National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 731 Guards
"That's right, it's said that there is a huge secret of the blood clan hidden in the holy artifacts of the blood clan. As long as all the sacred artifacts can be collected, this secret can be revealed." Ading, who was driving the car, had heard a lot of gossip, so he raised his hand to answer, " But boss, if you want me to say, I think these rumors are all fake, and they are designed to fool us little mengxins."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because the Holy Artifact of the Blood Race was originally distributed by the Elder's Court..." Ading said convincingly, "If the legend is true, wouldn't the Elder's Court have already unlocked the secret? Why bother trying?"

"Fuck! Brother, you have a clear mind!"

Mo Jiawei, who was sitting next to Fang Heng, sighed and gave Ading a thumbs up.

A-Ding smiled triumphantly, "Hey, it's okay, my brother praised it."

Mo Jiawei didn't wear a mask. He claimed that he had just met Fang Heng, came here on behalf of Beihe Heavy Industry, and finally got online to cooperate with him.

When Ading saw Mo Jiawei, he immediately realized that another big boss had joined the team.

This wave is more stable.

Fang Heng also nodded, thinking that what A-Ding said was quite reasonable.

But the game has already clearly reminded him when he obtained the holy artifact of the blood clan. There are secrets in the sacred artifact, and he can get it together.

What will be the secret?

Fang Heng is still more interested in deciphering things.

Especially if the rewards are generous enough.

Thinking about it, Fang Heng moved his eyes to Meng Hao who was in the passenger cab, and asked, "Meng Hao, what do you think?"

"I don't think so." Meng Hao turned his head and analyzed seriously: "I found out that the Twelve Plutocrats have been secretly collecting blood sacred artifacts, and even inquired about the exact location of several lost sacred artifacts secretly. The price offered by the Twelve Plutocrats on the black market is ridiculously high."

"I don't know if it was successful or not, but the Twelve Plutocrats are definitely not idiots. If the rumors about the holy artifacts were false, they wouldn't bother to collect them so much."

"So I think it's very likely that the Sanguine Elder's House already knew the secret, but it couldn't be triggered due to certain conditions, or the elder's house didn't have the qualifications to spy on the secret, and so on."

Fang Heng nodded again when he heard the words.

He secretly opened the system notebook and wrote down the goals of this trip.

Divide in order of importance.

First, figure out how to wake up Anguitas.

Second, find the blood pool and improve bloodline skills.

Third, find a way to get together the holy artifacts of the blood clan and find out the secrets of the blood clan.

Fourth, by the way, a wave of vampires, trying to find a way to get more evolutionary crystals for upgrading.

Fifth, find a way to figure out the conspiracy of the twelve chaebols and cheat them.

Looking carefully at the list, Fang Heng found that there are really many things to do right now.

And it's all pretty hard.

Step by step.

Fang Heng slowly turned his gaze to the distance outside the window.

As the vehicle gradually drove into the suburbs, a huge villa complex appeared in Fang Heng's sight soon.

"Chichichi..."

The blood race transformed into a human form in front of the vehicle, guiding the driver Adin to park the Rolls Royce in the parking lot behind the villa area.

"Master Marquis, I'm very sorry. The Elder's House is a sanctuary for blood races. Only blood races are allowed to enter. We will take your friends to the vacation house next door to rest, or you can stay in the car and wait."

Fang Heng and Mo Jiawei briefly exchanged glances.

Mo Jiawei waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to move, we'll just wait in the car."

"Thank you for your understanding."

With that said, the high-ranking vampire guided everyone towards the interior of the giant villa.

"Master Marquis, it is very unfortunate that you came here. The elders of the Presbyterian House are conducting a weekly meeting. The meeting is expected to end in an hour. I will take you to the lounge for a short rest. Do you think this is okay?"

Fang Heng was about to answer when he raised his head suddenly.

He noticed that several blood races gathered consciously on the outer steps of the villa in front of them, blocking their way.

Seems like a bad visitor.

Fang Heng raised his head and looked towards the entrance ahead.

A blood clan focused its eyes firmly on Fang Heng, and asked, "You are Fang Shuo? Why do you hide your head and show your tail and wear a mask in the important place inside the blood clan elder's house in front of you?"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at the person in front of him.

"Player?"

"It's the first time we've met, I've known you for a long time, Fang Shuo."

The young blood clan stared at Fang Heng, with an unfriendly expression on his face, "My name is Tao Ai, I come from the Brilliant Galaxy Guild, and I came to the blood clan's territory. I suggest you follow the rules and take off your mask to show respect. As long as you take off the mask , I will let you in."

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the information of the Brilliant Galaxy Guild popped up in his mind.

Bright galaxy.

A large company controlled by the twelve chaebols.

The event of the end of the blood clan made Mo Jiawei full of energy like a chicken blood.

Early this morning, Mo Jiawei had already copied into the game all the information about District [-] collected by his subordinates, printed it out and showed it to Fang Heng.

It was a thick pile, covering half of the desk.

Originally, working part-time all morning was tiring enough. As a scumbag, Fang Heng felt a headache when he saw the densely packed documents and reports, so he took a few random copies and roughly scanned some basic content to finish the job.

When A Ding and Meng Hao saw Tao Ai, their hearts moved, they looked at each other, and said trouble.

obvious.

The twelve chaebols came for Fang Shuo.

They are finding fault.

Fang Heng moved his gaze to the senior blood race leading the way, with a questioning look on his face.

The high-ranking blood frowned and said, "Master Marquis, they are the guards of the Elder's House."

"Oh, it's just the guards..."

There was a disdainful mockery in Fang Heng's tone, he turned around, walked towards the outside of the villa the same way, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, turn the elders around for me, since I'm not welcome, then I'm leaving."

Tao Ai was taken aback.

What the hell?

Why did you leave?
Fang Shuo's temptation this time was his temporary intention.

In Tao Ai's mind, as long as the other party can take off his mask and figure out his identity, it would be a great achievement!
He had envisioned many possibilities, but he didn't expect the other party to leave directly.

Tao Ai got anxious and shouted: "Wait! Stop!"

Fang Heng turned around slowly, looked at Tao Ai coldly, "What? What else is there?"

Tao Ai gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice, "Come and leave as you want? What do you think the elders' house is?"

Huh!
Tao Ai was taken aback.

A red glow flashed in front of my eyes!
He clearly saw Fang Heng disappear out of nowhere, and then appear in front of him in an instant.

"laugh!"

In the next moment, Tao Ai felt his neck was tightly bound by a hand.

Fang Heng lifted him up high with one hand.

Tao Ai raised his hands to resist, but found that he couldn't shake the hand that firmly clasped his neck.

The strength of the grasped palm on the neck was constantly increasing, and he was a little out of breath.

(End of this chapter)