Chapter 1780: Terror Corpse
"It Starts with Adams......"
When the name is mentioned again, Alice's face is no longer calm, but full of hatred.
If it weren't for this sanctimonious hypocrite, Ning Fan would not have become as unaccounted for as he is now.
"What does this have to do with Adams?"
Andrew was suspicious, and when he noticed Morgan's puzzled eyes, he told him about Adams.
Of course, he concealed that he had sent someone to buy and clean up.
"Adams was saved by Hield after his limbs were broken, and he worked with him to trick me out. β
"This ...... Daughter, you need to know!"
Andrew's face was full of embarrassment, and then he hurriedly shook the pot and said, "Actually, I just want to teach him a lesson, but I didn't expect those rabbit cubs to be so ruthless." β
"Daddy, I don't blame you. It's that I used to be too naΓ―ve. β
Speaking of this, Alice looked remorseful.
"Well, it's over. And what about later?"
"Later, Ning Fan rushed to ......"
After listening to the whole story, Andrew was glad that if Ning Fan hadn't come in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The thought of his daughter being brainwashed and reduced to the killing machine of the temple made Andrew feel a chill in his heart.
Patriarch Morgan looked pensive, and he sensed a hint of conspiracy from the temple's actions this time.
If it was just for Alice, the temple wouldn't have chosen this time to do it.
"There must be other reasons, could it be related to the establishment of the blood clan?"
After a while, Morgan's mind was filled with a myriad of conspiracy theories, each plausible.
"I don't understand!"
Morgan sighed to himself.
Compared to the things that he didn't think about, there was one thing that aroused Morgan's strong curiosity right now.
"Ning Fan, what kind of person does this king really want to meet you?"
In Alice's description, after Ning Fan turned into gold, he was on a par with the winged two-winged angel, and he also broke one of the other party's wings.
With such a brilliant result, Patriarch Morgan asked himself.
At first, after knowing Ning Fan's existence, Morgan was a little unimpressed.
The attitude towards Ning Fan is neither offended nor flattered, and Andrew is left to toss.
In Morgan's long years, he has seen many geniuses.
No matter how talented or unusual it is, in the end, you still have to speak with strength.
It was the strength that Ning Fan was currently showing that did not attract Morgan's attention.
If it weren't for Andrew's request and Patriarch Philip coming forward in person, Morgan wouldn't have been able to run for Ning Fan to join the committee.
"In terms of looking at people, this king is indeed inferior to the Philip family. But so what......"
Looking at his niece, Morgan flashed a knowing smile.
"Alice, you rest first, you don't have to worry about Ning Fan's affairs. β
Hearing Morgan say this, Alice nodded with a sad expression, "Thank you, uncle." β
Morgan smiled and left the room with Andrew.
In addition to Ning Fan's affairs, he also had to discuss with Andrew about Alice.
After the two left, Alice looked out the window with a blank look, "Ning Fan, where are you?"
As night falls, New York, a drunken day that never sleeps, begins to appear bustling and noisy in a completely different way from the daytime.
The streets are full of people, and all types of shops are overcrowded.
Before falling asleep, people let off steam.
At the same time, under the cover of night, all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods went out one after another.
Although this year, there was a lot of noise on the New York Road, and the major gangs were much more low-key,
But for the gangsters of cows, ghosts, gods and snakes, the things on the road have nothing to do with them.
They still follow the old way of survival, robbing passers-by and selling pills......
Tonight, when they wandered the streets again, they instinctively sensed that something was wrong.
This instinct is exercised in their life between them.
The low-key gang members in the past are now in a hurry as if the end of the world is coming, and everyone is in a hurry and in a hurry.
Just as the thugs were wondering if there was some big action on the road today, tragedy befell them.
All the gangsters in New York were beaten up and a million dollar bounty was offered.
"You dog food breeders, you'd better remember this photo for me and recognize the person on it. As long as you have his clues, you can get a million dollars in prize money. β
As he spoke, Adam, who was tall and burly, full of tendon flesh, pulled the gangster's yellow hair and pulled him closer, "Do you see clearly?"
Huang Mao ignored the pain in his scalp and smiled, "I can see it clearly." β
Adam yelled viciously, "You'd better give me some care." We come every two hours. β
"We got it. β
The hippies present with blue noses and swollen faces nodded hurriedly.
"Boss Adam, did this Asian offend you Wolves?"
Hearing this, Adam, who was about to leave, walked towards the speaker with an expressionless face, and then kicked him away.
"Listen to me, you bastards. This is the person you can't afford to offend, and it's also the big man we can't afford to offend in the Wolf Gang. β
Adam's gloomy gaze looked around and he said sharply, "Who dares to be disrespectful to this adult." I can guarantee you, and your families, that you will never see the sun tomorrow. β
"Got it?"
"Got it. β
The thugs present were silent.
"I know, I don't have to look for it. If in two hours, you haven't heard from you. You will be dead. β
"Let's go. β
The people present crawled one after another, scattering in all directions.
Begging for a living in this place, if you offend the Wild Wolf Gang, it will be a dead end.
"Let's go. β
Adam waved his hand and headed for the next target.
Not long ago, the Wild Wolves received a message asking them to find the whereabouts of a person.
For this matter, the Wild Wolf Gang directly closed down and sent all the people, and even the old Dao Ge, who was in charge, also joined the way to find someone.
Despite this, there are still not enough people, so the Wild Wolf Gang has hit these bull ghosts and snake gods with their ideas.
With the way they survive in sewer rats, they naturally have an advantage in inquiring about news and finding people's whereabouts.
The same scene played out in other laneways in New York.
Countless thugs were beaten up by gang members, and then a missing person poster.
Under the orders of the Bloodline, all the gangs in New York were dispatched.
This is true not only in New York, but also in the surrounding areas of New York.
If it weren't for the fact that the impact was too great, I was afraid that even the police would join the ranks of looking for people.
And that's just the ground, countless bats are soaring low under the night sky, and as long as they sense the fluctuation of power, they will go over.
For a time, the whole New York was in turmoil.
Looking at the gangsters and gangsters who are in a hurry on the streets, looking badly dressed, ordinary people only feel a little strange.
(End of chapter)