However, before West came to visit Yi Chen, he slipped back to his lair early, sent a large number of vampires and even dark wizards from it, collecting information about Jester all over the world, and also tried his best to inquire about Yi Chen's news. Jester's affairs were very simple, they ran from Germany and then ran to the UK, but Yi Chen took a big advantage and took it back like a death-saving dog.

Yi Chen's background is too troublesome. Those vampires, black wizards, etc. are not geniuses to inquire about intelligence. Once their information is summarized, it sounds like Yi Chen is already a gang leader when he appears in London, and then the Jazz who is doing well all the way, etc. Yi Chen can't find out anything about the past. Occasionally, a black wizard has a relatively flexible head. He ran to Scotland Yard in the middle of the night and flipped their top secret information into a mess, and then found Yi Chen's file that was as innocent as a virgin.

West was a little nervous. Jester was a completely anti-God character. There is no doubt about it. However, Yi Chen's identity was too mysterious. He actually sent so many people to find out what kind of person he was more than five years ago. Although he knew that Yi Chen was a Chinese, the Dark Controversy Group did not have much power in China, and he could not find out Yi Chen's background.

After thinking for a long time, West decided to report this matter. In short, if this matter is done well, it might be a great achievement, which is very beneficial to his status and must not be spared.

West sent someone to investigate the details of Yi Chen and others, and then considered for several more days to consider whether it was wise to repeatedly disturb the Supreme Council. But thinking about it, he still had to report it once, and maybe it would be beneficial.

It was also the advantage of West. He placed the work at hand a little, allowing his subordinates to monitor the movements of the Holy See and the British Church safely, and turned into a bat, flying quickly towards the castle where the Supreme Council was located.

It was still the wilderness, with the wind and sand sweeping by, and West turned into a human form in a thick smoke. He looked around and muttered a few words in his mouth. Before his spell was finished, the castle had already appeared, and then balls of black smoke rushed out from it. West was shocked, and quickly crawled on the ground, flattering loudly in his mouth.

Three members of the Supreme Council rushed out of the castle with more than a dozen vampire nobles. Seeing West kneeling on the ground, one of the members stopped and laughed strangely and said, "Ha, we have something urgent to go out. West, don't need too much courtesy, haha, you have performed very well recently, very well... hahahahahaha..." The member quickly transformed into thick smoke and caught up with the companions in front of him.

West rolled his eyes and saw that there was no trace of people around him. Then he slowly got up and muttered in his heart: "Don't be too polite? Well, I took office because I saw a member of the parliament and was sent to the ghost place in Norway. I don't want to guard the frontier... Humph." When he knelt down, he pressed a blood-red scorpion with one knee. At this moment, the poor scorpion was hanging pitifully on his pants and struggling.

West popped up with a finger, shattering the scorpion, and then rushed in before the castle had disappeared. If you want to summon the castle to appear with a spell, you have to waste your magic power. West is not a fool.

At the entrance of the castle, the tall black armored puppets, their eyes flashed with red light, looked up and down at West, and then slowly moved away from a road with a giant sword weighing hundreds of kilograms. West looked around and walked forward quickly along the tall, dark and deep passage.

At the entrance of the Hall of Deliberation, four wizards wearing black robes and dim green light with their eyes blocked the way. One of them giggled in a hoarse voice: "Mr. West, are you back? Oh... Foreign affairs personnel are not allowed to return here frequently. Don't you know? If you are followed by people from the Holy See, we will be in trouble. This headquarters has been used for more than 500 years. If something goes wrong, no one can stand it."

West bent down quickly and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, but I do have important things to report to the Speaker... Please inform me." West had a deep sense of fear for these dark wizards who could no longer belong to humans. In order to pursue the supreme power of black magic, these guys gave up their identity as humans hundreds of years ago and used taboo spells to transform themselves into aliens. Their power was absolutely irresistible to West...

Even among the lower-level figures of the Dark Controversy Group, there is a rumor circulating: "Even the Speaker is not a match for these people... However, the Speaker can communicate directly with Master Satan, so he has the power."

The four black wizards looked at each other, nodded and said, "Okay, there is no one behind you anyway."

One of them suddenly grabbed West with his cold paws and leaned close to his ear and said, "Ahh, next time you come, you will bring me ten virgins. I will use their blood to re-cultivate my cute little baby. You killed one just now, didn't you?"

West walked into the hall with a numb body. Damn, the power mastered by these dark wizards is so terrible. How did they know that they killed a poisonous scorpion? Even though they were vampire nobles who had experienced bloody battles between the Holy See and the Dark Controversy Group in the Middle Ages, West was still frightened by the power shown by these humans.

It was still the vast and terrifyingly wide hall. The Speaker stood on the platform with a wooden stick, surrounded by the members of the parliamentary who could not see clearly and other senior members of the Dark Controversy Group. West bowed deeply and then knelt down.

The Speaker asked in a hoarse voice: "Oh, West, how is the matter going? What's going on now, Mr. Our cute big dog?"

West quickly replied: "Ah, sir, Mr. Off is doing well now, really well. He is smooth sailing under the command of the Razer Councilor, and there is nothing to worry about. The Chinese found him a good boss, sir... That Razer has great power in the parliament, and his boss seems to be a bigger person."

The Speaker smiled with satisfaction: "Your grades are good, West, so why are you back in such a hurry? Well, I remember that it is a senior foreign affairs staff, and you can only come back once every three months, right? If there is any information, can't you tell us through other communication channels?"

West explained: "Ah, sir, listen to me, I found an information that might be very good for us, about the Chinese."

The Speaker was not interested and shook his head and said, "No, West, unless that Chinese man is a very powerful person, we are not interested in ordinary people. Even though his senior executives in the UK have a good idea, we only need to use him and do not pay too much attention to him."

West nodded repeatedly: "Your words are absolutely correct, sir, but there is a person under the Chinese, Jester, who defected from the German church, Jester who rebeled from the church because of the young daughter of the Shaker family, Jester, who once was a chapel-level deacon."

The Speaker's figure blurred for a moment. When it was clear again, he had already appeared in front of West and said in a somewhat excited tone: "Ah, Satan, my master, West, are you talking about it true? That Jester? That Jester, who we thought had died under the pursuit of the Holy See? That Jester, who caused the ancient and powerful Shackle family to be destroyed?"

West smiled flatteringly: "Sir, you are right, it's him."

The Speaker tapped West's shoulder heavily with his hands: "God, West, you have made great contributions... Really, I want to say this, your achievements are simply amazing... Well, very good. To recruit that Jester, you must let him join our dark controversy group, God, we have never understood the strength of the Inquisition, we have never figured out what their holy power is. Now, we all have the answer. As long as we can make Jester surrender to the seat of the great god Satan, we may completely overwhelm the power of the Holy See."

The members of the surrounding MPs were talking, yes, any kind of power is flawed, but it depends on whether you can discover this flaw. As long as you can grasp the enemy's weaknesses, you can kill the enemy. The enemy of the Dark Confident Group is the Holy See, but the power of the Holy See firmly suppresses the dark power of the Dark Confident Group. If you can get something from Jester, then the day when the Dark Confident Group stands out will come.

So, with the trust of the Speaker and the members of the Representatives, and with the joy of being promoted to another level, West rushed out of the castle, flew towards Manchester, and then took the train to London from there. The people in the Dark Controversy Group were very careful in their actions. They never let others catch the handle. They would always leave traces of any action related to the outside world. If this were not the case, what would happen to a person who was still in Birmingham today, who arrived in Liverpool tomorrow, and who had already arrived in London thirty minutes later? Especially when he did not book a special plane-

West sat in Yi Chen's reception room and thought about it, not knowing what methods to use to make Jester get along with him alone. After all, Yi Chen is the master, and he is here to visit him. If he insists on talking to Jester, it would be too much of a trace. Be careful, this is the decree of the Dark Controversy Group.

Yi Chen walked in slowly, laughed and stretched out his hand to West: "Aha, Mr. West, are you here to visit Mr. Off? Oh, everything is fine recently, everything is fine, don't worry."

West shook his hand with Yi Chen a little unaccustomedly, and a few smiles squeezed out on his cold face: "Ah, there is no way. After all, Aofu is a young man I take care of. How can I not care about him?"

Yi Chen said with a big fuss: "Well, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. He may have something to do recently, but he will definitely be happy to take time to meet you... Oh, by the way, I happened to find Councillor Raze for something to do, I just accompany you to see him."

West thought quickly for a while. Isn't this a chance? He shook his head and said, "Ah, don't bother you anymore. Mr. Yi, you are busy with business and don't need to work hard. Just find someone to accompany me... Ah, I see Mr. Jester and I are very good at talking about it. Why don't you let Mr. Jester accompany me to find Off? Is this okay?"

Yi Chen spread his hands out of nonchalantly, nodded and said, "If you insist... Jester has nothing to do every day. If you can go out and walk around more with you, I think it is a good thing. Mr. Phil, please come over and tell him that if you are stuck at home all day, you will get sick. I found him a good job."

West laughed dryly: "Everything is done."

Yi Chen smiled like a weasel: "It's okay, it's okay. Ah, are you here alone? Oh, then the taxi in London is not something that can make people do. I'll ask Mr. Jester to drive you. It's okay, Mr. Razer knows Jester, yes... Jester, you drive that white Citroen out, okay? Don't touch my new Mercedes-Benz, otherwise, hum..."

Yi Chen can roughly guess what West is here for. Isn’t it just to win over people? Why should I be so cautious? Tell me frankly that I let Jester participate without saying a word, but since you insist on playing these fancy ones, I will let Jester play with you. I hope your old bat has no heart disease, otherwise you will scare you to death.

Jester smiled excitedly: "Ha, boss, no problem...what do you want me to do?"

Yi Chen gave West a tip: "Send Mr. West to Councillor Razer and find Mr. Off, and I said I wanted you to go there. Be careful on the way, do you understand?"

Jester didn't take Yi Chen's words in his heart and said with a smile: "Mr. West, let's go, let's go, we are in a hurry. That guy Laze might have gone wherever we go. We have to find each place at one location."

West took advantage of the situation and stood up: "Mr. Yi, then I'll say goodbye. If I had a good deal, I might have left London again soon. I'm really sorry. If I had the chance, I would definitely come to visit you. You have helped me a lot. Thank you very much." Yi Chen nodded, shook hands with him, and sent him away.

Phil stood behind Yi Chen in a depressed state, looked over Yi Chen's shoulder and saw Jester rushing out in the 50% new white Citroen. The four tires were crooked and thick blue smoke rubbed on the ground...

Yi Chen shook his head and whispered: "Poor old bat...ah, Mr. Phil, I bet a hundred pounds, Jester will not come back safely this time."

Phil shrugged: "Boss, I bet a thousand pounds, he will definitely be caught by the police."

The two of them looked at each other, and no one suppressed Jester and would come back intact. So, who would you bet with?—

West was sitting in the passenger seat and wanted to take the opportunity to talk to Jester, but Jester was too lazy to care if West had anything to say. She only saw the white Citroen moving wildly around a small S-shaped track on the road, while West was sitting next to her with a little faceless face.

Poor West, he only remembered that those carriages that had run away from their reins had such crazy behavior a long time ago. Unexpectedly, one person could drive the car like this today.

Jester was pretty good, and finally ran to Laze's house safely. Then the security guard at the gate who still had an impression of Jester shook his head and said, "Mr. Laze has gone out and has gone out very early and is not here now."

Jester was stunned for a moment, but was happy again. If Laze was not there, he would have been more excited. He didn't ask where Laze was going. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he went out again with smoke.

West felt helpless: "You can't let this kid run around the city of London. I don't want the headline news in the Times the next day: a car accident, a big bat flew out of the car." After thinking about it, West grabbed Jester's arm with his powerful hand. Jester was stunned. The car hit the wall on the side of the road, and then rebounded three meters, hitting the car slowly coming from behind.

The driver behind him ran out cursingly. When Jester's eyes turned cold, he was about to go out and beat someone up. West grabbed him: "No, no, Jester, listen to me, I have something to look for you, don't waste time on these ordinary humans. Let's find a quiet corner to talk, okay? A corner without outsiders... Listen to me, I'm looking for you sincerely, believe me."

Jester kicked open the car door, and bounced the driver who was lying on his car window and scolding for more than two meters. He turned to West and said dissatisfiedly: "All right, don't you see it? I'm causing trouble again. Go back, the boss will deduct another amount of money from my salary this month. Damn, my boss is simply a damn vampire..."

West followed him out of the car, grabbed him with one hand, and said seriously: "So, what's the use of staying here? Come with me, I have something very serious to discuss with you."

Jester turned back strangely: "Aren't you here to find Off? He is doing well now. The boss said that he is about to become the spokesperson for the new cabinet to the outside world."

West's heart beat hard a few times. How could he think that Orf had already obtained such a high position? However, he still remembered his main task now, shook his head and said, "No, I'm here to find you."

Jester curled his lips, looked at the police car coming from a distance with a wicked smile, nodded and said, "Then, let's go... Hey, damn guy, someone will compensate your car, but you are not allowed to say that it was the one I drove, otherwise I will kill you." Jester finally got out of the traffic police last time. If he was reported again this time, his driver's license would probably not be guaranteed, so he threatened the middle-aged man who was holding his stomach and moaning on the ground.

Two guys who have no social morality took a long step and walked and stopped to the bank of the Thames and stood on a barren river bank.

Jester shrugged his shoulders indifferently, rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, okay, what's the matter with me? Anyway, the car has hit me, so I'll definitely be scolded when I go back. Why not play with you first... OK, say, say, you old vampire."

West's face changed. He rubbed his hands and laughed: "Ah, dear Jester, what did you say?"

Jester rushed towards him, opened his coat with one hand, revealing the small bat badge on his shirt, and whispered: "Ha, ancient vampire nobleman, um, people from the Shabiko family? Hum? Don't deny it, sir, I know almost all the badges of the high-level vampire family, you can't deny it. The gangsters nowadays may stab bats on their bodies to show how brave they are, but no human will get such badges. You are a big figure in the Shabiko family, right?"

West smiled awkwardly. He thought that it was because of the Shakel family that Jester had the ability to identify vampires, so he had to admit frankly: "Yes, we are wise people, we don't need to deceive each other, I'll talk to you about something." How could he know that the person who leaked his identity was Yi Chen? Although Jester was wild and unrestrained, he was not so perverted that he had to reveal the clothes when he met, especially that man was still an old man.

Jacett nodded, sat on the river bank, nodded a stick of marijuana, nodded and said, "Okay, what do you want to say? Ask me what color of the pope's underwear is? I don't know this, although I'm happy to tell you... Damn, this is the biggest secret of the Holy See. Or do you want me to join you? Isn't it? Oh, I'd rather believe it is."

West felt a little powerless, as if Jester had figured out all his purpose clearly, and this feeling made him feel uncomfortable. He smiled dryly: "Oh, dear, look, you admit that you are..."

Jester simply lay on the river bank, and blew a breath of smoke on the sky, rolling his eyes weakly: "All right, if you are coming to me specifically, then you must have investigated my identity and background. Damn, what's the use of denying it? A rogue leader Jester is useless to you, but Jester, a former deacon of the Inquisition, is he as cute as a demon, right? Hum?"

West squatted beside him, looked at Jester's face, nodded and said, "Yes, you are particularly useful. Think about it, you said directly what I meant. You are a smart and capable young man, and you are very capable, really, very capable... Most importantly, we need you, and we appreciate you."

Jester looked at West boredly: "Forget it, I'm not interested in joining you, there's no benefit. Dear West... The boss said, never do things that are not good, because that will definitely lose money. What benefits can you give me? Nothing can be done."

West used his tongue to be honest and laughed and said, "You are wrong. Our Dark Controversy Group has very powerful forces. Do you want to be at a high position? Do you want to have endless wealth? Do you want to control the life and death of tens of millions of people? Join us and you can become such a big man."

Jester yawned: "Ah, since that's the case, why don't you support Mr. Off on your own? Do we have to do it? If our father hadn't pushed Mr. Off up as an investment product, I'm afraid Mr. Off would still be carrying steel ingots in the factory."

West was a little nervous, looked around and asked in a low voice: "Did you tell your boss about my true identity? Do your boss know your real power?"

Jester shook his head and said lazyly: "Come on, why am I so bored? No." Anyway, West's true identity was told by Yi Chen, and Yi Chen really didn't know what strange Jest's dark power was, so Jester didn't lie at all.

With a clear relief, Wester explained: "Think about it, why don't we come forward to get Mr. Off to a high position by ourselves, we are too closely monitored to let our power leak out, dear, we can't do this. We must let Mr. Off go from a certain bright and unrelated channel, and our power can only help him secretly, you understand."

Jester's upper body slowly stood up, and just came closer to less than an inch in front of West, and said coldly: "Are you finished?"

West shook his head honestly: "No, I still have a lot to say, I haven't finished it."

Jester blew a sip of smoke on his face without hesitation: "All right, I can tell you a little bit, but I won't join your dark group. That's it. My life is very comfortable now, I don't want to change anything... You may not be able to deal with the Holy See, I can tell you clearly."

West frowned and avoided the smoke, muttering in his heart: "The ugly thing brought by modern technology... Hum... marijuana, damn thing." He shook his head: "Oh my God, if you just tell us a little insider, what's the benefit for us? We need more."

Jester shook his head: "It's impossible. You won't agree to my conditions, otherwise it would be no big deal for me to join you."

West immediately became excited: "Say it, say it, what conditions do you want? Power, status, money, and beauty, we can all agree to you."

Jester lion said, "First, no one is allowed to care about me, I do whatever I like... But my subordinates must have a group of people who are always obeying orders. They are strictly prohibited from peeping at my actions, otherwise I will kill them, okay?"

West had been authorized by the Speaker and said with full promise: "This condition is ok. We know that you are not a person who is willing to be restrained, so we will never restrict your actions. Of course, occasionally we have to rely on your power, you can refuse, you can refuse. Yes..."

Jester giggled: "It's not over yet. Second, I want your Dark Controversy Group to become stronger and stronger in the information about black magic and black witchcraft. Do you understand? You are not allowed to deal with me with any secrets and no secrets, otherwise you will break up. If you dare to deal with me, I will report you to the Holy See."

West opened his mouth in surprise: "God, do you regard us as the Holy See? All the magical scripts are in our headquarters. Anyone can read them at will as long as they have reached their abilities. Didn't the young girls of the Shakel family mention this to you? Their family did not join the congress, but this is the tradition of our dark world...oh..."

A black light suddenly flashed in Jester's hand, and a silver star flashed by. West's beard and hair were all shaved. West didn't even see what weapon was in Jester's hand. He looked at Jester in shock...

Jester said coldly: "If you talk to me about Germany, I will kill you, I will kill you... and then I will seal your soul with a curse and you will never be reborn."

West licked his lips, unable to figure out how powerful Jester was, and he couldn't help but nodded repeatedly.

Jester gently stroked West's neck with his fingers and said coldly: "Third, hehe, third point, when the Holy See dealt with the Shakel family, why did you have reinforcements in the dark world? Didn't your German branch notice the actions of the Holy See? Leave the leader of that branch to me and I will join you."

West was stunned. Jester meant to ask the leader of the unlucky German branch to die... Will the Speaker agree?

However, if Jester joins the congress, the benefits and honors he brings to himself are more important, right? I care about that guy's death... Besides, without the permission of the speaker, he would almost betray the Shakel family, the royal family among vampires. As a member of the vampires, he seemed to be saying something...
To be continued...