Wu control the world

Outside the Mellon Imperial Palace, in front of the Mellon Hotel.

Pross, who was dressed in a black robe, seemed to be in high spirits, although at this time at four o'clock in the morning, his attire and the cold breath he exuded had already made the service staff in this all-night hotel show a feeling of fear , but Pross still used his spring-like smiling face to nod and smile with everyone he met in the spacious lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

It seems that he is like the big boss behind the scenes who came to inspect the work of the hotel.

It was full of momentum, but in the majestic and cold momentum, there was a spring breeze.

A spring breeze that makes the service staff feel that it will be delusional.

It is also a spring breeze that can kill.

No one knew that his purpose of coming here was to kill people.

Pross looked up and squinted at the third floor, continued to smile and nod to a beautiful and slender service girl who passed by him, and then walked straight to room [-] on the third floor.

"Squeaky."

Pross stepped on the wooden stairs, walking slowly.

His weight made it impossible for him not to make a sound when he stepped on the stairs.

In fact, he never considered tiptoeing like a shady assassin to assassinate the young man in room [-].

What he wanted was to confront this young man openly and happily, and then torment this young man severely, expressing the depression he had suffered recently.

Finally, as the pudgy middle-aged man went up to the second floor, and then up to the third floor, the male and female service staff in the hall on the first floor breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but patted their chests, as if they were a monster that frightened them. Disappearing at once gave them a chance to let go of their nervousness at this time.

But the strange thing is that even though he guessed in his heart that this middle-aged man in a black robe with a cold and chilly aura exuding from his whole body should be planning to do something when he came to the third floor of the hotel, but these services No one in the staff dared to follow up to see what happened, or hurried to inform the hotel staff, let alone stop the middle-aged man and ask him what his purpose was for going up to the third floor.

They dare not, or rather, they don't want to die.

From the aura exuded by the middle-aged man, they secretly made up their minds, as if they hadn't seen him tonight.

Therefore, when Pross went up to the third floor, these people quickly dispersed and were busy with their own affairs, as if Pross had never been to the Mellon Hotel.

Just when room [-] on the third floor was gently pushed open with a "creak", another person came in from outside the hall.

a young man.

A good-looking young man with a handsome face, sharp facial lines and resoluteness.

Among the more nympho waitresses, several immediately surrounded him, asking softly if the young man wanted to stay in the hotel, if he wanted the hotel to prepare a suite, and what he wanted for food and drink.

It is estimated that at this moment, the young man has the cheek to say that he wants a good-looking woman to accompany him for the night, and some of these nympho girls will definitely agree to it shyly.

Of course, the young man in front of him would not do that.

Lin Xi came here not to stay in a hotel, drink tea and eat, but to kill people.

The purpose is the same as that of Pross who came before.

It's a pity that these waiters still didn't take this issue into consideration, and didn't take it to heart at all.

Therefore, when Linxi smiled and rejected the enthusiastic suggestions of these chattering and pretty girls, and walked up the stairs slowly, the service staff showed a puzzled look: Why did the two guests who came one after the other both He went straight to the third floor. Could it be that someone was waiting for these two guests in the room on the third floor?

But now it's past four o'clock in the morning, three big men ran into the same room, what are they going to do?

In fact, after reaching the third floor, Lin Xi didn't push the door to enter, but just stood still in front of room [-].

Inside the door, someone was talking.

Gray's voice came out first.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency, what are you doing here for no reason?" Gray asked while sitting on the bed with a calm face, but he was thinking sharply in his heart.

Because Gray knew deeply that the opponent was able to break through the three magic alarm devices he had set up in succession after pushing the door open, and he didn't wake up until the fourth device was activated. It is conceivable that the opponent's strength How terrible.

What made Gray even more afraid was that after breaking through the three lines of defense, this person was only an arm's length away from him, yet this person didn't do anything, and instead waited for him to wake up.

In doing so, either they are acquaintances with each other, or this person is very confident, so confident that he can easily subdue himself in a fair fight.

Of course, Gray knew that this person was not his acquaintance, so there was only the second possibility left.

But unexpectedly, what this person said was not to introduce his identity, nor to explain the purpose of coming here.

"Hmph, pretend, you just keep pretending."

Gray was a little dumbfounded, not understanding what this inexplicable sentence meant.

But looking at the middle-aged short and fat man exuding a cold aura, Gray was sure that his head was not rusted, he was not a fool, and naturally he would not say such nonsensical words for no reason.

"What do you mean? I don't understand."

Gray had no choice but to continue to interrogate, and at the same time secretly prepared to make a move.As the absolute core of the Ang Ye family, his strength has always been underestimated. In fact, he is a magician at the peak of the ninth level, not just a ninth-level magician as rumored by the outside world.

"Don't understand? Don't think that if you change your clothes, I can't recognize you if you change your appearance. You were very good at pretending before, but you have never shown your true face. It is still the same now, but I will see soon Your true face, but at that time, you were already a dead person."

Gray's heart suddenly shuddered, because when the person in front of him said this, a fierce killing intent suddenly exuded from his body, judging from the killing intent alone, he knew that this person's strength must not be weaker than his own!

Gray doesn't want to think about the strength of people who are not weaker than him.

Gray was even more unwilling to continue to misunderstand this person inexplicably, so that he would have to fight in the end.

So, Gray said very politely: "I think we must have misunderstood. I really don't know you, and, besides, I've always been like this."

Gray didn't dare to reveal his identity. After all, no one knew what kind of trouble he would cause if he revealed his true identity in the territory of the Mellon Empire.

But Pross wouldn't let Gray say any more.

"Stop talking nonsense, the bridge between you and me has been formed, and you are ready to die!"

Just after Pross finished speaking, a large confinement space condensed by black air quickly covered Gray's body!

A magician who has reached his level of strength has already mastered the control of the space, and it is very easy to use the confinement space.