American Comic Dimensional Trading Device

“Alright, that’s enough for now, Vito. I’ll need you to take someone and go again to say hello to that Dame Ellen. Tell her I need to see her to discuss some details. They’re not available during the day, so let’s do it tonight! As for the location, let’s do it by the river on the west side of town!” Josie handed the camera back to Ophelia and then instructed Vito.

"Yes, boss!" Vito nodded upon hearing this, and without asking any further questions, he immediately left the tent, preparing to lead his men to see Dame Ellen again.

General Fletcher also felt somewhat embarrassed and made an excuse to leave the tent.

"Boss, do you have a way to deal with Count Nosferatu?" Ophelia couldn't help but ask after Vito left. When they were discussing Nosferatu earlier, she noticed that Josie had a furrowed brow. After all, according to Vito, that ancient vampire should be very difficult to deal with. How come she has a solution so quickly now?

"Deal with Nosferatu? Why would I want to deal with him?" Josie asked, looking at her with surprise.

His question completely stunned Ophelia.

"You didn't intend to deal with Nosferatu? Then why...you're really planning to make a move against Dame Ellen?" Ophelia wasn't stupid; she quickly realized what was going on. "But..."

"No buts! Dame Ellen was killed by Allied strategic bombers, what does it have to do with us? If Northferatu wants revenge, he can go to Eisenhower, or Hugh Jones, or at the very least the Council... Why should I be the one to take the blame for this?" Josie said quietly.

It must be said that Dame Ellen's plan was quite ingenious.

If Josie were just an ordinary person, or even just an ordinary Hydra member, then he might really have no choice but to bite the bullet and face the situation Hugh Jones is currently in.

But is Josie an ordinary person?

From beginning to end, Hydra was just his tool. He had already done more than enough by bringing Hugh Jones back. Did he really expect him to work for the council?

Besides, by rescuing Hugh Jones this time, he also gained vampire blood for free. Josie will definitely charge him a fee for his hard work later.

Yes, for example, Roxon's Boeing shares are quite good.

What? You won't give it to me?

Heh, then don't blame Josie for being ruthless and cruel in the future.

Time soon came to night.

Compared to the daytime, there is now an extra tent on the west side of the town.

A dozen or so geomagnetic storm infantrymen stood guard vigilantly around the tent.

Suddenly, the sound of flapping wings came from the night sky. As the sound approached, a monster that was half human and half bat flew over the tent. Then, under the watchful eyes of the magnetic storm soldiers, it landed a dozen meters away from the tent and transformed into a beautiful young woman.

"I am Alan Nosferatu, here at Mr. Kahn's invitation!" The woman's voice was soft, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Please come in, Your Excellency, the boss has been waiting for a long time!" Ophelia lifted the tent flap, came out, nodded to Dame Ellen, and gestured for her to enter.

Dame Ellen nodded without giving it much thought. Her vampire instincts allowed her to sense a vibrant human inside the tent, which was undoubtedly male. She then went inside.

But as soon as she stepped into the tent, she realized something was wrong.

There was indeed a person inside the tent, but there was a metal fence between the tent door and that person.

Before she could react, a metal gate clattered down behind her.

Immediately, a series of crackling electrical sounds rang out around the tent. Only then did Dame Allen realize that the inside of the tent was actually a huge metal cage.

Upon seeing this, Dame Ellen immediately tried to escape, but as soon as she touched the metal fence, a strong electric current shocked her, causing her to scream in agony.

At this moment, the tent fabric outside the cage was also lifted.

Several Hydra agents with guns opened fire indiscriminately at Dame Ellen.

However, the guns they held did not fire bullets, but rather powerful tranquilizer darts.

It's also a special product for Yuri, and a small dose can keep a Tyrannosaurus Rex asleep all day.

It's unclear whether it will be effective against supernatural creatures like vampires, but Dame Ellen was shot more than a dozen times in one go.

As the liquid was injected, the vampire duchess quickly collapsed to the ground.

It seems that vampires' stamina isn't all that great after all.

"Vito, go and put the restraints on her, be careful!" At some point, Josie also appeared not far from the cage, examining the vampire duchess inside.

With his command, Vito, a dinosaur-like humanoid carrying a bunch of restraint tools made of super-strong alloy, stepped out from the night.

After the two Tesla Troopers carefully opened the cage door a crack, Vito crawled inside.

Allen remained unconscious throughout the entire process, indicating that the potent anesthetic was effective against vampires.

Vito quickly used a whole bunch of restraints to bind the female vampire tightly, so tightly that she couldn't even move a finger.

They randomly tossed her into a smaller box and loaded her into the car.

The group then left the area.

Less than ten minutes after Josie and the others left, a buzzing engine sound filled the sky.

That was the sound of a B-29 bomber.

Then, a massive amount of bombs and incendiary bombs were dropped on the town.

The entire town was completely reduced to ruins and a sea of ​​fire.

The next day, in a specially prepared isolation ward at a military hospital under General Fletcher's command.

The beast-like Hugh Jones and the resentful Dame Ellen were both tightly bound to two hospital beds.

And in the middle of them was a pump.

As for Josie and the others, they had no idea how vampires bestowed their essence blood upon lower-ranking bloodlines.

But it doesn't matter, at worst we can just drain all of Allen's blood and transfuse it into Hugh Jones.

It's likely that vampires don't need to consider blood type issues.

As the blood in Allen's body was drawn out by the pump and slowly infused into Hugh Jones's body, the bloodthirsty gaze of this council leader gradually cleared.

“Jones?” Josie, standing outside the lab, asked Hugh Jones through the loudspeaker installed inside the lab.

“Yes, it’s me, Josie, I’m back!” Hugh Jones glanced at Allen, who was practically a dried-up corpse in the clinic, and said quietly.

Unlike normal human corpses, which retain a lot of water even after their blood has been drained, human corpses are different.

Once a vampire has their blood drained, their entire body will shrivel up like a mummy.

"Haha, that's really good news. It seems you know what happened?" Josie chuckled.

“Of course, I was just controlled by a bloodthirsty mind and was somewhat dazed, but I actually remember everything that happened—including when you took my picture!” Hugh Jones said expressionlessly.

“That’s good news, at least I don’t have to explain what happened to you again!” Josie was a little surprised to hear Hugh Jones’s answer. It turned out that Hugh Jones remembered everything that had happened before.

Fortunately, when Josie was with Hugh Jones, he didn't say anything inappropriate except for mentioning that he had to take responsibility for Nosferatu's situation. Otherwise, he would have covered up the evidence by now.

As for the existence of things like the Magnetic Storm Suit, the council will find out about it sooner or later, so there's no need to worry about leaks.

“Yes, I’ll sign the Boeing shares transfer agreement later, but you have to give me back the photos and negatives!” Hugh Jones said quietly.

"Ahem, this isn't urgent, it's not urgent. How are you feeling right now?" Even with his thick skin, Josie felt a little embarrassed after being pointed out so directly by Hugh Jones, so he immediately changed the subject and asked.

"Great! I feel full of energy and my mind is clearer than ever before!" Hugh Jones didn't bother arguing with Josie. He was already grateful to be able to regain himself, not to mention becoming a legendary immortal vampire.

As for the Boeing stock—only a few hundred million dollars—it's not a serious blow to the wealthy and powerful Roxson. If Josie wants it, just give it to him.

The only potentially troublesome thing is that he will have to rely on bloodsucking to survive and will have to live in the dark from now on.

But is that a big deal for Hugh Jones, a top financial tycoon?

The former only needs to open a few hospitals or blood banks to drink blood until he's stuffed to death!

As for the latter, as the head of the Roxon Group, even if he cannot appear in public during the day, it will not affect his authority at all.

“Looks like the minor surgery was quite successful. Vito, take that out and burn it, and keep a close eye on him!” Hearing Hugh Jones say he felt good, Josie nodded to himself, then pointed at Allen, who had been drained of blood and looked like a dried-up corpse, and instructed Vito.

Vito looked at Allen, who had turned into a dried-up corpse, and sighed inwardly.

So what if she's smart and beautiful? Trying to outsmart your own unpredictable boss is just asking for trouble.

Randomly, he pushed the corpse towards the crematorium.

As the mummified corpse gradually turned to ashes in the flames, deep within an ancient castle in Hungary, inside an exquisite coffin, a young man dressed in magnificent classical attire suddenly opened his eyes.

"Allen! Who, who dared to kill my wife!" The sinister shout echoed throughout the entire castle.

Without a doubt, this young man is Count Nosferatu, the vampire.

"I heard you screaming as soon as I arrived, what happened?" Just as the young man roared, a magnetic male voice came from outside the coffin.

"Ancestor!" Upon hearing this voice, Count Nosferatu trembled and hurriedly opened the coffin lid, bowing respectfully to the newcomer. "Why have you come?"

Judging from the title, it is clear that the visitor is not an ordinary human, but a vampire, and the progenitor of Nosferatu.

And this one was none other than the famous Grand Duke Dracula.

The highest-ranking progenitor of vampires currently existing on Earth, without exception.

Of course, it's not that there aren't higher-level beings, it's just that those things aren't on Earth, or rather, not in the main dimension.

"What happened to you?" Dracula didn't answer directly, but asked instead.

"Uh, yes, I just sensed that one of my direct bloodlines has died!" Nosferatu dared not hide the truth and answered honestly.

"Do you know why?" Dracula asked casually.

"I don't know yet, but I guess it might be related to the armies or wolf packs from the Americas!" Nosferatu thought for a moment and answered cautiously.

The most recent thing that happened to Allen was the werewolf squad or human army that he had wiped out.

"A human army? Are you ignoring my orders?" Dracula's expression changed upon hearing Nosferatu mention a human army, and he said sternly, "Aren't you afraid of being confronted by those guys from Kamar-Taj?"

“But Ancestor, I didn’t start this. It was those humans who trespassed into our dwelling…” Nosferatu said tremblingly.