Kane's large number of troops were divided into more than a dozen times and rushed towards the London Airport. Just as Kane's own car left the gate of the "Dark Devil" security company, Sakura also stepped into the gate of the "Chinatown". Almost at the same time, three masked men rushed into an office of the Royal Academy of Sciences, shot the white-haired Zoren Honorary Director to death, and then threw more than 30 grenades randomly, blowing up some Royal Academy of Sciences buildings.

The police came roaring at the news. When they were surveying the scene, they looked at the iron lumps on the ground incredibly puzzled. More than half of the riveted rings were thrown out before they were pulled down. Is there such a fool killer in the world?

Dracula, who followed Sakura into the "Chinatown", was very happy. The batch of pistols and grenades sold to them by Yi Chen were finally useful, although he just killed an old man who had no ability to resist. Dracula thought proudly: "The power of this pistol is still very great for ordinary people. If I sucked the blood of that little Zoren, how could it be so shocking? People outside wouldn't run around, right?"

The two great dukes behind him, the one on the left, couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, did you not pull the ring when you threw the grenade just now?"

Dracula looked at him in surprise: "Does it take a ring to throw a grenade? Why?"

Sakura in front stopped hearing the sound, turned around and looked at Dracula with a smile: "Hello Mr. Dracula. It's been a long time since I saw you. Are you in good health recently?" Sakura felt funny when she heard the conversation between Dracula and the great duke. Where did these old vampires go to throw grenades?

Durcula squeezed out a few smiles and walked up and said with a smile: "Oh, are our Sakura kids healthy? Well, I heard that your injury is quite serious. At least you will have to lie down for a few months. Why do you wake up so quickly? As for me, you also know that human diseases do not harm me at all."

Ying smiled lightly and bowed slightly and said, "That's good. I have re-understood our mind method. Therefore, the injury healed very quickly, which made you worried."

Chekov walked over them like a ghost, straightened his eyes, went straight to the bar, carried four bottles of strong wine and left, muttering: "Is the European Space Agency amazing? Look at how I raped your server, what shameful things did you put in it? There were actually nine different hardware firewalls set up. Fuck, it must be countless top-quality adult videos. Fuck, let's see how I raped you..."

Several people looked at Chekov with their eyes straight, swaying their bodies numbly, and their fingers raised their fingers to pry a bottle of wine, and put a few sips of wine in the corner of their mouths. The wine in the corners of their mouths flashed into a dark corner and disappeared.

Jester lay on the railing of the stairs and shook his head, waved to Ying, "Yang, you are still alive, it's rare... Alas, I thought Chekov would be honest with a person he pursued, but now it seems that computers are his first wife, and beauty is just the second place. Tsk tsk, are you looking for the boss? He is gambling cards upstairs." Jester was a little surprised. Why did Ying's injury heal so quickly? He understood how much damage Yi Chen's fists caused to Ying's body. It was impossible to recover in less than a year. Unexpectedly...

Durcula raised his eyebrows and rushed up a little anxiously. The two great dukes looked at each other and followed closely. Sakura smiled and walked to Jester and bowed, "Oh, Mr. Jester, it's been a long time since we've seen you. Well, it's really not easy for Sakura to survive this time. I'm going to discuss something about Yi."

Jester just slid down on the railing and muttered, "You can take the elevator up by yourself. I'll go see Chekov. Be careful that he will not be able to deal with that server for a while. If he kills half of all the servers in Europe, it will be troublesome... The boss said that he should not cause big trouble."

Sakura shrugged and whispered, "I'm in good health, I don't have to take the elevator." His figure shook and he quickly walked up to the top floor.

Yi Chen was knocked away from the card table by Dracula, shook his head and sighed, standing in the middle of the lounge, muttering: "Why do you old guys like to bet on cards? This is not a good habit, it's really. Ah, Sakura, are you in good health? He recovered so quickly? I'm so sorry, I've had too much work recently, I don't have time to see you, when did you wake up."

Sakura smiled habitually, then bowed slightly and said, "Oh, I just woke up yesterday and something happened. I want to ask you if there is any good solution."

Yi Chen greeted Ying and walked to the row of sofas by the window. He picked up three huge blood-red scorpions from the sofa and threw them into a corner of the room. He pointed and said, "Oh, please sit down... Don't worry, don't worry, there are only three of them, all of them are male, they can't lay eggs, so there will be no little scorpions. Well, please sit down, it's safe now... Mr. Gore, come on wine. What's wrong with you?"

Sakura nodded slightly, looked carefully at the sofa seat cushion, and then slowly sat down. The three scorpions just now flew past with a strange fishy storm. Sakura, who had dealt with poisons on Mount Fuji, knew how powerful these things were. Although her power has increased to a higher level, she did not dare to be careless at all.

Gore walked over with a cart of wine. When he saw Ying, he showed a honest smile: "Master Ying, are you in good health? This is really good news. Well, to celebrate your recovery, I will make a special cup of 'Deep Blue of the Sea' that I invented myself. It tastes unique..." Gore muttered to himself: "It's strange, the boss's punches were enough to kill him, why did it get better so soon? The boss is not a person who can show mercy. Well, the mysterious East has too many weird things."

Yi Chen was not surprised why Ying's body recovered so quickly, because Yi Chen could clearly feel that Ying's power had risen to a terrifying level, and the dark energy in her body was like a black hole, and was crazyly absorbing the energy that could be used by the outside world. Yi Chen had no doubt that if Ying wanted to, he could directly absorb the person's anger from the human body to strengthen himself. In short, Ying had a change in her body, but Yi Chen knew the result was enough. As for the process, Yi Chen was very interested.

Yi Chen poured himself a glass of wine casually and asked: "Yinghua, what's the problem? Isn't everything normal now?"

Sakura shook her head and said, "No, it's abnormal. Juhua wants to interrogate me and pursue me for killing so many special masters. Especially Teacher Iwata, who was killed by the people of the Holy See, and there was a great shock in Juhua. Yamaguchi Group sent someone to take over the London branch. I just woke up and they asked me to return to Japan. This is impossible, right? I finally made friends with you, finally opened this smuggling line, and they actually wanted to take everything from me."

Yi Chen's hand was shaking a few times and whispered: "That is to say..."

Sakura nodded: "I killed three senior assistants sent by Yamaguchi Ki and took over the London branch again. However, about two-thirds of the people in the London branch now chose to leave me, and only a few people stayed." Sakura sighed helplessly. The genitals he had finally bought were destroyed in Austria. How could he not feel sorry for? Now there is no family fortune at all, and even those who stayed, their intentions are still unsure.

Yi Chen asked him: "So, what are you going to do now? Will you go to war with the Japanese Juhua headquarters with all your might?"

Ying looked at Yi Chen pitifully: "So, I'll ask for your opinion."

Yi Chen leaned on the sofa and suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Oh, a very interesting thing. Ying, if you don't mind my presumption, you can talk about it... Well, your life experience? I'm very curious." Yi Chen's tone changed and turned the topic to the question of how a big scar for Ying was.

Ying's face changed slightly, and she suddenly smiled and said, "Well, I know I can't hide it from you. You saw it when we first met, right? Well, my reaction that day was a bit abnormal. Yamaguchi Ki, although he is my father, I have no feelings for him. Since he abandoned me and my mother, he found out later that I was a boy and took me back to the Lin family. The thing about feelings does not exist... What else do you need to add?"

Yi Chen bounced his finger and said easily: "No need to add it. Since you have no relationship with Mr. Yamaguchi, things are too easy to solve. You might as well oppose them and reorganize Juhua yourself."

Ying was stunned when she heard this: "Oh my God, I reorganized Juhua by myself? How could it be? My subordinates now have less than a hundred people, and Juhua is such a huge organization. Yamaguchi Group is just his peripheral branch, and the Lin family is part of the four major families."

Yi Chen pointed out Dracula, and asked with a lazy and malicious smile: "Mr. Dracula, Oh, Your Highness, Your Highness, Dracula, are our children in trouble? Are you interested in helping him? With our current personnel, well, you should be able to let those ninjas of Juhua enjoy it? If our Dark Controversy Army raided Japan, would it be a very wonderful thing?"

Sakura's mouth widened, and she took the "Deep Blue of the Sea" handed over by Gore, and could no longer speak.

Dracula muttered: "Attacking Japan? What are the benefits? Of course, if the ninja's inside, their masters are only similar to the level of the old man Iwata, I can wipe them out alone, right?"

Yi Chen used his three-inch tongue to bewitch him, saying, "Think about it, if our child Sakura becomes the leader of the new Juhua, then he can use Japanese gangs to control most Japanese companies and make friends with senior Japanese officials. The products of the Philips family can directly enter the Japanese market. Japan is one of the most closed markets in the world. Besides, if the blood clan can establish a base camp in Japan, it may control Southeast Asia, where there are a large population, what a fertile piece of land."

Dracula and the other big dukes who were playing cards slowly put down the poker in their hands, and looked at Yi Chen with divine light flashing in their eyes, exchanging a wink between them.

Yi Chen stood up excitedly and shouted: "Yes, since you can easily sweep them... Look, Sakura unifies the underworld of Japan by then, and it can become another powerful peripheral pillar of our congress. We complement and support each other, and our strength to fight against the Holy See will be even stronger. I really don't understand what the blood clan or the dark congress have been doing in the past few hundred years? Haven't you ever thought about this? In places where the power of the Holy See cannot reach, develop your own power with all your might."

Dracula shrugged: "Yes, the Holy See has always been very strict with us. We cannot make a big move to Asia, as it will make the Holy See immediately. The Americas have the territory of our blood clan, but they are descendants of the immigrants in the Age of Discovery, and we did not send forces there on a large scale. So the blood clan in the Americas is very weak, hum..." Dracula remembered what happened in New York again.

Yi Chen killed the wine in the glass in one sip, squinted his eyes and said, "Of course, but that's the past. Isn't the Holy See preparing for an expedition? They're expeditioning China, and we're expeditioning Japan. They will encounter their strongest enemy in their lives, and the opponents in front of us are relatively weak and cannot stand our full attack. The Holy See may fail, and we will definitely win... Mr. Durcula, imagine that Japan now has a population of 150 million, what a huge market this is... If the Philips family's business can occupy an average market share... Sakura, do you agree with this ratio?"

Ying murmured: "Of course, of course, if I can reorganize Juhua, it will not be a problem...but..."

Yi Chen raised his empty cup and shouted: "That's right, it's really right. As the president of the Philips family's European company, I need to consider the interests of the company. Well... the next market goal is Japan, and then start invading from Japan and controlling the entire Southeast Asia. Is it a good plan?"

Ying Dai asked Yi Chen: "Yi, what about China's market? Isn't it bigger?"

Yi Chen turned around suddenly, jumped to Ying like the wind, approached his face, with an incredible look on his face, and shook his head and said, "Oh my God, Ying, don't you know the terror of the Chinese monks? Mr. Durcula knows, ask him, are they willing to deal with the Chinese monks? Without strong force as a backing, I cannot completely control the administration and legal system of a region. I never go there to do business... I only make huge profits, and I never look down on those 10% of the meager profits."

Dracula finally nodded heavily and said with a smile: "Yi, your plan is very good. If you need action, our Philips family and... fully support your plan." He began to calculate that the secret power of the blood clan has now developed to an outrageous level, and the daily blood supply has to be solved by opening a blood station (the reduction in blood sources in several major hospitals in Europe recently has something to do with this). If you can open a base camp in densely populated Asia, it is a rare development opportunity for the entire blood clan.

Of course, Dracula was not very interested in what Yi Chen said about developing the Philips family's business. After all, money is not very useful to the blood clan, and there is food everywhere, and the Philips family's money has rarely been used up.

Yi Chen smiled and bowed slightly to Dracula, turned around and asked Ying, "So, Ying, what do you mean? Of course, maybe you can't bear it, maybe you think it's too cruel, after all, we have to use violent means to solve these problems, right? Among them, there are friends you grew up with? You may need to cut off their heads with your own hands? But think about it, how wonderful it is to have a brand new flower, a flower that works exactly as you want, and a flower that grows and develops under the alliance of me and other forces?"

Sakura bit his lips, and after three seconds, he killed the cup of 'Sea Deep Blue' in one mouthful, nodding and said, "Agree, they did not follow the rules first... They have no feelings for me, so why should I show mercy to them? If I can master Juhua, I swear that Juhua will become your eternal ally."

What Sakura felt most wronged was that Juhua actually wanted to interrogate herself. Don’t they know that this was all the mistakes of the Holy See? Sakura felt that she was regarded as a scapegoat. He didn’t want to squat in the dungeon of Mount Fuji for decades. If he didn’t seize this opportunity and fight back, he might be extremely bleak in the future.

Yi Chen threw away the cup excitedly. Gore grabbed it with one hand. Yi Chen rubbed his hands and said, "Then, we need to make a good plan. Well, I can send about 3,000 gunmen to sneak to Japan. After all, I have to be afraid of them first. Only these guys can understand that Sakura is their real master. Of course, we need a large number of masters, a large number of masters from the Dark Controversy Group and masters from the Blood Clan to Japan. Ah, how much does it cost to buy a piece of land in Tokyo? Well, if I operate, there is no money...hehe."

"Well, we kill those old guys and then use violence to suppress those young people. Sakura promises them benefits, and can even give them a little practical benefit on the spot. Then reintegrate the internal system of Juhua to let the people from the families they have hatred be mixed together and become a new combination. It's so perfect... The land acquired is used to build a building, in the most prosperous area of ​​Tokyo. Well, this is the base camp of the blood clan in Japan...hehe."

"Of course, funds are a problem. I can get the land by extortion. Construction is not a problem. How much does a building cost? We need a large amount of funds to buy the Japanese politicians. Well, violent threats are indispensable. Phil, Mr. Phil, come in... I need a senior killer of about 300 people. I want them to kidnap and coerce certain people. Of course, I will use it in the future, but contact me first..."

Yi Chen's eyes began to shine: "Gentlemen, my arms can finally be used to test their power. Ah, those self-propelled mortars used to bombard the ninja headquarters of Mount Fuji, must be a very wonderful situation... Well, do you need to bring a large number of zha medicine? No, no, Japan will be our own territory, it's not good to blow it up, well, Sakura, the entire periphery of Juhua, that is, how many gangsters are there?"

Sakura and Dracula were already stunned by Yi Chen's plan. When he heard Yi Chen's question, he stuttered: "Juhua's peripheral gang has about 100,000 core members, and Yamaguchi Group is the largest... The Ninja Group is about 50,000 people, very powerful."

Yi Chen stepped in front of Dracula and asked with a smile: "Mr. Dracula, if... I mean, would it be possible if I invited several princes of the Secret Party to accompany us to Japan?"

Dracula secretly glanced at Sakura, was silent for a long time, and nodded slightly and said, "Of course, why not? If we can expand the territory of our blood clan and greatly increase our power, everyone will be interested." Dracula lowered her voice: "Brother can order them to go..."

Yi Chen nodded with satisfaction: "Then, after we have solved the witch hunters, well, we can go out after we see the opportunity of the Holy See's departure for the Eastern Expedition. I also want to ask the Dark Controversy Group to send some high-level orcs to Japan. They don't need to be very powerful. I need those orcs with huge sizes and ugly appearances."

Dracula was stunned: "Yi, of course, these actions are the stronger the better. Why do you have ugly appearances? Of course, orcs are very ugly, but why do you have to choose those ugly ones?"

Yi Chen smiled and said, "Oh, I know that Japan is a place that emphasizes the way of gods and ghosts. I want those orc brothers to pretend to be creatures like mandrills in Japanese mythology and legends to have unexpected effects, right?"

Sakura nodded in agreement with Yi Chen's proposal: "Yes, all ninjas are Shinto believers, and they are afraid of all their unknown affairs. If they see many creatures that they cannot understand, they will cause flaws in their psychology and it will be easy to deal with them. But what is the matter of a witch hunter?"

Dracula grinned, and before Yi Chen interrupted, she couldn't wait to explain to Ying how they set up a trap. Dracula screamed loudly: "Those scoundrels, those lowly things, those villains, those idiots who kill people randomly in the streets and alleys of London for a few worthless gold coins, I'm going to beat them all in one go."

Sakura stood up, bowed slightly and said, "So, Sakura is willing to serve you... She has just moved, and I don't know how my body is recovering. It's just right to find something to practice her skills. Does Mr. Durcula agree?"

Dracula nodded: "Of course, of course, why don't you agree? Well, I want to go out first, Yi, I want to contact my brother and ask him to send additional staff to London. Then when the time comes, let's charter the plane from London... Well, do you have a satellite phone here?"

Yi Chen nodded with a smile, waved his hand to signal Phil who had just come in to take Durcula out. Seeing that Durcula had made a decision, the other big dukes no longer cared about anything and focused their attention on the game again.

Yi Chen sat opposite Ying again, and Ying smiled bitterly and said, "Yi, if there are too many people coming from the dark world, how can we set off then? There are so many charter flights, it is easy for others to discover."

Yi Chen shrugged: "Oh my God, have you forgotten? The blood clan can change into very small bats. At that time, a suitcase can be filled with two hundred. No matter what Duke, Marquis, or Earl, we can take them all to Japan with just one plane. Anyway, even if they are suffocated, it will take at least a few days to suffocate. Alas, the blood clan has such a benefit. It doesn't cost much to travel around the world."

He was whining here, and the foreheads of the grand dukes next to him were sweating coldly. They could not imagine that after they became bats, they were stuffed into a small suitcase, such a terrible thing as if they were stuffed into a bat... The grand dukes looked at each other and then at Yi Chen, and a look of inexplicable fear surged in their eyes. If this was the case, it would be too embarrassing. Their dignity and their dignity were gone.

At the headquarters of the Birmingham Demon Hunter Union, several witch hunters rushed in and shouted: "Major news, major news, hey, how much is this information worth?"

A receptionist slackenedly raised his head from the pile of newspapers and said weakly: "What big news? Let's talk about it, don't use the things that happened to find a low-level puppet to deal with me. The boss is unhappy about these things. Recently, the funds are tight and there is no money to deal with those little guys. The police can deal with them without us taking action."

A witch hunter said excitedly: "Several counts, six or eight? Maybe ten, haha, they led a group of vampires to prepare for a resurrection ceremony in London. We have already investigated that location, which is very gloomy and terrifying. Isn't this big news? Well, let me know the boss and see what his opinion is."

A man's heavy voice came down from the stairs at the end of the hall: "No need to inform me, I heard... Well, is the news reliable? Six counts? Damn, who are they going to resurrect?"

Accompanied by this heavy sound, the wooden boards of the stairs made a "squeak, squeak" overwhelmed. A tall figure slowly walked down, his black hair was messy, and there were five deep claw marks on his face. One of them passed through his left eye, so his left eye was now covered with a black condom. His muscles were extremely developed, and he looked like an ogre in a fairy tale. His rude face was so ugly that he was tightly pinched together, and his huge fists were tightly pinched together.

The witch hunter just now lowered his tone and reported carefully: "Boss, Charles, it's Vatica. They are going to resurrect Vatica, the famous butcher."

Charlie sighed: "So it's him? No wonder, no wonder they actually gathered six earls. This is also a relatively powerful force among the current blood clan, right? They have also invested in it, so we have to invest some money... Well, summon everyone back, we are going to London to wipe them out. If this mission is completed smoothly, we can definitely give those dirty and lowly vampires a heavy blow... Haha, six earls? Very good, very good, I can deal with one, or the others, it depends on yours."

These witch hunters and the receptionist immediately flattered. Without exception, the boss is so brave and great that one person can deal with an earl...

The urgent order was issued through several secret channels, requiring all the witch hunters to return to their headquarters within half a month, or to gather in London's strongholds nearby. The witch hunter world was immediately excited, and they rushed to Birmingham and London like wolf smelling meat.

Vatican.

The wind was sunny and tourists were flying. Galanti stood at the Grand Highness who had just been repaired, and watched the crowds of people wandering around coldly. The cameras and cameras in her hands were frantically photographing the scenery that Galanti had been bored with for a long time. He cursed in a low voice: "A bunch of idiots, what's the best thing about these palaces?"

Philot walked slowly behind him and whispered, "Ah, Galanti, are you getting better?"

A cold smile appeared on Galanti's handsome face: "Of course, lord referee, I'm fine."

Philote nodded: "Well, I am going to give you greater power, so you must control your mind and not let him deviate. Do you understand? A temporary setback is not a big deal... Your Majesty has always admired you very much, saying that you are a very reliable and capable person, so your future is unlimited. Don't let your mind fall down because of some things."

Galanti bowed respectfully: "Yes, dear referee, I have always regarded you as my teacher. I have been serving you since I entered the Holy See, and I accept all your opinions."

Philote nodded, and a fierce murderous aura suddenly flashed on his face: "Of course, I will not let them go by those four bastards who gave up on you in the face of the battle... Do they think that if they rely on those archbishops in the cardinals, they will not take us seriously? I will slowly deal with them, but, Galanti, don't touch them before the Eastern Expedition, we still need their strength, do you understand?"

A cold light flashed in Galanti's eyes: "Where is the end of the Eastern Expedition?"

Philot smiled sinisterly: "Oh, Galanti, after the Eastern Expedition, if they still have their lives, then... I am the second-ranked person in the Holy See, right? I want to train you to the third-ranked one... Humph, what are they? Humph, our Inquisition is not the tool of their archbishops. We must have our own power." Philot seemed to have forgotten that in some sense, the Pope is also an archbishop in the Cardinal, but it is just an improved and upgraded version.

Galanti nodded and raised her head with a smile. Yes, it was just that there was a lack of an organ on her body. So what? Anyway, power, power and status are the most important things. He frowned: "Sir, why does the helicopter in the sky look so weird? It has been flying three times around the same trajectory. When can these guys be allowed to enter and exit the Vatican?"

Philot also changed his face: "Damn it, is it the TV station's people who came to shoot the scenery? We should notify us early on these things... Well? No, there is no sign of the TV station I am familiar with. What do they do?"

Galanti shook her head, signaling that she didn't know.

On the helicopter, the two gunmen had already found two targets worth attacking through the sight, namely Galanti and Filot. Who told them that their clothes were very different from those nearby clergymen? Especially when the clergymen who were coming and going around bowed respectfully to the two, fools knew that they were senior people... Yi Chen gave a secret reward that was not light.

A gunman carried a rocket launcher and fired a shot at the steps where Galanti and the others stood, then quickly lay on the deck of the cabin, aimed slightly, and pulled the trigger.

Filot and Galanti watched as a ray of white smoke approached, and quickly jumped over, and the explosion of fire and air waves followed them tightly. Then, countless bullets roared past their side, and accidentally injured several passers-by and weak clergy.

Galanti roared: "Damn it, those inexplicable killers."

Philot was also angry. When did the Vatican become a place for these sinners to attack and kill people? They still didn't take God in their eyes. He raised his right hand trembling all over his body, and was about to slash out with a palm.

Galanti's head was pretty clear. She grabbed Philot with one hand and roared in a low voice: "Sir, there are too many tourists here, we cannot exert our strength."

Filot, stomped his feet in anger, followed Galanti up and down, avoiding the overwhelming bullets. The two gunmen on the helicopter also shouted: "Damn, we are the best snipers in the circle, but we can't actually hit an old man." They were so angry that they simply set up a light machine gun and swept it at Galanti and the others.

There was a chaos in the Vatican, and tourists and ordinary clergy fled in scattered. The powerful clergy rushed to the square with murderous intent, but they did not dare to exert their holy power in public. By accident, several loyal and loyal guys also joined the dodge of Philot and Galanti.

The Vatican is destined to make news again... Of course, the Holy See has enough power to ban these news.

Philot and the others were not in a hurry. When the gunmen's bullets were exhausted, they should have retreated, right? It's really damn
Chapter completed!