"Father, Yang Jingang called, saying that the blood beads sensed the existence of the clan near Bai Xiaosheng, do you rush over now and postpone the time to visit the Fu Sijie family?" Yang Buqu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, hung up the phone and asked respectfully, and Fu Sijie, who was driving, dilated his pupils for a while, clan relatives, this adult is actually other clansmen, how strong is the strength of this Yang family, maybe the time has come for my Fu family to turn over.

"Turn around immediately and go to Bai Xiaosheng!" Yang Shaodi's indifferent face showed rare excitement and nervousness.

"Oh!oh!" Fu Sijie, who was driving, could naturally hear the urgency of Yang Shaodi's words, and after a beautiful left turn, the hovercar rushed in the direction of Bai Xiaosheng without any scruples.

"Brother Jin, what are those people doing? The induction of this blood bead is too strong, Yang Shaodi's blood relatives are near here, in this group of people!" Zhang Dafu, who was hidden in the crowd, looked around, and he was surprised to find that Yang Jin's clenched left hand actually revealed a trace of red light.

"Shut up, didn't you see the Saint Seiya and the Blood Clan in the middle of the road? weird! It's so weird!" Yang Jin tried to arch his body as much as possible, using the crowd in front of him to block his body, he had a bad feeling.

"Friend, what are the Saint Seiya and the Blood Clan in the middle of the road doing? Why are they standing still? What are they looking for, or are they waiting for someone" Zhang Dafu patted the middle-aged man in front of him on the shoulder, and a thousand-yuan golden ticket was handed over.

"You keep this money for yourself, as for why they are standing in the middle of the road, I don't know, maybe they are waiting for someone!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and motioned for Zhang Dafu to take the money back, and Zhang Dafu, whose eyes were rolling, asked the others in the same way, but the answer he got was unknown.

"He's nnd! Is my golden ticket fake? I don't charge money, no, strange, strange! Brother Jin, how do I feel that the atmosphere is a little depressing, otherwise, let's retreat first and look for it in another position!" Zhang Dafu retreated to the position just now, found that Yang Jin had disappeared, and touched his head. Confused, he began to look for Yang Jin in the crowd.

"As long as it's in London, we'll meet sooner or later!" After still not being able to notice the blood clan that made his blood hot, he waved his hand to the blood clan behind him, and the blood clan horses who were looking for targets everywhere collectively returned to Di Sven's side with gloomy faces, they understood very clearly that why the bloodline was restless was because the bloodline was suppressed, what does this mean, the noble bloodline that their Disqi family is most proud of will become a thing of the past, a person feels something strange, it may be an illusion, or other misunderstandings, but a group of people feel the restlessness of the bloodline, then it is true。

"Interesting, interesting, if you want your Duke to suffer a little more, I don't mind staying a little longer!" the Nine Holy Sons shrugged, signaling that he didn't care about the time anymore.

"You five stay!" Disven's gloomy face instantly turned into a wicked smile.

"Haha! If it weren't for the decision of the council leader, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to the life or death of Duke Dolonga, don't you think that our blood clan doesn't know what you Saint Seiya thinks, don't you just want to get the remnants of "Evolutionary", you slaughtered our blood clan back then, didn't you just want to get the fragment of "Evolution", but unfortunately, what if you get it, the "Evolution" divided into more than ten parts is not something that you Saint Seiya can gather!" Di Swen laughed and walked forward, but his eyes still swept towards the crowd around him, trying to find Yang Jin.

"Finally gone, although our Yang family will be discovered by other blood clans sooner or later, it is best not to expose it until the blood ancestor has formed an alliance. Sitting across the road, Yang Jin in the café stared at the slightly red blood beads in his hands, and his expression couldn't help but be ecstatic, blood relatives were blood relatives, and they were getting closer and closer, just within a few hundred meters, thinking of this, Yang Jin dropped a golden ticket and rushed towards the door of the café.

"Sir, I'm not bragging, I said, I know all the best-looking, the best-eating, and the most fun things in London, so let's have fun these three days!" a young man with a thin body, a fair complexion, and a delicate black hair hooked up on the shoulders of the middle-aged man and smiled obscenely

"Hehe! Yes, it's not bad, but it's a pity that the visa time is a week, give! This is two thousand gold coins, and I will come to you next time I have a chance" The middle-aged man took out two gold coins from his wallet and handed them to the young man.

"TMD! It's really stingy, although the minimum price of the tour guide is 2,000, but my brother is doing his best to take him to play, at least add a little hard money! Hey! This month's rent has risen again, 10,000 gold coins!" After the young man saw the middle-aged man disappear, he held his mouth and looked contemptuous, and when he thought of this month's living expenses and huge rent, he suddenly had a sad face.

"What's your last name?" Yang Jin put the hot blood beads into his pocket with a slight trembling left hand, and immediately asked excitedly when he saw the young man turn around.

"Damn, who are you, why is there no sound when you walk!" The young man found that a person had appeared behind him at some point, and he immediately took three steps back.

"Five thousand gold coins, as long as you give me five thousand gold coins, I will tell you my name!" The young man smiled playfully when he saw that Yang Jin's clothes were still a bit classy

"Can I swipe my card? I don't have any cash with me! I will swipe you as much as you want, as long as you tell me what your last name is. Yang Jin said solemnly, and there was even a hint of pleading in his tone.

"Cut! Do you take me for a fool, or are you just a fool? Go away! Don't be the uncle's way, the uncle still has to make money!" Seeing that Yang Jin refused to get out of the way, the young man reluctantly detoured.

"What, who are you?" The young man who had just taken a step to the left suddenly looked shocked, because Yang Jin had quietly appeared in front of him without knowing when.

"Big brother, you are a master, we seem to have no grievances, my seriously ill mother, still waiting for me to come home and cook for her! How about letting me live?" The young man's phoenix eyes suddenly turned slightly red, and tears seemed to be about to flow out of his eyes.

"Don't worry, I definitely don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to make sure of one thing, is your surname Yang?" Yang Jin said suddenly.

"What? surname Yang? What do you say, why don't I understand, I have lived in London since I was a child, my surname is Sha!"

Yang Jin, who had been staring at the young man's pupils, saw that the young man's eyes were extremely clear, and it didn't seem like a lie, but the reaction of the blood beads would definitely not be wrong, then there were two answers, one, this young man's real surname was Sha, he didn't know at all, in fact, his surname was Yang, and second, this young man's deception had reached an extremely high level, and he could already control the instinctive reaction of his body.

"Well, whatever your last name is, I'll tell you, my last name is Yang, and I have an extraordinary relationship with you, so you have to go with me. After thinking about it for a while, Yang Jin decided to take this young man back to the castle of the Blood Clan.

"I think, you definitely recognized the wrong person, or, I'll give you my mobile phone number, I'll go first, what's the matter, you call me, I'll be on call?" The atmosphere was silent for a while, and the young man said to Yang Jin

"You still don't believe me, so what?" Yang Jin found that the young man in front of him was still perfunctory, so he turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place, and his index finger had already appeared at the temple of the young man in the next second.

"I'm going to kill you, it's as easy as a snap, why waste so much tongue with you?" Yang Jin, who withdrew his fingers, returned to his original place.

"Well, I admit that you have no ill will towards me, but, if it were you, would you go with a stranger?" said the young man, retracting his expression and looking calm

"Brother Jin, I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here, is it this young man?" Zhang Dafu, who was hundreds of meters away, finally found Yang Jin, and he looked at the young man in surprise when he ran quickly.