494 The alliance conference was held, and the Japanese branch betrayed again?
Chapter 495 The alliance conference was held, and the Japanese branch betrayed again?
Chicago Midway International Airport is crowded with people.
The VIP aisle was crowded with "upper-class people" from all over the world. Those who were qualified to accept invitations from the secret party were at least local snake-level mixed-race families from various regions. And these local snakes could only be regarded as accompanying guests. Those who were really invited by the secret party
, is the power of major mixed-race alliances around the world. To put it simply, it is the talker of all parties in the mixed-race world.
For example, the orthodoxy that dominates the East.
However, as a representative of orthodoxy, General Ye Zhan did not follow the crowd and take the flight here, but had already arrived secretly.
Only the representatives of the European and American Mixed Race Alliance did not choose to travel secretly, but chose ordinary flights with great fanfare. Other small and medium-sized mixed-race families with insufficient information naturally took the opportunity to join in, wanting to know more inside stories.
Today, a young man with a mustache is delivering a speech in the center of the crowd with great enthusiasm.
"The arrogant secret party now finally understands that it is not enough to kill the Dragon King on its own."
"By issuing invitations to us, they are actually asking us for help."
"Can we refuse their help? Of course not!"
"Even if the secret party has been alone for thousands of years; even if our proposal to borrow the Dragon Bone Cross some time ago was flatly rejected by them; even if they have been wary of us ordinary mixed-race families like thieves; but we still need
Help them."
"Because they are our compatriots!"
Hearing this, the audience gave warm applause.
They were very interested in the young man's interpretation, but they didn't quite understand what his purpose was. Some of the reasons why they were willing to applaud were because they really believed what he said, and more because this young man was a top-notch European and American mixed race.
The head of the family.
Anyway, you don’t need to pay for flattery, just take a few pictures.
Hearing the applause of the crowd, the young man waved his hands proudly, pressed down, and then revealed his true purpose.
"However, we can show our generosity to the Secret Party, and the Secret Party also needs to prove their sincerity to us. We will not hesitate to support the Secret Party with enough weapons and financial resources. The Secret Party should also use the results and achievements they obtained from slaying the dragon.
We share—"
Having said this, he licked his lips, and a faint golden color appeared in his eyes.
"For example...Dragon Bone Cross!"
"Judging from the information we have received, the Secret Party at least possesses the Dragon Bone Cross of Constantine, the Dragon King. This is a treasure that has never been obtained by anyone in history!"
After hearing the word "Dragon Bone Cross", many mixed-race species who were originally not interested were attracted by it.
Devouring the same kind is one of the ways for dragons to gain power. According to this law, the Dragon Bone Cross contains all the power of the Dragon King. This may be the most precious treasure in the world.
In the mixed race world, people often use "Holy Grail" instead of this title. I didn't expect this young man to be so bold.
If the secret party can hand over the dragon bone cross, even if they only get one fingernail, it will probably be an extremely powerful force!
Thinking of this, the hybrids driven by greed couldn't help but stop there, attracted by the possibility described by the young man.
The slightly smarter people quickly realized the young man's plan. They either watched the development of the situation with interest, or directly watched the excitement and joined without taking it too seriously, or sped away in disgust, or passed by indifferently.
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At the entrance to the other side of the airport, a skinny old man surrounded by several young people was also watching quietly.
The old man may have been tall originally, but he was too old after all and could only hunch down. He wore a cowhide roll-brimmed hat with a damaged police badge on his head, like a retired Texas Ranger.
"Andre's words are very effective. Although they can only attract three people, they are enough to put pressure on the secret party."
The young man behind the old man said approvingly.
Although he saw that more people had no intention of supporting it, it didn't matter. These people wouldn't object anyway, and the Secret Party still needed to face these pressures head-on.
"If the Secret Party can really let go of Dragon Bone Cross, then we will undoubtedly benefit the most. Now that Angers is gone and Frost is dead, the Secret Party cannot be as tough as before!"
Another young man also followed suit.
The destruction of the Gattuso family was a great shock to the mixed-race world, but behind the great shock was great greed.
When the mixed-race emperor dies, a new round of competition will begin, and people all want to become the new emperor.
And they are the heirs of the most powerful top family under the Gattuso family.
Hearing the words of the young man behind him, the old man had no expression on his face. Only when he heard the name "Ange", his white brows jumped slightly.
"Without Angers and the secret party of the Gattuso family, it is true that we cannot be as tough as before."
He nodded in agreement with this judgment.
Immediately, his voice changed again.
"However, this also means that the current Secret Party is no longer the opponent we were once familiar with. Do you really think this technique will be useful?"
The calculation in front of him was the work of several young people under his command. Although he did not agree with it, he did not object to it. But it was only now that he suddenly raised this question.
The young people looked at each other, some not quite understanding what their leader meant.
"Having lost Angers, hasn't the Secret Party become weaker? Since they are the ones asking for help from us, what do we have to worry about?"
The young man asked in confusion.
They are all elites in the shopping mall and are well aware of the impact of supply and demand on market changes. Now that Cassel College has been destroyed, the strength of the Secret Party has reached rock bottom. At this time, it should be the Secret Party begging them to do something. They are
There is a lot of room for bargaining, otherwise they would not use this technique to force the secret party.
It has to be said that according to common sense, their idea is not a big problem.
only--
"Many times, the unknown is scarier than the known. You will understand this in the future."
The old man shook his head and did not continue to preach in vain.
Surrounded by his disciples and grandchildren, he quickly got into a car bound for the meeting venue.
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The unknown is more terrifying than the known - this truth, the old man originally thought that these young people might not be able to truly understand until they are forty or fifty years old.
But what he didn't expect was that just half an hour later, the young people would understand this truth.
"Welcome! All tourists are welcome to come and participate in the mysterious experience, accept the education and transformation of dragon slaying doctrine, and become dragon slayers in the new era!"
"Hello everyone, if you are passing by, don't miss it! The experience camp, originally priced at US$10,000, is provided to you for free today! Today's journey can even be personally guided by the current principal. You will earn money when you come!"
"This trip will take you to explore the legendary Kassel Academy ruins, let you personally experience the Dragon King's battlefield, and there will even be surprise and mysterious activities waiting for you!"
Seeing the banners, balloons, ribbons, and the young and beautiful students appearing as flyer deliverers everywhere in the villa on the shores of Lake Michigan, all the mixed races were stunned.
In their predictions, the secret party that had suffered a catastrophe should now be in a solemn atmosphere.
Therefore, some campuses have been destroyed by the enemy, and the life or death of the former leader is uncertain. Even if all the teachers and students of the secret party do not show their determination to fight the Dragon King for life and death, and cry until dawn and night, at least the whole army must remain silent.
Bar?
But what are you doing now? If you don’t know, you might think that some third-rate attraction is holding a promotion or celebration!
A young man took a leaflet from the hand of a girl wearing a Kassel school uniform and glanced at it. It was exactly the same as the slogan they were promoting.
When he turned over the back, the young man was completely confused. There was actually a celebration behind the big red flyer.
——"Good news! Warmly celebrate the promotion of tutor Flamel to the position of principal of our school!!!".
Even the old man, who had long realized that the secret party must have a back-up plan, couldn't help but feel a black eye when he saw the huge word "Good News" on the back of the flyer.
When Angers' life or death is uncertain, you secret party put aside this celebration and still want to have a party?
I've heard that this old gangster is nothing, but I didn't expect him to be able to do this?
What Angers entrusted is inhumane!
At the right time, a young man asked in confusion.
"Who is the Flamel mentor of this generation...?"
Many young people in the new era no longer recognize this once famous bloodhound. They may remember the Flamel family, but they think that the family's heritage has long been cut off.
Hearing this question, the old man was about to continue answering.
At this moment, a wretched middle-aged and elderly man wearing beach shorts, hairy legs exposed, cartoon sunglasses, and a beer belly, surrounded by young and beautiful female students, greeted him enthusiastically and ignored the old man's words.
Defiance gave him a hug.
"Hahaha! Long time no see, Sheriff Henkel. I miss you so much!"
Under the embrace of the night watchman, Henkel felt that he was almost suffocating.
——Who the hell are you? Do I know you very well?!
The young people on the side originally wanted to rescue their leader and repel the old cowboy who dared to attack Henkel face to face. However, after seeing the orthodox representative Ye Zhan who came with him closely, everyone realized that this old cowboy
The thing is actually the current principal of the Secret Party!
So, this guy is the one who created the graveyard disco operation?
After the night watchman let go of Henkel, all parties began to greet each other.
It is said that it is the mixed-race alliance conference, and it is the top forces like them that may decide the world situation.
Not long after, almost all the mixed-race family representatives who had accepted the invitation had arrived, and their eyes were all focused on the night watchman in the center of the courtyard.
Almost everyone was a little confused by what he did. They didn't know what the secret party was doing. They couldn't just give up on themselves, right?
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the young people behind Henkel winked at each other, and the young man with a mustache immediately stood up impatiently and walked to the center of everyone's field of vision.
Although I don’t know what kind of tricks this old cowboy is, no matter how crazy he is, he can’t escape the most real relationship between pros and cons.
Although the Secret Party can invite most of the forces in the hybrid world, it cannot control them. When most of the forces in the hybrid world ask the Secret Party to share the Dragon Bone Cross, even the Secret Party cannot resist.
Those who make the cake often don't get a share of the cake. The stupid dragon slayers like the Secret Party always don't understand such a simple truth. Young people feel that they are qualified to teach the Secret Party a lesson.
"Everyone, be quiet. It's rare for us to meet each other. I have something to discuss with the secret party on behalf of everyone. I hope the principal can give me this opportunity!"
Andre raised his arms high and spoke loudly.
After seeing him, people who had listened to his speech in the airport immediately realized what he wanted to say. The supporters, those who did not care, and those with ulterior motives immediately quieted down and gave him a stage to perform.
When more than half of the people are quiet, the reactions of others no longer matter.
"I--"
Andre spoke immediately, wanting to bring up the Dragon Bone Cross, channeling everyone's greed and putting pressure on the secret party.
At this moment, the night watchman stepped forward with a smile on his face, hugged his shoulders intimately, and patted him hard several times.
"Okay! You did a good job! You are worthy of being a subordinate of Henkel, my best friend Angers' brother! I will arrange a VIP seat for you later!"
"...I, uh...thank you?"
The young man was suddenly confused and didn't know how to answer the call!
What did he do well? When did Henkel and Angers become brothers? Aren't they mortal enemies?
The young man was completely confused about the old gangster's appearance, and just when he realized that the night watchman was misinterpreting the topic, the other party already had an impassioned look on his face and continued what he said before to everyone.
"I - want to announce something to you! I originally wanted to hide this surprise from everyone, but I didn't expect that everyone here is so smart and has already guessed what the surprise I want to show you is."
"In this case, I won't hide it anymore. Today's surprise and mysterious event is to take you to meet my old friend Angers!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
No one thought about the topic Andre stirred up before. They were all stunned by the night watchman's words.
Even Henkel couldn't help but widen his eyes, revealing his golden pupils.
That old thing came back to life?
"Without further ado, let's get in the car... no, get on the plane! Let's start today's themed education activity!"
After dropping a bombshell, the night watchman clapped his hands.
More than a dozen heavy transport planes landed behind him, their huge wings turning into whirlwinds and overwhelming the lawn.
Before everyone in front of them knew what to do, they were separated into different helicopters under the guidance of young and beautiful girls.
After Andre regained consciousness, the crowd had been completely divided, and his set of remarks had no effect at all in this situation.
After realizing this, he couldn't help but feel shocked, and his eyes when he looked at the night watchman were full of shock.
It was so scary. From the moment he appeared on the stage, he had perfect control over the rhythm of the scene. Mr. Henkel was right, Kassel Academy was really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!
The helicopters took off one after another and headed to the original residence of Kassel College.
At this time, the mixed-race representatives finally confirmed that the content on the flyer was actually true, and that the Night Watch really intended to educate them on dragon-slaying doctrine.
And their first stop was the battlefield of the two dragon kings - the ruins of Kassel College!
Nothing can make people feel the cruelty of the battlefield more than observing the battlefield in person.
As the helicopter flew towards the ruins of Kassel College, Norma passed a statistician's record and conveyed a small piece of information to the night watchman.
"Among the forces that have agreed to the invitation, only representatives of the eight Sheqi families have not yet arrived."
Obviously a few days ago, the eight Sheqi families had promised to attend this mixed-race alliance meeting as school directors, but now, no one from them came.
After hearing this information, the night watchman couldn't help but murmured.
"Could it be that these guys have betrayed again?"