[Sponsored] Chapter 14: Stonewall Bar
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Natasha's thoughts were unclear to Bi Xiao.
But he was prepared to start a new slaughter, targeting a bar in the Brooklyn area.
It was still night, and there was no rain tonight.
Inside the apartment, the only difference was that he changed into new clothes—a black plaid shirt and jeans, covered by a black coat, and a round hat on his head, giving him a distinct British gentleman's flair.
He held a rectangular box in his hand, which contained a cross sword dusted with silver powder, and a Gurkha kukri hung at his waist.
As he stepped out, he hailed a taxi to the bar in Brooklyn.
It is worth mentioning that as he got into the car, he glanced subtly to the left. On the fourth floor of an apartment building, although the window was curtained, his sharp, eagle-like vision caught an eye watching him with peripheral vision.
Despite trying to avoid direct eye contact, his keen senses still detected it.
"Natasha, Coulson, it is indeed S.H.I.E.L.D.," he muttered.
Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Bi Xiao's lips curved slightly. The woman who had been pretending to be Jenny acted normally during this period, but Bi Xiao had been using his excellent hearing to focus on her conversations, especially when she thought she was unmonitored and safe while talking to Coulson.
In reality, he caught every word, even from a distance of over a hundred meters, his deliberate listening did not miss a thing.
These two familiar names let Bi Xiao already know their identities.
Black Widow, future Avenger and top agent, Natasha Romanoff.Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com
Coulson, the future Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
It was no surprise that he was on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s radar, given the extensive network of the agency, always highly attentive to any special individuals or events, believing they could be recruited, they would observe and make contact, eventually employing methods to enlist them.
The looks he received from around carried various messages, Bi Xiao pressed down his hat, ignoring them, his icy gaze sweeping the area, his senses amplified, the world seemed to suddenly quiet down, the people in front of him turning into ethereal bodies, their heartbeats, pulse sounds, and blood flow.
His brain received all these details, and in an instant, he determined whether the crowd outside was human or ghost.
Plenty of humans, plenty of ghosts, the unique scent emanating from inside the bar.
Cold, foul.
Such bars had no real age restrictions; their main philosophy was to come if you wanted to join, after all, these vampires favored fresh, delicious fairies and young men.
If they didn't let the underage in, how would they hunt?
Thus, Bi Xiao smoothly entered the bar, and it must be said, the interior of the bar was very spacious, with vintage red velvet sofas, paintings on the walls, lights of various colors overhead, and booming music that instantly immersed visitors in the heavy metal atmosphere.
But Bi Xiao only felt the noise.
He carried the long box with the cross sword to the bar and ordered a cocktail. The bartender, a very pretty blonde girl, caught sight of Bi Xiao's attire and face, a hint of blood flashing in her eyes as she began to make a drink and attempted to flirt.
However, Bi Xiao extended a finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.
The cold light in his eyes pierced the woman like a physical thing, her heart felt as if it had been stabbed, her movements stopped due to fear and awe.
"You~~~"
Bi Xiao completely ignored the distorted expression of the pretty blonde woman in front of him, calmly picked up the long box, placed it on the bar, and slowly opened it, revealing the cross sword lying inside.
The cross sword, measuring 1.4 meters, had a cruciform shape with a sharp blade dusted with silver powder, making it look smooth and appealing.
Overall, it was quite attractive.
The people sitting at the bar also noticed something was amiss when Bi Xiao picked up the cross sword, their expressions filled with confusion and curiosity, unclear what the madman in front of them was up to.