"Creatures from the outside world are not common." The man looked directly at the old king.

"I'm here to see you... The Lord of Hell! ”

The old king didn't want to fight anymore, so he hurriedly said, "I was recommended by someone!" I didn't come on my own! ”

The man pursed the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say much, and his figure flashed directly behind the old king.

The old king was shocked! Is there anyone in the world who can achieve such a fast body? It's more than a ghost!

In the next second, just listen to the click! A slap in the back!

Suddenly, the entire Black Panther suit cracked!

With a plop, the old king fell to the ground and rolled twice, and after getting up, he hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Enough!" ”

This 'enough' is enough! The voice is sonorous and powerful! Momentum!

The man's pale face did not change a trace of expression, and the old king pointed at the man and said loudly: "I am from Wakanda, I am the supreme ruler of Wakanda, I am here this time..."

Sou!

The man didn't say a word, his body turned into an afterimage, and he approached the old king with a knuckle attack, and snapped! Directly crack the armor on the chest of the old king!

Plopped, the old king fell eight meters away and covered his chest, and a storm was set off in his heart!

What kind of monster is this! I'm a panther armor made of vibranium! Why was he able to crush so easily?

The power of that blow...

"You... Are you the Lord of Hell? The old king asked in a trembling voice.

The one in front of him is too strong, this temperament and this strength make him suspect that this is the lord of hell in Ivan's mouth!

The man's face was cold, pale and a little sickly.

"Remember my name, Vlad Dracula."

"I, I was really recommended!"

The old king's heart was beating violently, could it be that Ivan threw himself here, in fact, murder?

The vibranium armor was easily shattered, and now there is a passage to describe the mood of the old king, that is...

It's horrible here! I want to go home!

"You've been referred here... Which mortal worm is it? ”

Vampire Dracula's slightly blinking eyes surged with murderous aura: "Do you want me to help you report?" ”

After speaking, he suddenly stretched out the hand in his pocket, grabbed the old king's neck, and lifted the old king up with one hand!

"You hurt Sim, it's the only playmate in this confined space in my empty life!"

Dracula snapped, "You must give me death!" Whoever you are, whoever you are here is, you will have to pay with your life! I'm going to drain your blood! ”

The old king was about to suffocate, and he shouted with all his last strength...

"His name is Ivan Jones!"

"What the hell Ivan... Joan..."

Dracula came to this point and didn't go any further.

He coughed lightly, released his ten fingers one after another, and laid the old king upright on the ground, and then began to pat and clean the dust from the old king's body with his hands.

Finally, Dracula gently patted the old king on the back and smiled warmly.

"Welcome to hell! I'm the second-in-command vampire Dracula here, don't take it personally! ”

The old king gasped and blinked in horror as he looked at Dracula in front of him...

This attitude changes so fast! The old king clearly felt the momentum of this Dracula in front of him... Suddenly, I was cowardly!

Why this change in attitudes? Don't...

Is it just because I just proposed... The name Ivan Jones?

This... What a powerful being! It's just a name that makes the so-called second-in-command of hell in front of him 'wilt'!

What a magical name! It can make a terrifying existence that can easily crack vibranium famous!

He didn't bother to think about why there were vampires in Hell, and he gasped and retreated, distancing himself from Dracula.

"Dracula!"

Sim, the demon who was beaten very badly, rolled over on the ground: "He hit me, won't you help me fight back?" ”

Dracula was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he looked at the old king: "Is what you just did true?" ”

"What... What the? ”

"That Ivan Jones... The strongest man in the whole world... Did he let you come? Dracula asked earnestly.

"It's... Yes. ”

"Hmm..."

Dracula turned his head to look at Sim, "You hear me. ”

Sim waved his hand: "Impossible! Look at the look of his fear! How could he have come to Hell prepared? He's lying to you! ”

"But at least he knows Ivan Jones' name."

"Don't you and I know Ivan's name? But does that mean we're familiar with Ivan? This guy... Apparently it was thrown down! ”

Sim exclaimed, "I thought you would take care of me when I was hurt and stand up for me when I was bullied, but now you...

Just a name scares you... I was so disappointed! ”

At this point, Sim didn't go down, his pink eyes couldn't help but flow with crystal tears.

Dracula's facial expression changed again and again, and the good times with Sim kept flashing through his mind...

Eventually, he shook his cloak! Muster up the courage to speak up!

"Fuck the shit Ivan Jones! Who would be afraid of him! I'm going to teach you a lesson from this old thing! Don't mention the name Ivan Jones today, even if Ivan Jones himself stands in front of me, he can't stop me! It's mine! ”

As soon as the words fell, Hell Huo Ran was illuminated by blue light!

As a portal opened, a dark crimson torrent rushed by, and the magma froze for a moment!

"That..."

Ivan, who had just finished eating, walked out of the portal and stepped into hell!

"What are you doing?"

Thump! The heart that had been silent for a long time beat violently!

Dracula's eyes widened!

He'll never forget... That 'brain meltdown' bounced his head off...

That man!