Hannibal's clinic arrived.

***

Soapy, who knew nothing, stood outside the door, and Hannibal, who also knew nothing, stood behind the door.

Sometimes fate is so wonderful.

Unprepared, Hannibal opened the door and closed it with a fright.

Captain America stepped forward to knock on the door in doubt: "Doctor Lecter? Doctor Lecter?"

"Captain, go downstairs and wait! I'll have a good chat with Dr. Lecter to heal the wounds in my heart." Soapy said secretly, biting his back teeth.

In psychological counseling, there are others who will be very psychologically prepared for the patient, which is really not conducive to treatment. The US team went downstairs and waited according to Subi's words.

As soon as the captain over there went downstairs, Soapy climbed out through the ventilation window at the entrance of the corridor.

"You still don't like to close the windows?" Soapy suddenly appeared behind Hannibal, sitting on his desk dangling his legs, with a dangerous smile on his face.

Hannibal didn't panic and yell.

He had seen even scarier scenes before going out today.

Even more cruel than what he did to the human flesh that died under his knife.

***

Just last night.Not long after Soapy was rescued, he was still struggling with what to do with the corpse of the witch at home. At this moment, a group of black-clothed witches suddenly broke in, all wearing cloaks and unable to see their faces clearly.

"People have been rescued, you are late." Hannibal stood beside the dead witch, hiding the boning knife in his hand behind his back, and said calmly.

"We came as soon as something happened to her." An elderly witch named Margaret took off her cloak.

The witches of the coven are secretly fighting against vampires all over the world. The witches use magic to form an impenetrable network. As long as a witch is injured, everyone will know.Those who are not far away will immediately rush over to help, and when they arrive in time, they can save the same kind and even solve the murderous vampire.

"You just said that someone saved her?" Margaret asked solemnly with her hands folded on her stomach. "who is it?"

"It's me!" Klaus suddenly appeared out of the window like a ghost.

"It turned out to be you, looking for you!" Margaret winked at the witches around her, and all of them worked together, the spell sounded, the white window shattered open, and suddenly there was a strong wind.

Klaus stood outside the house unaffected, and the wind didn't even ruffle his hair.

"What's going on?" Margaret intensified the spell.But the fatal spell for vampires was resisted by a mysterious force, which could not hurt Klaus in the slightest.

A beautiful woman suddenly appeared behind Klaus, stretched out her right hand and cast a spell on the witches.

"My dear sister, hold on for another 10 seconds. Leave the rest to me." Klaus raised his lips slightly, and under the protection of Freya, Klaus teleported to the witches, holding their heads with his hands. One screwed over.

The whole process takes less than three seconds.

Only Margaret remained.

With her own strength, she was not Freya's opponent at all. She planned to cast a spell on Klaus in front of her, but before she could make a sound, Klaus' big hand locked her neck tightly.

"Go back and tell your people. If Elijah doesn't come back for a day, I will kill all the witches in the world."

Freya, who had just walked into the room, rolled her eyes at her younger brother.

"I don't mean to offend. Eldest sister, the witch I'm talking about certainly doesn't include you."

Klaus let go of Margaret: "Hurry up and get out."

Only the corpses of witches and Hannibal were left on the ground. Hannibal gripped the boning knife tightly, planning to make a final struggle if necessary.

As if he couldn't see him, Klaus stretched out his claws and dug out the hearts of all the witches and threw them into the fireplace. He went to the kitchen to get a knife and chopped off the heads.

After finishing these things, he went to the restaurant and picked up the white napkin that Hannibal usually used, wiped off the blood on his hands, and said to Freya: "The people in the witch coven have a lot of tricks, if you don't do this, you might all be resurrected in a while. "

Freya couldn't bear to see this kind of scene, so she turned around and went outside the house. After taking a few breaths of fresh air that didn't smell like blood, she felt a little better.

It was just Klaus and Hannibal in the room now.

Klaus threw the blood-stained napkin to Hannibal and said, "I don't know how you offended my little friend, she wants you to die so much. It stands to reason that it wouldn't take much effort for me to do her a little favor, but , she just needs to kill someone now, to change her kind-hearted and compassionate temperament. Keep you for now!"

After speaking, he rushed out the door and dragged his sister who was still nauseated and disappeared into the hazy morning light.

Only messy Hannibal left: EXM?Compassionate and compassionate? ? ?We may not know the same vampire.

***

"You're going to kill me just because I've been detained for two days?" Hannibal sat on the sofa where the patients who came to consult on weekdays sat, crossed his legs, looked at Soapy expressionlessly, and calmly took out his suit pocket He took the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped the sweat from his nose.

"Now I can understand why those witches risked their lives to destroy you. You are powerful, but also very cruel. With your natural advantages, you don't look down on human beings, and you kill them when you are unhappy..."

"Stop, stop!" Soapy jumped off the table. "Don't confuse right and wrong with me. You fucking hired someone to kill me first, and now you pretend to be a white lotus. Don't pour dirty water on our vampires, and you don't give up when it comes to killing people! What's more, you humans can kill each other Is there anything less? I'm a vampire, my whole family is a vampire. But we never bullied and hurt innocent people."

Soapy got hungrier as he talked.

Forget it, let's eat first!

Soapy leaned against the arm of the sofa where Hannibal was sitting, and skillfully picked up his left hand. Just as he was about to put his mouth down, he found that the place where he bit it last time was scabbing, looking disgusting.So he switched to the other side, picked up Hannibal's right hand, and threatened before biting: "If you dare to make a sound, you will break your neck. Captain America can't save you anytime soon."

After speaking, he bit down.

Ah~ Fresh and sweet blood, Soapy took a big sip, not so thirsty, and continued to refute Hannibal's previous remarks.

"If someone hadn't rescued me, I would have died at the gunshot of your hired man. We have to settle the bill." Soapy drank two mouthfuls of blood and said a few words.

Hannibal couldn't make a sound from the pain.

After Soapy had had enough, Hannibal endured the pain and said weakly, "I didn't hire anyone to kill you!"

Soapy wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Then how do you explain the witch?"

"They took the initiative to find me."

Hannibal's words were hard to distinguish between true and false, Soapy planned to take a more direct and effective method. She held Hannibal's head and looked through his eyes to see what he had experienced in the past few days.It is true that no one hired someone to kill her, and it is also true that the witch took the initiative to find him.

but……

"My God!" Soapy threw Hannibal away in disgust: "You not only kill people, but also eat human flesh."

***

Mrs. Hudson has recently suffered the greatest financial crisis of her life.

This morning, a blond man came down from Soapy's room on the third floor and asked her politely for some food to wrap her stomach around.The kind Mrs. Hudson immediately made one meal for the man, and another, and another... until there was no food in the refrigerator.The action of her continuing to cook after going out to buy ingredients and seasonings...

And this is just the amount of breakfast.

The blond man named Thor has a good personality and a sweet mouth, and he will help her carry things and move furniture.

The only downside is that it's too edible.

In half a day, Thor ate up Mrs. Hudson's living expenses for a month.Sherlock was lying in the hospital, and Mrs. Hudson had no income, so she could only call her niece in London to transfer the money to meet the next expenses.

"Is there still no news about Soapy?" Mrs. Hudson asked Thor, one was really worried about Soapy, and the other was really worried about herself.

Thor was biting into the seventh mutton pie in one hand and drinking from a mug of beer in the other.With his mouth full of meat, he mumbled, "She's capable, she'll be fine."

Mrs. Hudson smiled politely, and there was an aggrieved voice in her heart: But I have something to do...

The author has something to say: [Inventory to] those incredible recent events in New York City:

[Why is Spiderman waiting outside the gate of a certain mansion? ]

Netizen replied: Maybe it was to save the lover's heart!

Homeowner Hannibal: Go!I don't mess with base!

Will Graham: Meow meow?

***

[A mentally disturbed woman molested a ninety-year-old man in public]

Netizen replied: Let go of the US team.There's something coming at me.

Soapy: The handsome ones line up, and the ugly ones stand aside.

***

[New York City's first God of Cookery Championship is announced! ]

A netizen answered: Talk about how the earth's resources are exhausted.

Thor: Oh yeah!I'm finally a god again.

Note: The passage in Uncle Ba’s memoirs is an imitation of the lines from the movie “Casablanca”.