Hey!

Lucian grabbed Mark and translated the glass directly. He looked down at the amber liquid in the glass and sniffed the nose.
This bottle of wine was delivered from Stark’s wine cabinet that night.
According to Potts, this bottle was bought by Tony at a wine auction in nine years.
Mark smiled and looked at his face with signs of strain. Lucian shook his glass and said, "Relax. I’m here to make a deal with you."
"… who are you?"
"Mark Louis!"
"Americans?"
"Guess right!"
"What deal are you going to make?"
Mark took a sip of the wine in the glass and felt the taste buds bloom layer by layer. He smiled and said, "Let’s just say Amelia is my woman."
Lucian was just about to laugh.
Who is Amelia? She has lived for at least a few centuries and is a vampire. How can an elder be an ordinary woman?
But …
Looking at the wall today, I can’t move my hand even if I change. Lucian will gradually smile and converge, and her face will be rain or shine.
When Mark saw this, he held up his glass and pointed to Lucian admiringly, saying, "You are a wise man. I can see that vampires return him. It is unfair for you to call him a cruel and sentimental werewolf."
"… what do you want?" Lucian took a deep breath and looked straight at Mark, ignoring the praise Mark had just given him.
"I know everything about you!" Mark put his glass on the table, got up and took a look at the scientist hired by Lucian who was nailed to the wall by himself. He smiled and said, "You want to kill Victor and get revenge on your wife, I won’t stop you."
Lucian’s face keeps changing, and he knows what he thinks.
Paused!
Mark turned around and looked at the half-ass sitting on the sofa, ready to attack. Lucian said simply, "You can kill Victor or Marcus if you want, but Amelia, you can’t move."
"If I move …"
"Then you can go to die!"
Mark looked at Lucian interrupting himself, and there was a dangerous glare in his eyes.
Interrupting others is an insult and an unforgivable thing.
If Mark hadn’t been over thirty and gradually learned to cultivate one’s morality, he would have slapped Lucian into a paste.
Just then.
Mark’s mobile phone rings. After talking to Debbie, Mark takes a deep breath and looks at Lucian with an elegant smile again. "Remember what I said, you can kill all vampires, but Amelia, you can’t move. If you move …"
"What will happen if you move!"
"You won’t die, but I promise you will feel that life is worse than death!"
“……”
After saying this, Mark looked up at the roof.
One second!
Boom-
Mark flew straight away, his figure disappeared before Lucian’s eyes, and then he was bound to the wall. The wolves burst like watermelons and fell directly to the floor.
There is even a unlucky guy who directly landed and inserted an exposed steel surface and gave a tragic howl …
Lucian looked up at the rain pouring in and broke a big hole, and his face became more gloomy and uncertain.
"Master!"
The wolves around looked at Lucian one after another, as if waiting for their boss to chase Mark with a knife.
Lucian Yin vulture’s eyes shifted from the werewolf he had transformed over the years, and then he snorted coldly.
How to cut it?
The somebody else didn’t also start work, and his side’s combat power was GG.
Lucian, this is a pure physical attack. Guys like wizards can do it even in close quarters when they are hanged.
This is also one of the reasons why Mark chose mind attack at that time.
Compared to physical attacks, what?
How can I feel stronger when I touch my finger lightly and hit the other side?
and
This kind of attack will raise the grade as soon as it is launched. One floor is as high as several floors!
In an hour!
Royal and walking hand holding a small pholiota adiposa mark glanced at the sea that is like a boat freighter.
After a faint smile, she once again sent out a sonic boom and quickly swept to the docking point of the cargo ship helicopter.
A long time!