New York, in the heart of Manhattan, stretches from Fifth Avenue to Seventh Avenue, spanning three blocks and covering more than 20 acres, with more than a dozen skyscrapers and a magnificent complex of more than 10 skyscrapers, which shines like a diamond in New York's crown at night.

This vast complex of buildings belongs to one family, that is, the evergreen tree of American politics and business, the Rockefeller family!

And this large piece of architecture that represents the prosperity and splendor of the United States is the world-famous Rockefeller Center!

Everyone knows that the Rockefeller family has immeasurable wealth, but they don't know what is behind these prosperity and dazzling things.

In a lavishly decorated room in the tallest building at Rockefeller Center, an old man in a red nightgown sits drowsy in a rocking chair with a Bible in his hand.

The old man looked very old, his face was covered with age spots, and a pair of old gold-rimmed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose, as if he was about to step into a coffin.

"Squeak-"

The door was gently pushed open, and a handsome man in a black tuxedo, white shirt, and bow tie approached the old man.

"Father, they're all here. The man bent over his chest and gestured very respectfully.

"Come in—" The old man closed his eyelids in the rocking chair, his expression unwavering.

The man walked out of the room quickly, and after a few moments, five men in the same clothes entered the room respectfully, and at the end was a blonde girl who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Grandfather. "Great-grandfather. ”

Everyone greeted the old man and stood in a row in front of him.

"The younger generation of the Phil family, it's time to go to Europe and gather with our fellow citizens under the gaze of Lord Cain...... "The old man still had his eyes closed, and the old voice seemed to penetrate the gate of time and penetrate into the hearts of every young member of the Phile family.

"Father, will there be any difference between this time and the previous ones?" asked the man who was standing beside the old man and facing the children and grandchildren with a slight bow.

The old man was silent for a moment and sighed: "It's been more than two hundred years, and it's still a plate of loose sand, and hope is getting farther and farther away from us......"

Many of the clansmen were silent, and the room was silent, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

The old man closed the Bible and explained slowly: "Lauren, this time you lead a team to Romania and exercise the power of the patriarch for me, don't let me down." ”

"Yes, Father. ”

"Then divide up and prepare......" The old man put the book back on the wooden shelf next to him, and looked like he was going to rest.

The group of children and grandchildren were about to say goodbye and leave, when a man hurriedly reported from outside the door: "Grandfather, there are two young people outside who want to see you!"

"Steve, you're so reckless!" Lauren scolded through the door, "Can anyone see your grandfather!"

"Don't blame him. The old man waved his hand, moved his body slightly in the rocking chair, and said indifferently: "Child, come in and talk!"

A young man in a suit was then summoned and stood in front of the old man.

"Tell me, child, who wants to see me?" the old man clasped his hands in front of his chest, his hands covered with orange peels, and he was too old to look like he was old.

"It's me!" an unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears, and at the door of the room, at some point, there was already a strange man standing.

All the descendants of the Feller family were shocked, and they turned their heads to look at this uninvited oriental man in shock.

The old man's eyes, which had been closed, finally opened when he heard the sound, and compared with his appearance of the old dragon clock, this gaze was as bright as snow, like cold stars, piercing through the darkness!

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you break into here?" Lauren's hand immediately had a jet-black **** and pointed at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan walked into the room with a smile, "Mr. John David, there are a few small things I want to trouble you. ”

"Young people...... Do you recognize me?" the old man sat up straight, his eyes tinged with prying curiosity.

He had been in seclusion for seventy years, and no one could remember him unless they weren't human.

But judging from the thick and scorching blood of the other party, it was by no means a cold-blooded blood clan, and John David couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Mr. John David, you are the founder of the Feller family in North America, and you are the prince of the blood clan, standing out among a group of descendants, how can I not recognize you?" Ye Fan smiled and looked at this old man with an old face.

"Who the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm here to inform you of a few things. First, the location of this dark council will be in the United States. Second, I needed a small favor from Nelson. Thirdly, I have a small matter of honor to talk to Mr. John Davy in private. ”

Hearing his undeniable tone, everyone in the Feller family was stunned.

Why haven't you heard of this in the United States? Is there something wrong with the major clans in Europe? No, if you want to change the location, how can you ask a human to convey the message?

As the youngest son of John David, Nelson served as vice president, but after retiring, he followed the family rules and did not show up for many years.

The first two things are strange enough, and the last thing has made the family members have huge doubts, and it is a matter of reputation, which can make people think about it.

"Lauren, you go out first. John David raised his hand and dismissed his people.

Everyone in the room passed by Ye Fan one by one, and none of them showed the slightest rudeness, the people of the Feile family, each of them had received an aristocratic education, had extraordinary achievements, and behaved decently.

The old man sitting in the rocking chair slowly got up, glanced at him, and then put his hands behind his back and said, "Young man, if you can find this place, it must not be an ordinary person, who appointed you here? Dracula? or Amanda? Or are you another councilor?"

"Neither. Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, "My ally is Princess Monica of the Bruch family. ”

"Monica?" the old man's eyes twinkled, and it was clear that he hadn't expected this.

After a pause, John David walked to the wine cabinet, pulled out a bottle of red wine, and poured half a glass from each of his two goblets.

"Monica, that little girl, is her ambition swelling too?" he walked over with two wine glasses, and his deep voice echoed in the room: "The Dark Council has not changed its venue for thousands of years, and those old antiques will never come to the Americas, it is related to their power and prestige." ”

"Because of this, the thirteen clans are gradually withering and decaying, and the families who do not know how to change and conform to the development of the times will inevitably be difficult to tolerate in the world. Ye Fan took the red wine handed by the old man, bowed his head slightly to show courtesy, and raised his glass to take a sip.

"Wise words. The old man showed a hint of appreciation, "Just as the place I chose for the Phila family to thrive, it has led the mainstream era for two hundred years. In your words, this is called a good bird choosing a tree to perch on. But – that wasn't enough to change their minds. ”

"Yes, as the patriarch of the family, you must want the parliament to be held in the United States instead, right?"

John David laughed, took a sip of red wine, and nodded: "No one is afraid of money, and controlling supreme power can undoubtedly increase the well-being of future generations." But even if we are counted, it is still impossible to change the status quo. ”

The Rockefeller family naturally hopes that the parliament will tilt towards the Americas, but few of the old blood families in Europe will agree.

"That's what you want, if you count an ancient sage, do you think they still have a reason to refuse?" Ye Fan turned the Sarah ring on his hand.

John David's face changed color all over the deep ravine!

"No way! They don't exist in this world anymore!"

"Who's to say it's impossible, the Gawain brothers are on their way to New York, and he will be able to get ashore on time before Christmas. Ye Fan looked at the old man's pale-colored face confidently.

"Gawain...... is it ......?" John Davy thought of a forbidden name in the legend!

"That's right, he's Edward I. ”

"He's still alive? he's still alive......" A forbidden person at the ancestor level of the blood clan, any one of them can command the heroes, how could John Davy not be deeply shocked.

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Can I talk about the second question?"