As Gwen's words fell, Hawk had already moved.
It wasn't because he was already impatient; it was simply because he didn't want to give Gwen any chance to change her mind.
So.
With a thought, Hawk's psychokinesis, which already covered the entire building and ensured no blind spots in 360 degrees, activated instantly.
In an instant.
The Vampires in the dance floor, screaming with their hands spread towards the ceiling, deep in their revelry, were frozen as if in a snapshot.
The exposed female Vampire DJ on the dance floor also froze mid-action.
The World seemed to stand still at this moment.
But... the music played on.
The lights flashed.
Only the Vampires in this building were frozen.
This included the bearded black Vampire holding the camera in the room, and the black-haired female Vampire who had already pulled down George's pants a bit and opened her red lips.
Of course.
George was not among them.
But George also stood stunned, because he saw Hawk.
Hawk approached with a smile, then raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting.
"Uh, George, why don't you pull up your pants first?"
"..."
George reacted, not having time to think about what had happened. He looked down at his pants, which were already pulled down a bit, and quickly reached out to pull them back up, along with his trousers.
The next second.
Just as he looked at Hawk, preparing to ask a question.
He saw Hawk turn his head and call out behind him.
"Alright, you can open your eyes now."
"..."
George was first startled, then completely dumbfounded as he saw Gwen, who wasn't there a second ago, now appearing beside Hawk.
"This..."
"Dad!"
Gwen glared fiercely at George: "How can you do this and face Mom?"
George's mind was somewhat frozen.
Fortunately.
Hawk, standing beside him, spoke a fair word for George: "Uh, Gwen, I can testify that George's pants weren't completely pulled down."
Although George didn't quite understand when his daughter and future son-in-law arrived, he still looked at Hawk with some gratitude upon hearing Hawk's words.
Good kid, well done.
As a result... after Hawk finished speaking, Gwen also glared at Hawk: "That's because I spoke in time. If I had spoken later, wouldn't this hussy really have..."
She stopped mid-sentence.
Gwen thought about what would have happened if she hadn't come here today, then looked at the bearded black man in front of her, still holding the camera. Although his body was frozen, his consciousness was not, and his eyes were darting around in fear.
The next second.
Gwen stepped forward quickly, raised her already poised fist, and directly landed it on the bearded black man's big face.
Bang!
The bearded black man's big face took the full force of Gwen's angry blow.
But because his body was frozen, his head didn't shift. However, just after Gwen's right fist left, two streams of fresh blood flowed from the bearded black man's nostrils at a visible speed.
The power of one punch broke the Vampire's defense, terrifying indeed.
Ordinary people cannot achieve this.
Gwen was still an ordinary person, but Gwen was actually not ordinary.
After all... as Hawk's life level increased, Gwen, who was in a state of nourishment every day, was silently evolving, even though she didn't realize it.
"Slap!"
After throwing a punch, Gwen, still not satisfied, raised her hand again and directly slapped the bearded black man in front of her.
The slap was crisp and loud.
"Pfft!"
"Your mother is old and ugly!"
"Hawk is absolutely right, people of your skin color, existing in this World, are completely polluting this World."
"And..."
"I have a Mom!"
"Slap!"
After slapping him, Gwen retracted her hand and, at the same time, gave the bearded black man a second slap. Then, with the demeanor of an enraged tigress, she walked behind the black-haired alluring female Vampire who was still kneeling in front of her father, grabbed her long hair, dragged her away from George, and then moved her aside.
"I don't want to see her anymore, Hawk, disgusting!"
"Okay."
Hawk nodded.
George reacted.
"Gwen..."
"Dad, you're not feeling sorry for her, are you?"
"..."
Hawk glanced at George, whose expression was a bit awkward from Gwen's words, then his eyes flashed crimson.
Although this female Vampire was voluptuous and very charming.
But... in Hawk's dictionary, there was no distinction between male and female, only between killing and not killing.
So!
Boom—
The moment the black-haired female Vampire touched the Phoenix Ray, she was grabbed by it and instantly vaporized.
George's pupils widened at a visible speed, looking at Hawk in disbelief.
"Oh my goodness!"
"It's not my fault."
Hawk met George's shocked gaze, the fiery crimson in his eyes slowly receding, and said with a smile: "Gwen didn't allow it, and you yourself said that if I wasn't good to Gwen, you wouldn't let me off."
George heard this and subconsciously looked at Gwen in front of him.
Gwen ignored George and turned to look at her fiancé, who had his hands in his pockets, taking advantage of the situation and claiming two months of uniform seduction from her.
"Who was that who called my Dad?"
"I don't know."
Hawk said this, then with a thought, he directly teleported a Vampire who was hiding in a room in this Vampire bar, currently embracing two female Vampires while watching the surveillance footage of this room, using Sixth Sense - Teleportation』: "But I brought the person to you."
As the words fell.
With a thud, a disheveled Vampire, who had also been frozen in the room and unable to move, now filled with fear, the same Vampire who had called George on the rooftop that morning, landed on the floor of the room.
He instinctively got up and was about to flee with a whoosh.
"What are you thinking, buddy?"
"If you escape, I'll lose face in front of my dear fiancée."
Hawk was a bit speechless. The moment the Vampire got up and took a step, he froze him in place again.
The Vampire, with one foot already in the air and in a running posture, his pupils flickering wildly, realizing that only his body was frozen but his speech was unaffected, immediately yelled without further thought.
"Enemy attack! Help!"
"You should be shouting, 'Help, ghosts!'"
Hawk glanced at the Vampire trying to call for help and said with a bright smile: "Shout, I'll let you shout, but even if you scream your throat raw, they won't come to save you."
Actually, Hawk didn't need to remind him.
Because this Vampire had already seen through the private room's glass, outside, the swarming Vampires gathered on the dance floor, in various postures, but all eerily frozen.
"Gulp!"
The Vampire subconsciously swallowed, then looked at Hawk, who stood before him with his hands in his pockets, a half-smile on his face.
"I was wrong."
"You don't know you were wrong; you just know you're going to die."
Hawk's smile remained unchanged, his tone devoid of any anger, instead very calm, as if stating something self-evident.
He truly felt no anger.
After all... this time, he was just a mercenary; his fiancée paid him with 『two months of active uniform seduction』 to be her enforcer.
So, Hawk had no emotions now, only a longing for uniforms.
Gwen listened to the conversation between this Vampire and her fiancé, then looked at George, whose expression was still in shock.
"Dad, is this the person?"
"..."
George looked at his 'good girl' from memory with a complicated expression. Hearing Gwen's words, he came back to his senses and subconsciously nodded.
"Yes."
"I don't want to see him anymore."
"What..."
"No problem."
Hawk smiled slightly. Before George could react, his eyes flashed crimson again. The moment the Phoenix Ray landed on the Vampire in front of him, it instantly vaporized him on the spot, leaving not even a speck of ash.
Whose money you take, whose work you do.
This was the simplest principle.
Gwen gave him two months of uniform seduction to get him to act; George didn't pay him, and besides, even if George dared to pay, he wouldn't dare to accept it.
Hawk looked at George again, grinning.
"Sorry, I listen to Gwen."
"..."
George took a deep breath and looked at Gwen again.
He felt as if this was a dream.
After all, in his memory, his daughter Gwen had been a good girl since childhood: gentle, kind, beautiful, and generous—she was his pride.
And there's Hawk.
Although he didn't have a good impression of Hawk at first, he couldn't be blamed for it; Hawk was an orphan after all.
While that might sound unpleasant, it was the truth.
Let's put it this way.
Not to mention other places, just in New York City, most boys who came out of the foster care system ended up either in prison or dying in some unnoticed corner.
Those who managed to survive the foster care system, it's not that there were none, but rather that they were a miracle.
As the Director of the precinct, George knew this all too well.
But later, George's opinion of Hawk improved; while it wasn't to the point of truly treating Hawk as his own son, he at least grudgingly accepted that Hawk would become his son-in-law.
But what about now?
His obedient daughter, as he remembered her, was even more decisive than he was.
And Hawk.
What was the deal with these Cyclops eyes?
A mutation?
George's thoughts raced, then he saw his obedient daughter once again fixated on the bearded Black man, who was frozen in place with a swollen face.
Hawk's gaze followed closely.
George reacted, taking a deep breath, and quickly spoke up.
"Wait, if you kill this one, the mastermind will be untraceable."
"No need, Dad."
"What?"
George's expression froze again.
Gwen turned and smiled slightly at her Dad: "Hawk is right, hiding things is pointless and easily backfires."
It almost backfired just now.
Gwen found it hard to imagine what her Mom Helen's reaction would be if she and Hawk hadn't come here, and her Dad had made a sacrifice to save his teammates.
Although she could understand her Dad.
Mom Helen could also understand, but understanding is one thing, acceptance is another.
Goodness.
They almost planted a bomb in their perfect family.
Gwen felt lingering fear.
So… she wasn't playing anymore either.
If Hawk hadn't been exposed, playing detective games would have been fine.
Now that Hawk was exposed, if they still played detective games, then Hawk would have been exposed for nothing.
The most important point.
Gwen looked at Hawk with a smile: "You must have known the mastermind for a long time, right?"
Hearing this, George also subconsciously looked at Hawk.
Hawk ignored George's gaze, looked at his patron Gwen with professional ethics, and nodded with a smile.
"I know."
"Who is it?"
George quickly spoke up.
Hawk glanced at George, didn't speak, and continued to look at his patron.
In a word.
Gwen paid, so he had to provide emotional value to his patron, just like Gwen had done before, pretending not to know to provide him with emotional value.
Feeling the emotional value, Gwen pursed her lips, trying her best not to laugh out loud.
"Who?"
"Deacon Frost."
Hawk shrugged: "He's the leader of the Vampire Elder Council in New York City; he's the real boss behind the Blood Apocalypse."
Gwen frowned.
"Leader, then what about the original Vampire…"
"The same."
Hawk knew what Gwen wanted to say, interrupted directly, and said with a bright smile: "You tell me when you want him to die, and I'll make him die then. You pay, I do the work, I listen to you."
George on the side was stunned again.
"Pay, pay what?"
"It's nothing."
Gwen shook her head, looked at George, and changed the subject: "Dad, aren't you going to check on Uncle Ben? He's still hanging up there."
"Shit!"
"Ben."
George reacted, turned, and ran out of the private room.
Hawk glanced at the bearded Black man frozen in place.
"What about this one, kill him?"
"No."
After George left, Gwen turned, her expressive eyes seemingly covered in a layer of frost, looking at the bearded Black man whose eyes were filled with fear from witnessing two Vampires instantly vaporized.
The bearded Black man's terrified eyes revealed endless pleading.
Hawk watched with a half-smile, not giving the bearded Black man a chance to speak, but continued to look at Gwen, providing emotional value to his uniform-clad patron: "So, how do you want to play?"
Gwen looked at the bearded Black man with a frosty expression.
"The old, ugly woman you just spoke of is my Mom!"
"Her name is Helen."
"Helen Stacy."
"…"
Hearing Gwen's words, the bearded Black man's hanging heart finally died completely.
Even his eyes became completely dull.
But… the bearded Black man wanted to try, and the most intense desire to survive erupted in his eyes again.
He tried to open his mouth to tell Gwen.
This wasn't his intention; he was just following orders.
Unfortunately, Gwen didn't give him the chance to speak either.
"Can you hang him in the air, but where others can't see him? Let him get some Sun, replenish his calcium."
"Yes."
Hawk nodded with a smile: "You speak, I act."
With that.
Hawk's thought moved, and the frozen bearded Black man instantly vanished from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already in the sky outside the building.
The bearded Black man now saw two Vampires smoking below on the ground.
They were not frozen.
The bearded Black man found that he seemed able to speak, apart from being unable to move.
So he quickly shouted.
The result… he felt his throat was about to burst from yelling, but the two Vampires clearly smoking below acted as if they hadn't heard anything.
He was clearly above them, but they seemed unable to see him.
The bearded Black man struggled to scream, tears almost welling up at the thought of the fate he was about to face.
Hawk had already walked out of the private room with Gwen.
George had also arrived in the center of the dance floor, looking at the dense crowd of Vampires frozen in place but with their eyes darting around rapidly. He hesitated for a second, then with a quick stride, he leaped up and rescued his old partner Ben Urich.
Whoosh!
George landed, not daring to linger, and moved like a ghost, carrying Ben Urich quickly across the dance floor to the side, then swiftly removed Ben Urich's restraints and the tape sealing his mouth.
Ben Urich looked at George blankly, recalling George's big leap and ghost-like speed.
"George, you…"
"Are you alright?"
George didn't want to discuss that topic with his old friend, looking at Ben Urich with concern and nervousness.
Ben Urich shook his head, then sighed.
"I should have told you the truth sooner."
"It's the same now."
After these past few days, George had come to terms with it; since God hadn't let him die, it meant it wasn't his time yet.
Since he was still alive, he would continue to fulfill his duties.
As for what the bearded Black man said, that he could only watch Helen grow old day by day?
So what?
At most, when Helen truly passed away, he would follow her. The worst that could happen was that suicide would prevent him from going to Heaven to reunite with Helen.
As George thought, he helped his old partner Ben Urich up from the ground: "Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Ben Urich, supported by George, looked at the Vampires frozen on the scene.
"They are…"
"Whoosh!"
Just as Ben Urich was about to ask, a sharp Phoenix cry suddenly sounded, followed by two scorching Phoenix Rays that instantly blasted out, starting from above their heads and sweeping across the dance floor.
Wherever the Phoenix Ray passed, every single Vampire was instantly vaporized. In just a blink of an eye, the dance floor, once teeming with Vampires, had become completely empty.
Even the two Vampires outside the building, who were keeping watch and smoking, were vaporized on the spot without even reacting.
In three breaths.
The entire building and its surroundings.
Vampires… were utterly gone!
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