European Union, Conference Room.

In the empty, lifeless hall, Councilor Curt paced up and down the conference room alone, his face anxious, as if waiting for something.

"Bang. ”

Finally, the door to the conference room was violently pushed open, and a blonde man in a black suit walked in with a stack of A4 papers in his hand, and his face was very unsightly.

"How's the data go?"

Curt asked, turning his head to look at the blonde man.

The man threw the stack of data rudely onto the conference table and spoke.

"See for yourself. ”

In the face of the blonde man's rude behavior, instead of showing displeasure, Curt immediately stepped forward, picked up the stack of A4 papers, and browsed it.

The first sheet of paper has a row of large letters written in English with simple black slashes.

'Data analysis of the battle between the white-clothed sword immortal and the guardian of the Chinese kingdom'

Unlike the other major battles of the Wang Tu, this competition took place in Yanjing, which has a large population, and many of the world's powerhouses went to Qingyun Mountain to watch it in person, and the Huaguo Military Region naturally did not release any specific data about this competition, but these powerhouses were different.

The data in the hands of the blonde man was obtained from the guardians of the pyramids in Egypt in every possible way.

Curt's eyes swept quickly across the A4 paper full of charts and words, the speed became slower and slower, and the expression on his face became more and more complicated.

After a few moments, Curt's eyes were blank, and his hands hung limply, allowing stacks of data to spill to the ground.

"Boom. ”

He swallowed and spoke in a daze.

"The physical strength alone is comparable to a miniature nuclear bomb, this white-clothed sword immortal...... Are you still human?"

All along, Curt was holding his breath in his heart, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge on the white-clothed sword immortal who humiliated him.

The blonde man shook his head and spoke helplessly.

"If it's just that the physical strength is comparable to the atomic bomb, the silver dragon, flying sword, and thunder law that he used when he fought with the guardian of Huaguo, according to the data, the power is comparable to a small nuclear bomb, and the last blow he defeated Li Qingyun is estimated to be equivalent to ......"

"An atomic bomb with a yield of 100,000 tons. ”

Hearing the blonde man say this, Curt went limped and collapsed.

At the beginning, the atomic bomb that blew up a certain island was only 20,000 tons, and the sword of Wang Tu was five times more powerful than that atomic bomb, how terrifying and terrifying!

Whether it was killing several European Guardians, defeating Team USA Captain Nicholas, or even defeating the Thirteen Knights of the Round Table and killing Haizu, Curt had a trace of fantasy in his heart, thinking that on the earth, there were still people who could defeat him and help him avenge himself, because these people were the strongest, and they were only half-step earth immortals, and they were a little higher than the cultivation of the kings.

But that Li Qingyun is thorough, he is really a living immortal!

A man that even Li Qingyun can't beat, who else can beat him on this earth?

The blonde man paused for a moment and said with a calm face.

"Just now, those underground organizations that have been in contact with us and also have a grudge against the white-clothed sword immortal have just sent out all plans to give up revenge on the white-clothed sword immortal and refuse to cooperate with us. ”

Curt collapsed on the couch, staring blankly out of the large floor-to-ceiling window, the white clouds in the sky, and there was nothing else in his eyes except for a mood called despair.

......

Los Angeles Airport, USA.

With the loud roar of the engine, a private plane with the logo of the Qunlong base slowly landed at the airport, the hatch opened, and a Chinese man in a white shirt who did not carry any packages slowly walked out of it.

When the security chief of the airport saw this, he immediately frowned unhappily and spoke.

"Chinese, or private jets? ”

After simply sending a message to the chairman of the airport, he pushed the people in the security room, huddled together with a face, and stopped in the direction where the man was slowly walking.

"Please show your ID. ”

The chief security guard rolled his eyes, looked the young man in white up and down, and shouted.

Not to mention that before this, no private plane at Los Angeles Airport dared to stop in the center of the waterway so openly, and this was actually a Chinese, which was even more unbearable.

The young man in white ignored the chief security guard who stopped him from the side, and walked directly to the airport hall, he was ignored, and the two bruises on the security chief's face burst out, and he shouted loudly.

"Arrest this smuggled Chinese monkey for me!"

More than a dozen security guards rushed out of the corner, holding a throwing stick in their hands, glaring angrily at the young man in white, surrounding him, and when he was about to rush up, a serious voice rang out violently.

"You bastards, stop it!"

The security chief was stunned for a moment, turned his fat body, and looked behind him, only to see the chairman in a high-end formal suit, his face flushed, and he was holding a suitcase in his hand, and he scolded while walking towards him.

The chief security guard just wanted to say something, but the chairman rushed up in two steps, slapped him in the face, and the fat on the face of the chief security guard shook in the air, and he almost fell down.

"You, fired. ”

Leaving this sentence in a cold voice, the chairman left the security chief with a confused face, squeezed out a smile, and walked towards the position of the young man in white.

"Mr. Wang, is the trip still enjoyable?"

After speaking, he picked up the suitcase with both hands, handed it to the young man in white, and said with a flattering face.

"This is your checked baggage. ”

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

What kind of person is the chairman of Los Angeles? It is difficult for other people to meet him, and it will take a week from the time of appointment to the meeting. But such a distinguished chairman would actually personally send the luggage over and hand it over to this young man in white.

What's going on here?

The young man in white took the suitcase and nodded.

"Hmm. ”

After saying that, he walked to the airport hall without looking back, leaving behind the chief security guard and a dozen security guards, standing in place like fools, they looked at the back of the young man in white carrying the suitcase, and could not say a word again.

......

Outside of Los Angeles, an unknown speakeasy.

Three or four men in vests sat around a small wooden table, their muscles exposed were covered with long scars, and they were holding large-caliber wine glasses, drinking wine, their faces flushed, and they seemed to be chatting excitedly.

A bald man drank the beer in his glass, breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke.

"I really don't know what shit luck I have taken recently, and the big customers have found me one after another, and that feeling, not to mention how cool it is!"

When the man next to him heard him say this, he filled the wine for him with a smile, and said, "I can see that you have made a lot of money recently, and you pay for this wine?"

"No problem!" the bald man waved his hand with a bold expression.

"Just every recent order is enough for me to live a good life for a month, and when the money for my order is settled, I invite you to come over and drink every day!"

Hearing the man say this, everyone laughed.

"It's all fat lists, bring the brothers with you next time." A muscular man in a beret smiled and spoke.

"Speaking of which, I recently got a client and asked to investigate the vampire. ”

When the bald man heard this, he didn't think so, smiled disdainfully, and said, "Rich people are just interested in this kind of shady thing. ”

"But this customer is a Chinese. ”

Hearing the man in the hat say this, everyone couldn't help but raise their eyebrows, and the bald man smiled, followed by a greedy smile on his face.

"Oh, I heard that the Chinese people are all soft eggs, it's easy to bully, this person actually wants to investigate vampires, it seems to be a fat oil!"

The four of you look at me, I look at you, and they all laughed in unison.

The man in the beret glanced down at his watch, then said with a sinister smile.

"The appointed time is coming, and he is coming. ”

"The fat has been delivered to the door, what are you waiting for?"

The other three men nodded, and immediately hid at a table on the other side of the tavern, pretending that nothing had happened.

Then, the old wooden door of the tavern was pushed open, and a young man dressed in white walked in with a suitcase in his hand.

The beret man whistled, and the Chinese youth noticed the beret man, sat down across from him, and asked bluntly.

"How's the investigation going?"

The man in the beret scratched the back of his head, looked embarrassed, and spoke.

"Boss, you also know that our business has been getting harder and harder lately, and there are fewer and fewer news channels, especially vampires, which are already extinct, and it's even more difficult to do. ”

"Hmm. ”

The man in the beret glanced at the small suitcase in the hand of the young man in white, and he understood that it contained all white bills.

The man in the beret licked the tip of his dry tongue and continued.

"Let's not talk darkly, give me as much as you have on you, and I'll tell you the news. ”

The young man in the Chinese country smiled slightly when he heard the beret man say this.

"Okay. ”

After saying that, he raised his hand, put the suitcase on the wooden table, and opened it in the direction of the man.

The neatly arranged dollar bills lay in the suitcase, and the number of them is simply unimaginable.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the companion of the beret man, all the people in the tavern stood up, but the young man in white didn't care, and slowly opened his mouth.

"It's a total of 50 million dollars here, do you want to?"

Before the beret man could react, Wang Tu closed the suitcase and raised an eyebrow at him, revealing a disdainful smile.

"Dreaming. ”