The Vampires who had attacked earlier bit people on the neck and fired their guns wildly. Few people were still standing in the street. Those who could move had fled, while those left behind were casualties who had fallen and could not run.
Thus, Henry and Betty Ross—the odd-looking man and the beauty—stood out as conspicuous targets in the middle of the street.
The police car approaching from afar stopped beside Henry at once. The officers who quickly got out seemed ready to raise their guns in warning. However, Henry's appearance had reached the point where he could get by on face recognition alone. The officers recognized him after getting out and immediately relaxed somewhat. Their hands merely rested on their holsters rather than drawing their weapons. "Are you Mr. Henry Brown?"
Henry raised both hands, showing that he held nothing but a bottle of water. Only then did he reply, "That's me. You finally made it. Spider-Man and his new companion have already dealt with quite a few of the attackers. At least my area is safe."
A higher-ranking patrol officer immediately called over the officers who had arrived later and sent them to inspect the surrounding areas. He stayed behind to gather more information from the witnesses at the scene.
"Mr. Brown, you mentioned that an attack just occurred. Could you tell us about it in detail?"
Just as Henry was about to cooperate, several black SUVs pulled up and stopped sharply nearby.
Everyone who got out wore FBI jackets, but Henry recognized at a glance that they were fake. Phil Coulson, with his worrying hairline, was among them. "FBI. Officer, leave this gentleman's case to us. We have many questions that need clarification."
The officer who had remained behind did not leave immediately. Instead, he frowned at