boom!

The amazing sound was like a powder barrel exploded.

The vampire elder who is plotting how to deal with Superman did not expect the other party to come so quickly.

The tall figure directly penetrated the ceiling and smashed into the conference room like a cannonball.

The overly cool and sensational way of appearing puts the whole room into a brief silence.

Just now, the two vampires who were talking to each other, subconsciously shrank their necks, hoping that they could become a little transparent without being noticed.

"You seem to be surprised by my visit."

Luke's eyes were slightly condensed, showing a red light.

"Why, isn't it welcome?"

The vampire who has always liked dark, damp, and disgusted with the sunlight, just as soon as he endured Superman's sight, his whole body seemed to be stabbed by a needle.

They looked at each other and lowered their heads and remained silent.

If you tell the truth at this time, you may be directly destroyed by humanity.

"Superman?"

Although Luke's uniform and cloak are very distinctive.

But out of politeness and not knowing what to say, the older vampire elder still asked a habitual question.

His attitude is quite good, just like a social animal employee encounters an unscrupulous boss.

No matter how much complaining or cursing you behind your back, you will still be smiling and respectful when you meet.

"You also know the second guy who likes to fly around in a cloak?"

Luke complained about himself.

He always felt that the cloak was of no substantial use.

In the battle, if you encounter a close opponent, you may even be pulled and thrown into a windmill. For details, please refer to Superman vs. Bat, Superman vs. Bizaro, Superman vs. Louise - this is crossed out.

However, whether you are strong or not is a matter of the version, whether you are handsome or not is a lifelong thing.

From the perspective of personal image, Luke still chose to keep the cloak.

After all, wearing only tight uniforms can be seen as perverted.

But with the cloak, you will be closer to the superhero.

"Next, I want to have a candid exchange with you. I hope that there will be no lies or hostility in the conversation between you."

After Luke glanced at the audience, the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

It seemed as if he was the master here, so he raised his hand and pulled out a complete chair that was not affected and sat down slowly.

"Sir Lieutenant General, what do you... want to know? We will definitely speak in everything."

Feeling Superman's gaze, the vampire elder's heart seemed to be pressing on a big rock, feeling uncomfortable with breathing.

He decided to adopt Stefan's second plan and sell off the White House president in exchange for the security of his personal life.

Betrayal of the president is at best just that the family is suppressed and life will be difficult in the future.

But if you deceive Superman, you might be beaten to death on the spot and be destroyed in ashes in the next moment.

The two endings, which is more important, is self-evident.

"Very good, willing to have friendly communication, which saves me and you a lot of unnecessary trouble."

Luke nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Then let's start with the deal between the president and you."

“That’s it…”

Bang!

Before the vampire elder could explain, a group of fully armed vampires broke open the door of the conference room.

"Elder, I'll save it-sorry, I'm disturbing."

The young vampire rushed in was full of momentum, but when he saw the elder who was desperately winking and the rest of the people who were honestly shrank their necks, he quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

A group of people quickly exited the room and closed the door.

“Continue.”

Luke did not respond to this small episode.

Compared with the "relatives" in Europe, these pure-blooded descendants of Dracula have less arrogance that looks down on humanity in their bones and more conspiracies and tricks to play with power.

The advantage is that they are all very attentive and know how to respect the strong and obey the strong.

The downside is that Luke couldn't even find a reason to get angry, and he couldn't kill him like he was in the wine club.

He originally wanted to clean up a group of vampires to facilitate the expansion of the territory of the Covennas family led by Serena.

“…Anyway.”

The vampire elder told all the private contact between the Vampire Council and the White House.

He had not realized the seriousness of the problem and only believed that Lieutenant General Superman in front of him might have been tracing the matter for a sense of justice or other reasons.

According to normal thinking, one is the administrator of the country and the president of the White House.

The other is a legendary war hero, Lieutenant General of the Pentagon.

They are all top existences on the pyramid of power, and even if there are conflicts, they will not be too ugly.

"Superman can't have colluded with the blood clan because the president colluded with the blood clan and rushed to the White House and punched the other party to death - that's too rough."

The vampire elder thought so.

"I appreciate your honesty, which prevents tonight's conversation from being too bloody."

After hearing this, Luke's guess that the president is Kang, the conqueror, has escalated into confidence.

"By the way, I would like to remind you that the true blood god in your eyes does not exist, so don't try to make any original essence and blood, it will only be futile."

Lieutenant General Superman stood up and prepared to leave, leaving behind the confused vampire elders.

How could they know the "true god" they call them.

It was just an Atlantis who signed a contract with the god of the underworld, Sithorne, and transformed himself into an undead creature.

The great wizard named Varna later passed the power to Dracula, which led to the vampire clan.

...

...

White House, Oval Office.

The night is getting darker and the lights are still on here.

The security personnel who were guarding outside sighed at the President's enthusiasm for work and abundant energy.

He has not rested so late and is still immersed in various national affairs. He is simply the "staying up late champion" of the White House.

"Stilman, go back."

The president leaned on the table and said.

"Okay, Your Excellency President. By the way, about vampires..."

Stillman, the White House chief of staff, said in a low voice.

"Just leave this matter to you. I fully trust your abilities, Stillman, so I don't have to report to me at all times."

The president interrupted his confidant's speech, holding his glasses that were mounted on the bridge of his nose and said softly.

The latter nodded repeatedly and left the office.

"idiot."

When Stillman left, the president let go of the pen in his hand and took off the glasses.

He rubbed his loose skin on his face and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"I asked you to work with vampires, but you were fooled by those stupid bats and were addicted to blood - so humans are really fragile creatures in their hearts, and a little desire can destroy them."

The president muttered to himself, and he was not worried about being heard.

The White House is full of hidden perception systems, and any stranger's intrusion will be issued an alarm.

"If you win over those politicians, you can follow the historical trajectory, launch a cold war between the United States and the Soviet Union and successfully start three wars..."

The president's eyes flashed and he began to conceive his crazy plan.

The Supreme Master left this timeline, and the biggest obstacle that blocked him had disappeared.

With his familiarity with history and the future technology in hand, it is easy to fool the White House politicians and realize their inner ambitions.

"You're late."

A few minutes later, the president stood in front of the window looking at the night and said.
To be continued...