"Look me in the eye."

Chu Zihang grabbed his hair and forced him to look at him.

The bright golden pupils were as brilliant as the sun, and Qifu's golden pupils were also activated, but they were as dim as the remnant stars.

"You, you're half-blood, too."

He stammered.

The suppression of low-blood by high-blood hybrids is obvious and has gone beyond the concept of social class, but is an instinct in the genes.

Chu Zihang estimated that if Lu Mingfei showed his bloodline, even the pure-blooded dragon clan would be suppressed, but unfortunately he was unwilling and couldn't.

"Tell me, where is Guzmán?"

He asked in a deep voice.

"What are you looking for Boss Guzmán?"

Kifu tried to avoid the eyes that were disturbing him, but he couldn't.

"You just need to answer, you don't need to ask questions."

Chu Zihang said coldly.

"Ahh

Chiv let out a scream, and it turned out that the crow had broken one of his fingers.

"Next time, it's three."

Raven said slyly, his accented English deepening Chif's fear.

"I don't know, I really don't know. Boss Guzmán slept in a different house every day, and only a few people knew where he would sleep today. ”

He cried out in horror.

"Who are you fooling?"

The crow has to be forced.

"Really. Recently, the spies of the Anti-Addiction Bureau have come very frequently, and Guzmán is afraid that the Americans will attack him, and even Kuliacan does not dare to come out. If I lie to you, let Our Lady spit on my soul. ”

Kifu swears by a curse.

Mexicans believe in the Virgin Mary more than God and Christ, and the Virgin Mary is officially the patron saint of Mexico.

Although some clergy believe that this belief in the Lady of the Virgin is nothing more than a variant of the worship of the Aztec goddess, it does objectively give a significant boost to Mexicans' identification with Catholicism.

"You'd better know, or else, hehehe."

The crow pulls out a knife hidden in the middle of nowhere, and scratches Kifu's spine.

"I heard from a doctor friend of mine that they usually use two methods when they kill mice."

"One is the spinal dislocation method, in which the right hand grabs the rat tail and pulls it back hard, while the left hand presses down hard to separate the head from the spinal cord."

"One is the open pneumothorax method, which opens the rat to create an open pneumothorax, and then suffocates to death."

He didn't speak a lot of words, so he used Japanese instead.

But the movements of his hands made Chifu make up his own mind what he meant, and a great horror arose.

"You see which one you prefer. If you like the first one, then you have to come here, we don't have that much strength. If you like the second one, Your Excellency Chu and I can do it. I suggest you choose me, I am more experienced. ”

Raven kindly suggested.

Lu Mingfei walked over cooperatively, and Pu Fan's big palm grabbed Qifu's head and legs.

"I say I say!"

He cried out in a broken heart.

Lu Mingfei withdrew his palm and looked down at him like a demon god.

"The boss's man told me to bring a large batch of good wine to a place, and I guess Guzmán is supposed to have a banquet there today."

Kifu said.

"Are you sure?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"I'm not sure, it could be his son. But I really don't know anymore. ”

He shook his head in frustration.

"Where's the address?"

"Speak up, can you buy my life?"

Chifu asked expectantly.

"Say it quickly."

The raven's knife plunged directly into his shoulder blade.

"I said I said, in Fort Goose."

Chiv directly reported a string of addresses.

"You can't die for a while."

Lu Mingfei said.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the clamped sphincter was released.

"But you can't live either."

Kif's eyes widened, and the next second, his eyes went black.

Lu Mingfei took him in his hand, walked to the wall and inserted his finger into it, and one wall was thrown into the room.

The bright moonlight shone on him through the big hole, like a fairy like a demon.

"Let's go, go to Fort Goose."

The golden castle-style villa is lit up at the moment.

In the huge fountain pool in front of the castle, a black swan statue is elegantly spreading.

There are also a dozen white swans of different sizes in the pool, which are boredly playing with the water.

Mexico is not a habitat for swans, and only in winter do some species of swans fly north to spend the winter, which is now obsolete.

These swans were bought by Guzmán from Europe with a lot of money, and they are also of royal blood.

Although I don't know where the swan came from with royal blood, it doesn't matter, as long as the certificate says so.

Guzmán didn't like these noisy and pullable waterfowl, he just wanted to show off his nobility and wealth.

Especially today.

He finally invited a few people from half-blood families to come as guests, and although they didn't have as much money and guns as he did, their bloodlines were much more noble than his.

In a mixed-race society, low blood means low status.

Guzmán had seen those real high-blooded nobles make a move, and it was a force that human beings simply could not resist.

Don't look at the fact that he controls the entire city of Culiacán, and even the government convoy can't get in, but as soon as those adults make a move, he and his gang will immediately turn into a pile of minced meat.

That's it for him in his life, but if he can marry someone with a high bloodline, the offspring born will have a chance to advance his bloodline.

The dragon bloodline is very strong, and even if a high and low blood is mated, it is possible to give birth to offspring of a high blood.

So with the exception of some very conservative families, high-blood hybrids are not very reluctant to mate with other low-bloods.

Anyway, it's not like you can only have one, especially the male half-breed is very open in this regard.

Of course, not everyone can do it.

So Guzmán spent a lot of time and money to finally have the opportunity to meet today, and this time it must be successful.

He summoned his three sons to him.

The eldest son, Ivan, the child of Guzmán and his first wife, is also his right-hand man.

He looks pretty good, he doesn't look like an addict, but like a government worker.

But in fact, he was ruthless, and he instigated the recent incident of abusing and killing the detective in the restaurant.

He also raised a lion, and anyone who made him unhappy would be chopped up and fed to the lion.

The second son, Fredo, is the younger brother born to Ivan's mother, and the two look very similar.

Fredo is more interested in flaunting his wealth than killing people, and he is a playboy who often posts his sports cars, private jets and tiger cubs online.

Normally, he will use money to get the woman he wants, but if the other party doesn't want money, then he will let her know what cruelty is.

The third son, Dio, is Ivan's third brother and the most ferocious of the three brothers.

He often provoked conflicts with other gangs or law and order, and led to fierce firefights.

Guzmán has a headache for this, but he is very generous to his subordinates and often leads the way, so he is very popular with the middle and lower levels of the gang.

And Guzmán also needs such a mad dog to show the strength of the Kuliacán group, so he is also very important.

As the eldest, of course, he has more than a few children, but these three brothers happen to be the best of his children, and they are also the brothers of the same mother.

Even if someone is not selected in the end, the relationship between them will not fall out.

"Fredo, didn't I tell you to dress formally?"

Guzmán looked at his second son and frowned.

For such a formal dinner, what does it look like to wear a floral shirt.

"Dad, what era is it and still wears a suit and tie. Don't worry, I'm so handsome, there's no woman I can't take. And, even if I fail, won't there still Ivan and Dior? ”

Fredo said nonchalantly.

He didn't want to marry any high-blooded half-breed at all, and it wasn't certain who would ride who would ride at that time, and he didn't like to be passive.

"Tell you, you have to behave well for me today, or I'll freeze your account."

Guzmán said viciously.

"Got it, Dad."

Mortally threatened, Fredo immediately calmed down.

For a maniac like him to flaunt his wealth, having his account frozen is worse than being shot.

"And you Dior, don't show off your experience with other gangs with those young ladies, that will make you look stupid."

Guzmán looked at his third son again.

"Yes, Dad."

Dio pouted.

He didn't rejects being ridden on it, he just got bored.

But if he doesn't come, he will be confined, and Dio can only temporarily succumb to his father's obscenity.

Guzmán looked at his eldest son, Ivan, who nodded at him.

"Don't worry, Dad, I'll try."

Ivan said.

"Hmm."

Guzmán said with satisfaction.

He is the most at ease with this eldest son, calm, forbearing, and occasionally crazy is also based on reason.

If Ivan can give birth to a high-blooded offspring, he may be able to climb to the top of the organization.

"It's almost time, let's all go down and greet the guests."

Guzmán said, looking at the Rolex in his hand.

As the Vienna Orchestra began to play, tonight's VIPs arrived at Goose Castle one after another.

They are either dressed in Western dresses or traditional Mexican costumes, but no matter how they are dressed, they look very confident.

Because they are all high-blooded hybrids, as long as they want to be a waste, they will become the best among ordinary people.

"Welcome, noble guests. Your arrival has made Goose Castle shine like the sun. ”

Guzmán greeted him with his sons and said in a sincere and polite tone.

In order to make the banquet a success, he specially invited a ceremonial team from the United Kingdom.

Tonight's decorations, alcohol, dishes, lines, and more are all carefully designed.

"You're so kind, Mr. Guzmán."

The lady in the middle of the guests said lightly.

"No, not at all. It is a great honour for me to have you here, Mrs. Vanu. ”

Guzmán said respectfully.

The beautiful widow's deceased husband was just an ordinary person, and she was the only one left in her family.

But she was still one of the most honored guests of the evening, as the Vanu family was the oldest half-blood family in the area.

In a mixed-race society, a long history is often equated with a noble bloodline.

"What about the Lausanne family? Why haven't you come yet? ”

Mrs. Vanu glanced around.

"Monsieur Lausanne is a little delayed, it should be almost there, why don't we sit down and drink wine and listen to music first?"

Guzmán proposed.

The Lausanne family is another famous local mixed-race family, with a history not as long as the Vanu family, but the people are more prosperous.

"It's fine."

Mrs. Vanu agreed to his offer and was about to lead the group into their seats, when the sound of a car came from outside the door.

"It should be Mr. Lausanne who has arrived."

Guzmán said.

Everyone stopped again, ready to wait for the Lausanne family to take their seats together.

The roaring engine did not stop, but got closer and closer.

As soon as Guzmán realized something was wrong, an overbearing car slammed through the gate and rushed in.

"I'm sorry, guys, we'll have to drive in if we don't let the parking outside."

The crow poked his head out of the car window and said with a grin.

(End of chapter)