Chapter 93 Robbed

"Is that so?" Hearing the white man's words, the black man nodded slightly, then walked around, looked at the sword marks on the wall, and said, "If I guess correctly, these marks should be a person's tricks, right?" With that, he reached out and touched the sword marks on the wall, and his face was solemn and said, "And the attack power of this trick is far stronger than those seen on the surface. These marks are too smooth. The person who made this move is at least to the legendary s level."

"Yes, that's good." Hearing the words of the black man, the tooth strength also nodded solemnly and said, "I only saw a picture, that is, an Asian man with silver lotus pupils bursting out thousands of crimson sword lights in his hand. I think these traces are all from him, and I only see this picture."

"Oh?" Hearing John's words, the black man's eyes lit up slightly, "Do you see the Asian man's face? That's good."

At this moment, in the Vatican, thousands of miles away, inside St. Peter's Cathedral, the Pope of the Holy See sits quietly on the top throne. Even if it is not deliberately, the surging holy power on his body still makes people tremble. At this moment, the Pope wears a crown of thorns, holds a bright scepter in his hand, and faces down lightly. A cardinal asked, "Hasn't the deacon sent to deal with the aftermath come back yet?"

"Yes, Your Holiness." Hearing the Pope's words, the Cardinal nodded slightly and said respectfully, "And I haven't been able to contact him recently. I guess something has happened."

"Really?" The Pope nodded slowly and muttered, "Since he transmitted the scene of the evil species being killed in the holy mirror that day, he has not contacted him. The blood clan in the mirror is just an earl-level little guy, right? Is there any mistake behind it?"

"Well, I wanted to tell the referee about this and tell him that the count-level little guy had been killed. It seems that I can't wait for this news," he said lightly after ponding for a while.

Then he turned his hand over, and a milky hazy light ball was thrown into the hand of the archbishop below. He said lightly, "Since you can't wait for this news, you can show this mirror image to our referee, saying that the great deacon he sent to guard at that time also killed those evil blood clans." .

"Yes, Your Holiness." After taking the white light ball in his hand, the red archbishop below nodded respectfully and said, "At that time, I will definitely tell the referee that Your Majesty will be very angry to hear this news."

"Ye." Hearing the words of the Cardinal, the Pope nodded with satisfaction and then left. "Also, that earl-level little guy must not stay. After all, he is the murderer of the evil species of Polk. At this time, it is also time to show my tolerance and generosity as a pope. You tell him privately that he is illegitimate. I won't pursue the matter of the son. For the sake of his hard work, I will avenge him.

At this moment, Ye Lang, who did not know that he had become the victim of conspiracy in the Holy See, was still living a leisurely life. The night scene in New York City made Ye Lang satisfied. Although he became a blood clan that could only appear at night, this night scene and the noisy people at night It's no different from the daytime, and it's the same lively.

"Would you like to go to the bar for two drinks later?" At this time, Ye Lang's silver limited edition Ferrari convertible was rushing to run on the road in New York City. The blurred lights on both sides of the road quickly retreated and enjoyed the night wind blowing on his face. Ye Lang actually had a strange idea in his heart. When he gathered with his classmates that year, They once mentioned that Nalan Youruo made her debut as a star in the United States, and it was New York City. What would happen if she went to look for her now? Does she also exist in this alien space?

Memories gushed out like a tide. When I was still a human and had not yet become a blood clan, that Nalan Youruo looked at herself, right? With a trace of love in his eyes, it seems that it can melt a man's heart

Nalan Youruo? Thinking of the lover who used to be my favorite, the girl who always cared about her when she was most sad, is still there?

"It's not good!" At this time, there was a traffic accident on the road. The car in front of him hit there. Ye Lang, who was distracted, was shocked. If he rushed at this speed, he would definitely hit it. The speed of his sports car was too fast

"Squeak!" The silver light flashed in Ye Lang's eyes in the car, and the extremely fast sports car suddenly turned into slow motion in his own eyes. No matter how fast the sports car is, can it be compared with the movement speed of its own earl blood clan?

The steering wheel in his hand passed quickly. After Ye Lang's sports car moved horizontally to the left, the sports car across the road still hit the car in front of him under the action of inertia. At the same time, Ye Lang's steering wheel was a fast, and the left-moving sports car suddenly floated to the right, almost rubbing the front. The vehicle floated from the left, leaving a beautiful "s" arc on the road behind

"Good. It's amazing." Those pedestrians who were originally shocked on the road looked at the dusty sports car, and the elegance of the frightened steering curve just now flashed in their minds, and their faces were dull.

"Greek Mythology Bar" is located in the west of New York City, close to the suburbs. Ye Lang, one of the virtual industries, belongs to a concentration camp of dark creatures. Members of major forces in New York City will appear in this bar to exchange intelligence.

Stopped the sports car, Ye Lang gracefully walked down from the sports car, passed through the guards of the gate, and walked in.

The deafening music and the explosive rhythm sounded. Countless young men and women shouted crazily on the dance floor. The exposed women twisted their fiery bodies in the dance floor. From time to time, several malicious men came to take advantage of them. The women did not seem to notice it.

Ye Lang attracted the attention of many people as soon as he walked in. After all, the two of them are definitely not like people who will come to such a place for fun.

A tall temperament, wearing an elegant evening dress, this is simply a figure who should go to the party of the upper class, but it comes to such a chaotic bar, but it is neither eye-catching and can't work.

"Hey, this guy, it's fate to meet you today. How about I buy you a drink today? "A look?" Just as Ye Lang just walked into Greek mythology, suddenly a rough male voice sounded behind him.

"Hm?" Hearing the voice behind him, Ye Lang turned around doubtfully and saw a strong man with a upper body saying to the two people with a bold face. On his chest, there was a layer of dense black hair.

Seeing this man's dress, Ye Lang seemed to smile with interest and said, "Well, then I won't be polite."

"Haha, it's refreshing enough." Hearing Ye Lang's answer, the man turned around with a big smile and shouted to the bartender on the bar, "Two glasses of good wine for my two friends." With that, he took the lead and walked towards a small wine table not far away and sat down.

Ye Lang had an inexplicable smile on his face and whispered, "This is more fun. This werewolf has taken a fancy to me, hehe. Anyway, if you are bored, let's play with him."

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After saying that, Ye Lang walked towards the rough man with a smile on his face. Hey, I don't think you look like people who will appear in such a bar. Why do you appear here? After Ye Lang sat down, the werewolf looked at Ye Lang with a smile and asked.

It seems that the werewolf did not know Ye Lang's identity, and Ye Lang also wanted to see what the werewolf was thinking, so he cooperated with the performance.

" As you can see, I have regretted it and am ready to leave." Hearing the werewolf's words, Ye Lang smiled, took a glass of wine, and said gently.

"Haha, you don't look like ordinary people, do you? If nothing happens, it's better not to wander around, especially in places like this, haha. Hearing Ye Lang's words, the werewolf said with a bright smile, and then suddenly poured a sip of wine into his mouth and said, "Drinking like you can't drink anything at all. Drinking should be a big sip, haha."

"Well, let's take a big drink." Hearing the other party's words, Ye Lang hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, grabbed the wine and poured it into his mouth

Talking about the noise, the two seemed to be more and more speculative, and they drank more and more wine. While drinking, the two also introduced each other, and Ye Lang also knew the name of the werewolf, Qiao Ye.

"Dong", in the end, Ye Lang, who poured continuously, could not resist the wine power and fell on the wine table.

"No life? My friend, why did you fall down? Drink again. It's rare to meet such a close friend. Get up and drink quickly. Seeing Ye Lang falling down, George patted Ye Lang on the shoulder and shouted.

"Hmm." Ye Lang, who was patted on the shoulder by George, just moved his body gently, made a few unconscious whispers, and continued to sleep

"No life?" Seeing the drunken lifeless, George's eyes lit up and continued to pat and shout, but Ye Lang did not answer him.

"Hey." Seeing Ye Lang fall asleep drunk, George smiled proudly, and then his hands quickly scratched Ye Lang's body, and things such as wallets and watches suddenly came to his hands.

The proud George did not know that Ye Lang, who was lying on the wine table, had opened his eyes at this moment, but he did not make any resistance, but silently thought about something.

The life of the blood clan is rotten. For Ye Lang, these belongings are not in his eyes at all. Occasionally playing such a low-level game is also a pleasure for Ye Lang.

Except for the ghost eye pendant pressed by Ye Lang's arm, everything else was scraped by George.

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