The limousine drove slowly down the road.

Meng Xuan was dressed in casual clothes, holding his big bag and sitting in the back seat of the car, without saying a word.

I don't know if it's because of the confidence in my own judgment, or if it's really a low posture, the woman Lolita not only didn't bring a bodyguard, but also didn't even bring a driver, and drove Meng Xuan herself.

Meng Xuan didn't speak, and Lolita didn't take the initiative to say anything.

She knew that if the things she had prepared could not satisfy Meng Xuan, no matter how much she said, it would not be useful.

The person sitting in the back of her car was not an ordinary high school student who was easy to talk and fool, but a bloody executioner with nearly 100 lives in his hands from the Angel Gang and the Haitian Society!

She took a deep breath, suppressed her increasingly restless heartbeat, tried not to tremble in the terrifying oppressive force that Meng Xuan exuded anytime and anywhere, firmly grasped the steering wheel, and drove towards the headquarters of the Tricolor Society.

North District, Tricolor Club.

This is the headquarters of the Tricolor, and only members of the Tricolor are allowed to enter and exit it.

It has the most tight defense system of the Tricolor, and it has the most elite armament.

But these are no longer in Meng Xuan's eyes now.

As soon as he arrived at the club, Meng Xuan saw the high-level executives of the Tricolor Club all wearing black suits, lined up in two rows, standing neatly and respectfully outside the luxurious gate of the club, waiting quietly, attracting the attention of the surrounding passers-by.

Lolita stopped the limousine, she got out of the car herself, opened the door for Meng Xuan, and guided Meng Xuan to get out of the car.

Brush!!

The moment Meng Xuan got out of the car, the high-level executives of the Tricolor Guild lined up in two rows, all in black suits, bowed to him in unison, and their waists were bent at ninety degrees.

Cleanse these useless.

Meng Xuan's face was expressionless, he carried his big bag on his back, and put his hands in the pockets of his old slacks, like a high school student who came to visit, walking through the bowing crowd under the guidance of Lolita.

He also seemed to see two or three pro-level experts in the crowd, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Unless it is a top professional level, the ordinary professional level is actually not much different from ordinary people in his eyes.

"If it's all that's on the outside, I don't think there's much need for the Tricolor Society."

Walking in the passage to the conference room, Meng Xuan said lightly.

"Of course, don't worry."

Hearing Meng Xuan's words, Lolita's heart sank slightly.

Soon, under the guidance of Lolita, Meng Xuan came to the large luxurious conference room in the Tricolor Club.

The door of the conference room was pushed open by the service staff, and Lolita and Meng Xuan walked into the conference room together.

The large round tables in the conference room were removed, leaving a large open space.

In this clearing, about ten meters of red flannel covered the ground, and in the area covered by the red flannel, there were round protrusions, and it seemed that something should be covered under the red cloth.

Meng Xuan frowned when he saw this.

With a very keen sense of smell, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Mr. Meng, allow me to show you the apologies of our Tricolor."

Lolita bowed slightly to Meng Xuan, and then waved her hand lightly behind her.

Four gangsters in black suits and black sunglasses walked quickly into the conference room, stood at the four corners of the square red flannel, each grabbed a corner of the red flannel, and jerked the red flannel open.

An even stronger smell of blood came to my face.

Beneath the red flannel is an extremely terrifying scene.

There were more than two dozen heads densely placed on the ground.

These people were extremely pale, their lips were purple, and some of them had distorted, angry, fearful, and painful expressions on their faces, they were men and women, old and young, Caucasian and yellow, there were so many that even Meng Xuan couldn't look at them for a while.

"Mr. Meng, this is the apology that I and the Tricolor Society have prepared for you, these people are all related to the negotiations with Kunnan at that time, and planned the action against you, I took their heads and put them here, hoping that they can calm Mr. Meng's anger a little."

Lolita lowered her head and said respectfully to Meng Xuan, her gaze calmly looking at the heads all over the ground.

Among these people, there are even her relatives, her husband, and her cronies.

But when she launched a rebellion, she did not show any mercy.

She knows that she has to give as much as she wants.

Meng Xuan glanced at Lolita deeply, and looked at her seriously for the first time.

Lolita's expression was still restrained, as if she didn't dare to have a trace of disrespect.

From the very beginning, the woman behaved impeccably, cowardly, respectful, fearful······

Everything she does now seems to be under pressure from Meng Xuan, but what is behind the facts?

Almost all the people who participated in the talks with Kunnan at that time were the top leaders of the Tricolor, and this group of high-ranking people died, but she became the new head of the Tricolor.

She even took this opportunity to use these dead people to show enough sincerity to Meng Xuan, in order to gain Meng Xuan's favor.

If she can save the Tricolor because of this, maybe she can still gain the support of the Tricolor and sit firmly in the position of the head of the Tricolor.

Is such a woman really as simple as she appears on the surface?

Meng Xuan stared at Lolita for a long time.

"You should know that it's not enough."

Meng Xuan said lightly.

"Of course, this can only represent the apology of the Tricolor, and next, the sincerity of the Tricolor."

"If you are willing to forgive the Tricolor, from now on, half of the Tricolor's property will be credited to you, and I and the Tricolor will become your most loyal subordinates. As long as you want, I will take the Tricolor Society and reorganize the North District, and when the time comes, you will be the king of the underground forces in the North District. ”

With that, Lolita fell to her knees on one knee and pressed her beautiful head deep into her knees.

In her lowered eyes, there was no sadness, no fear, no humility, only a burning flame of ambition and desire.

She knew that with Meng Xuan's strength, the small North District would not be taken into his eyes, and she, as his spokesperson, would definitely be able to replace Aisia and become the next "angel godmother" of the North District.

Meng Xuan quietly stared at this ambitious and ruthless woman.

In her, he seemed to see another shadow of Althea.

He likes smart people who know what they want and know exactly what it costs to get it.

He admired their means, ambition, and lust.

But he didn't want the day when these ambitions and means would be used against him.

"You go out first."

Meng Xuan said with a faint glance at the four black-suited bodyguards in the conference room.

Hearing this, the four bodyguards walked out of the door of the conference room very respectfully, and brought the door up by the way.

In the huge conference room, only Meng Xuan was standing, Lolita was half-kneeling with her head bowed, and a hideous human head that was pale and bloody.

Meng Xuan slowly bent down, and nodded Lolita's chin to slowly hold up her beautiful face.

This woman was half-biting her lip at this time, and her eyes flashed with a hint of dodging and weakness, and any man would be aroused by such a look to protect and conquer.

She was looking forward to what was coming next.

However, there was no trace of fluctuation in Meng Xuan's eyes.

"I need to let you know what kind of being you're talking to."

Meng Xuan said lightly, a dark purple light flashing in his eyes.

Rumble!!!!

Endless terrifying black smoke poured out from behind Meng Xuan.

Boundless darkness enveloped Lolita, and a visceral shudder and fear completely overwhelmed her mind.

In the extremely dark chaotic space, she knelt on one knee, and in front of her, the only thing that could be seen was an extremely great being.

His body was incomparably huge, under a black robe, he faintly had a face similar to Meng Xuan, and a huge vertical eye appeared in the space behind his head, as if he was in charge of chaos, fear, death, and destruction in the world.

The vertical eyes of the great being were fixed on her.

The boundless power of terror overwhelmed her.

At this moment, all ambitions and desires were left behind by her.

Her other knee fell heavily to the ground, and the whole person fell completely on the ground, trembling violently, her forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground, like the most devout believer. Take a look at the latest chapter of "Distorted Realm Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.