The night in the city is bustling and colorful, and Blaise drove all the way from the suburbs to the city, occasionally observing whether anyone was following him.

After taking a few unnecessary roads around the city, I found a parking space outside a night market street, got out of the car and looked around, walked into the crowd of people rubbing shoulders in the night market, and slowly walked along in the flow of people.

At this moment, a car stopped not far away, and Balk in the car watched Blaitze's figure blend into the crowd, raised his hand and waved, and two of his subordinates, a man and a woman, immediately got out of the car, arm in arm and entered the night market like a couple.

In the night market, there are food stalls, handicrafts, dried fruits, books and daily necessities, and there are many dazzling places on both sides of the street.

Blaitze, who was mixed in with the crowd, walked and looked at the stalls on both sides, until he saw a woodcarved booth with a striking sign with the word "Wang", and then slowly squeezed through.

Behind the stall sat a middle-aged man with glasses, holding a piece of wood carved with a cow and shepherd boy, who occasionally raised his eyes to look at the passing tourists beckoning.

When he saw Blaise standing in front of the stall holding a wood carving to admire, the boss greeted him politely and continued to carve his own things. His eyes are very poisonous, and he knows that he is not here to buy things as soon as he looks at the appearance of this foreign devil.

Blaise picked one up and looked at it and put it down, another with absent-minded appreciation.

It didn't take long for someone to slip something into his pocket among the tourists passing by, and Blaise looked back slowly and quietly, and the crowd behind him rubbed shoulders, and he didn't know who had stuffed something into his pocket.

Putting down the wood carving, I reached into my pocket and felt a piece of folded paper. Blaise breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled and nodded to the boss who looked up, and continued to walk along the crowd.

Instead of returning to where he parked, he came to another exit of the pedestrian street and reached out on the street to stop a taxi and get in.

The taxi started, and Blaise looked behind him, before he took out the folded paper from his pocket and spread it out, and it showed that it was indeed a drawn map.

With the map, he was finally able to give the king an explanation, and he folded the map again and stuffed it back into his pocket. The taxi driver was renamed a place.

About twenty minutes later, the car stopped near a hotel and Blaise paid to get out of the car.

This is the hotel where Röhm is staying, but Blaise does not go directly to the hotel, but walks through the alley next to the hotel. Came to the back of the hotel.

Hiding in the shadows and looking around, he looked up at a brightly lit room in the hotel, and quickly jumped up and climbed the wall with his bare hands, as fast as he could.

In the hotel room, Rom, dressed in pajamas, is looking at a contract with interest. He found that he liked this place in Huaxia too much, as long as the human relationship was in place. Business is not a problem.

Johnny, who was sitting on the side sorting out other contracts, suddenly reached out and pressed his ear, and said in a low voice: "Sir, there is an uninvited guest." ”

Röhm tilted his head to look out the window, since the last time Clark had taken the liberty of visiting. In addition, he was going to stay for a while, and he couldn't avoid dealing with some private things in the hotel, so he naturally arranged for people to monitor the surroundings, and it was impossible for anyone to enter his room whenever he wanted to.

The contract was handed to Johnny. Röm picked up a mechanical glove that had been placed aside and put it on his hand, the dull silver glove sleeve was elbow-length.

I picked up my handkerchief. Carelessly wiping the mechanical glove on his left hand. Johnny puts all the contracts in a lockbox and locks them.

Swish! The window suddenly opened, and a gust of wind blew outside, lifting the obscuring curtains, and a figure rushed in, it was Blaize.

Blaise closed the window again, opened the curtains and walked out, nodding to Rom, "Mr. Rom, take the liberty of interrupting." ”

Seeing that it was him, Rom frowned and said, "Blaitze, I hope you don't always climb my window in the future, the impact is not good, at least you should say hello to me before you come." He stretched out his hand and motioned for a seat, "Is there anything wrong?" ”

Blaise sat down on the couch and said, "Mr. Rohm, the Prince asked me to ask you how things are going. ”

Rom said indifferently: "I have already told you that she has just gotten married, and she needs to visit relatives on both sides with her husband before she can set off with the expedition." ”

Blaise said in a deep voice, "Sir, the Prince wants you to speed up. ”

Rohm said: "There is a saying in China that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Of course, if you are not afraid of trouble, you can kidnap her and force her to look for her. But I want to remind you that she has an official background, and if something happens to her, you have to be prepared for trouble, and I don't want to get into trouble. ”

After being silent for a while, Blaise said, "Sir, the prince has some important matters to deal with, and this matter has been entrusted to me with carte blanche to deal with, if there is anything you can contact me directly." ”

Rohm spread his hands and said, "No problem. ”

As soon as the words fell, Johnny touched his ears and whispered, "Sir, there is another uninvited guest." ”

Blaise didn't understand what that meant. Röhm frowned, he wanted to do business legally in Huaxia and make the business bigger, and now he always came to a group of people who climbed the hotel high-rise building into his room at night, what was going on?

"How many of you came?" Röm asked coldly as he stared at Blaize.

As he asked, Blaise stood up in horror, as if he had thought of something.

Swish! The window had been opened again, and two figures had crept into the room, and Auston and Balk appeared like ghosts, smiling at Blaise.

Blaize's throat struggled to loosen up and down, and Röm saw that something was wrong, and slowly stood up, stared at the two and asked, "Blaize, who are they?" ”

As he spoke, the wind-blown curtains were lifted again, and the figure of old Clark stood on the windowsill, glanced coldly at everyone in the room, stepped off the windowsill with ease, and stood between Auston and Balk lightly.

Alert, Röm noticed the panic on Blaize's face, and seeing the situation of these uninvited guests easily flying off the wall, he estimated that the people who came were also blood clansmen. But who could the Blood Clan make Prince Clarke's butler fear?

Johnny also put a mechanical glove on his hand, and pulled out a pistol with a silencer, and the bullet was lightly loaded, ready for the unexpected.

Old Clarke's faint gaze on Blaize's face turned to Rom's, bowed to Rom's very gentlemanly, and asked with a smile: "Blaize, is this Excellency Mr. 'Guide'?" ”

Röhm returned the salute with the same gentlemanly gesture, shaking his head and saying, "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

After staring at Rohm for a while, Auston smiled at the elder Clark and explained, "His name is Rohm, and he is the current leader of the 'International Idlers', and Caesar is the predecessor. ”

Old Clark said indifferently: "Is it Caesar's friend?" ”

Alston smiled: "It doesn't seem like it, I heard that the relationship between them is a bit distant." ”

The atmosphere of the room was a little eerie. Rohm glanced at several people, and found that the other party knew him, but he didn't even know who the other party was, turned his head to look at Blaise and smiled lightly: "Blaize, should you give me an explanation?" ”

Old Clark nodded, "Blaize, you really should give us an explanation. ”

Blaezna is called a distraught person, the king of the blood clan has already met with Rom, so what else can he do in between? And once that matter is exposed, with the cold-blooded blood of the King of the Blood Clan, he will die.

He couldn't let that matter come to light, and bowed respectfully to old Clark and said, "Mr. Rom is the Prince's business partner. ”

"Really?" Old Clark asked, looking at Rom.

"Yes." Röm nodded and smiled, he still can't figure out the situation, his position is naturally on Blaitze's side, and he wants to help Blaise speak, but he is not a fool, it is impossible to cooperate casually with his head and brain, and he still has to figure it out. He smiled and asked, "Three distinguished guests suddenly came to my room, should they tell me your identity?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Blaize's heartstrings trembled, worried that Röhm would say nonsense if he knew the identity of old Clark.

Auston immediately helped to introduce: "Prince Clark's father, the great King of the Bloodline! ”

Röm took a breath and was taken aback, he had heard of this King of the Blood Clan, but wasn't the legend that he was imprisoned by the guardians of Huaxia? How did he appear here, and he looks much younger than Clark, looking at Blaise's reaction, it is estimated that the other party is only afraid that it is true.

Johnny was also shocked, and he and Rohm looked at each other, exchanged glances, and both saluted old Clark and said, "I've seen the great king!" ”

Old Clark nodded, looked at Blaise and asked, "Did you get the map?" ”

Blaise immediately pulled it out of his pocket and offered it with both hands. Old Clark took it in his hand and spread it out, looking at it, it was indeed a hand-drawn map, and asked Rom, "You gave it to him?" ”

Rohm shrugged, "I don't even know what you're holding. ”

Old Clark asked again, "You're not a 'guide'?" ”

Röhm smiled and said nothing, although he was not the guide, but he also knew the existence of the guide, because he was the one he had arranged for Clark.

Old Clark saw the clue, put away the map in his hand, and smiled: "Mr. Roman, I hope you understand one thing, my son is dead, and now all the affairs of the Clark family are taken over by me, and all the cooperative relations between you and the Clark family can continue with me." ”

Rom's eyes gradually widened, and he was very moved: "Prince Clark is dead?" You killed him? ”

Auston answered: "Mr. Rohm, how could the king kill his own son? Prince Clark died at the hands of your old friend Caesar. ”