The first thousand five hundred and sixty-four chapters
Fox has been in charge of the Camarilla for longer than any other dynasty has been in power. Even if the wealth in his hands is not as good as that of a wealthy family like the Rothschilds, it is not far behind. All vampires have longer lifespans than humans, and they also have
Unparalleled power, it is very easy for them to accumulate wealth. Even if they bury a batch of jars and dig them out hundreds of years later, they will be antiques. If they weren't not keen on wealth, many vampires could easily surpass the Rothschild family.
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The Camarilla is known as the largest vampire alliance in the world. The wealth it controls is not actually the most important. The most important thing is the network of relationships it controls. That is thousands of times more important than wealth. Just think about some
It is enough that the rulers of the country are actually puppets controlled by the Vampire Clan. For example, the Vampire Clan is currently making a huge commotion in the Champ de Mars and no one is bothering them. This is the main reason.
Only if Dracula can master the intricate network of relationships in the hands of the Camarilla can he be considered the true overlord of the blood race. Then every step of his step will trigger a political storm. Fox cannot die, at least until he hands over this relationship.
He can't be allowed to die before the Internet is released.
Any careerist must be called a careerist on the basis of ensuring that he can survive. Otherwise, everything is empty talk. Only when you have suffered losses can you understand the painful truth. As a winner, what you think of is not to win.
Instead of using your opponent's head, you must try your best to empty your opponent's pocket.
Fox knew very well what the other party wanted, but he was not prepared to let the other party get his wish. After a burst of nervous laughter, two points of determination flashed in his blood-red eyes, and the bones all over his body made a crisp sound like fried beans. Originally,
The black robe attached to the body by the blood swayed with a bang. The former vampire overlord wanted to end his life in the most extreme way, self-destructing his blood energy.
Dracula Cage looked at all this with an indifferent expression, as if he didn't care at all that his opponent was self-destructing in front of him. He gently raised the spiritual staff in his hand, pointed the head of the staff at the center of Fox's eyebrows, and said coldly: "Is it okay if you want to self-destruct?"
?It’s a pity it’s too late.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Fox's bulging black robe softened as if an empty air bag had been punctured. The red light in his eyes quickly faded, and his eyes turned gray and black. Now he didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue.
Like a dying snake whose joints have been shaken off, even crawling is a luxury.
Dracula Cage took two steps forward, bent down and stretched out two sharp claws like knives to slowly pierce Fox's chest. Click! You could hear the sound of the claws scraping against the bones. He frowned and touched for a while.
He pulled out the two scissor-like claws and teeth, deliberately making the vampire lord suffer more.
Hey! The claws were raised to the tip of Dracula's nose. He saw a drop of pure amber blood clamped on the bloody claws. The corners of his mouth curved, showing a cold smile, and murmured to himself: "Master, the little devil finally
I can do something for you. I believe the gifts you asked for will be collected soon..."
Fox made a mistake. He didn't understand the wonders of the spiritual staff. This holy weapon of the vampires could heal the wounds of a single vampire and at the same time, it could also temporarily control his blood energy. It would be a joke if he wanted to self-destruct, and he could only let the opponent continue.
He forcibly poached the pure blood from his heart, and the blood overlord of the generation was completely reduced to a puppet starting tonight.
It's dark in Paris now, but the sun is rising in the capital of China. A good show of throwing dishes and bowls is being staged in the Yunwu Villa villa. Eve holds a large colorful vase in her hand and smashes it against the dressing table opposite with all her strength.
Bang! The vase was broken into pieces, and even the mirror on the dressing table was damaged. The shiny mercury-plated back fell to the ground, and even the angry face shining on it was broken into pieces. Mason stood with a wry smile.
At the door, he was also baffled when he saw his daughter losing her temper.
At this moment, the sleepy Xu Qing came over from behind, reached out and patted Mason on the shoulder and asked with a frown: "Mr. Mason, is she playing like that?"
Mason shook his head and whispered: "I don't know what happened to her. She was fine this morning. By the way, she made a pot of soup in the morning, but I don't know why she suddenly became like this. Look,
The poor soup pot has been destroyed by her."
Xu Qing glanced at the floor of the room. Sure enough, there was a purple clay pot that had been smashed to pieces. What seemed to be some kind of sausage was stewed in it. Several large sticks were missing. He couldn't help but asked casually: "What kind of soup is this? Sausage?"
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Mason carefully looked at some intestines scattered in the broken glass, and looked at Xu Qing thoughtfully. The expression on his face became weird. He lowered his voice and said: "Xu, if I guessed it right,
In other words, what Eve cooked was the tiger whip I brought from abroad, authentic Bengal tigers. I brought so many this time, she probably stewed them all in one pot." While speaking, she extended her palm to make positive and negative signs.
After two clicks, he brought five tiger whips.
A look of surprise appeared on Xu Qing's face, and she was really puzzled. You said it would make sense for Mason to bring tiger penis as a gift or as a tonic. What does it mean for a girl like her to stew tiger penis soup early in the morning? Is this possible?
The beautiful foreign girl has fallen in love with a young brother in the villa. Does she want to cook a pot of love tiger whip soup for him? That’s not right. She has not had any contact with outsiders these days, which is strange... Si Lai
I’m still confused about wanting to go.
In the past few days, Huang Pulan would take time to come to Yunwu Villa, so the two of them naturally had to study hard and practice Xuanyuan Nei Jing. If they had time to practice, they would make a lot of noise when it was critical. Just now, Eve was in great spirits and gave Xu Qing tiger whip soup.
Who would have thought that when I went upstairs, I heard a moan from a woman who was about to die. Her expression changed and she came down carrying a casserole, and this was a good show that overturned the jealousy.
You may still be able to find a lot of women in this world who don't eat, but you can't find any women who are not jealous. Eve is actually still in the stage of having a crush and waiting to be confessed, but she cannot be deprived of her sacred right to be jealous.
It's a trivial matter, and it doesn't matter if you waste a slap of tiger whip. The problem is that you lost your temper or you are a loser who is deliberately ruthless. This is too much of a loss.
Eve reached out and grabbed the last item that was easy to smash, a blue and white porcelain tea jar. She turned around and saw Xu Qing at the door. This made her suffocate instantly find a breakthrough. She raised the tea jar in her hand towards
He hit her with a slap in the face, and it would be unreasonable for a beautiful woman to behave wildly and roll around.
Xu Qing wouldn't let her hit her, so he reached forward and gently caught the teapot. However, the teapot didn't stay in his hand for more than two seconds, and he threw it out again, bam! The teapot was in his hand.
Eve's feet exploded into pieces, and after a sound, the room became completely silent.