Sitting upright in the living room of the hotel suite, Tian Leizi picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, then quickly sprayed it out, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said dissatisfiedly: "Look at this teacup, it's not like this, but why is this teacup like this? It's true that it's not Middle Earth, I can't find good tea leaves, I won't drink it."

The Seven Beast Spirit, regardless of Tian Leizi's nagging, was curiously touching the room here and digging there. A few small crystal decorations were shattered in their thick hands. The Snake Spirit also turned his dull eyes and asked strangely: "Hey, this is not a gem, right? Why is it still shining? Do you deceive us with fakes?"

The disciples of Dunjia Sect didn't care about the Seven Beast Spirits anymore, and sat beside Tianleizi and asked him respectfully: "Master, those people just now are the leaders of the rebellious party we are looking for? Why is Yichenzi... Senior brother so familiar with them? He even taught you a lesson?"

Tian Leizi stood up, strode to the small bar in a corner of the living room, slapped a bottle of brandy, slapped open the lid, took a few sips, and sniffed a few drinks, and said, "You two little monkeys, Yichenzi, that kid must know them. I guess he is still having sex with them. I don't know what the hell is doing, so when I see Dao, I want to kill a living person on the spot, I may be afraid of something or something, so of course I will scold us... After all, I am a person, so it doesn't matter if I scold you. This kid has been a little bit good, so he must have his reasons."

The two disciples of Dunjia Sect were stunned for a long time, and Tian Leizi looked at them dissatisfied: "You are Dao Master, I am crazy on weekdays, but do you think Dao Master, I am really a fool? Don't you think, last time it was Yi Chenzi who told us about their movements. If he doesn't hook up with them, how can he know other people's information?"

The disciples of Dunjia Sect nodded repeatedly, and their impression of Tianleizi changed a lot.

Tian Leizi held the wine bottle and walked back and forth in the room for a few times, slapped Xiong Ling's head with one hand: "Old Xiong, please be gentle, you will be compensated if you break something... Well, boy, are you Jingming or Jingqing?"

The disciple of Dunjia Sect who was lit by Tianleizi quickly stood up: "Master, I am Jingming."

Tian Leizi laughed: "Oh, so many sects and so many disciples, the Taoist name is similar. I'm confused by Dao Master. Have you booked the room? Is it enough?"

Jingming nodded and said, "I have booked enough rooms. The money I received from Senior Hu Ling and others is enough for us to live here for the first half of the year. In order to prevent the seniors of other sects from following on a whim, we have booked more rooms, and we have occupied all the remaining rooms in the hotel."

Tian Leizi swayed for a few steps, nodded and said, "Well, that's good, that's good... It's strange, why is the painting on the wall so weird? Just a few color squares together, can this be considered a painting?" Tian Leizi rolled his eyes: "I asked someone to remove this painting for me and exchange it for the big Chinese ink and water landscapes. I'm so proud, this guy who calls them foreign devils is really not worthy of painting. Master Dao, I'll do you do any tricks, and they're much more beautiful than them."—

Yi Chen and Yamaguchi Mu sat on the felt in the living room. Yamaguchi Mu bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Yi, Sakura is in London, everything is up to you."

Yi Chen said with a smile: "Where, where, we are friends, let alone the Yamaguchi group can bring me a lot of benefits. I have to worry too much for my own interests. Besides, Mr. Sakura is a very good young man, and I appreciate him very much. If he goes through more training, he will be an excellent leader."

Yamaguchi Ki smiled proudly, touched his beard, and said in a whisper: "I think so too, so I have been giving him the opportunity to exercise behind his back. Mr. Yi, I hope you don't think too much about everything for him in the future. Some things should be learned to do by himself. It is impossible for us to take care of him for the rest of our lives."

Yi Chen smiled and cursed in his heart: "Damn, may I take care of this kid for the rest of my life? Maybe when the monks in China arrive tonight, I will kill you all. I will take care of him? How far I will go at that time... But, the money has not been obtained yet, should I remind Yamaguchi Ki and ask him to take people away first? Wait until the money is obtained, and then..."

Yi Chen's eyes flashed and he said in a low voice: "Mr. Yamaguchi, did you see the old man in the lobby just now?"

Yamaguchi Ki's face turned serious: "That old man? He is so rude. He ran towards us like this. At such a young age, he is still so impatient and is ready to hit people. If Mr. Yi hadn't stopped him, our people would have started to teach him a lesson long ago."

Yi Chen smiled: "Oh... maybe."

Yamaguchi Ki's face became a little weird, and he looked at Yi Chen deeply: "Oh, do you think?"

Yi Chen shrugged: "Some strange things have happened in New York recently."

Yamaguchi waved his hand and drove all the subordinates in the living room out, whispering: "For example? You came to New York before us, so there must be some insider news, right?"

Yi Chen leaned over and said, "Well, I heard that vampires have appeared in New York recently... A residents with more than a thousand people in a residential community were killed and their blood was sucked up. At the same time, someone attacked the people of the Holy See. The news came from the inside line. It is said that they were several famous killer organizations in the world. The wind direction in New York has been very wrong recently."

Yamaguchi Ki lowered his head and calculated it slowly, asking: "Where did you know about your news?"

Yi Chen smiled: "Well, I have a few friends in New York, and I still know some insider information. If we connect certain things, we can actually know what the so-called Xfiles in the United States are."

Yamaguchi lowered his voice: "Can you... your intelligence channel know about those top killer organizations?"

Yi Chen smiled: "I occasionally provide them with agency services... This, of course, the profits returned are very generous." Yi Chen pretended to think for a while, and looked at Yamaguchi Ki a little hard to speak.

Yamaguchi nodded repeatedly: "You say it, you say it, it doesn't matter, I'm a casual person."

Yi Chen whispered: "I once received a rumor in the circle. A few Japanese people paid 400 million US dollars to buy your head... This price is too chewy, and we don't dare to take it... In the end, two mysterious killer groups took on the task. But in the end, it is said that they seemed to have withdrawn the task again. Strange, do you have such a powerful enemy in Japan?"

Yamaguchi Ki slapped the table in front of him and slapped the fiberglass slammed a corner with a 'should' sound. Yi Chen shrugged and said, "I shouldn't have told you this, but we are friends. I don't want to see you corpse on the street that day."

Yamaguchi Ki whispered: "Baga, it was entrusted by the Japanese."

Yi Chen nodded, his obedient expression was like a little baby from a kindergarten.

Yamaguchi Ki slowly laughed: "Baga, so that's it. They couldn't get rid of me because of their oath, so... this conference was held in New York, which was also what they proposed?"

Yi Chen whispered: "The news in New York is wrong recently. Do you know Old John of New York? That arms dealer said that a large number of people have sneaked into New York and have also brought a large number of weapons from him... Maybe, I should suggest that you and Mr. Sakura leave New York with the Yamaguchi group and return to Tokyo immediately."

Yamaguchi Ki looked at Yi Chen tightly: "Excuse, Yi, I need an excuse, otherwise I will not rashly not attend the three-year conference, my status will be shaken."

Yi Chen's two fingers randomly tapped the case in front of him and muttered, "Isn't there any British affairs as an excuse? I thought Mr. Sakura had reported to you... Well, you need to go back to Tokyo to deal with those related matters... Mr. Yamaguchi, Mr. Sue Na and their appetite are very big. If your first transactions cannot satisfy them, maybe you will be in trouble. If the British government secretly puts pressure on the Japanese government... then my profit will be."

Yamaguchi Ki smiled: "You are a genius, Mr. Yi... Well, that's it. Please ask me first, I'll explain to Sakura and take people away immediately."

Yi Chen smiled and stood up and said, "This is best. Mr. Sakura and Duke Arthur of the British Empire have set a duel date. There is still more than a month left. Maybe you should send some experts to assist him."

Yamaguchi nodded repeatedly: "There is no doubt about this... Well, I already have a plan and I will tell you later."

Yi Chen nodded and said goodbye-

After walking out of Yamaguchiki's room, Yi Chen's cell phone rang. Fatadio muttered on the other end: "Oh, Yi, I have returned to Russia safely. The boss is very happy. This time the matter is done well. Thank you for your help."

Yi Chen replied: "This is what it should be, oh, Fatadio, you should probably stay in New York. It is wrong for me to ask you to leave. There are good shows to watch, there are good shows."

Fatadio laughed over there: "All right, Yi, I look down on the good show you said, oh... I can't say more. The boss wants to take people to China, I want to follow him, maybe we can meet in China next time."

Yi Chen replied: "So, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Close the phone, Yi Chen walked towards the elevator casually and nodded to each other with the Japanese dressed in the corridor. After arriving at his floor, Yi Chen thought for a while whether to meet Tian Leizi? But he had just come out of Yamaguchi Ki. If someone saw it, wouldn't it be good? I'll go and visit him at night. Um...

The strong wind came from behind, and Yi Chen quickly grabbed his backhand, and an iron-like fist collided with Yi Chen's claws. Yi Chen's fingers were numb by a strange force, and four blood marks were also scratched on the sneak attacker's fist.

Yi Chen turned around and saw a subordinate brought by Dracula gently licking his fist with his tongue, muttering softly: "Well, your strength is not small, you can't hide it, sir."

Yi Chen glanced at the corridor and didn't see anyone. He suddenly felt like he was killing people and silenced his mouth. He looked at the sword energy of the "Broken Star" was about to emit. However, Dracula's door suddenly opened. After being tossed by Mixue's just now, Dracula, who had suffered a little loss in Tianleizi's hand, recovered his neatness and elegance, and looked at Yi Chen with a flash of eyes.

The "Broken Star" sword energy that had already condensed at the fingertips suddenly shrank back. Yi Chen smiled and greeted Durcula: "Aha, Your Highness, your Highness, are you okay?"

Dracula nodded gently, and a smile appeared on his face: "Well, Mr. Yi, you are such an interesting person. Your subordinates are all rare ordinary people, and you... Well, you look weak, but it turns out that it is... very interesting. My subordinates offended it."

Seeing that his strength had been exposed, it was impossible to silence him, Yi Chen simply smiled openly: "You have the will. Hum?"

Dracula stretched out his hand gracefully: "I never want to respect my food, but I am happy to make friends with those who have power. The Philips family's teachings can only be slaves, and powerful humans will be our ally. What about your opinion?"

Yi Chen reached out his hand, held Dracula's cold and dry hand, nodded and said, "I don't completely agree with you. Of course, you have the norms of your race."

Dracula nodded and waved her hand. There were four blood marks on the fist. At this moment, the blood marks were quickly disappearing and the vampire flashed into a room opposite the door like a ghost. Dracula stretched out her hand and signaled: "Do you want to come in and sit? Maybe we can have a good talk." After that, it seemed that Yi Chen would definitely follow him, so he walked straight in.

Yi Chen thought for a while, and did not go back to his room to say hello, followed Durcula into the door, and then closed the door.

In the wide living room, the other twelve great dukes were sitting around three square tables, and then holding a handful of playing cards in their hands and stacking banknotes in front of them. Yi Chen was stunned and Durcula said helplessly: "Our life is too long. For the vampire of our level, we must find something fun to do to pass the long time... They bet money, but they don't want me to participate. Hum..."

Dracula snorted in dissatisfaction, but the other twelve great dukes did not move their eyebrows. Playing cards floated lightly from the cards in their hands and landed steadily on the table, arranged one by one in order.

Yi Chen shrugged: "Only those who do not have to worry about exhausting their power will play cards like this, right?"

Dracula's mouth twitched a few times, showing a hint of satisfaction. She first went to the bar to get two bottles of wine, then pulled Yi Chen to sit on the sofa, and gave him a bottle. After taking a sip of the bottle, Dracula whispered: "I have listened to Kru's report, thank you for your care in the past two days. Michelle is a cute child, but in the family, she will definitely not get the happiness she is now."

Yi Chen also took a sip and muttered, "The rigid etiquette of the ancient nobles will make any childlike member feel depressed and will never be happy."

Dracula nodded in agreement: "I also hate the family atmosphere, so I often travel. Only during the trip can I find the feeling of letting my heart fly freely... Well, do you want to deal with the Holy See?" Dracula was very treacherous and did not ask Yi Chen, but asked her directly if she wanted to deal with the Holy See.

Yi Chen opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Damn God, although I don't like the Holy See, I am absolutely not stupid enough to conflict with them. Besides, aren't you here to protect Mixue'er this time? Why do you have to conflict with the Holy See yourself?"

Dracula licked her lips and said, "The blood of the Holy See is very delicious... Well, does not Mr. Jester have a great grudge against the Holy See?"

Yi Chen raised his legs and crossed his legs: "But this cannot be the reason for me to confront such a powerful and terrifying group. Jester? If that bastard wants to assassinate the Pope, then he will go. I have no reason to help him, and I will not help him, and I will not care about him even more... He is my thug, my killer, I have too much money, just a bastard who lets him waste a little." After Yi Chen said that, he took another sip.

Dracula sniffed a few times, but there was no smile on her rigid face, "Oh, you are right and wrong. However, I like this kind of character. In the human world, only in this way can we survive."

Yi Chen blinked his eyes innocently, looking at Dracula with a pure look as if the streams in the mountains in Xiatian, and said with a smile: "Your words, well, actually, Mr. Jester is just one of my subordinates. Could I fight for a subordinate? Any subordinate can beat me up miserably. Maybe I will provide you with a lot of arms for you to bomb the Vatican, which is more realistic?"

Dracula widened his eyes, and Yi Chen began to sell him with great enthusiasm: "Look, I have a large amount of cheap arms, a batch of self-propelled mortars, the most excellent goods in Britain. I didn't get it with any capital. I can give you a 30% discount. If you are not satisfied, have any discussions, for example, 65% off? Oh, God, damn God, you want 60% off? This way I will lose too much."

"Think about it, twenty self-propelled mortars bombarded the Vatican, what a spectacular sight."

"Do you want a nuclear warhead? I may get a few from Russia and place them in Rome. I can guarantee that the Vatican will go to see God, and they will no longer be agents on the ground..."

"Oh, don't shake your head. Your Highness, the business is not about human nature. You are too merciful. Do you think using weapons of great destruction is inhumane? So conventional weapons, you see, I will provide you with a thousand heavy sniper rifles?... Oh, large-caliber anti-equipment guns, safe, fast, heavy power, to ensure that one of the senior deacons below the referee is shot to death..."... Yi Chen talked endlessly and covered his white face with a layer of red glow for a full two hours. I don't know when the twelve unmoved grand dukes had sneaked out. And Durcula had signed an arms contract worth more than 30 million without knowing it, and he wrote a check to Yi Chen on the spot. He almost fainted from a cerebral hemorrhage and fainted. He also sweared to Yi Chen that the Philips family would have to only Yi Chen's goods if needed in the future.

Yi Chen left the empty wine bottle at hand with satisfaction and said to Dracula with a smile: "Ah, no need to send it, it's very pleasant to talk to you, oh, you are an elegant noble, you are a real noble, you are too generous, and you have a look of your eyes, you will definitely be satisfied with the goods I provide... Then, I order them to ship the goods directly to the Netherlands? Okay, you agree, it's great..."

Yi Chen smiled and quickly slipped out of Dracula's room, smiling secretly: "Damn, who said vampires are powerful? Didn't I draw blood from them?"

After two minutes, Durcula, who came back to his senses, pissed the handrail of the sofa with his claws and cursed in a low voice: "Damn guy, this boy Yi Chen is a devil. Yes, he must be a devil... Only the devil can be used to bewitch us like this... Damn... Why do I want a large number of pistols and grenades? Why do we want those weapons that cannot be killed by chickens? I might as well ask for those self-propelled mortars."

Dracula roared in anger: "Come, come, we will tour outside tonight. I want to find someone to vent my anger, I want to vent my anger... That Chinese boy, he, he is the real vampire, the devil... the damn guy."—

At night, after ravaging several great dukes, Mixue'er finally lost her energy and fell asleep on Feli's shoulder. Then the female vampire brought by Dracula sent her into the room. Several gray-faced dukes immediately regained their spirit when they saw Mixue'er leaving. Black smoke flashed by, and the neat, elegant and noble virtue appeared again.

Yi Chen sat on the balcony, smiling as Yamaguchi Ki took Sakura and a dozen subordinates into the car and went away. He smiled as five platinum bats flapped their wings and went away with a dozen golden bats, then stared at a group of monks from China getting off the car below, and then entered the hotel in amazement.

Yi Chen let out a low moan: "God bless New York... I hope that American insurance companies will not receive too many orders in New York, otherwise... they can all jump to the Pacific Ocean."

Feli was already lying on his shoulder and asked him with a smile: "Why do you need to bless New York? Is the nuclear war about to break out?"

Yi Chen shook his head repeatedly: "No, baby, I think this matter will be even more terrifying than nuclear war... Is the feng shui of this hotel so good? I didn't see that, why are all monsters and monsters living in? Oh my God, if there are a few people from the Holy See, then I think this will be the explosion center." Fortunately, Yi Chen's concern is unnecessary, because Tian Leizi and the others have booked all the rooms. Basically, the people from the Holy See have no choice but to move in, unless they violently expel other ordinary passengers.

About two hours later, Dracula, who was still persisting in finding someone to vent his anger, squeaked a few times in dissatisfaction and said to a group of bats behind him: "It's so hateful. Can I not be able to find something to enjoy? Damn God, may God Satan kill your son and wife, oh...what is that?"

More than a dozen black shadows were jumping forward quickly and quickly among the high-rise buildings in front of them. Often, they just slightly tapped on the walls of those high-rise buildings, and their bodies had already gone more than a hundred meters away.

Dracula shouted happily: "God, you are still cute sometimes... although you are a damn bastard most of the time. Let's kill them."

A great duke behind him flew up quickly: "His Royal Highness Durcula, those people are not from the Holy See, why do we cause trouble for them?"

Dracula smiled. When he was a bat, his facial expression was much richer than when he was transformed into a human. He said softly: "Oh, my dear, do you need a reason to find people to trouble me? They are not from the Holy See, I know, but now I just want to find someone to kill and eat something... They are so physically strong, they must be good toys. There is no need to anger the Holy See, do you know?" He pounced on the first place, and the bat group behind shouted happily, pounced on the squeak.

Two children stood on the balcony of a building and shouted at the parents in the room: "God, we saw the spider-man in the comics. They really could fly, they jumped far."

Their mother came over and said dissatisfiedly: "Enough, there is no spider-man in the world... What you see is..." Her eyes could no longer be closed. Two people in ninja costumes jumped over on their balcony. A little behind, a group of platinum or golden bats flew over with their mouths. Then, these small bats actually began to change slowly in the air, and finally turned into handsome middle-aged or young men wearing black cloaks with big red limbs, pounced towards the ninjas with a strange smile...

A scream of horror resounded through the night sky...

These unlucky ninjas just stood on the roof of a tall building. The captain waved his hand and said, "Okay, everything is normal nearby, there is nothing suspicious. We can go back to the hotel to report to the elders and the others."
To be continued...