The first thousand one hundred and seventy-nine chapters talk

In a spacious and luxurious hall.

Patriarch Morgan, with blood mist all over his body, suddenly culled, and pulled out a blood mist ribbon behind him. His hideous face was angry, his hands were like steel, his nails were 20 centimeters longer, and the edges were sharp like blades.

"boom!"

Zhuo Bufan punched out, the surrounding air vibrated, and the waves of air cascaded uninterruptedly, and the powerful punches shocked the soul.

On Patriarch Morgan's hideous face, there was also a hint of horror, his arms slammed against his chest. At this time, the golden fist had already carried an immense power and hit the opponent's arms.

"boom!"

Chief Morgan shot backwards like a spell, knocking over several long tables with food one after another, and all kinds of things fell to the ground, crashing. But he himself stopped after hitting a wall for the last time, and spider silk cracks broke out around the wall.

"Puff." Patriarch Morgan spouted a mouthful of scarlet blood, his arms were fractured, showing a strange angle, and his eyes were filled with spite.

"Huh? Not dead?"

With Zhuo Bufan's current strength, the opponent could bear his own punch and not die, but he was slightly surprised that the body of the blood race was indeed much stronger than ordinary humans.

"I will definitely come back for revenge."

Patriarch Morgan roared, and suddenly a pair of black wings spread out behind his back, but this pair of black wings is different from the winged men encountered in Death Valley. His wings seem to have only a black skin and skeleton, and they are not plump. The wings are like the wings of a bat.

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, Chief Morgan flew up, smashing through a huge glass window in front of him, and his figure swept into the dark sky outside.

Zhuo Bufan didn't catch up, just split a ray of divine consciousness and attached it to Patriarch Morgan. As long as the opponent didn't escape the scope of his divine consciousness, he could know the opponent's location at will.

The entire banquet hall was deadly silent. Who would have thought that the patriarch of the Morgan family was actually a ‘vampire’, a foreign species that exists in Western myths and novels.

However, the people present were all high-class figures. The Billy family immediately arranged for someone to deal with it and destroy the video in the banquet hall. As for whether it was really eliminated, who knows?

Although the Billy family, the Paul family, and the Grover family are all here, it is very easy to block news with their contacts, but after all, there are too many guests, waiters, and security guards at the banquet. Come out, you can't kill them all.

...

"Miss Chen, Miss Wu, you can go to the VIP room to rest, if you have any needs, you can call me." Patriarch Billy stood respectfully in front of the two girls, "The Second Young Master is talking with Patriarch Grover. It will be out soon."

At this time, the helm of the Billy family, who is calling for the wind and rain in Chicago, is respectful like a conscientious waiter, showing the most humble smile.

The appearance of Zhuo Bufan really frightened this'top powerhouse'. If he knew that Chen Qingai knew Zhuo Bufan, how could he force Chen Qingai to marry the young master of the Morgan family.

"Ok."

Chen Qingai nodded absently, and walked to the sofa in the VIP lounge with Wu Yuexin and sat down.

"Zhuo Bufan? Second Young Master, Zhuo Bufan, how many secrets are you hiding, and who are you?" Chen Qingai held the teacup, because of the force, the weak and boneless little finger knuckles were a little white.

Four years ago, Zhuo Bufan was just an ordinary boy, even unremarkable in her eyes, but in only four years, he suppressed the first family of America bowed its head and went rampant. He must be hidden in his body. A huge secret.

"Xiao Ai, what do you think?" Wu Yuexin looked at her with a pair of slick eyes, "I said Zhuo Bufan would definitely be able to help you, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful, even from the Grover family. The patriarch treats him respectfully."

Wu Yuexin sighed with emotion.

"I didn't expect it either." Chen Qing'ai showed a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth and bowed her head slightly.

Patriarch Billy left the VIP room and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He was also the top powerhouse of the famous party anyway, but in front of these real great men, he was just like the most ordinary little person.

With a sigh, Chief Billy walked toward a box on the same floor near the end, opened the door and walked in. Inside were a silver-haired old man and a young man.

"Dad." Patriarch Billy looked at the silver-haired old man with a look of respect on his face.

The silver-haired old man nodded and sighed: "I didn't expect that I worked hard to create the Billy family all my life, and there were times when I lost my eyes. If Miss Chen has any needs, I will satisfy her. Don't hesitate."

"Yes." Chief Billy nodded, looking at the old man in front of him, somewhat inexplicably sad.

The old patriarch of the Billy family, with his extraordinary talent, business acumen, and skill, has grown the Billy family to its current scale. But this time it was a mistake! Even the Billy family is in danger of overturning.

"Eagle gamers have been pecked by eagles one day, so please comfort Miss Chen, and hope that the second youngest will not be angry with us." The old patriarch of the Billy family sighed.

Master Billy didn't say a word, but his face was extremely ugly. Gololo once told him about Zhuo Bufan, but he didn't take it to heart at the time. He didn't expect...

...

In a luxurious box on the top floor of the hotel.

Zhuo Bufan sat quietly on the sofa, and across from him was Grandpa Grover and his beautiful granddaughter Angel.

"Second Young Master, I am here on behalf of the Dark Council." Father Grover smiled.

"Dark Council?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned his sword eyebrows and said in doubt.

"The Dark Council is a meeting organized by all non-wudao alliance forces and strong men. Only the top strong, powerful minds, and ancient families can participate in this meeting. I am the representative of the dark council and I am here to contact the two minors." The Buddha explained.

Zhuo Bufan nodded. This kind of meeting is actually not stable. Everyone is in a separate formation, and only when they encounter some sudden things, will they gather together to discuss.

"Then why did you come to me on behalf of the Dark Council?" Zhuo Bufan cracked his mouth and smiled.

"The winged men that appeared in the Valley of Death are almost exactly the same as the angels and fallen angels that appear in our Western myths and classics. And today, the Morgan family members are also alienated into blood races. I believe that the hidden ancient bloodlines and forces have begun to gradually It has surfaced." Grover frowned deeply, his face showing a heavy worry.

"This is your business in the West. It has nothing to do with me. I am going back to Lan Country."

Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

Grover came to him, in fact, he wanted to listen to Zhuo Bufan’s thoughts and see if he would stay in the West. With his strength, many Western powerhouses could not lift their heads, making everyone feel a little uneasy. After all, no one wants their own interests to be coveted by others.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Grover sighed secretly. If Zhuo Bufan really stays in the West, I believe that all forces will be wiped out by him soon.