Today, the Thirteen Clans have long since split into the "Secret Party" and the "Demon Banquet Alliance" as in the past - the territory of the whole of Europe is enough to satisfy the appetite of these people, and there is no need to fight to the death for survival resources and false "family glory".

Rather, it is the ability to sit down calmly and make efficient joint decisions, to elect a council of elders in a democratic manner, to make many decisions, including but not limited to allocating resources, arbitrating disputes, naming newborns, and so on.

In order to prevent the rights and interests of the blood clan from being harmed, the Council of Elders has set up a guard team to monitor the knowledge of the human society about the blood clan, monitor whether the mortal elite has a rebellious mentality, and protect the blood manor.

In fact, when Konstantin killed the first powerful person in the manor who supported the blood clan and fought for the tiger, not only did the blood elders wake up under the mansion, but also the blood clan guards rushed out of the guardhouse, holding long spears and short cannons, venting their blood energy, and went straight to the banquet hall.

In addition, the alarm of an intruder in the manor has also been uploaded layer by layer, directly reaching other blood strongholds, to a certain extent, this can be regarded as "one side is in trouble and eight sides support".

So, can Konstantin alone escape from the swarming Blood Guards?

As an enlightened employer, Leon didn't care about the issue.

The Warlock's way of defeating the enemy was almost as varied as his deception. Dr. Strange has even reported that Constantine often sneaks into the project labs hosted by other employees, taking one or two supernatural items with special abilities from them.

Thanks to Konstantin's charismatic personality, skillful tongue, eloquent speech, and frequent agreement with other employees, everyone turned a blind eye - after all, most of the people in the experimental base were previously villains of the chaotic evil camp, and had a lot of common language.

With all kinds of bizarre props, coupled with Konstantin's own actual combat ability, it is not difficult for him to be surrounded and suppressed by the blood clan.

So Leon walked out of Diagon Alley and into the street, admiring London at night.

The streets were deserted and dead silent, and only a light or two leaking from the buildings could prove that London, once the center of the world, was not completely dead.

London has implemented a nighttime curfew, and anyone who does not have a correspondence document will be arrested by the Scotland Yard police who patrol the night, face jail time, and a profound "ideological education".

A black-black van painted with the words "Official British Government Car" turns the corner of the street, and the light of the streetlights does not penetrate the windows of the car – this is an official car designed to maintain law and order, and cooperates with the Scotland Yard police to patrol all over London.

The blackened official car is even more terrifying than the police car, and it is said that only residents who pose a "great danger to society" will be caught in the vehicle.

The so-called "social harmfulness" can be posting on the Internet to expose some inside information about the British Empire, it can be the private possession of some books and materials that are contrary to the national conditions and national character of the British Empire, or it can be talking about some inflammatory lines in public.

These people who were on the verge of violating the law would be disturbed in the middle of the night, and special government officials in uniform, with expressionless faces, would bang on the door of the house, immediately present an "arrest statement," and then forcibly break into the house, handcuff and shackles, and fasten the "dangerous citizen".

Where did the captured go? Nobody knows.

The only thing known was about those who were taken and never heard from him again.....

Leon walked the streets unscrupulously, but there was nowhere to go.

The carnival clubs of yesteryear have ceased operations, bars are closed, and only in the middle of the city, on the top floors of luxury hotels, are still open to the public – the boundaries of which are limited to the powerful "high-ranking people".

Of course, the people don't need to be jealous or resentful, this is not just the state officials who are not allowed to set fires to the people to light the lamps, the reason why these powerful men still gather together in the middle of the night is naturally not to hug the beautiful models left and right, for simple entertainment,

It's about dedication, thinking about how we can come up with better policies that serve the people.

Governing the British Empire is a high art, on the one hand, to make the people aware of and even accustomed to their own difficult situation, and on the other hand, to appease these untouchables so that they do not rise up and turn back the clock of history.

There is talk of refugees in the Middle East dead on a political level, and the supreme directives from Downing Street have extinguished any spark that could be on fire.

The first was the speech, in which Prime Minister Rachel Ross delivered a national address in which he declared that the country was on the brink of the most dangerous of the worst as it was eighty years ago, and that Britain must save itself and the British people must save themselves.

To this end, she made the following decision –

In the name of "reducing the government deficit", a large number of redundant departments were shut down, a large number of bureaucrats who were in a state of poverty were fired, and the administrative system was forcibly compressed into a flat shape.

summoned the person in charge of the propaganda mouth, and asked to control public opinion and actively guide the people.

By the way, it is mandatory to tighten citizens' access to information from the outside world, whether it is newspapers, radio or television, and set up a number of barriers to reduce the appearance of entertainment programs - in order to protect their minds from the outside world.

In addition, Prime Minister Ross also demanded that more support for Christianity be strengthened, so that those Christian priests who are obsessed with little boys will be a little more normal, and cooperate with the British government to do a good job of resolving the problem. =

Finally, there is the refugee issue, Prime Minister Ross first issued a large series of policies to forcibly restrain refugees, settle the past cases, and never tolerate adultery, and the viciousness of the methods and the resolute attitude made the ignorant people who were plagued by refugees shout Long live, thinking that the British government has finally done a practical thing.

It didn't take long for the Anglo-French coalition to bomb the Middle East, making the situation even more chaotic, and the waves of refugees pouring into Europe were pouring in.

Anyone with a normal IQ can see that something is wrong - the British Empire was just about to deal with refugees on the front foot, and then on the back foot took the initiative to cause an incident, triggering an even greater wave of refugees, and this kind of big-faced, schizophrenic action troubled the people.

Soon, public opinion formed a polarized trend, and a group of people claimed that the British Empire did not want to solve the refugees at all.

Another group of people claimed that the British Empire would settle the refugees sooner or later, and this seemingly slap in the face was just a big game of chess for the British Empire, a big and big game, and only those who were really in high positions could get the inside information.

The two gangs quarreled with each other, and the situation that had been unanimously pointed at the British government was dismantled in an instant.

Rather than letting the people's hearts brew on their own and accumulate prestige, it is better to throw out smoke bombs and let the people who lack information channels and have low intelligence fight with each other, quarrel with each other, and have no time to care about anything else.

The mounted police in the extreme distance spotted the strolling Leon, grabbed the reins, and scolded the horse to approach slowly.

The square-faced Scottish Yard policeman waved his flashlight, and the blinding light shrouded Leon, "Sir, do you have a pass?" ”

Li Ang scratched his chin absently, and said flatly: "Pass Ming? What is that, and can you eat it? ”