Mi Guoyan was just an episode, Ning Fan chose to ignore their invitation, and they never appeared again after that.

But there is one thing that Ning Fan and his party can't imagine.

That's what happened half an hour later, when Constantin met with the Jews.

"Umbrella Constan, good, you can go!"

When Constance arrived at the Jews, they simply gave him this sentence, as if they were playing tricks on him.

"What do you mean?"

Specially called him here, and then drove him away with a word?

This result was something that Constance did not imagine, and he could not accept it.

They have already let go of the prejudices in their hearts and are ready to talk to each other patiently, but the other party will have such an attitude, and without getting angry on the spot, it is already Konstan who has maintained the greatest patience.

However, the attitude of the Jews was also extremely resolute, and the person who received Constance had a smile on his face, and his smile made Constan feel a great insult.

"I said you can go, of course you can stay here, but I don't pay any attention to you, my master has suddenly gone out because of some things, so I don't have time to see you, you better go back." ”

Emergencies?

What kind of emergency is it that wants to release him, the pigeon as a guest?

Constance sneered in his heart, and forcibly did not kill the person in front of him on the spot.

"I need a reasonable explanation!"

Constance said that he was the number one man in the umbrella, and that these arrogant Jews were not afraid of paying for it?

However, the result was much more than Constance expected, and the person who received him did not pay any attention to his meeting, but just shook his head, as if to sigh something, and then disappeared in front of Constein.

Leaving Constin alone in the room for a moment of astonishment, his mind in turmoil, anger burning in his eyes.

The Jews were so insulting that they released his pigeons, and there was no explanation.

"Damn Jews, I should have thought that they were so uneasy and kind that they called me here to insult me?!"

Constance muttered, with a monstrous murderous intent in his heart, if it weren't for the last shred of reason in his heart, he would definitely have to split the corpses of this group of Jews in New York, otherwise he would not be able to vent his anger.

But now, the Jews have chosen to ignore him, and there is no reason to stay here, unless they want to completely tear their faces with the other party, otherwise they will be humiliating themselves to stay here.

Thinking so, Constance could only hold back the anger in his heart in the end, and then slowly stood up, ready to leave here.

But at this time, there was a lot of movement outside the door, and it sounded like a fight.

"What's going on?"

There was a sudden shout of killing outside the door, which made Constance instantly alert.

He stood in the room, looking at the door, and at this time he did not choose to act, but waited silently.

If someone comes to attack him, then he doesn't need to take action himself yet, the shadow guard will help him solve it.

Sure enough, in just a minute, the door opened without warning, and a smell of blood wafted in from outside.

Constance frowned and asked the black-clad shadow guard, "What the hell is going on, why did someone attack me?"

The shadow guard bent down and said guiltily: "I'm sorry Lord Constine, I haven't figured out who planned this matter yet, but I deliberately left it alive, I believe there will be a result soon!"

When Constance heard this, he did not speak again, but went out.

The corridor was covered in a burst of blood, and everywhere it came into view was corpses and blood.

The mangled corpse lay to the ground, viscous blood spilling all over the ground, and at first glance it looked like it had just been a massacre.

The strength of this group of people is good, they all have the strength of the Exorcism Realm, and because they are indeed extraordinary, not to mention the strength, one person has solved them all like killing a chicken, as if they have no strength at all.

"What about the living mouth?"

Constance asked suspiciously, since there was a living mouth, then why didn't he see it.

Or is it because the living mouth is actually dead?

But at this time, Constance suddenly sensed a faint breath, he squinted his eyes, and looked at his feet, there was indeed a living mouth, but the man was no longer conscious.

"Okay, good, someone dares to attack me here, is it because that group of Jews can't do it, or is that Tengyun Geshan guy finally can't help it?"

Constan's face was hideous, he hadn't recognized the people at his feet as members of the umbrella.

If Ning Fan was here, he would definitely have come to recognize them, they had only met not long ago, and these people were the cannon fodder that Fei Peilie introduced to him.

All of them are now lying in pools of blood, and in the end, all but one of them died.

"Lord Constan, leave this matter to your subordinates!"

The shadow guard clenched his fists and said, someone assassinated Constan, and he hadn't received a little rumor, which was his dereliction of duty, so in order to save face, he also took this matter directly on his body.

But Konstan had something else in mind, he waved his hand, and instead of immediately agreeing to the shadow guard, he said: "Don't worry, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple, you find out who is behind these people as soon as possible, I will make that person pay!"

He had just been angry with the Jews, and he had been assassinated here, and Constan was already about to be blown up.

There are many suspects behind this incident, who may be Jews, Tengyun Geshan, and even other enemies.

And what Constan is most worried about is Tengyun Geshan's cooperation with other people, such as with the Jews, if all this is planned by Tengyun Geshan, then he will be in trouble, and this place in New York may have already laid a net against him.

"Lord Constan, please rest assured, your subordinates will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

Shadow Guard's eyes were gloomy, looking at the corpse on the ground, and the only one who still had breath, his gaze was not warm at all, very cold, like a cold and ruthless killing machine.

In the corridor, there was a cold aura, stepping on the viscous blood, Constan slowly walked in the direction of the elevator.

"Alright, let's get started, unlucky!"

Shadow Wei sneered, not knowing what he was thinking.

(End of chapter)