As Yang Bo enjoyed his pleasant conversation with the other man, Bor flapped his wings and flew back.
Jerry stared at the enormous bat behind Yang Bo, a flicker of astonishment in his eyes. It couldn't be helped-a bat over a meter long was an extremely rare sight. Not every bat was a Malayan Flying Fox that could reach two meters...
"A b-bat!"
Yang Bo had already known Bor was coming. Bor was the only green dot nearby.
"Yang, what's the deal with these two? Do you need me to turn them?"
Bor immediately landed beside Yang Bo. As a vampire, he instantly sensed that these two were merely ordinary humans, not vampires.
Half-reclining on the ground, Jerry's pupils abruptly contracted. Something was even more shocking than a giant bat: this bat could actually talk.
Yang Bo pointed at the man still unconscious on the ground and told Bor, "He's a mole HYDRA planted in S.H.I.E.L.D., and he attacked me. Bor, he's yours. Turn him into a vampire. Oh, right! Check whether he has poison or anything like that in his mouth. I don't want him dying that easily!"
Yang Bo had meant those words for Jerry's ears as well. From their earlier conversation, he had realized that Jerry wasn't much of a fanatic.
If Jerry really were a Hydra agent, he should have shouted "Hail Hydra" by now and then died in front of him.
"Hail Hydra!"
The agent lying on the ground opened his eyes and shouted as soon as he heard Yang Bo's words. Who knew when he had woken up?
His pale face rapidly began turning blue, an obvious sign of poisoning. Yang Bo hurriedly took out some milk and, looking tense, selected the option to use it on him.
"You want to fucking die? Did