Chapter 438 Traitor

"Oriental people? Interesting!"

The count stood up with a smile on his face. "Grandpa once told me that it was a mysterious country. Don't provoke me if you can. More than a hundred years ago, when the male lion fell asleep, he followed his officer to the royal palace of the country, where gold was everywhere and there were piles of gems... He brought back a bronze sculpture and sold it for eight million pounds in a blink of an eye! But half a year later, he died in his own manor.

"Like my father, I have never provoked this group of mysterious guys. You know, they are half the earth away from you in time, and they can also curse you to vomit blood and die. However, there is no problem with cooperation! Jackson, where are our guests? I can't wait. I really want to see the comedy of dog biting, haha!"

The body of the blonde beauty was quickly cleaned up, and the count was on the sofa, waiting for the arrival of the guests. When the sixth Tianmen entered the hall, the count was holding a glass of red wine and savoring it carefully. The red liquor was as bright as blood.

"Welcome to the Royal Hotel, my guests!" The count put down the wine glass in his hand and moved gracefully, "You can call me count!"

"Hello, Count!" Tianmen No. 6 looked at the floor in surprise. A pool of red marks there was a little dazzling. With his ability, he could naturally see that it was a blood stain, and it had just been put up - it seemed that this man was indeed as perverted as the legend, and Tianmen No. 6 muttered in his heart.

However, he soon suppressed the disgust in his heart and squeezed out two smiling faces and said, "Your excellency, we are here this time to discuss cooperation against Lin Tianchu, and..."

"Wait, wait!" Before Tianmen No. 6 finished speaking, the count put down his glass and interrupted him, "If I hear you correctly, do you want me to deal with an oriental man? ...And, with this child?"

The count looked at Grandma Tong, who stayed beside the sixth of Tianmen, who had never spoken, but it did not mean that she was a shy child. She is not the heavenly child of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, but like that old monster, she and her father-in-law are also super strong men who have been around the world for nearly 100 years. Because there is something wrong with practice, she looks like she is eleven or twelve years old.

"Kid, do you think I'm a child?" Although Grandma Tong looks like a Lori, she hates people saying that she is a child. "I'm 132 years old this year. Even if it's your grandfather, you have to call me sister!"

"One hundred and thirty-two years old?" The count couldn't help it and suddenly stood up. "It's really an Oriental. It's terrible. Grandpa, you're right! - However, this lady from the East, how can you prove your words?"

The count sighed, and immediately changed the topic and kicked the ball to Grandma Tong. Fortunately, he is an old fox who has been in power for a long time. Although he was surprised, he was still careful not to lose his sense of proportion.

Prove, it's very simple! Boy, your skin is getting whiter and whiter, and you are more and more afraid to see the sun, right? Let me ask you, is all the blood smelly? ...Well, you hate those women very much, but you are very painful not to drink their blood, because without their blood suppression, the blood in your body seems to be burning, right?" Grandma Tong looked at the count motionlessly and said softly.

Although Grandma Tong's tone was soft, it fell into the ear of the count, but it was as shocking: he could be the boss of Black Water because of his powerful kung fu, and the inheritance of this kung fu was the greatest secret of their family. Indeed, as Grandma Tong said, the count must drink women's blood every day, otherwise the blood in his own body would be as painful as burning.

"Is that how you know?" The count put his right hand behind his back and made a gesture. Once the bodyguards of the Blackwater Company in the dark door saw this gesture, they would inform the brothers in the whole hotel. If the count makes another move, these people will kill together. No matter how powerful the enemy is, they will crush him into powder with the weapons in their hands.

Grandma Tong looked at the count with a smile. She didn't pay attention to his small movements. With Grandma Tong's ability, she didn't say kill everyone here, but it was no problem to retreat with Tianmen's sixth whole body. Besides, she already knows the count's fate, and she can't worry that this guy will be embarrassed and angry.

"Kid, I advise you to put your hand down. Do you believe it or not? ... The reason why you have become such a human and ghost is that you have practiced an evil skill, blood-resolved magic skill!"

"Blood-decanting magic power?" Tianmen No. 6 and the count muttered softly at the same time that they were all well-informed people, but they had never heard of this skill.

"That's right, the blood-resolved magic power, the famous kung fu of the blue-winged bat king Wei Yixiao! It's really powerful to increase his internal strength and weaken the enemy's power by sucking the enemy's blood... So after taking the country, Zhu Yuanzhang dealt with Wei Yixiao on the pretext that this skill was too inhumane. It is said that that skill was collected by the royal family and somehow fell into the hands of you yellow-haired devil!"

Although Grandma Tong made fun of the count as a "yellow-haired devil", the count did not care at all. After this temptation, he has determined that such a little girl in front of him is a top master. How dare he care? Most importantly, since she knows this magic power, she must also know how to practice. Her fate is still in the hands of others, and the count does not dare to make it.

The story of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Wuji was turned into "Dragon Slayer" by Jin Daxia. In the story, Zhang Wuji is the "Mingjiao" leader of the demon religion. Wei Yixiao is one of his most effective assistants, and Zhu Yuanzhang is just a little one in the Ming religion. With the development of the story, a woman named Zhao Min appeared. She was the princess of Mongolia and fell in love with Zhang Wuji... Zhang Wuji loved the beauty and did not love the country. He gave up the position of emperor and lived in seclusion with Zhao Min. Zhu Yuanzhang became the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty because of his long sleeves and good dance.

It is the consistent style of all dynasties to clean up the old ministers after the founding of the country. Wei Yixiao, as Zhang Wuji's direct ally, was washed away by Zhu Yuanzhang. Therefore, it is not impossible for his skills to fall into the hands of the royal family and coincidentally fall into the hands of the count's grandfather with the passage of time! Thinking that he might have said the same as this little girl, there was something wrong with his practice, and the count was in a cold sweat.

"Excuse me, why did I become like this?" The count asked with a wry smile. He is worthy of being the superior. Even if he asks for help, he can take it for granted without any embarrassment.

"Kid, do you think the blood-resolved magic power is so easy to practice? You dare to drink anyone's blood, and one day you will go crazy and die! Let me tell you, you have been drinking virgin blood since you were successful!" Grandma Tong looks like a master, and the wind is light.

"Please ask grandma to save me. I'm willing to cooperate with you to deal with Lin Tianchu!" The count gritted his teeth and opened his own chips.

In fact, the contradiction between him and Lin Tianchu is not as big as expected. Because of the nature of the company, Blackwater has very little business in China, and there is no direct conflict of interest with Lin Tianchu, let alone life. Although Lin Tianchu provocatively called his company "White Fire", the count still regarded it as a child's game. If the superior was angered by a child's joke-like behavior, it would be better to go home and sell sweet potatoes.

Because the count knows that once he confronts Lin Tianchu, there will be only one result, and there is no second possibility! You know, although Blackwater dominates one side, there are still many second-class forces staring at it. Once something happens to it, it will be dismembered by them in an instant.

This is also the reason why Lin Tianchu has been in the Eagle Kingdom for so long, and the count still hasn't done anything.

"Ye, boy, you'd better keep your word! To solve your current predicament, you need the blood of nine yin women to make a blood pool, and then soak in some special drugs. I'll give you a list later. With your strength, it should not be difficult to find all of them later, but those nine women will have some small trouble!"

"What's the trouble? Please ask grandma to make it clear! If it's inconvenient for you, I can also do you a little favor!" Tianmen's sixth fist salute is very urgent and righteous.