When the airship appeared in the horizon of Said Port, it was almost midnight. Chen Ang looked at the vague port on the distant horizon and signaled the airship to hover. Said Port was the second largest port in Egypt at this time, located on the Mediterranean coast of the northern end of the Suez Canal. It was originally a small village. It was built with the opening of the Suez Canal in 1859.

Like most cities at this time, there are vast urban slums. Only the port close to the northern end of the Suez Canal is still brightly lit at midnight. Sailors from various countries who came from the Suez Canal, British officers and soldiers stationed here, white merchants from Britain, France and Belgium, upper class people and sailor adventurers, were drunk and dreaming and laughing at this port.

When Chen Ang's airship appeared in the horizon, because Chen Ang ordered the airship to turn off the lights, no one noticed a little white spot in the horizon. In fact, camel planes that lowered the engine frequency were more hidden. Apart from a little buzzing sound, they were like a little shadow in the night sky.

Chen Ang stood by the string window of the airship, following a dozen black-clothed blood tribes next to him. Camel fighter planes had quietly flew to Port Said. Over the port, dozens of black shadows suddenly landed on the plane. They rushed down from the back seat, glided, and flew to various important target points of Port Said. In the shadow of the city below, there were also many black-clothed men with the Eye of Horus to respond.

Chen Ang and Li Mingyi said hello, asking them to start taking over the intelligence command of Said Port on the airship. They paddled their toes and rushed out of the airship hundreds of meters low altitude. The blood clan guards dozens of meters behind him hurriedly followed. Chen Ang controlled the magic power to bind the air around them, forming a flat aerodynamic shape, so that he quickly rushed towards Said Port.

The blood clan following behind had a wide bat wing pierced from the backs. The blood-red bat wings provided them with the tension of gliding. With their natural bloodline, they followed Chen Ang lightly and flexibly over the Said Port.

They were extremely fast. Occasionally, people who looked up at the sky could only see a few shadows passing by quickly. Most people would only think that they were dazzled. A British sailor looked at the whistling wind of several huge shadows passing by his head in a daze. He was half drunk and half awake, and opened his mouth wide in surprise and said to his companion behind him: "Did you see it?"

Unfortunately, as soon as his voice came out, he was completely absorbed by a wide palm. He could only hear a soft whisper in his ear. A pair of iron-like arms tightly bound him. The sailor was about to struggle, and then he felt a cold blade piercing into his heart from the gap in his ribs, and a large amount of blood was lost.

Before his death, the sailor felt a dagger piercing into his body, swallowing his blood hungrily, and soon he became unconscious.

Chen Ang's speed has increased to an extremely fast level, and his height has also been reduced to about twenty meters. At the last distance, he glided in the alleys of Said Port, and was as fast as lightning to shuttle over the crisscrossing alleys. His target was the conspicuous largest building in the port, the port and the official residence of the British High Commissioner in Egypt.

The British soldiers who were watching at the door of the official residence were thrown to the ground by the black shadow falling from the sky. His screams alarmed the British soldiers patrolling nearby. When they were attracted by the movement at the door, they did not see the black shadow on their heads. A black-clothed blood clan rushed into them, and he then knocked down a group of British soldiers.

The scimitar in his hand quickly passed under their jaws, and the rise and fall were like an elegant dance. Within several breaths, the nine-person patrol team was killed. The blood moistened his dry source, making the blood light on the bat wings behind him become stronger and stronger.

The unique hotline vision of the blood clan allows them to easily detect the fluctuations of human heat energy. In addition, these blood clans are called blood sniffers, allowing them to understand the number of people and defense arrangements in this building hundreds of meters away.

Dozens of black shadows quickly took their place according to their mission and killed all those who blocked them.

When Chen Ang stepped onto the marble floor at the door of the official residence with one foot, he was like a clever eagle. Through a small turning point, he dissolved the huge kinetic energy he carried and stood steadily on the ground. The two blood clan guards opened the door for him. They first stepped forward to open the way, and Chen Ang followed slowly behind.

Two blood clan guards rushed forward like a phantom, and removed the two guards who came to investigate after hearing the movement outside. From the window and from the windowsill, more blood clans entered this luxurious residence in an orderly manner. The British High Commissioner to Egypt was a figure like the Supreme Emperor of Egypt. This commissioner was sent again by the British side after the Cairo commissioner Wingate was transformed into a blood clan by the Eye of Horus and temporarily lived in the property of the Suez Canal Company.

The blood clan surrounded the official residence, blocking the exit from the water, and quickly took over the luxurious official residence. At this time, Chen Ang led a team of blood clan guards into the white painted walnut door. He stepped on the high-end cashmere carpet produced in Egypt and walked towards the owner's reception room. The official residence was generally European style, but also had a strong Egyptian style, and the reception room was also arranged according to the traditional British layout.

Outside the reception room, the British commissioner's entourage was still fiercely resisting. Two Indian servants who practiced yoga skills were extremely difficult. They were strong in spirit and tough in body. Because of the practice of yoga skills and ancient Indian martial arts, their bodies could be bent into various incredible forms at any time to use various strange moves.

A blood clan guard beside Chen Ang, with two "tables" sounds, and a little force was applied to the ceiling on the wall next to him. He turned the scimitar in his hand slightly at his wrist, holding the handle inverted, and twisted the throat of a Sikh servant like a poisonous snake. When the double-held scimitar was twisted with force, a big head flew up.

Without any hesitation, he raised his leg and kicked the body away. At the same time, the scimitar in his hand broke through the wind and drew a strange curve to cut the second person's throat.

The British commissioner roared in anger from the reception room: "Who are you?"

Several guards blocked the door of the reception room. They had already repelled two waves of attacks from the blood clan, and had paid a tragic price for this. The bodies of several people were lying on the ground, and the injured blood clan had recovered with the blood supplemented by other guards in the official residence.

Chen Ang walked slowly towards the reception room while stepping on the Indian body. He said in a deep voice: "You should know us, specialist! Aren't you looking for us? Now, we are here!"
Chapter completed!