American Drama World Exorcism

"Vampires. Vampires. Vampires are all vampires, as if you have guessed that they exist. Are so many movies and novels fabricated out of thin air? A bunch of idiots."

Benny murmured dissatisfiedly, and changed the TV. All the channels were talking about vampires, which made him feel very boring. Although the previous TV shows were very boring, at least they will not broadcast one content as they are now.

Since the news of vampires was officially broadcast on TV that day, these guys who can only walk in the dark, as if they could be bathed in the sun overnight, burst out of an unknown corner. Your night-shift neighbor may be a vampire, the shift truck driver may be a vampire, the robbery in a dark alley may be a vampire, the priest in the church may be a vampire, I don’t know when and where, there will be a vampire around you. Only vampires come.

And Benny is almost certain that this is definitely a conspiracy planned long ago.

The blonde beauty named Nan Flangen was sitting in front of the camera talking about peace between humans and vampires the first day. One month later, it was announced that artificial blood could be put into mass production. Then within half a month, the whole world There are artificial blood.

What is it that such a fast speed hasn't been planned for a long time?

In the end, he didn't find a show that had nothing to do with vampires, so Benny curled his lips and turned off the TV altogether.

"May I come in?"

Just as he was about to get himself a bottle of beer, an inquiry came from the door.

"Of course, of course. It's not closing time yet. Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and a pale man walked in in a decent black suit.

The man looked around as he walked, and then chose a seat to sit down.

Benny took the menu and came to the table.

"What do you want to eat?"

The man flipped through the menu and looked up and smiled at Benny.

"Chinese food? I like it. I've been there. It's a beautiful place."

Benny nodded and asked again, "What to eat?"

The man didn't care, and returned the menu to Benny.

"Give me a bottle of type B real blood. It's heated. Thank you."

Benny knocked on his forehead and put away the menu.

"this……"

"Bill." The man raised his head and said, "My name is Bill Compton. I used to be a resident of Hawkins."

"Mr. Bill, if you are a vampire, I suggest you go to the bar next door, because you should not be able to eat my food here. Go there to get what you want directly and save you and me from wasting time. "

"I don't know your name yet." Bill did not get up, but asked with a smile.

"Benny, Benny Hammond."

"Mr. Benny, all I have left is time."

This sentence Benny agrees very much. If there is no accident, as long as there is blood supply, the vampire can live until the sun explodes and the universe is destroyed. So he nodded in agreement.

"So, can you give me a bottle of type B real blood?"

Bill always maintained a decent smile, just like a medieval nobleman.

Just as Benny was about to speak, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the blond Su Qi slapped her chest in with horror and disgust.

"Ben, sorry, I think I need to stay here for a while, it's too noisy over there."

Su Qi walked in as she spoke, untied her apron and placed it on the dining table.

"Please forgive what I said to you before."

Benny shrugged and motioned for her to be casual.

"It seems that bad business has the advantages of bad business, doesn't it?"

Su Qi nodded in agreement.

"Well, Miss Stackhouse, you rest here for a while. I'm going to get two bottles of Type B real blood. The first vampire customer has arrived in my shop."

"Oh, by the way, I hope Mr. Compton can be like the description of Ms. Flangen."

When he reached the door, Benny turned his head back and said.

Bill did not speak to excuse, but smiled at Benny and made a gesture of inviting convenience.

Benny nodded and asked for two bottles of real blood at Marott's Bar, and walked away in the eyes of everyone's surprise.

When he came back, he was surprised to find that Su Qi was not only not afraid, but only spent less than five minutes chatting with Bill, and depending on the situation, it seemed that the conversation was good.

"Children, go upstairs and play. This is the place to work."

Benny warned, and slapped them one by one on the five small heads exposed from the stair railing, and drove them back upstairs.

"Ben, it's amazing!"

Seeing Benny's return, Su Qi got up and shouted with joy.

"WHAT?"

"Really, it's amazing! Ben!"

Su Qi didn't care about Benny's awkward expression. After giving Benny a big hug, she turned and left with her menu.

Benny shrugged, heated the real blood in the microwave, brought it to Bill, and sat down.

"Mr. Compton, what is your relationship with the Compton family in town?"

Compton unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip. After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "That is my former residence. A few months ago, the last heir died. I came to town to inherit my inheritance."

The Compton family used to be the owner of Hawkins Town and owns a large area of ​​land. Even now, if you want to find the Compton family, you can still go straight to the most luxurious villa in the town, the three-story building. The villas, including the land one kilometer in front of and behind the house, are still owned by the Compton family. Moreover, the Compton family and the Hawkins' second largest family, the Beeffler family, are still related by in-laws for generations.

For example, Benny met Terry Beverler before, and Andy Beverler now works under Hope.

Benny nodded clearly, and then asked, "Are you planning to settle in Hawkins?"

Bill nodded honestly, "If the residents of Hawkins are welcome."

The two were silent for a moment, and Bill drank a bottle of real blood and suddenly asked, "Mr. Hammond, I would take the liberty to ask you about someone."

Seeing Benny nodding, Bill looked towards the door, where Su Qi's apron dropped.

"What do you call the beautiful lady just now?"

"Suki, Suki Stackhouse, she works next door." Speaking of this, Benny felt something was wrong with him, but he eagerly stepped forward and said, "But the bar owner may like her. So, Mr. Compton, if you want to pursue her, you may suffer a bit. Not to mention..."

Speaking of this, Benny looked Bill up and down, and the implications were self-explanatory.

Bill laughed mockingly, took out the money from his bag and put it on the table, and got up with his jacket.

"thanks for reminding."

Benny received the money and watched Bill leave.

"Book!"

As soon as Bill left, the little guys he had driven upstairs rushed down and surrounded him with excitement.

"Ben, is he a vampire?"

"Is he really a vampire?"

"Will he become a bat?"

"Can he really live forever?"

"he…………"