Chapter 85： Sitwell Arrested!

"This..." Beth hesitated a little. The other party had just helped her, and refusing it... was too much.

Cao Gui's face remained calm, but he wanted to see how much this woman could do.

Axella's eyes flashed with joy, and if she didn't refuse directly, there was still a chance.

"Please, Beth..." Axella pleaded pitifully.

"Okay, it just so happens that we have a vacant seat, come over here."

"Thank you, girl." Axella was overjoyed and gave Beth and Cao Gui a veneer gift. Of course, Whitney also had it, but she refused.

At night, outside the soft sleeper compartment, there were bursts of noisy singing, scolding, and shouting from outside, making Beth Caogui agitated.

"Damn it, Italians...Is it all like this?" Whitney suppressed her anger, her originally good mood instantly turned extremely bad, and she wanted to rush out and slap the outsiders one by one.

"That's what happened on the train."

Cao Gui shrugged. It was almost the same in China ten years ago. There are many thieves and pickpockets. If you are not careful, your belongings will be gone. Cao Gui even heard that even the professional **** team was suffocated.

Of course, it's not anymore, not to mention soft sleepers, just hard sleepers. Except for the force majeure of foot odor, there are no other strange problems.

But...isn't this a developed country of TM? Why is the quality of people not as good as ours?

Beth and Axella shrugged, we can't help it, can we?

"So, are you going to Prague to watch the game?" Axella asked with a smile. She was wearing a silk nightdress with suspenders, her fragrant shoulders and collarbones were slightly exposed, and she was full of charm. It is clear.

Ruowu Ruowu's fragrant scent emanated from her body, which was refreshing.

Cao Gui's eyes lit up, but he was so excited that he didn't dare to act.

Of course, this is fake, everyone knows that Cao is not lustful, right?

Axella smiled slightly and pulled up the quilt to cover it, but it didn't cover it completely, she just hung Cao Gui.

"I kind of want to go back to Los Angeles now." Whitney rolled her eyes, feeling extremely depressed.

"What about you? Axella, where are you traveling?" Beth asked.

"It's not a trip." Axella laughed: "It's just a simple hot spring vacation."

"Hot spring vacation?" Whitney suddenly became interested: "Where is it?"

"Slovakia." Axella smiled.

"How is the hot spring there?" Whitney asked.

"It's the best hot spring in the world, and I go to it twice a year." Axella said:

"Also, it's very reassuring that these nasty Italians won't be looking for trouble."

"Wow~ it sounds good," Whitney said.

Cao Gui raised his eyebrows, the woman was a little interesting, and with just a few words, they tempted them to change their direction.

"Miss Beth, how about we change direction?" Whitney asked.

Beth took a deep breath, still the noisy Italian voice in her ear, thought for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Okay, then change the destination, I'm fed up with this bad weekend."

"Cao, what do you think?"

"No problem." Cao Gui shrugged, just in time to take the opportunity to harvest a wave of heads and make up for his merits.

Axella's face showed a smile: "It's very simple, just go to Prague, and then take a bus and you'll be there."

"Okay, then let's go to Slovakia." Beth decided.

……

Dilapidated factory in Bratislava, Slovakia.

This is the base of the Lilith Club, and the clue they found in El's laboratory last week.

If the information in El's laboratory is correct, this is the research site of the "Super Soldier Project".

Sitwell and Langmuir avoided all the monitors, and cautiously touched the core of the Lilith Club. Since they couldn't avoid it, they turned on the jammer to cover their actions.

Thanks to the arrogance of vampires, they disdain human technology, so the security facilities here are extremely backward, not to mention compared with S.H.I.E.L.D., even compared with ordinary military bases.

Sitwell and Sitwell came to the office of the head of the club without much effort.

The two of them looked at each other and began to rummage through the information lightly. Soon, the two found a document in the safe, which read:

"The Reaper Project Maker: Makinos Baia"

Sitwell's face sank, and he made several gestures towards Langmuir.

Lang Muluo understood, nodded slightly, took out an assault rifle and started to be alert.

Sitwell immediately opened it to check. The general outline of the plan stated that the vampire elder wanted to create a "new vampire" that was not afraid of sunlight, garlic, silver weapons, and had no vampire shortcomings.

But at the same time, this plan also requires that "new vampires" should retain their own advantages while removing the weaknesses of the vampires themselves.

For example, the frightening first-time embracing ability, super physique, fighting power, and the characteristics of feeding on human blood.

Sitwell's face changed slightly. If vampires really solved their own shortcomings, it would definitely be a catastrophic crisis for human society.

Sitwell took a deep breath, quickly took pictures of everything with a spy camera, and quickly returned to its original position.

However, at this time, the light suddenly dimmed, and Sitwell's face turned pale with shock. The next moment, the light came on again, but at this time, there were ten more people in the room.

"Damn..."

Sitwell's face was pale, this time he will be reimbursed!

There were five men and five women. The leader was a middle-aged woman with a huge death scythe. The others were fully armed The guns were locked on Sitwell and Langmuir.

"SHIELD? I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The middle-aged woman with a sickle licked her lips and sneered.

As soon as the voice fell, the two people beside him took out stun guns and shot, and instantly stunned Sitwell and Langmuir. In fact, even if stun guns were not used, Sitwell and Langmuir were not opponents of vampires.

When Sitwell woke up again, he found that his waist and arms were fixed in an ice block, and the strong chill kept hitting his body. If it continued like this, in an hour or two, he would die of hyperthermia. Low.

Not only that, Sitwell was also put on a rope around his neck to hang himself up so that he would not suffocate, but his neck muscles were tight, like an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

"How are you, are you okay?" Lang Muluo's voice sounded, Sitwell reluctantly turned his head, but found that Lang Muluo's condition was similar to his own.

Not far in front of them, a middle-aged woman held a cup of human blood, took a sip gracefully, and said slowly, "Tell me about S.H.I.E.L.D., maybe I can show mercy and give you your first embrace."

Both Langmuir and Sitwell were silent. In Hydra's dictionary, there is no word for surrender. Either die in battle or be executed by the organization!

Looking at the expressions of the two, the middle-aged woman's interest greatly diminished, she waved her hand and said:

"Pull it off, just use it for experiments..."

The two strong men walked out, dragged Sitwell and Langmuir down, and led them into the basement.

At this moment, a waiter ran over and whispered, "Sir, there is news from someone below that a virgin has been captured. Would you like to start enjoying it tonight?"

The middle-aged woman nodded: "Yes, let's go and make arrangements."

"Yes!"