The black man Locke was just drunk in the pub in the dock area. In addition to his hidden priest followers, he was also an influential figure in the pub. However, at this time, the atmosphere in the pub was a bit weird. The new guy wiped the wine glass silently, and there were more and more big men in the pub.

They began to persuade some ignorant guests, but they never came to disturb Locke.

Until there was a commotion outside the tavern, the big men in the tavern retreated silently. At present, only Locke was the guest in the entire tavern area. The guests who were driven out curiously claped the windows, and the guests on the upper floor carefully approached the stairs to observe. Only the boss of the wine viewing and two new friends were diligently cleaning up the dirty tables and chairs.

Then he pushed open the door of the tavern with one hand, and Chen Ang led his group into the tavern. Chen Ang, a yellow man, naturally attracted everyone's attention. Everyone was as excited as if they felt a dramatic tension, and sighed because of regret: "Oh!"

More than a dozen people behind Chen Ang were wrapped in black robes, two of them guarded the door of the tavern, and the other four held hands on the passage where Locke might have passed. The rest followed Chen Ang. Chen Ang found the position in front of Locke and sat down.

No matter how calm and calm the black man Locke was, he couldn't help but be cautious. From the corner of his eyes, he quietly observed everything around him. Looking at Chen Ang's young face sitting in front of him, he was stunned and then relaxed. No matter who was coming, being so young means not having enough experience and not being difficult to deal with.

So he said first, "Are you looking for me?"

Chen Ang replied in a mannequin: "I am looking for Imodon's subordinates, Havz's right-hand man, the ancient Egyptian priest, the holy warrior, is he you? Lock?"

Perhaps because Chen Ang's image lacks deterrence, the expected tension did not appear. Locke looked at the man in front of him with a thin neck and felt that his thick arms could strangle the guy's neck at the first time of conflict. Although those who were hiding in the cloak felt very dangerous, there was an excellent hostage within his attack distance.

So Locke was calm and said, "What do you want?"

"You have nothing worthy of my plan. As you can see, I don't care about the little strength you have mastered, nor do you care about your master Imoton. To be honest, I don't even believe that you are loyal to him. No loyalty can withstand the test of thousands of years, and the guardian cannot, nor can you."

Chen Ang squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I only care that you don't cause trouble to me, so I'm ready to kill the possible variables before they sprout." He called his men, put a box on the table, and said to Locke: "If you are willing to obey me, this is yours!" After that, he pushed the box over.

Locke pressed the box and his face changed immediately. He felt the heavy weight of the box in his hand, but in the hands of the man next to him, the box did not look much heavier than a feather.

Lock opened the box and was filled with gold. The 15 kilograms of gold bars and twenty kilograms of silver bars emitted a brilliant light. Seeing such a huge amount of wealth, Lock's pupils suddenly shrank, and he asked with a sneer: "What do you want to buy me?"

Chen Ang Shiran said: "Everything."

Lock suddenly grinned and said, "But have you ever thought that I might not have to pay so much..." After that, he suddenly burst out, overturned the table in front of him and blocked the bloated man next to him, while fitting into Chen Ang's face, and strangling Chen Ang's neck with one hand. The tattoo on his body was green and green, as if it was moving. The mysterious runes on the tattoo brought him more agile skills and stronger power.

He was about to grab Chen Ang's neck, but he felt one of his hands being pinched in his hand, his right wrist was as tight as an iron hoop, and he could not struggle at all. He felt that the hand that grasped him was as firm as if it had been rooted.

Locke turned around in surprise and saw Chen Ang stretching out one hand and firmly grasping his right hand.

Seeing Locke's blank eyes, Chen Ang twisted gently, and an indescribable skill swept up along Locke's meridians. The twisted muscles and bones caused severe pain, causing Locke to rotate his body involuntarily. However, the huge force that twisted his arm in this way was still constantly exerting force, and Locke was soon twisted into a strange position.

Chen Ang's eyes flashed across the tattoos on his body, and suddenly gave an order to the side. A blood clan cut his wrist with his nails and sprayed blood on Locke.

Chen Ang recited a few spells casually, and the blood-colored power penetrated into Locke's tattoo, wandering on the tattoo on his body, gradually dyeing the runes on it red. At this time, the blood clan team that went to control other members of the priest organization also came back.

Chen Ang let go of Locke's hand and let him go by himself.

As soon as Locke was about to resist, he felt a subtle force coming from the rune tattoo on his body, which made him involuntarily follow Chen Ang to the car when they came.

"Send it to the laboratory, I have something to ask him." Chen Ang ordered casually.

He asked some blood clan teams to change shifts and escort them back, and took another part of them to the Governor's District in Cairo. If the dock area is a paradise for sailors and poor people from all over the country, then the Governor's District is where the dignitaries live. Not only is the security much better, but the environment is not like a colonial city like Cairo.

Western-style buildings were built here, with guards and police patrolling everywhere, and street lights and decorations were rare on the roadside.

The car where Chen Ang was located drove smoothly into the Governor's area. The guards and soldiers on the road saw the symbol like eyes on the front of the car, and wisely did not go forward to interrogate. Chen Ang easily drove the car to a manor, where a banquet was being held in the manor.

Chen Ang got out of the car and walked into the venue, followed the marble path into the banquet hall. The guard at the door saw the eyes embroidered on the collars of the black robed men beside him, and quickly lowered his head and said, "Eye of All-knowing, Eye of Moon God. We will follow your instructions..."

Most of the banquet halls are white Westerners and British and French. They firmly control Egypt's power through advisors and cabinet ministers of the Egyptian government. So even though Egypt became independent in the past two years, Chen Ang still called it the reason why a government with power controlled by foreigners has the face to call itself the government representing Egypt?

When Chen Ang entered, he attracted people's attention. He did not hide his skin color, so someone immediately stood up and shouted at him: "Yellow-skinned monkey, this is not where you should come! Guard, what do the guards eat?" He thought that his masculinity would make him look tall, and the ladies in the banquet hall covered their mouths and giggled.

Someone shouted: "Let him come in! It's good to have fun..."

The white man became even more angry, and he jumped up and said, "These stupid and lazy bitches..."

Chen Ang looked at the man in black next to him, and someone immediately went up and dragged him down. The strong white man struggled and said angrily: "What are you doing? You bastards!" The man in black who was dragging him broke his neck casually, calmed his body and dragged him out of the banquet hall.

Everyone was stunned, some noble ladies screamed and shouted: "I've killed someone! I've killed someone!"

Chen Ang pointed at the crowd one by one with his fingers: "This, this and this, shut up... I want to see most people here in the laboratory. The garbage in the dock and urban areas has been cleaned up. Why is there no one here? The garbage in the Governor's District accounts for at least 30% of the population here, and the gap in experimental products has been so big recently! What does Hong Fan do for food?"

"Just leave some useful talents. What should I do here for so much waste?"

"Now go with me to meet Viscount Rosbury, the owner of this place."

Chen Ang walked past the British and French nobles and merchants who suppressed fear. The blood clan team solved the situation in front of them and the people who dared to stop them, allowing Chen Ang to come to Viscount Rosbury's study without any obstacles and pushed the door open and went in.
Chapter completed!