The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

I only make a few dollars at work.

Not to mention, this is how you earn extra money while working a regular job.

This kind of good thing doesn't happen every day.

Brown and his team were in high spirits, their sleeves rolled up, ready to work even harder and achieve greater success.

A vampire costs at least five thousand US dollars.

Although the money needs to be divided, it is conservatively estimated that each person can still receive $500 per month.

Each one costs 500, and if you catch four a day, that's 2,000, and in a month that's 600,000.

Gee!

Make money as early as possible, and the best time to hunt vampires is during the day.

and so……

time is money.

Dry!

As long as you don't kill them, keep pushing them to the limit.

As they were talking, Locke and Brown got back into the car, pulled out the roster, and headed towards the nearest destination.

pity……

By noon, Locke and his companions had not caught a second vampire that day.

the reason is simple.

The vampire isn't home.

To be precise, apart from the vampire who came early this morning, they went to three different places this morning. However, when they arrived, the vampires seemed to have gotten wind of it beforehand and had already disappeared.

They went to a lonely place.

"Not here again?"

Brown glanced at the empty coffin before him, his face grim, then looked at the living room, which, like the previous three, seemed to have been through a storm: "They've realized what's happening?"

Locke didn't say anything. He seemed to have seen something, walked to the apartment bar, and picked up a business card that seemed to have been placed there specifically waiting for him.

into the eye.

"Deacon Frost." Debbie leaned closer, looked at the name on Locke's business card, and blinked. "It's that guy's business card again, boss."

Locke grunted and turned the business card over.

into the eye.

A string of numbers.

The numbers on the business cards found in the empty apartments of the three apartments they had visited earlier were the same as those on the other three.

obviously.

This business card was deliberately placed here.

As for who it's for.

The answer is self-evident.

Right.

It's been a month already. Vampires aren't stupid. They've been watching their clansmen who went to Satan's Bar that night decrease by three or four every day. By now, they should have realized what's going on.

Locke held the business card in his hand, thinking to himself.

Brown also walked over from behind, glanced at the business card in Locke's hand, and frowned.

"It's him again?"

"Um."

What does he want to do?

"Isn't it obvious? They want to talk to us."

Locke smiled and shook his head.

Brown frowned. "This Dickon Frost, he seems to be the vampire leader of New York City?"

Locke nodded.

Although their collaboration with Natasha allowed them to learn some information about the vampires in New York City from Blade.

But they themselves weren't idle either.

Over the course of a month, Locke and Brown hunted vampires while also gathering information about the vampire world of New York City from vampires who tried to beg for their lives.

In a word.

There are many vampires in New York City.

Much.

Conservative estimates suggest that the number of vampires in New York City has likely surpassed the number of illegal immigrants currently living throughout the city.

Secondly, there exists a so-called vampire family in New York City, which rules the vampire world of New York City.

This family is like royalty among the vampire clans of New York.

This vampire royal family is ruled by thirteen pure-blooded vampires.

The term "purebred vampire" refers to vampires who are born vampires.

They are incredibly powerful, far surpassing ordinary vampires, and each of them is an old man who has lived for hundreds of years, a true blood noble.

As for Dickon Frost, who left his business card...

They are considered to be below the thirteen pureblood vampires and above countless other vampires.

If we were to compare those thirteen pureblood vampires to a council, then Dickon Frost would be the vampire leader chosen by that council.

This Dickon Frost is not to be underestimated.

He's at least an A-grade vampire.

Because this Dickon Frost seems to have been transformed by a pure-blooded vampire himself.

This is Locke's speculation based on the intelligence they have gathered over the past month, as well as the intelligence obtained from Blade Warrior.

Because of their low rank, vampires below C-rank are all ugly.

Moreover, they are not only ugly, but they also lack the ability to transform ordinary people into vampires.

These low-ranking vampires are the true bottom rungs of the vampire race.

Just like ordinary people in the ordinary world who have no power or influence.

Although humans and vampires are different, social rules are largely the same in every group.

The reason these low-ranking vampires exist is because those vampires with higher ranks want to have their own vampire servants, which is why they exist.

If you compare these low-level vampires with Dickon Frost, you'll see the difference between them.

To put it in the words of a low-level vampire, even if all the low-level vampires were combined, they might not even be able to bite Dickon Frost to death, let alone hurt him.

The difference in social status is terrifying.

but……

I should be alright.

Locke thought to himself silently.

Because a vampire's strength becomes fixed after the transformation.

If Dickon Frost is an A-class vampire, then he can only be an A-class vampire.

But Locke was different.

He can upgrade.

As long as he has enough extraordinary points, he can obtain vampire genes, not to mention A-level, even SSS-level vampire genes, through spending money.

As long as you have enough liver.

Brown, seeing Locke nod and then stare at the business card in deep thought, asked somewhat impatiently, "Should we make a phone call?"

Locke snapped out of his daze and looked at Brown.

"How are you?"

"not see."

Brown answered without hesitation.

Although you can earn extra money by hunting vampires.

But the title of "vampire leader" sounds terrifying.

The most important thing.

They've already killed over a hundred vampires, and avenged their fallen teammates long ago.

Moreover, Brown never forgot why he joined the Sentinel Special Operations Service.

He wanted to exterminate all mutants, to make them all pay for his dead wife and unborn child.

Locke was not surprised by Brown's answer.

But he did not agree.

"I think we could talk."

Why?

Brown frowned, and Debbie, standing beside him, seemed to want to say something as well.

Locke chuckled, took out his phone from his pocket, and looked at the two of them.

His tone was indifferent.

"We are soldiers, he is a thief!"

"Since ancient times, it has always been the case that thieves fear soldiers, not soldiers fear thieves."

"Talk to him!"

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