The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

Jin Bing extinguished his cigar, and the wisps of smoke gradually dissipated in the air.

"These people dream of becoming a vampire." There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "They are bewitched by the temptation of immortality and completely disregard their identity and responsibilities. In order to achieve their goals, they are willing to collude with vampires and sell their souls."

Jin Bing's tone was full of disdain for these people.

"If you want to deal with vampires, these people will become your obstacles." Jin Bing said seriously.

His eyes were full of worry, as if he had foreseen the difficulties that Weiss was about to face.

"These corrupted high-level and capitalists have huge power and wealth, and they will do everything they can to protect vampires. They may use their own connections and even use the power of the government to fight against you."

Jin Bing's words were full of warnings, and he hoped that Weiss could fully realize the seriousness of this problem.

"Do you think I care?" Weiss's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident smile.

Weiss didn't take these people seriously. In his opinion, these high-level executives and capitalists who were corrupted by vampires were just a mob.

There are all kinds of monsters in the Marvel world, especially in New York, which is known as the center of the world.

It seems like a mysterious stage, with all kinds of strange creatures and supernatural forces appearing one after another.

From superheroes to evil villains, from mysterious magical creatures to high-tech products, New York has gathered countless amazing existences.

The people here are full of disasters, and almost all the major events in Marvel happened here.

Whether it is the invasion of aliens or the conspiracy of super villains, New York always bears the brunt of the battlefield.

However, despite countless disasters and crises, the people of New York still stick to the city.

Ordinary people in New York still don't move away from New York. This is the strangest thing for Weiss.

He doesn't understand why these ordinary people can stay here so firmly in the face of so many dangers. Don't they know that they may face life-threatening dangers at any time?

Weiss was full of doubts, but he had to admire the courage and tenacity of these ordinary people.

"Do you need my help?" Kingpin looked at Wes with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

He hoped to provide some help to Wes in this battle with vampires, and at the same time take this opportunity to consolidate his position.

"No need." Wes decisively rejected Kingpin's proposal.

He believed that he had enough ability to deal with vampires alone and did not need help from others.

"Then I'll wait and see. I've sent you the location I know."

Kingpin smiled slightly. He knew that Wes's strength should not be underestimated, and this battle would be very exciting.

He expected Wes to give the vampires a heavy blow.

After receiving the address, Wes left the Fisk Building.

He drove the car alone, calm and determined.

His goal was a vampire stronghold.

The car sped along the streets of New York and arrived at the place in a short while.

"Hell", this is the name of this bar.

In the night of the bustling city of New York, it is like a mysterious and tempting dark corner.

When night falls, a long queue will form at the door of this bar. The handsome men and beautiful women in the queue are all dressed in fashionable clothes, carefully dressed, and their faces are full of expectation and excitement.

Some of them are in groups of three or two, talking excitedly, while others stand alone, revealing a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

There are also two burly security guards who are carefully screening these young people.

Their eyes are like scanners, sweeping over everyone.

Those young people who do not meet the standards are all ruthlessly eliminated no matter how they request or protest.

The standards of the security guards seem to be very strict, and only those who are tall and good-looking are selected to enter the bar.

"It is said that this bar has something special that can make people feel great." A young man in the team lowered his voice and said mysteriously to his companions.

"Is it **? I don't want to get involved in this." Another young man frowned and showed a worried look.

"It's not that kind of thing, it's more advanced." The first young man's eyes flashed with excitement, as if hinting at some unknown secret.

The more these young people discussed, the more excited they became. Their imaginations were infinitely stimulated, and they couldn't wait to start the carnival tonight.

But they didn't see that the eyes of the two security guards looking at them were not lustful but appetite.

It was a kind of greed hidden under the indifferent appearance, as if they were looking at a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

After careful selection, only 8 "lucky ones" were selected.

These 8 young people raised their heads proudly, as if they were the chosen darlings, and they walked in with confident steps.

The others could only sigh, cursed in their hearts that they were handsome, and then dispersed helplessly.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

When the two security guards were about to close the door, they saw Weiss.

"Dude, you're late, the staff is full."

One of the security guards said, and was about to push Weiss out.

"It doesn't matter if there's one more of me, right?" Weiss's voice was calm and powerful.

In an instant, the two security guards were hypnotized.

"Yes, I think there's no problem." They answered mechanically, and then let Wes into the bar.

Wes walked through a long, dark corridor.

In this silent corridor, he could only hear his footsteps echoing.

As he went deeper, deafening heavy metal music gradually came.

The strong rhythm seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls, making people's heartbeats accelerate involuntarily.

When he walked out of the corridor and came to the dance floor area, men and women were twisting their bodies wildly in the middle of the dance floor.

They seemed to have forgotten all their troubles and immersed themselves in this frenzy.

The colorful lights flickered, illuminating their excited faces.

Their movements were full of passion and vitality, releasing the repression deep in their hearts.

"Everybody, the real carnival starts now!!"

With the DJ's roar, the sound was like a surging wave, instantly sweeping the entire bar.

The strong rhythm and passionate shouts intertwined with each other, making people's blood seem to be burning.

The passionate voice echoed in every corner of the bar, stimulating people's eardrums and awakening the madness deep in their hearts.

A large amount of red liquid sprayed out from the water pipe on the ceiling.

The liquid poured down like a waterfall, flashing a strange light under the light.

It was like a catalyst that instantly amplified people's inner desires.