At this time—

In a dark conference room.

The high-level leaders of the Bloodline made a brief meeting.

The main issue to be discussed is naturally that this time, Song Fan and his party appeared in the city that never sleeps.

and the movements of Susanna, the granddaughter of Charles, the once king of the country.

"That Oriental boy has already entered the city that never sleeps! But he was taken away by Princess Susanna. But now Sami has been dispatched. It won't take long to subdue that kid!"

A young man reported the latest progress to all the blood clan bosses present.

It's as if everything is in their plan. Song Fan's every move was under their control.

"Sami is a strong man you can trust, and even more so than Dybala. The young man in the East, leave it to Sammy to deal with, there is no problem. But don't take the enemy lightly ......" led by a man with a mask, said in a cold voice.

"This Count Dybala, who really doesn't know the height of the sky, actually went to Huaguo to make trouble......!

At this time, a delicate woman's voice came from the venue, as if she was a little dissatisfied.

"An Oriental boy, that's all. I heard that this time, but there is also the cooperation of Chinese officials. It's a bit of a trickle!"

What she is worried about is that provoking the strong people of the Chinese government is not a small threat to the entire dungeon.

"What are you afraid of!?" At this time, a rough voice interrupted the woman's worries, "They don't have a proverb in the East: soldiers will come to block! Still afraid of them!?"

"They send a cultivator from Huaguo, and I, Sam, will kill one. They sent ten, and I, Sam, slaughtered ten!"

Sam is a giant who is about two meters tall. The sound of the speaking urn is like a rainbow. But in fact, his strength is on par with Count Dybala.

Therefore, his bold words were not convinced by everyone at all.

"Sam, you're so powerful, why didn't you take the initiative to fight before?Now that Sammy has acted, you stay in a safe place and say nice things?"

The miracle is that there is no woman at all except for a group of bigwig men present.

The owner of that charming voice was as if he didn't exist in this room.

"Hmph, Jona, you don't have to provoke me! If Sammy loses, I'll just go out myself! Let the Orientals see how good my Uncle Sam is!"

That's when —

As soon as Sam's voice fell.

The door outside the conference room suddenly collapsed.

It was as if it had been destroyed by some huge impact.

"What's going on!?"

Everyone at the scene invariably showed surprised expressions.

You must know that the building materials of the entire dungeon are all extraterrestrial meteorites. And the building of this underground building is carefully selected from meteorites, and it is not an ordinary material.

It's not that anyone can destroy it.

Due to this unique material, the meeting room can be insulated from any sound or smell. It's like a separate space.

Therefore, when Song Fan broke the door, the people inside had no time to react. I didn't even know that someone was coming from outside!

And the bodyguards guarding outside were killed almost before they saw Song Fan's figure.

"What person!?" When they saw someone and walked in, everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath. watched Song Fan's every move.

"Oriental!?"

When they saw a pair of eastern faces, everyone in the blood clan thought of the same name.

"Song Fan!?Are you Song Fan!?"

"Where's Sammy!, he brought you!?"

On the one hand, everyone was surprised by Song Fan's sudden appearance, and at the same time, they wondered where Sami had gone?

Could it be that this Oriental man, very cunning, got rid of Sammy. Broke in alone?

Or was Sammy coerced into bringing him here?

"Sammy!?, do you mean this person?" As he spoke, Song Fan threw a head that he had been carrying in his hand on the spacious round table in the conference room.

Suddenly, the scene was in an uproar!

Sammy!?

The crowd recognized the bloody head!

If it's not Sammy, who could it be!?

"Y-you-killed Sammy!?"

The people were astonished and angry.

At the same time, I also realized a terrible problem.

This young man from the East is more powerful than they imagined!

From this point of view - Count Dybala, it is really provoked, and it is an existence that cannot be provoked!

At this time, even Sam, the big guy who threatened just now to make Song Fan look good, didn't dare to say anything more, and shrank his head like a good baby.

Sammy was killed so easily. His Sam's strength is also given for nothing.

"Everyone here should be the high-level figures of the city that never sleeps, or the vampires, right?" Song Fan walked in slowly. "If you don't agree to my request, I don't care if you put your heads on this round table!"

While speaking, Song Fan slowly sat down.

Finding it all the way, Song Fan really took a lot of effort.

After all, these stone gates are closed and isolated like never before. Song Fan needs to break into the door from room to room to look for it.

They even regretted that they had killed Sammy too soon. Wait for him to finish the way, in dealing with him.

Seeing this, all the people of the blood clan looked at each other.

After seeing Song Fan's true strength, they no longer planned to be enemies with him.

In fact, from the very beginning, they let Sami act, and they did not completely give a death order.

"What do you command?" said the masked man at the head, "whatever conditions are needed, just bring it up, as long as we don't sleep......

Song Fan went straight to the point: "Bring Count Dybala here! I'm going to kill him!"

In front of many vampires, Song Fan said that he would kill Count Dybala. But no one dared to stand up against it.

Even at this time, their first reaction turned out to be casual.

Abandon the pawn to protect the car!

"Jona. You go and bring Count Dybala here!" said the masked man, speaking into the air.

The woman, who didn't seem to exist in this conference room, quietly appeared.

Although there was no form, Song Fan sensed the fluctuations in the air. Sensing someone, he left the place.

'Transparent person?' Song Fan was a little curious.

While waiting for Count Dybala to be brought in, Song Fan continued: "My friend, who was persecuted by Count Dybala, has now become a vampire. Do you have a way to get rid of it here?"

"Lifted!?"

More than half of the people here are genuine vampires of the Blood Clan. They only know that ordinary people can become vampires, and they have never seen them, and they have become vampires, and they can still become ordinary people?

"I'm afraid I can't ......" the masked man shook his head, "unless—"

"Unless what!?" Song Fan didn't expect that he would be able to ask something?