Since the establishment of the Shadow Division, it has been several years, and the twelve people have already been finalized, and over the years, no new people have been looking for new people to join them.

It is precisely because of this that over the years, several actions in the shadows have been almost seamlessly coordinated.

The understanding of each other is also a little deeper.

But it is precisely because of this that everyone trusts Jiang Ling even more.

This is the person who can really strategize and win thousands of miles away.

It is an existence that convinces everyone.

It's just that every cooperation lies in the task, and it is almost something that can only be done after a strict layout.

But not now, the two counts of Dracula appeared out of nowhere, and they were something that had not been rehearsed.

Even Caesar didn't know how far these two Dracula counts would go.

Jiang Ling obviously calculated it.

This kind of ability can no longer be described by simple leadership.

This grasp of human nature has reached an almost unimaginable level.

"Terrifying!"

Caesar gave such a comment.

"Prince Southon's status is very noble, and there is only one person left in Dracula's royal lineage, and Prince Southon's life is not worth measurable."

Bernard smiled wryly.

Jiang Ling didn't say a word, quietly waiting for Bernard's next words.

Bernard said through gritted teeth.

"Shura-sama should have heard that Dracula is now in the midst of internal troubles-"

When this sentence fell, Jiang Ling's brows furrowed.

This was not what he expected.

Dracula's internal affairs, he didn't have the heart to get involved, but the other party said this so frankly, which showed his sincerity even more.

"Bernard, did you betray Dracula?"

Compared to Jiang Ling's reaction, Kerry's reaction was a bit excessive.

"Shut up!"

Bringing a reckless man is trouble, and he knew that he would have come, Bernard thought to himself.

As Bernard shouted, his fangs were revealed, somewhat terrifying.

Dracula's bloodline is extremely noble, this is what Dracula thinks he is, but in fact, the members of the Dracula family still maintain the most primitive way.

The position is a joke after all.

Bloodline is the root cause.

Kerry, who did what Bernard did, didn't dare to say much.

This is a form of demonstration belonging to the members of Dracula, and under this suppression, Kerry's body is still collected even though his ribs are broken.

After seeing Kerry motionless, Bernard looked at Jiang Ling again, and his expression was solemn.

"Looking at the appearance of Lord Shura, I should already know a lot, I, Dracula, are in a place of internal worries at this time, as for the reason, it is that there is a royal bloodline in a generation, and the strength has reached the prince, and our group of old people now have the backbone."

When Bernard said this, there was a lot of joy in his words.

That tone doesn't seem to be fake.

Of course, Jiang Ling knew that what Bernard said was good, but what did it matter?

"So, you mean that you are not going to save your Prince Shutton?"

Jiang Ling's eyes narrowed and he said.

If Dracula didn't want their Prince Shydon, it would be a real nuisance.

I took the trouble to act in such a big play, could it be that I set up a stage for nothing?

"That's naturally not, even if the prince appears again, it's my Dracula's person after all, there's no reason not to save it!"

Bernard looked at Jiang Ling's expression, and his heart was also determined, and he finally found a little bit of initiative.

Otherwise, hemorrhage is inevitable today.

"And then?"

Jiang Ling continued.

"But as long as there is a heir, then Prince Xiuton's life is naturally not so valuable, isn't it!"

"Old fox!"

When he heard this, Caesar secretly gave his own comment.

It's all about profit.

"Really? I became a prince at a young age, which shows the strength of the bloodline and the power behind the first royal bloodline, even I am fascinated by it! ”

Bernard didn't understand for a while, what Jiang Ling's sudden good temper was.

I heard Jiang Ling continue.

"Since you already have a prince-level heir in charge, this is indeed a good thing, but it affects my mood, you say, if I kill your prince-level heir, you say, is Xiutun worthy?"

"Goo-dong!"

When Jiang Ling's last sentence fell, Bernard's Adam's apple moved up and down, obviously frightened by Jiang Ling's domineering words.

Do you not have princely offspring?

Then kill it!

Is this the leader of the dark department, the domineering of the Blood Shura?

"You dare? You're—"

"Woo!"

Before Kerry finished speaking, Caesar threw out a dagger and pierced it directly through the side of Kerry's mouth.

Wear it through!

Kerry never thought that he didn't wait for Jiang Ling's shot, but waited for another seemingly loose person to make a move.

And the angle of the shot is so accurate.

What if the dagger didn't do what the man thought, piercing his throat directly?

Kerry didn't even dare to think about it at this time.

Who the hell is that man!

When did Dracula's countdom become so deterrent?

Jiang Ling was not surprised by this.

Of course, he knew that Caesar was not really angry with him, on the contrary, Caesar was saving Kerry at this time.

Otherwise, according to Kerry's repeated provocations without sight, he will die.

Wasn't Elder Wind also an Earl before Kerry?

Killing one is killing, killing two is also killing, and there is not much difference.

However, since Caesar made a move, he naturally wanted to give him a favor.

"You're a little nosy!"

Jiang Ling said angrily.

"The atmosphere in the tavern is good, and seeing blood has already affected the atmosphere, so let's not kill anyone."

Bernard's words that he was about to rebuke in anger disappeared when he heard Caesar's words.

Then he turned to Caesar and said.

"Thank you, sir, for the rescue!"

Even if Kerry no longer has brains, he is still his old buddy after all.

If he really died in Huaxia, it would be a very difficult problem to solve, at least after returning to Dracula, punishment would be inevitable.

"There are many people who ignore the right talents, and I don't know the name of the gentleman?"

Bernard asked earnestly.

"It's just a little person who doesn't want to mention it! You guys continue to talk about yours, by the way, you need to hurry, I'm in a hurry, the plane in an hour and a half! ”

Caesar shrugged, and his comfortable tone made Bernard a little more vigilant.