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The Continental Hotel, in the basement meeting room.

Wren walked directly into the room as if no one was there, and then the golden sword sat directly on the first throne, like a king patrolling his own territory.

And behind Wren are Frank and John, both exuding fierceness.

The domineering and flamboyant nature of the three Wren was not surprising to everyone present.

What really surprised everyone present was that Firefox, as the representative of the mutual aid association, also guarded Wren's head with a posture of complete surrender.

"It's no wonder that Sloane from the Mutual Aid Society didn't come and had a good plan. "

"Schemes, what schemes, did I miss something?"

"Idiot, don't you see the look in the eyes of that woman in the Firefox when she looks at Rayne Sullivan, it's obviously a beauty trick. "

"Shamelessly, the glory of the thirteen seats of the Dark Council has been lost. "

"Idiot, and the glory of Nima, I know in Asia that the mutual aid will be destroyed if it does not surrender. "

"Yes, I heard that Mrs. Gao's cautious old lady is hanging, and she can't even be resurrected. "

A group of representatives of their respective forces, their eyes glancing around.

However, it is incomparably unanimous that no one was the first to speak17 before Wren spoke.

Wren didn't care about the performance of these people, he just looked at the origin of everyone with his eyes.

Bloods, witches, werewolves, warriors, dark elves, dark magicians, and even the people of the Sea Clan.

Washington.

The elite of the Quartet of the Dark Council were all wiped out, and they were also accused of assassinating the president.

The sensation caused by this incident was big enough to spread around the world.

The spokespersons of the thirteen seats of the Dark Council, who gathered at the Twisted Continent Hotel again, are also the powerful people with heads and faces among their respective forces.

Every existence here has an extremely strong aura of energy on its body, and the lowest is at the level of the Earth Evil.

In other words, everyone here is basically an existence that can be compared to the early Thor five or five.

This kind of powerful existence, of course, has to avoid Rennes a few points because of the situation.

But in fact, before Wren didn't show enough strength to subdue everyone, that kind of evasion seemed very perfunctory.

A group of unruly people.

After his gaze swept over the group, Wren had already made a judgment in his heart.

If it were the old days.

Wren may also be interested in playing with these strange creatures of darkness.

But at the moment, Wren still has a lot of work to do.

The split and merger of the Osborne Group, the refining and research of the Destiny Loom, and the secret exploration of Hydra given by Stern, etc., all require Wren to spend a certain amount of energy to arrange.

So Wren decided to use the most domineering means to directly deter these unruly guys.

Knock! Knock!

Wren's fingertips tapped lightly on the table.

When the atmosphere in the whole room was at its most stiff, Wren quickly leaned forward slightly, with a sense of oppression, and looked down at everyone with a condescending attitude.

"There used to be a saying in my hometown, which is called entering the house to call people, and entering the temple to worship God. "

"You don't seem to have a clear grasp of the situation. "

"Barbarians are barbarians, but what a bunch of guys who don't know what politeness is. "

Wren's extremely unkind words, with an almost humiliating attitude, directly stimulated the atmosphere of the whole room, and suddenly became extremely tense.

The strong smell of gunpowder and the noisy murderous aura all became tense at this moment.

Wren, however, paid no heed.

After humiliating everyone present, Wren leaned back slightly, and the fire fox was already very well-behaved, took out a cigar and came over, smoked and lit it, and respectfully served Wren.

"Whew!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

A puff of smoke was exhaled into the air.

Wren has a bit of a sideways eye for these seemingly unruly guys.

These dark creatures, none of whom have lived for an unknown number of years, are all treacherous and ghostly.

Even if it is Wren's face humiliation, even if it is the natural ramp of many dark creatures.

But in this case, no one is willing to make a bird. []

It can only be said that these people are not stupid, and they would rather endure the anger of the moment than offend the official Rain-Sullivan at this time.

The mountains do not come to me, but I go to see the mountains.

Seeing that no one was making a bird, Wren's gaze wandered to the two Blood Clan Elders and Werewolf Leaders in the room, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"I don't know if you two are really brave or stupid and don't know it. "

"Do you really think that the assassination of me is so easy to pass?"

"Hehe, an earl elder, a silver wolf leader, let's say, how do you two want to die?"

If there is no black fog flowing.

Wren plucked his cigar with one hand and tapped the table with the other.

At this moment, Wren's sharp and pure killing intent shrouded the two of them unscrupulously.

"Ignorant and stupid ......"

Rumble!

The Blood Clan Elder's voice in the room had just begun, and a handful of black mist had already spread behind him, and the white bone gods and demons in a flash of flickering claws descended.

The Blood Clan Elder's words came to an abrupt end, and he was completely dragged into the black mist.

Then came the sound of gnawing flesh and chewing bones in the black mist.

"Roar... Woohoo......"

After seeing this 387 scene, the silver wolf leader who was originally angry and was transforming into a werewolf suddenly froze in place.

Whether it is a blood earl or a werewolf leader, they are all existences of the same level.

Especially the Earl of the Blood Clan, who is from the vampire Jinting clan, has pure blood and strong combat power.

This silver wolf is in charge, and the other party is also an old rival in Europe.

After hundreds of years of fighting life and death, there are not many times that the wolf leader can win against the other party.

But now, the white skeleton in the black mist was just a flickering probe claw, so that the Blood Count didn't even have the slightest ability to resist.

An old rival for many years, this is gone?

Halfway through the transformation, the silver wolf leader at this moment was very embarrassed, and he seemed to look at others for help.

And then the eggs.

After seeing Wren's strength and domineering.

At this time, those treacherous old fritters all sat upright and didn't see anything.

At the same time, Wren's gaze also fell on the silver wolf leader.

In the black mist, there is an incomparably terrifying qi machine, which is always entangled in the body of the silver wolf leader.

The Silver Wolf Commander gritted his teeth and completely turned into a huge silver wolf, and then Sa Huan seemed to run to Wren, obediently rubbing the other party's trouser legs.

"Sensible, big dog, I will spare you from death today. "。