The combat power of each blood clan far exceeds that of ordinary martial artists, such as Sallenwell and Donnie, they are no longer normal human beings, what Monica's real combat power is, Ye Fan is not clear, but tonight, he wants to borrow Yaza's hand to see the strength of the blood clan viscount, and then have an expected estimate of the overall level of the Western Dark World. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's the situation?" In the lobby of the hotel, Ye Fan greeted Wu Tingdong.

The colonel's face was solemn, he glanced at Monica, and said in a low voice: "The twelve-man squad has lost contact, and the worst may be completely wiped out, and the news is temporarily blocked and has not been reported to the military." ”

"Well, you're doing the right thing, let's go, let's see where this Yazha came from. Ye Fan smiled and patted Wu Tingdong's shoulder, "The hotel will strengthen its vigilance." ”

"Okay!" Taking out the walkie-talkie, Ngo Dinh Dong conveyed a few orders to his subordinates, and then the three of them left the Vienna Hotel.

The residence of the Sultan East tycoon is located in a complex of wealthy residences on the outskirts of Yangon, where a military vehicle and a Porsche sports car quietly drove into the rich area in the pouring rain.

"Wait a minute, it's better to live. Ye Fan sat next to Monica and instructed lightly: "After finishing this matter, I hope you will do me another favor." ”

"What are you and me?" repeatedly tolerated and lowered her posture repeatedly, Monica was really angry this time.

Ye Fan smiled and casually turned the ring in his hand, and the golden brilliance pierced Monica's anger.

"Have you heard of Raphael? I'm going to meet him in Dubai. Ye Fan said.

Hearing the name Raphael, Monica's expression changed slightly.

"You have a feud with him?"

"That's pretty much it. Ye Fan looked at her deeply, this woman has lived for more than two hundred years, it seems that she has made a lot of friends, she must know many secrets, she expected this, and she should have been taken in in Moscow.

"You'd better not mess with them. Monica bluntly persuaded: "With your strength, you are not qualified to fight against them." ”

"Are you, too, afraid of the hand of God?" Ye Fan smiled disapprerovingly: "Whether you are qualified or not, it's too early to make a judgment." ”

Monica sneered: "The well water in the east and west does not interfere with the river water, if you insist on wading into this pool of muddy water, don't blame me for not reminding you, be careful of dying without a place to be buried, and become a laughing stock." ”

Ye Fan laughed a few times, fighting for strength, fighting for the background, who is afraid of whom?

The Eastern cultivation of true occult arts, if you can't fight the hidden forces of the West, that's a joke.

At this moment, the sports car stopped on the road, and the thick smell of blood filled the heavy rain, wafting into the nostrils through a gap in the window.

The blood clan is born with a high sensitivity to blood, they are like sharks in the ocean, flies in the garbage heap, bloodthirsty, sensitive, and greedy.

Monica frowned and looked at the cars parked in the shade of the trees on the road ahead.

"Sure enough, it......'s already dead" Compared with her sense of smell, Ye Fan's gaze was more direct and domineering, piercing through those cars, and seeing the plainclothes soldiers who died tragically.

These people were bleeding and blackened, and all of them had been poisoned by unknown poisons.

And just as his perception reached out to the cars, in a room of the villa, the great wizard Nazanwei opened his eyes on scarlet

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