The Mayflower unveiled the wave of immigration to North America in Europe. One night one and two months after the Mayflower arrived in North America, a medium-sized three-masted sailboat, carrying more than 200 passengers, crawling on the turbulent seas with more than 200 passengers. There is no record of this sailboat in history, and the passengers above him are the standard candidates for the forefathers of the United States: robbers, gangsters, bankrupt small businessmen, and exiled prisoners. In Europe, these social garbage will become the elites of a new country in the future.

The lateral current rushes to the sailboat's hull, and half of the sails drives the cables to moan "crunch" in the strong lateral wind. The hull appears in the waves and shives violently.

The passengers were lying carefully in the cabin, praying wildly in their hearts that all the wonderful people's owed in the first half of their lives would be filled in at one time today. God would be happy, right? There was only one person, a middle-aged man in a black robe, who grabbed the cabin door with his left hand and poked his head out to look at something.

A lightning flashed down, and a dozen spherical lightnings swam on the mast of the ship, looking like ghosts.

A crew member with a rope tied around his waist walked over with difficulty and shouted: "Damn it, go back to the cabin, don't let us waste time taking care of you, who do you think you are? Are you aristocrat?"

The man in black showed a strange smile: "I have the title of the Count, sir."

The crew was stunned for a moment, spat hard, climbed towards the second mast of the ship, and according to the captain's instructions, he slashed off the cable with an axe, causing the sails to fall down.

The man in black took advantage of another lightning light and saw a faint black shadow appearing on the sea in front of the ship. He murmured in a low voice: "Oh? Are you going to arrive? The wild new continent? A wonderful place full of gold? I hope those people won't think of this, but can these crew members keep their secrets? Of course not, for a gold coin, they can sell me 100 times. I am not as valuable as Christ. His life is at least exchanged for a bag of silver coin."

The man in black looked at the passengers in the cabin strangely, turned his head and looked at the land in front, whispering: "It's about ten miles away? In such a weather, it's impossible for ordinary people to get ashore alive, right?"

The man in black changed his face several times, and he finally nodded softly: "It shouldn't be alive, right? Ten miles, can I still hold on to ten miles with my strength? It should be OK... Maybe, it should be OK."

His heart was tilted, he paused hard, and roared at the dark sky. A hazy and holy white light enveloped him, breaking through the air like a meteor. The crew members who were struggling to tie things on the deck knelt down in horror and muttered endlessly. A thick cross-sacred light had already roared out of the meteor, shattering the bow of the sailboat into pieces.

The meteor transformed by the man in black rushed towards the North American continent with the help of the recoil force of the "Holy Light Cross Sword", and the poor sailboat was swept by the wind and waves, and a large amount of sea water poured into the hole with a diameter of more than five meters. The sailboat had no time to struggle, and had been overturned by the wind and waves, and then turned into pieces.

The white meteor was moving rapidly in the wind and waves, and the injuries suffered when he escaped from Rome began to take place again. The man in black tried to support him. When he was only more than fifty meters away from the coast, a thick lightning slashed straight from the sky and hit his waist... The white meteor sank down and fell into the sea.

The wind and waves were tight all night, and at dawn, it seemed that the wind and waves were tired, so they sneaked back to their home to rest. Countless rags were swept to the beach by the wind and waves. Wooden barrels, wooden chips, rags, various utensils, and the biggest garbage, that was people.

Straws of thin white mist were tangled on the beach. The waves that were so crazy and raging last night were so docile that they were as gentle as puppy, gently licking everything on the beach with their white tongue. Several big deer cautiously walked out of the forest on the shore, looked around with their big heads, jumped gently and happily to the beach, and gently licking the salt on the beach with their moist tongue.

The broken wooden boards of the sailboat were washed up. It seemed that in addition to the nameless sailboat, at least three sailboats were killed in the storm.

A dozen Indians covered in red or white bodies walked out of the woods. They were used to wandering around the beach after the storm to see if they could pick up some useful things. Often, their harvest did not disappoint them.

The deer heard the footsteps and ran away quickly one by one. Several Indians were caught off guard. The javelins in their hands had just been thrown out, but they almost almost stabbed the tail of a deer. Several Indians laughed "hehehehehe" and the people who threw the javelin shook their heads helplessly, laughed a few times, and walked towards the javelins that they were stuck on the beach. The other people had already started searching nearby, happily picking up items such as pipes, tea cups, spoons, etc.

The few people who went to pick up the javelin suddenly started to scream in horror. The other people hurriedly held their weapons tightly and rushed over. A man in black, a man in black with broken clothes and a sandy hair and beard were shakingly standing up from a pile of kelp and other garbage, glanced up and down at his body for a while, and bursts of smug laughter.

The Indians looked at the guy blankly and asked him in half-baked English that he had just learned: "Sir, are you... okay?"

The man in black ignored their inquiry, spread his tightly held left hand towards the direction of the sun rising, and a crystal clear, emitting dazzling golden light lies in the palm of his hand. The Indians came over curiously, and a strong white energy had already come out of the man in black, swept towards their necks, and seven or eight heads flew out. With the screams, a hole in the boss's neck was opened and fell to the ground.

The man in black exhausted his only remaining strength and silenced his mouth. After he looked around nervously, he held his left hand tightly, and walked towards the forest not far away.

After a long time, an Indian man who was lying on the ground moaned and moved, and climbed towards his tribe's camp with difficulty. The man in black had no strength to kill him after cutting open his companion's neck. This lucky guy crawled hard-

Early in the morning, Yi Chen was awakened by the noise outside. Many people were clamoring in a very close place outside. Yi Chen was shocked. This hotel is now a "good" place where the three forces gathered. God knows if the two sides met and were right? Yi Chen quickly jumped up and rushed out of his room. Behind, Fei Li pulled the quilt he had taken off with dissatisfaction and whispered: "Let them kill me, boss, why are you doing so hard?"

Yi Chen rushed outside and found more than a dozen hotel employees fussed around Michelle's room door, and Dracula and several vampires kept guarding the door tightly. Dracula was almost scattered and shouted arrogantly: "It's her business for us Michelle baby, and you have no right to interfere."

Yi Chen frowned and looked in through the wide open door. On the balcony of the living room, Mixue'er was standing on the railing with a smile and jumping and shouting: "Wow, the weather is so good... I see so far... Hehe, I don't know what it smells like to jump down."

Yi Chen almost fainted, no wonder the people in the hotel were so nervous. Michelle was simply a little devil... As for Dracula and the others, maybe the hotel would complain to the New York Police Department, complaining about their abuse of children and intentionally causing a little girl to commit suicide.

A laughing voice sounded: "Haha, what a cute little girl, haha... Hey, what are these people doing around them? People like to play on it, what does it have to do with these guys?" Yi Chen turned around, Tian Leizi touched his belly, and took three beast spirits to watch the fun.

Dracula said in a deep voice: "Yes, you think these people are too boring, right?" He used pure Chinese accent.

Tian Leizi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I'm so stupid. You bat spirits are not afraid of falling to death anyway..." Tian Leizi's mouth never accumulates virtue, so he simply pointed out the identity of Durcula and the others.

Dracula's face changed and she roared in a low voice: "Don't treat us as damn low-level creatures, do you understand? Dead old man."

Tian Leizi smiled and said, "Well, you are the one who is in your ancestors, you are old or me? Master Dao, I am, this year, um, about four hundred years old, how many are you?"

Dracula was stunned and muttered in her heart: "It seems that I was scolding the wrong person, but if humans were not older than me, how could they have a little more strength than me?"

Yi Chen leaned weakly against the wall. He told Tian Leizi not to provoke Drakura and the others, but Tian Leizi was obviously just afraid that the world would not be in chaos. He would not want the monks of Dunjia and the Five Elements to fight against the Dark Conflict Group? However... Yi Chen had another thought in his mind: "Damn, why can't the monks and the Dark Conflict Group join forces? Damn..."

Let Yi Chen have a bad mind there. At this moment, at the New York Police Station, their head boss had already signed a resignation letter with trembling hands, and muttered in a low voice: "God, I won't do this job anymore, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy... The world is crazy..."

The three senior police officers looked helplessly at their boss who was on the verge of collapse and asked helplessly: "Director, the witnesses outside are almost crazy, including one of our police officers. What should we do if we deal with it?"

The director looked at them blankly and showed a strange smile: "I have resigned. I don't care about these things anymore. If it is a dozen witnesses, we can shut up and throw all the information into the garbage dump. However, there are thousands of witnesses this time. I have no choice but to let the New York City Hall deal with it."

The door of his office was rudely pushed open, and three cool guys in black suits and black sunglasses walked in and said in a cold tone: "No, dear Director, your resignation letter has been rejected. You don't need to send it up... You must stick to your post, do you understand? In extraordinary times, we need an experienced person to assist us... Of course, at the same time, your office building has been requisitioned by us."

The tallest police officer forced himself over, slowly touched his gun with his right hand, and roared at the three men in black: "What are you? What are you doing here? Recruiting our building? Do you think you are Maninblack? Damn...oh..."

The man in black in the center simply punched his stomach. The police officer, who was nearly two meters tall, suddenly retching and fainted on the ground. The man in black who hit the man smiled: "We are from the top secret investigation department of the United States, maybe we are Maninblack." The three men in black smiled and said to the other three stunned people in the office: "Our power guarantees that we can do whatever we need, so... do as we told. OK? Gentlemen, you should work."

The man in black in the center raised a finger and shrewd gently, "The first thing is to shut up the bastards outside. Of course, we need to take a little special means. Dear sir, give us a huge hall, okay? Our hypnotic masters can make them completely forget everything..."

As if he was truly hypnotized, the director holding the letter of resignation in his hand tore his letter to pieces, while the other two police officers walked out in big strides and roared: "Damn it, what are you bastards doing? Well, gentlemen, ladies, we will give you an explanation for everything you see, come, come, yes, go to the garage in the basement, where everything is answered."

A dozen men in black immediately followed the two officers. After the witnesses who reported the case left, a large number of men in black flocked into the office building of the New York Police Department, began to set up strange instruments, and drove the officers out like livestock, leaving only those senior officers to "cooperate" with their work-

Tian Leizi smiled and hooked up with Dcula in Yi Chen's stunned eyes. The two toasted each other and then killed the wine in the glass in one sip. Michelle saw that everyone in the hotel had left, and she flew up in the room and shouted: "I'm going to shop, I'm going to shop... Shabiya, Kru... Well, there are Yi, Jester and Chekov, all accompany me to go shopping."

Yi Chen shrugged helplessly, Durcula smiled and looked at Yi Chen with a threatening look. Yi Chen nodded and yawned: "Okay, Miss, I'll go change my clothes now... Two, talk slowly, talk slowly, of course, I don't know two."

Mixue'er cheered and threw herself on Yi Chen's body, knocking on Yi Chen's head, forcing Yi Chen out as if riding a horse. Shabiya and Kru showed gleeful eyes and carefully followed more than five meters behind Yi Chen.

Dracula waved his hand and closed the door of his room. Then he said to Tian Leizi in a deep voice: "Hello, now you can tell me what you are here? Hum?"

Tian Leizi nodded and said with a smile: "We are asking for trouble for the bastards upstairs, but we don't want to have disputes with you. To be honest, you have so many people, and our masters can definitely seize the thirteen strongest ones of you, but our disciples may not be able to deal with your subordinates, so don't misunderstand when we take action."

Dracula frowned, gently stroked his gray hair, nodded, and whispered: "Ah, it's those Japanese? Well, the one I attacked that day was theirs, right? That kind of thing called ninja... Are there a young man in a wide cloth robe among you... Is there a young man in a wide cloth robe?"

Tian Leizi laughed awkwardly: "Ah, that's right, there are many young people among us. Of course, it's compared with you...hahahahahaha."

Dracula looked at Tian Leizi viciously and said with a grim voice: "So, that guy, that guy who fought with me, is yours?"

Tian Leizi said frankly: "If he takes action seriously, you are not the opponent, because at most you can tie me, and he... the strength of the leader of Xiaoyao is far superior to that of me."

Dracula was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "What kind of creature are you? Are you a higher creature like us, a non-human one?"

Tian Leizi was stunned for a long time. How to explain this?—

In the center of Manhattan, a black building stacked layer by layer like a tower. At the top of the building is inlaid with a huge, crescent moon sign. There is a green space about a hundred meters wide around the building, and an iron net as high as ten meters is surrounded by an iron net.

A black Lincoln car slowly drove into the iron net and parked at the entrance of the building. A middle-aged man with brown skin, wearing a brown suit, and a strangely thick hair. He got out of the car with a few young people with equally weird decorations and lit up the badge made of the skull on his hands. The iron door at the entrance automatically slid gently, and the middle-aged man walked in with the people, and the iron door immediately closed lightly.

In the hall inside the gate, more than thirty young men with light brown skin, standing in a circle with various automatic weapons in hand. When they saw the middle-aged man coming in, they immediately bent down respectfully and said, "Welcome, priest Habbi." The priest nodded and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, pay attention... I have some bad premonition recently, and the scarlet blood is approaching our tribe. Be careful, warriors."

These young men nodded silently and grabbed the weapon in their hands.

In a high-rise building opposite the building, Galanti put down the telescope in her hand and hummed: "Lonan, my old friend, these damn Indians... I can't feel that there is a force in the building that can threaten us. Where are you?"

Luonan glared at Galanti: "Garanti, have you forgotten? The scarab can conceal all the energy breath within five hundred meters near it, and we cannot sense anything in that building."

Galanti slapped his forehead suddenly: "Oh, God, I was neglected... Of course, Luonan, you know much more about scarab than me. This, I know it is a priceless treasure, but can you tell me what it actually has..."

Lonan shook his head quickly: "Shh, Galanti, Your Majesty the Pope will not be happy about you asking this. Of course, it is said that it is a little beetle that was once blessed by Lord Christ, oh, who knows? Anyway, it has infinite power."

Galanti's eyes lit up: "Strength?"

Luo Nan smiled softly: "Strength! Power is power."

Galanti murmured in a low voice: "No wonder your Majesty is eager to find it... Well, our movements need to speed up. I feel that New York has been very uneasy recently, and several inexplicable forces have joined in."

Luo Nan frowned: "My premonition is not a very auspicious premonition. Well, 'Loading Moon', the most powerful tribe among the Indians, what kind of strength can they have now?"—

Mixueer grabbed Yi Chen's ear and crawled directly from him to Feili's bed, slapped Feili's face and shouted: "Sister Feili, get up, let's go shopping...hehehe."

Fei Li suddenly opened her eyes wide and became a mess with Mi Xueer. The two of them smiled and made a fuss, regardless of Yi Chen next to her, and their faces became more and more bitter.

In the residence of Juhua and others upstairs, Elder Longshan was shouting loudly: "Holy See? What we meet must be people from the Holy See, they are not very powerful. The samurai of our Great Japanese Empire can definitely destroy them. Yamaguchi Ki went back, and we just happened to teach the Holy See a lesson on their behalf... Haha..."

The other elders nodded proudly. After all, judging from the competition last night, their warriors still took a lot of advantage.

Of course, there was still a clear-headed elder who spoke: "So, should we mobilize more people?"

All the elders nodded slightly, but it became their problem again which force of manpower to mobilize.
Chapter completed!