It sounded a bit like a large group of creatures running, and I could faintly hear some strange roars.
There seemed to be quite a few of them!
Dahlia didn't have such good hearing, so she hadn't heard anything and was a little confused by the sudden change in Roy's expression.
"What's wrong, Mr. Black?"
"Ms. O'Connor, we're in trouble, let's go!"
Grabbing Dahlia's hand, Roy kicked open the train car door and jumped out.
In the distance, the sound of the creatures was getting closer and closer, and now even Dahlia could faintly hear it.
"W-what are those things?"
"They're definitely not anything good!"
As he spoke, Roy picked up Dahlia and put her on his back, which startled her.
"Ms. O'Connor, don't make a sound. I can run faster with you on my back!"
Dahlia had already realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly covered her mouth. Then, she felt Roy's strong build.
As an otherworld counterpart of Jennifer Connelly, Dahlia was about the same height as Heather, both around 1.75 meters tall. They were also both the voluptuous type of beauty, weighing over 100 jin (approximately 110 pounds).
But Dahlia found that even with her on his back, Roy was still running like the wind, as fast as a 100-meter sprinter.
However, being carried by someone running at high speed wasn't comfortable. Dahlia quickly felt some discomfort in her stomach, and to distract herself, she could only look in other directions.
Just then, Dahlia used the subway light to clearly see what was chasing them.
It was some kind of distorted combination of hyena and human, with severely disproportionate limbs and unnaturally bent joints. Their running and climbing speed was terrifying, even seemingly faster than Roy, who was currently carrying someone.
Their heads had a canine outline, with mouths that stretched back to their ears, filled with serrated fangs. As they ran at high speed, disgusting mucus kept flying out of their mouths.
Dahlia had never seen such terrifying creatures before. At that moment, she felt like her heart was stopping.
"M-Mr. Black, b-behind us..."
"I've already seen them!"
Roy began to adjust his breathing rhythm. With the intense exercise, the alcohol in his body was rapidly breaking down and being expelled through sweat.
(To put it simply, he was sobering up quickly.)
This allowed Roy's balance and reaction speed to begin to recover.
"Ms. O'Connor, brace yourself, I'm going to speed up!"
Hearing this, Dahlia was incredibly shocked.
"What? You can still speed up?"
Roy immediately began to accelerate. His speed now exceeded the world record for the 100-meter sprint, and the monsters chasing behind were instantly left far behind.
Caught off guard, Dahlia almost threw out her back. She finally understood just how powerful this young man, Roy, was.
After running at this speed for ten minutes, Roy finally shook off the monsters. It was possible that Roy had run out of their territory.
"Mr. Black, are you very tired? Should you put me down for a bit?"
Looking at Roy, who was panting heavily, Dahlia felt a little embarrassed.
"Hah, not at all! How could I be tired carrying such a beautiful woman as Ms. O'Connor?"
Having run at full speed for ten minutes, Roy was indeed a bit tired, but as long as he didn't continue running, his stamina would quickly recover.
Yeah, that's what a physique of 46 allows you to do.
Actually, Roy had just made a preliminary assessment of the monsters' strength and felt that if he transformed into his Son of the Devil form and used the chainsaw sword, he should be able to take them down.
However, because Dahlia was present, Roy didn't want to scare her, so he chose to run first.
Not all girls are as love-struck as Penny, falling head over heels for Roy after just meeting him.
Being praised for her beauty by Roy, Dahlia felt a little sweet inside.
Having been saved by Roy for the second time, coupled with the physical prowess he had just displayed, Dahlia's feelings of goodwill towards him were rapidly increasing.
"You're kidding me, Mr. Black!"
"Call me Roy. I mean everything I said."
Now, Dahlia couldn't hide the smile on her face anymore, but because Roy was carrying her, he couldn't see her bright smile.
"Then you can call me Dahlia too."
There are emergency exits at intervals in the subway tunnels, which are there to facilitate people's escape in case of emergencies.
Roy quickly found a safety exit and returned to the surface.
At this point, Roy finally put Dahlia down.
"Dahlia, I really think you should quit that job. What if you encounter this kind of danger again next time and I'm not around?"
These words made Dahlia fall silent, and she sighed.
"You're right. It's really too dangerous to go so far to work at night. Maybe I should find a job closer to home."
After tonight's events, Dahlia definitely wouldn't dare to take the subway again, and the subway is the most convenient way for poor people to travel. Taxis in America are incredibly expensive, and working-class people definitely can't afford them.
Looking at Dahlia's helpless expression, Roy couldn't help but speak.
"Dahlia, if you trust me, I can introduce you to a job."
Dahlia shook her head slightly. She definitely trusted him, after all, Roy had saved her life.
However, Dahlia still wanted to rely on herself and didn't want to trouble Roy.
"We'll see! Roy, this seems to be quite close to my home. Would you like to come to my place for a bit?"
Seeing the expectant look in Dahlia's eyes, Roy really wanted to agree, but unfortunately, there was another "big sister" waiting for him.
"Sorry, I actually chased the car thief into the subway station when I was out with a friend. You know, the black guy who was shot by the driver. I have to go back and find my friend."
Hearing this, Dahlia was a little disappointed. She had finally mustered the courage to invite a boy younger than her, only to be rejected.
"You're right. Well, I'll go home then."
Dahlia turned to leave, but Roy reached out and took her hand.
"Let me walk you home."
Holding hands has a special meaning in male-female relationships, and Roy's action was clearly a bit abrupt.
But Dahlia didn't pull her hand back. Instead, her face flushed, and she silently accepted Roy's gesture.
After walking for about five minutes, Roy arrived at the apartment where he had driven Dahlia back the other day. Dahlia was right, it was quite close.
"I'm home. Are you sure you don't want to come up for a bit?"
Roy smiled.
"Not today. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future! My only worry is that next time I want to come in, you won't let me."
This sounded a bit ambiguous, and Roy realized he might have said something wrong after he finished speaking. But Dahlia just blushed a little and playfully punched him in the chest.
"What are you talking about!"
After saying that, Dahlia quickly rushed into the apartment and then covered her flushed face at the corner of the stairs.
Dahlia didn't want to see her daughter looking like this, but she couldn't control her racing heartbeat at all.
Roy watched Dahlia enter the stairwell before leaving. At that moment, he noticed a car parked in the distance, and it seemed like someone inside was observing him.
Who are those people?
Roy walked over, wanting to question the car owner, but as soon as they saw him approaching, they immediately drove away.
With no other option, Roy could only go back to find Sultana.
When Roy rushed back outside Sangiovese, Sultana was already asleep in the passenger seat of the Chevrolet Camaro.
"Hmm? Roy, you're finally back?"
Sultana groggily opened her eyes and was relieved to see that it was Roy getting into the car.
"I'm sorry, Sultana. I ran into some trouble, so I got back so late."
Sultana instantly woke up. She knew Roy's strength, and if even Roy said it was trouble, it definitely wasn't something ordinary.
"Another supernatural event?"
"Let's get you home first. Tell me where you're staying now."
The hotel where Sultana was temporarily staying wasn't actually too far from here, and they arrived in a few minutes.
Entering Sultana's room, Roy took off his shirt, revealing his strong physique.
The light in the car had been too dim, and it was only now that Sultana noticed several tears in his clothes and some bloodstains on his chest.
"Roy, are you hurt?"
Sultana sobered up instantly and quickly went to find a medical kit. Due to the nature of her profession, she always carried medical supplies in her luggage.
However, just as Sultana came to Roy's side with the medical kit, Roy had already used his fingers to dig out the bullet himself.
"It's just a minor flesh wound, nothing to worry about."
When Roy took out the bullet, Sultana glanced at it and still disinfected the wound with alcohol and put on a bandage.
Roy was a bit speechless. This kind of superficial wound would probably heal completely in an hour, but this was Sultana's kindness, and Roy couldn't refuse.
"Tell me, what exactly happened?"
Sultana was one of his own people and also knew about Roy's special abilities, so Roy had nothing to hide. He explained in detail what had happened in the subway, but he left out the part about Dahlia.
Yeah, anyway, Dahlia's presence didn't really affect the events, so it's better not to tell this tsundere big sister.
After listening to Roy's description, Sultana immediately thought of something and quickly went to the table to look for something.
After a while, Sultana walked over to Roy with a stack of newspapers, all local Los Angeles papers.
"Roy, look. These are the newspapers I've been reading these past few days. Almost every day, people have gone missing, and the disappearances are happening right in the subway stations!"
Roy flipped through a few newspapers and, sure enough, there were disappearances every day, with an average of four or five people missing each time.
That's thousands of people over the course of a year!
Although people go missing every day in America, disappearing from the same location, and continuously, is quite outrageous.
Hasn't the Los Angeles Police Department done anything about it?
However, while looking through the newspapers, Roy noticed a familiar name: Keller Evans, a special correspondent for the Los Angeles Times.
Several reports about the subway disappearances were written by Keller. Is that female reporter writing articles again?
Then, Roy remembered something else.
"Sultana, Keller Evans is your friend, right?"
Sultana looked at Roy in surprise.
"How do you know? Did she go looking for you?"
Roy shrugged.
"Yes, Keller once came to find me because of her cousin!"
"That idiot! I warned her not to investigate any further, but I didn't expect her to find her way to you anyway!"
"Hmm—Keller is indeed a bit stubborn in some ways. I wonder how she's doing now?"
Roy remembered that he had made a promise to Keller that when he came to Los Angeles, he would definitely let her treat him properly, but he had forgotten about it after actually arriving.
The main reason was that Roy only considered Keller to be a decent partner and didn't intend to pursue a romantic relationship with her, so he wasn't particularly concerned.
Since he had just remembered, Roy planned to visit her after it got light.
"Keller, Keller, are you perhaps very close to her?"
The "big sister" was slightly jealous, but this also showed that she really cared about Roy.
"Not really. Our worldviews are incompatible. She's just too righteous, an idealist, while I'm a realist. We don't get along."
They might not get along in terms of personality, but physically it's a different story. No one can say what might happen in the future.
Sultana's expression softened slightly, and then her thoughts returned to the disappearance case.
"This case is a bit complicated. If what you said is true, then there must be a mole within the LAPD working for those people! And their rank must not be low, otherwise they wouldn't be able to suppress the case for so long."
Roy had also guessed this, but he didn't want to think about this problem right now.
"Sultana, on such a beautiful night, do we really have to talk about this?"
Sultana looked at Roy, whose eyes were full of suggestive hints, and a smile crept onto her lips.
"If we don't talk about this topic, what else is there to talk about?"
Is she going to play hard to get with me?
Roy smirked and then used a Ghost Step to rush towards Sultana.
Sultana instinctively tried to dodge, but her reaction speed was no match for Roy's.
The poor little rabbit was devoured by the hungry tiger.
"Ah!"
Older women are much softer than young girls. They tend to be more concerned about their partner's feelings and not just their own enjoyment.
However, even though this "big sister" had received professional training and her physical fitness was much stronger than that of an average person, she was still no match for Roy.
"Oh, Roy, I can't take it anymore! Let me go!"
"Hehe, Sultana, do you know you were wrong now? Will you still be jealous in the future?"
"I know I was wrong! I won't be jealous anymore in the future! I'll even help you take care of Keller! Then the three of us can deal with you together!"
"Hiss! Is she starting to talk nonsense?"
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