Chapter 472: If you break a plane, the windows wo n’t open.

Russell didn't move, and Amelia didn't speak, so she looked at it so quietly. The alliance should have an attitude of alliance, without showing her face, how to make her trust Russell.
In the end, Russell took off his hood as a sign of sincerity, revealing a handsome and confident face.
At first, it was not to show people the true face, in order to prevent the human forces on the vampire side from staring at him, and to avoid unnecessary trouble. Now they have cooperated with the vampire boss, and there is no need to continue to hide their identity.
Amelia glanced at Russell, frowning and lowering her head, as if tangling something, and said a moment later: "I will return to Europe in three days, leave an address, and I will send someone to pick you up."
Russell thought about it and left an address near the church. Amelia got the message, and the decisive flasher disappeared into the night.
After the two separated, Russell left and left the playground alone, pondering this trip to Europe, how to layout to complete the task easily.
Who can win and who has value!
After a short while, Russell was in place, and at first thanked Amelia for her ability to control herself. She didn't insist on deepening the alliance and avoided the embarrassing situation of his refusal.
(One`′one)
"No, no, no. I think so much. The vampire is not an elf. She must have no confidence in herself before she dare to speak to me!"
On the other side, Amelia returns to the vampire's old nest in Los Angeles, counts the troops on hand, and refines her layout thinking strategy.
Now that you have decided to take action on the other two elders, you must be fully prepared. After all, although London is the base of the vampire, it is not her sphere of influence, and every move must be treated with caution.
At the same time, she painted Russell's features and retrieved archives and biographical information.
In terms of information, Russell is a very ordinary priest. He has no outstanding talents, but he has not made any serious mistakes. He can be said to be mediocre.
More than just church data, Amelia also brought up Russell's birth certificate, student status, medical insurance, and even a supermarket consumption list, as well as traffic violation records.
A very detailed document, from beginning to end, shows that Russell is an ordinary person. Ordinary birth, ordinary life, ordinary death will occur without accident.
There are as many such people as there are on earth!
Amelia turned it around for a while, and threw the information to the side. Don't read it. This is a fake material. The church forged it to conceal Russell's true identity.
The two had fought, and in her opinion, if Russell was really an ordinary person, the earth would be too dangerous, and the vampires and werewolves would tremble with a shudder.
...
Three days passed, Russell ate in Los Angeles two days ago, swiped a $ 1 million credit card, and returned to the church headquarters on the last day, waiting for Amelia to pick him up.
At the door of the church, Russell went out to walk the dog and walked towards the agreed place, although there were no dogs.
Sister Medellin was still cleaning the leaves at the door, as if the leaves could never be swept away. When Russell appeared, she put the broom aside, handed a cigarette, and the two began to swallow the clouds and mist.
Russell did not refuse, and the last Marlboro on his way was farewell to Mother Medellin.
"Child, are you leaving?"
At halfway, Sister Medellin spoke suddenly, and Russell was taken a few moments before he eased over: "What are you talking about, who's leaving, is it Bishop Ian?"
Sister Medellin smiled and threw half of the cigarette on the ground. Russell subconsciously lifted his foot to stamp it out. When he turned around, he had a cross necklace in front of him.
The necklace seems to be very old-fashioned, and the corners are brightly polished. Although it is a small jewelry, it is also lifelike. On the cross was the crucifixion Jesus, wearing a circle of thorns, and the features were clearly visible.
Russell froze. Unknown, so he looked at Sister Medellin, who smiled kindly: "Give it to the traveler far away, the Lord will bring you good luck."
Russell smiled awkwardly and not politely: "Did you misunderstand something, I didn't plan to ..."
Sister Medellin said nothing, put on the cross necklace for Russell, and untied the original one, and took up the broom and turned away.
Russell looked at the back of the old nun in horror, until he disappeared into the church. He pinched the new necklace and left the church in fog.
In the church, Mother Medellin knelt before the cross and prayed, and then opened her hands a moment later. The cross necklace held in the palm of her hand, the one she took from Russell, turned white at this moment.
Sister Medellin opened her eyes, her golden eyes dimmed, and her majestic moments degenerate to ordinary: "Our Father in heaven, may all honor your name ..."
...
For long-lived species, especially those with infectious abilities, collecting money is not difficult, so vampires are generally rich.
The long life span allows vampires to be knowledgeable, knowledge + contacts. They have resources unimaginable to ordinary people on hand and can come back if they fail, so the outcome is destined to succeed.
Even a lazy vampire can use his racial talents to make his family rich, learn to use doctrine, pick a billionaire to become a descendant, and then lie down and enjoy the service of the lower ranks.
As one of the three elders, Amelia is probably the richest woman in the world. Besides, Russell's private jet alone made him speechless.
The modern aircraft cabin is decorated with classical European aristocratic styles. Whether it is furniture or carpets, all are handmade by hand. The most valuable thing is a few oil paintings that Russell did not understand.
I said I did n’t understand it, but I have n’t even seen it.
In the cabin, Amelia leaned against the sofa, her eyes closed with red wine.
She wore a black evening dress long dress with a low-cut, slim fit. A crystal necklace was hung on the slender neck. The gems dangled in the valley. The delicate clavicle was exposed to the air. Under the support of the evening dress, her skin became whiter.
A coffee table apart, Russell sat opposite her, paralyzed as if there were no bones, and the whole man was trapped in the sofa.
As far as temperament is concerned, the two are not at all connected.
Russell also thinks that the fate between him and Amelia is only supported by his face.
"You are really personal ..."
After a brief calm, Amelia's thin lips lightened, and her eyes stayed on Russell, it was incredible.
"Don't underestimate the talent of humans ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Whether it's a vampire or a werewolf, it's past ..." Russell paused and smiled: "You can see from the decoration of the plane that humans are addicted In steel, and you still live in the Middle Ages. "
Amelia did not retort, putting down the wine glass: "I never underestimated human talent, but I know that one hundred years is not enough for human beings to fully realize their talents."
"That makes sense!"
Amelia swayed, came to Russell and sat down, tempting, "How about, do you want to have eternal life?"
"Think, but definitely not a vampire. There are too many weaknesses."
Russell said, pointing to the blocked wall, saying that it was an airplane without a window, and he wanted to open the window for ventilation!
"For eternal life, you have to pay some price ..."
Talking, Amelia lowered her head, and her red lips leaned slowly.
"A snee ---"
Russell sneezed, scratched his nose, and apologized, "Sorry, I'm allergic to your perfume."
Amelia looked weird, got up and walked away from Russell two steps: "Before you got on the plane ... what did you eat?"
"Oysters!"
Russell showed an endless expression: "Los Angeles is a coastal city. There is a seafood restaurant that can eat oysters. The thing that surprises me most is the garlic sauce of their house. It tastes great and hurts me."
Amelia's face was blue, and she sat back with a cold face, and drank up the red wine.
The artillery delivered to the door could not be scheduled, and Russell was not a pity, especially after knowing that he was in the world of "Night Tale", the vampire beauty was dragged into the black list by him.
If you remember correctly, vampires in this world can get the other party's memory by smoking blood.
Russell's memory was never intended to be shared with anyone, Superwoman is not good, let alone Amelia.