Click!!

The glass in his hand instantly cracked with countless cracks.

Garon put down the cup in his hand, raised his head and calmly looked at the subordinate in front of him who reported the situation.

The three subordinates were strong and powerful, with fierce faces, but in front of him at this time, they trembled slightly, sweated coldly, and did not dare to stand up straight when they bent over.

"Vivien was attacked??" Garon's expression was calm, but the more he did, the more he could feel the anger he was hiding beneath his exterior.

One of his subordinates' scalp tingled, and he seemed to feel Garon's gaze like a sharp knife, slowly slicing across his forehead and face.

"According to intelligence, a gas station in Nadia was attacked by a group of mysterious people, after which it was rescued by another group and is now missing. ”

He held back the hairiness in his heart and quickly whispered the situation.

Garon nodded.

"Go down. ”

As if they had been pardoned, the three subordinates quickly turned around and quickly left the room, gently closing the door, and the sound of severe relief could be heard in the distance.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Garon looked at the dishes in front of him, and even his favorite boiled snails in tomato soup were no longer attractive.

Gently pushing away the plate, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number directly.

The number is a bit long, and it took a few prefix numbers to officially dial the real number.

honk

After a short waiting tone.

"Hey, Garon, why do you have time to call me?" said an old man's voice through the microphone.

"How's your plan, AG?" said Garon, tapping gently and rhythmically on the table. There was a subtle clicking sound, and the sound waves were transmitted invisibly and spread, and some subtle sound waves bounced back. It can make him clearly feel if there is something extra around him.

"I know it. AG laughed, "The matter of the Bloodline has provoked you, and if you are not involved, you will not take the initiative to contact us for a reason." ”

"You know me well. Garon had a strange smile on his face, "Indeed, as you said, the previous matter of the blood clan has nothing to do with me, and the area where I am located is in the northern part of the United States, so it will not be affected." Naturally, there is no need to actually do it with you. But "

"But it's different now?"

"Yes, it's different now. "Garon for sure.

His planned trip to Memphis was also disrupted by the sudden news. For the blood civil war, he needs to plan again.

"What are you going to do? We are also welcome. AG said with a smile.

Garon groaned.

The core of his original focus was to find the mask first and solve Nadia's troubles, and the imitation mask could not be suppressed for too long. Then write your own tome as much as possible during this time, and try to form a second soul seed. As for the Blood Witch or something. Let them go, as long as they don't provoke him, they can talk together, and treat them as if they don't exist.

"The reason why you are in the northern region of the United States, where there is no blood power, is because it is the clean land that was once the agreement between the blood and wizards, and the place where the mother lion is located. "But this peace is not permanent. With the escalation of the conflict. Neither side may be able to take care of that much. ”

Garon understood this, and AG had recorded it in the book he had given him. Through that book. He and AG were able to exchange knowledge in absolute secrecy, which also allowed him to learn more about the Bloodline.

However, after the incident, AG invited him to participate in the planning and arrangement of the blood clan several times, but Garon refused, and he was busy dealing with the nine-headed dragon king Nadia at the time, busy training his dream skills.

"Now that the secret party has the upper hand, if you want to intervene, maybe the time is right. We talked about the specific plan in the book. ”

"It's good. ”

Garon hung up the phone, was silent for a moment, stood up and walked to the bookshelf, crouched down and pulled out a small book with a black shell from the bottom row of books.

Gently flip it open, and inside is a blank pale yellow page.

'The leader of the Ming Party, Pale Castin, has now been entangled by the leader of the Secret Party, and the other Dead Apostle is chasing after Red Moon, and the other strongest need to pay attention to two people. The words of AG appear on the page. 'One is the Scarlet Spear, and the other is the Pool of Light. These two are known as the strongest blood clan under the Dead Apostles, one is one of the leaders of the secret party, and the other is the head of the Ming party. ’

I don't want to know about this useless information. Garon interrupted him, 'Help me investigate something, what kind of powerful person attacked my sister?'

I can't help you with this. AG refused his request, "In the United States, I am not as strong as you." And, you'll have news about this soon, trust me, soon'

'Is this your revelation?' Garon was the least of believing in prophecy.

Drip

Suddenly, the phone he had on the table rang. The monotonous and clear ringtone is accompanied by the vibration of the mobile phone, constantly moving the position of the mobile phone slightly on the desktop.

There was a light on the screen, and the caller ID was Aisharo.

Garon narrowed his eyes and picked up his phone and pressed on.

"Hey?" he tried to keep his voice soft.

"Garon? I'm Aisaro. ”

Distant Drip Asia

Somewhere in the middle of a wilderness road, a white sedan was parked on the right side of the road, the door was open, and Aisaro stood beside the car, his hair blowing back. The sun shone on her face, glowing with a delicate white sheen.

Aisaro was holding his cell phone and talking to Garon.

Vivien in the car stared at her phone like a poor kitten, with extremely eager eyes, obviously wanting to talk to her brother.

Arisha comfortingly hugged her hand on the side, and she also looked like she didn't know what to do.

The two Bloodline Preto and the young woman sat in the front row.

The two watched as Asaro was on the phone, with Preto smiling wryly and the woman looking impatient.

"Garon told us to change direction at once and send his sister in the direction of Saint-Fran. Asaro suddenly put down the phone and looked at Preto and the Female Bloodline with a frown.

"Why didn't he die!?" Before Preto speak, the female blood clan couldn't help but curse. "We're his babysitters? Why did he protect his sister to Saint-Frans? He's funny, isn't he?"

"Don't talk about my brother!!" Vivien retorted loudly.

"Your brother is an idiot!!" the female blood clan seemed to be annoyed to a certain extent, and immediately burst out of her mouth.

Vivien was so angry that her cheeks bulged, she stared at her with tears in her eyes, her small mouth opened but she didn't know how to fight back, she could only tremble with anger.

"The rescuers we're waiting for haven't come yet, so maybe that's an option. With the help of human power, escape from the secret party tracking. "Preto tried to ease the atmosphere on both sides.

"Three Lower Bloods, hundreds of vampires, do you think we can rely on the strength of ordinary humans to escape their tracking?

Aisaro shook his head slightly speechlessly, listening to the phone for a while.

"His men will arrive here in half an hour. ”

"What are you doing here, sending you to death?" replied the female blood clan angrily.

"Okay, don't say a word. Prieto quickly grabbed her shoulders and comforted her.

Aisaro had faith in Garon.

Her silent killing technique of killing vampires and injuring Lars was taught by Garon, who in her eyes was a mysterious and powerful bizarre martial artist. It can be said that it is half of her master.

"We're going to be here until the afternoon anyway. It's only half an hour, and it's okay. ”

"It's okay, it's not our business to live or die when the two people who dragged him down and threw them at that time. The female blood clan Ya Ya said angrily.

"Watch your tone!" Aisaro couldn't help but speak, "My sister isn't a drag. ”

"Tone?what tone?you're also a drag and embarrassed to talk about others?"

"You!?" Asaro couldn't stand the bite of the mad dog of the female blood clan.

"What? want to do it?" said Ya got out of the car.

"Alright!!Stop!!! The good old man finally got angry, and all of a sudden Hya and Asaro stopped talking.

Aisaro didn't understand, obviously this Yaya looked quite intellectual, why did he look like he was catching someone and biting whom?

For a moment, everyone was stunned by Prito, and they didn't speak.

Shen Ya snorted coldly and went back to the car.

Aisaro's chest was heaving and bulging.

"Arisha, let's go to his place when Brother Garon comes. ”

"I'm okay with that. Arisha nodded, she didn't want to go with Yaya for a long time, this female blood clan had a violent temperament, and she and her sister were completely disagreeable. It's not once or twice these days.

"Alas," Prito exhaled helplessly, and everyone didn't know what to say.

He glanced at Aya and walked over to Aisaro and lowered his voice.

"Okay, don't be angry, she is also a little grumpy, but her heart is still good. It was her uncle who picked us up this time, so it was better not to get too stiff. ”

"You think I'm talking about playing?" Aisaro looked at him in surprise, "I really plan to go to Vivien's brother." Part of my boxing technique is taught by him, and he will definitely find a way. ”

Just kidding, that's how I quarreled with her like this, if we went to the territory where the blood clan was located, or her elegant territory, wouldn't it be as easy as she wanted?

"You're not kidding?" Preto finally began to take Asaró's words seriously.

"Of course. (To be continued......)