"This..." Beth hesitated a little. The other person had just helped her, and refusing... would be too much.
Cao Gui's face remained calm. He wanted to see what this woman could do.
Aksela's eyes flashed with joy, and if he didn't reject it directly, it meant there was still a chance.
"Please, Beth..." Axela begged pitifully.
"Okay, we happen to have an empty seat, come over."
"Thank you, girl." Axela was overjoyed and gave Beth and Cao Gui cheek gifts. Of course, Whitney also had one, but she rejected it.
At night, bursts of noisy songs, curses, and shouts came from outside the soft sleeper, making Bess Caogui and others upset.
"Damn, Italians... are all like this?" Whitney suppressed her anger, and her originally good mood suddenly turned extremely bad. She wanted to rush out and slap everyone outside.
"That's what happens on trains."
Cao Gui shrugged. It was the same situation in China more than ten years ago. There were many thieves and pickpockets. If you were not careful, your belongings would be gone. Cao Gui even heard that even the professional escort team was defeated.
Of course, it’s not the case anymore. Let alone a soft sleeper, it’s a hard sleeper. Apart from the force majeure of foot odor, there are no other weird problems.
But... isn't this a developed country? How come the quality of the people is not even as good as ours in this developing country?
Beth and Axela shrugged, there's nothing we can do about it, right?
"So, are you going to Prague to watch the football match?" Aksela asked with a smile. She was wearing a suspender silk nightgown, her shoulders and collarbones were slightly exposed, and she was full of charm. Her eyes inadvertently glanced at Cao Gui in a provocative way.
It is clear.
A fragrant scent emanates from her body, which is refreshing.
Cao Gui's eyes were shining, but he looked like he was moved but didn't dare to act.
Of course, this is just an act. Everyone knows that Mr. Cao is not lewd, right?
Aksela smiled slightly and pulled up the quilt to cover it, but it didn't completely cover him, he just hung up Cao Gui.
"I kind of want to go back to Los Angeles now." Whitney rolled her eyes, feeling extremely depressed.
"What about you? Axela, where are you traveling?" Beth asked.
"It's not a trip." Aksela smiled: "It's just a simple hot spring vacation."
"Hot spring vacation?" Whitney suddenly became interested: "Where is it?"
"Slovakia." Axela smiled.
"How are the hot springs there?" Whitney asked.
"That's the best hot spring in the world. I go there twice a year." Aksela said:
“Also, it’s reassuring that there won’t be any of those pesky Italians looking for trouble.”
"Wow, that sounds great," Whitney said.
Cao Gui raised his eyebrows. This woman was interesting, and she tempted them to change direction with just a few words.
"Miss Beth, how about we change direction?" Whitney asked.
Beth took a deep breath, and with the noisy Italian voice still in her ears, she thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "Okay, let's change the destination. I've had enough of this bad weekend."
"Cao, what do you think?"
"No objection." Cao Gui shrugged, taking the opportunity to harvest a wave of heads and make up for his merit points.
A smile appeared on Aksela's face: "This matter is very simple. Just go to Prague and then take a bus to get there."
"Okay, let's do this, go to Slovakia." Beth decided.
…
Dilapidated factory in Bratislava, Slovakia.
This is the stronghold of the Lilith Club and the clue they found in Al's laboratory last week.
If the information from Ayer Laboratory is correct, this is the research site for the "Super Soldier Project".
Sitwell and Rumlow avoided all monitors and cautiously moved toward the core of Lilith Club. When they couldn't avoid it, they turned on the jammer to cover their actions.
Thanks to the arrogance of vampires and their disdain for human technology, the security facilities here are extremely backward. Not to mention compared to SHIELD, even compared to ordinary military bases, they are extremely backward.
Sitwell and the two quickly arrived at the office of the club leader without any effort.
The two looked at each other and began to look for information quietly. Soon, they found a document in the safe that read:
"Reaper Planner: Markinos Baia"
Sitwell's face darkened and he made several gestures to Rumlow.
Langmulo understood, nodded slightly, took out an assault rifle and started to be on guard.
Sitwell immediately opened it and looked at it. The outline of the plan stated that the vampire elder wanted to create a "new vampire" who was not afraid of sunlight, garlic, silver weapons, and had no vampire shortcomings.
But at the same time, this plan also requires that the "new vampire" should retain its own advantages while removing the weaknesses of the vampire itself.
For example, the terrifying first love ability, super physical fitness, fighting power, and the ability to feed on human blood.
Sitwell's expression 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 then quickly returned to their original positions.
However, at this moment, the lights suddenly dimmed, and Sitwell's face turned pale with shock. The next moment, the lights came on again, but at this time, there were ten more people in the room.
"Damn..."
Sitwell's face turned pale, he was going to be reimbursed this time!
There were five men and five women, headed by a middle-aged woman carrying a huge death scythe. The others were fully armed, with their guns locked on Sitwell and Rumlow.
"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 he finished speaking, the two people beside him took out stun guns and fired, instantly knocking Sitwell and Rumlow out. In fact, even without stun guns, Sitwell and Rumlow were no match for the vampires.
When Sitwell woke up again, he found that his waist and arms were fixed in an ice block. The strong cold continued to shock his body. If he continued like this, he would die of hyperthermia in an hour or two.
Low.
Not only that, a rope was put around Sitwell's neck to hang himself up so that he would not suffocate, but his neck muscles were tense, like an animal waiting to be slaughtered.
"How are you, are you okay?" Rumlow's voice sounded, and Sitwell reluctantly turned his head, only to find that Rumlow's condition was the same as his own.
Not far in front of them, a middle-aged woman held a glass of human blood, took an elegant sip, and said slowly: "Tell me the information about SHIELD, and I may be able to show mercy and grant you your first hug."
Rumlow and Sitwell were both silent. In Hydra's dictionary, there is no word surrender. They will either die in battle or be executed by the organization!
Seeing the expressions of the two people, the middle-aged woman's interest was greatly reduced, she waved her hand and said:
"Pull it down and use it directly for experiments..."
Two strong men walked out, dragged Sitwell and Rumlow down, and took them into the basement.
At this time, a waiter ran over and whispered: "Sir, the people below have sent news that a virgin has been captured. Can you start enjoying it tonight?"
The middle-aged woman nodded: "Okay, go down and make arrangements."
