Looking at the many cars flying from all directions, Lu Zheng's brows furrowed even tighter, and he threw hundreds of punches as fast as lightning, smashing all the cars into the air.

"Boom! boom!"

Suddenly, the earth shook violently, and the buildings on both sides of the street collapsed, and countless stones fell on him.

"Whew!"

Lu Zheng's figure suddenly rushed to an altitude of 500 meters and extended the coverage of his divine sense to the maximum, but to his disappointment, even though his divine sense could cover a radius of 1,800 meters, he still failed to search for the whereabouts of the enemy.

The next moment, his eyes froze, a cold light flashed, and he snorted coldly: "I don't believe that this small world has no boundaries!"

As soon as the words fell, he flipped his hands and flew to perform the Wind Resisting Technique.

With the blessing of the Wind Resisting Technique, his speed suddenly increased several times, and he galloped in one direction.

On the roof of a tall building outside the small world, a blond-haired young man was standing there with his eyes closed, and suddenly, he opened his eyes, his face became solemn, and he said to himself: "Lord Alec is right, this yellow-skinned boy is a god-level master, and my dimensional world can't help him!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure shook and disappeared on the rooftop.

Dimensional world.

Lu Zheng only flew for two minutes before he saw the barrier of the dimensional world, raised his hand and blasted out, the barrier shattered, and he returned to the street outside the hotel.

The Divine Consciousness covered the perimeter, and finally locked onto the roof of a tall building.

"Whoosh!"

As his figure swayed, he came to the rooftop, where there was still a trace of energy fluctuations, and it seemed that the person who trapped him in the dimensional world had stayed here.

"People from the Morgan family?" Lu Zheng whispered, this was the third time he had been attacked, but he hadn't been able to get the slightest useful clue, which made him feel very passive.

"I have to find a way to turn passive into active, what should I do?" Lu Zheng groaned.

At this moment, his phone rang, it was Carl calling, for a while, Lu Zheng's eyes lit up, Carl is a member of the Blood Clan, and the Blood Clan is the three powerful families in the Dark Council, maybe he can get information about the Morgan family from them.

Telephone connection:

"My dear master, your servant Karl has arrived in Los Angeles, where are you?"

After making an appointment with Carl to meet at a place, Lu Zheng hung up the phone.

In less than half an hour, a black luxury car stopped a few meters away from Lu Zheng, Carl stepped out of the car, trotted up to meet him, and said respectfully: "Dear master, servant Carl greets you." ”

"No need to be polite. Lu Zheng waved his hand.

"Thank you hosts. Karl got up, still respectful, and said, "Master, I don't know what I can do for you?"

Lu Zheng used his divine sense to envelop himself and Carl and asked, "Do you know the Morgan family?"

Karl replied, "Yes, but I only know some of the unpopular members of the Morgan family, and my maternal grandfather, the Grand Duke of Fellier, was an old friend of Alec Morgan. ”

When Lu Zheng heard this, he was overjoyed, and finally didn't have to be blind, and continued to ask, "Who is Alec Morgan?"

Karl replied: " Alec Morgan is a second-class member of the Morgan family, and at the same time the ruler of California, he currently lives in Los Angeles, the Morgan family is one of the top families in the human race, so there are also hierarchies within them, first of all, peripheral members, then third-class members, up to the second-class, first-class and core members, the higher the level, the more wealth and power he controls, just like Alec, although he is only a second-class member, but his wealth has surpassed that of the world's richest man, Mr. Bill, and the power he controls is slightly inferior even to my maternal grandfather, you knowMy maternal grandfather was one of the few Grand Dukes of the Bloodline. ”

Hearing this, Lu Zheng had an idea in his heart: since Alec Morgan is the controller of California, then the person who attacked him should be related to Alec, and if he can be found, he may be able to get clues about his father from him.

Thinking of this, he asked Carl, "Do you know Alec Morgan's address?"

Karl shook his head: "Master, you think too highly of me, I'm just a little viscount, how can I know the address of a big man like Alec Morgan, but my grandfather must know, it's just that the old guy doesn't treat me very well, even if I go to ask to see him, he will let me get out!"

At the mention of his maternal grandfather, there was a thick resentment in Carl's tone.

"Why?" Lu Zheng was a little curious.

"Because I'm not a pure-blooded bloodline, my mother is a pureblood, and my father is a blood slave who evolved from a blood slave, and that old guy values blood very much, so in his eyes I'm a mongrel!"

"So that's what happened!" Lu Zheng suddenly realized, he patted Carl's shoulder comfortingly, and said, "Don't worry too much about this matter, take me to see that old guy, maybe I can help you vent your evil anger!"

After receiving Lu Zheng's comfort, Karl was a little moved in his heart, but immediately his brows were furrowed: "Master, although that old guy has lived for more than three hundred years, his temper is not very good, and he is not very friendly to the Huaxia people, otherwise, let's not go?"

Lu Zheng smiled confidently: "Don't worry, Carl, I'm much stronger than you think!"

"But master!" Karl was still worried.

Lu Zheng waved his hand: "Needless to say, I have to go see him!"

"Okay, master, please get in the car!" Carl's face was bitter, the Grand Duke was the top master in the blood clan, although he admitted that Lu Zheng was very strong, he didn't think that Lu Zheng could beat his maternal grandfather.

The car stopped in front of a dark old castle.

After getting out of the car, Lu Zheng let go of his divine sense and explored the ancient castle.

"I'm Karl, and I've come to see my maternal grandfather, the Grand Duke of Felille!" said Karl to the man who was guarding the castle as he proudly approached the gates.

"I'm sorry Mr. Karl, but the Duke has an order that you are not allowed to step into the castle even one step!" said the man at the gate with a smile in his eyes.

Feeling that he was being despised by the two guards, Carl couldn't help but be furious, and said coldly: "Presumptuous, I am Viscount Carl, I order you to report immediately, otherwise, I won't let you bastard go!"

The man guarding the door didn't take Carl's threat to heart at all, and sneered: "I'm sorry Mr. Carl, Mr. Duke has explained, if you want to see him, you don't need to report it, just drive him away!"

"Bastard, you're looking for death!" Karl's anger erupted, and he snapped out as fast as lightning.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, and Carl had a bloody heart in his hand.

The janitor who had his heart taken out looked at Carl suspiciously, but he didn't expect Carl to dare to kill him, you know, he was the gatekeeper of Lord Duke.

"Master, please forgive me for not being able to control my anger!" Throwing away the heart, Carl bent down to plead to Lu Zheng.

"It's okay, you're doing the right thing, those who look down on people should be taught a lesson!" Lu Zheng said slowly.

With the improvement of cultivation, Lu Zheng has gradually seen the world clearly, on the surface, everyone is talking about the law and human rights, but in fact, this world has never changed, and it has always been the supremacy of money and strength.

"Thank you for your understanding, what should we do next?" Karl asked.

"Since people won't let you in, you have to break in!" As he spoke, Lu Zheng strode out towards the gate of the ancient castle, and when he approached the gate, he slapped his palm on the huge door.

"Boom!"

Debris flew and the gate shattered.

The loud noise instantly caught the attention of the vampires inside the castle.

The afterimage flashed, and a young man with a pale face suddenly appeared, his cold gaze swept away, and when he saw Carl behind Lu Zheng, he couldn't help but show surprise: "Haha, it's actually you, the bastard, and you broke the door?"

Carl's face turned cold: "What if it's me?"

The young vampire shook his head disdainfully, as if regretful: "I don't know who gave you the guts to dare to come here to make trouble!" But the next moment, the expression on the other party's face instantly became hideous: "You bastard, you are simply a shame for our Holman family, today I, Flanders Holman want to eliminate harm for the family!"

As soon as the words fell, Flender Holman turned into an afterimage and flew towards Karl.

"Bang!"

Flender Holman only felt that one palm was infinitely enlarged in his eyes, and then, he was slapped away by that palm and smashed more than ten meters away.

Lu Zheng turned his head and said to Carl with a wrong face: "I don't like to waste time with such a small character, Carl leads the way and goes to see that old guy from Fililer!"

"Yes, master!" Karl's attitude became more and more respectful, knowing that Flender was a blood clan at the level of an earl, and he was actually slapped away by his master.

Flender, who was slapped away, slowly stood up from the ground, stared at Lu Zheng with resentful eyes, and said: "Damn yellow pig, if you dare to sneak attack the great Count of Flender, I will kill you!"

As he spoke, Flender transformed, but unlike Carl's transformation, his wings were black, and the blood-colored lines on the black wings looked particularly weird, and at the same time, his size was much larger than Carl's.

"Whoosh!"

The afterimage flashed, and the transformed Flender flew with a cold aura, and the sharp claws flashed with cold light and went straight to Lu Zheng's heart and lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

Lu Zheng waved his hand and slapped it out, like a fly, and the transformed Flender was slapped away by him again.

"Oh my God, the master is so strong!"

Carl's eyes were once again glazed and filled with shock.

Flapped twice in a row, Flender calmed down and did not rush up again, but fled.

The terrain of the castle is not complicated, and the road extends all the way inside.

Finally, Lu Zheng and Carl arrived at the core of the castle, where a large group of blood clans were already waiting, led by two middle-aged men, and Flender, who had been slapped twice by him before, stood behind them.

These two middle-aged men are much stronger than Flender, they should be a marquis-level blood clan, and their strength is close to that of a martial saint.

Among them, the slightly taller middle-aged man stared at Lu Zheng with a solemn expression and said, "I'm Donald Holman who is Your Excellency?"

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person with a hand.

Lu Zheng smiled slightly: "My name is Lu Zheng from Huaxia, and I came to ask to see Grand Duke Felile." ”

When Donald heard this, his face sank slightly: "I'm sorry Mr. Lu, my father is recuperating and I don't see outsiders, so Mr. Lu, please go back, by the way, there is another thing that Mr. Lu needs to cooperate, Karl disobeyed my father's order and stepped into the Duke Castle without authorization, so I hope Mr. Lu can leave him for disposal!"

Lu Zheng's face suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Donald with fierce eyes and said, "Carl is my servant, do you still want to keep him?"

"Mr. Lu wants you to think clearly, although you are a powerful martial artist, this is the Duke Castle!" Donald's face also turned cold, and his tone was threatening.

Lu Zheng smiled disdainfully: "What about the Duke Castle, as long as the master is not happy, he will demolish it!"