After returning from cultivating immortality, I was exposed by my sister’s live broadcast

"Well said, Ji. Levmila also knew Zhao Tianyou's state at this time, he needed treatment, and beckoned to the crowd, and a flat-headed man in a monk's robe walked out, he was one of the few people with strange abilities who looked relatively normal.

Of course, the headband is scarred and wearing a monk's robe is only compared to other abilities.

"Monk?" Zhao Tianyou looked at him in surprise.

"Poor monk Ji Yuanfu, a native of Dongying. Ji Yuanfu nodded, stretched out his hand to form a Buddha seal, and put it on Zhao Tianyou's shoulder, and a warm current flowed out of his palm, beginning to relieve Zhao Tianyou's injuries.

"Whether it's the people of the Ming Federation or the people of Dongying. Zhao Tianyou stared at the other party: "Since you are a monk, why are you stingy with the compassion of

those human beings?" Zhao Tianyou was puzzled, since he was a monk, why did he choose to stand by and watch when those human beings were slaughtered by the blood clan.

"The compassion of the poor monk was wiped out by mankind three years ago. From then on, he had nothing to do with Buddhism and lived only for himself. Ji Yuanfu's expression was flat.

"In that case, let the master's mercy be spared, I can't afford it. Zhao Tianyou shook off the other party's hand and refused the other party to treat him.

The other party was persecuted by the national government due to the ability to awaken healing, and he was resentful of humans, and was even happy to see humans being bullied.

But Zhao Tianyou couldn't agree with his point of view, although Zhao Tianyou had entered the path of cultivation, he always regarded himself as a human being.

Ji Yuanfu was helpless, retreated to his original position, and found that Zhao Tianyou did not give face, and the expressions of those who were capable were also a little unkind.

Levmila was a little embarrassed and persuaded: "Zhao, you haven't seen the ugly face of human beings yet, and when you understand, you will agree with us."

Zhao Tianyou was silent, connected to the ring, took out the pill to restore qi, blood and mana, and meditated to restore the state.

Wayne was also very happy when he saw Levmila and the others with hot faces and cold butts, and he wished that Zhao Tianyou and Levmila would fall out.

"Vane, are you really going to let that guy go?" another Bloodline magnate leaned into.

"That kid killed more than 200 of us, how could he let him go?" Wayne had a cold expression and ordered the guards behind him: "Call the Holy Father, and when his old man arrives, he will settle accounts with them."

"But we've reconciled with Levmila, is it appropriate to make another

move?" "If we don't make a move, won't we just let that kid make a move?" Doesn't he care about his own people?" Vane silently pulled out a coin representing a chip, and the other blood magnates saw this, understood what he meant, and all showed sinister smiles.

The five blood clan magnates gave orders to their respective subordinates, and a group of blood clan elites took the elevator to the higher floors.

Such a large-scale operation naturally attracted the attention of the supernatural.

Just when Levmila felt strange, he saw the Bloods carrying an oversized round table to the VIP table, busy in full swing, and after a while, a temporary gaming table was prepared.

Vane and the other four Bloodline magnates were ready and sat at the table, the guards behind them placing chests on the table, which were neatly placed with gold bricks reflecting the golden light in the light as they opened.

"Levmila, my good fellow, aren't you going to do it?" Vane looked at him with a smile.

"Absolutely. As the boss of the Alien, Levmila naturally couldn't refuse.

"Take care of him. Pointing to Zhao Tianyou, who was resting, Levmila instructed Melidor to pay attention.

He walked to the table with Poison Island Mountain and Rose, and sat down in front of the remaining three seats.

Among the Strangers, a woman wearing glasses and dressed extremely neutral raised her hand slightly, and three relatively small boxes appeared on the gambling table out of thin air, and the boxes were opened, and there were also neatly arranged gold bricks inside.

"So, it's the same as this time?" Vane, who was the host, looked at Levmila.

"Whatever. "

Neither Vane nor Levmila are short of money, participating in the gambling table, in addition to entertainment and exchange feelings, is also the foundation and the Blood God Cult to prove their respective strength.

Strength does not only refer to the unilateral use of force, but also financial strength is also a kind of strength.

If they are financially weak and need the support of their allies, then the cooperation will naturally be weaker in the future.

Therefore, whether it is really powerful, it is good to slap a swollen face and become fat.

When the Blood God Cult and the Foundation meet, it has become almost customary to hold a gaming table, and each will have plenty of gold for them to do as they please.

"Master Vane, we have not been able to contact the Holy Father since the beginning. Just when Vane was smug and thought that Levmila had already arrived, the guard behind him reported the message.

"How is that possible? Vane looked solemn, the Holy Father could not contact this matter, it was too strange.

I had the heart to find out, but I needed to deal with Levmila, so I had to suppress the uneasiness in my heart and hand it over to my subordinates to deal with.

"What's the matter, my old fellow, is you distraught?" Levmi revealed his hole cards and swept away all the chips on the table.

"Hmph, I just don't think it's boring, there is only this gold and silver on the table, and I don't think it's enough fun. The other blood magnate shook his head, not knowing if he had really lost or if he had planned it.

The elevator not far away landed on this floor at this time, and the elites of the blood clan who had been sent out before pushed carts covered with black tarpaulins and came behind several blood clan magnates.

Seeing these carts, Levmila felt bad: "What is this?" "

It's nothing, it's just some easter eggs." Vane snapped his fingers, and the black tarpaulins were pulled apart one by one.

A graceful figure, good-looking women are lying or sitting in the cart, most of them are groggy and unconscious because they have been injected with drugs, and a few have recovered a little sane, at this time they are also nervously curled up, looking left and right in horror.

These women may not be top-notch in terms of appearance, and they are not as good as first-class models in terms of figure.

But they are treated especially by the Bloodline because they share common traits.

Perfect.

The blood clan feeds on human blood, especially the blood of beautiful women, and if it is a virgin with a perfect body, it is even more attractive to the blood clan.

Therefore, for tonight's party, the blood magnates took great pains to trick these women into acting as bargaining chips.

As goods, compete with each other.

After all, for the five powerhouses of the Vane Clan, ordinary humans are no longer attractive to them, and only women with perfect bodies and good looks can make them tempted.

"How? these women, can you see them?" Vane looked at Levmila ostentatiously.

The latter looked a little embarrassed, and silently glanced at the direction behind him, Zhao Tianyou was closing his eyes and recuperating, and he didn't notice the situation here for the time being.