Dark Blood Age

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(Previous chapter should be 762, code too late, wrong, sorry.

The quiet, horrible, quiet, scary area in the kitchen, as if a little finger movement at this time, is a difficult and dangerous thing.

Immortal King, the master of this speedboat, the supreme ruler of the entire bloodline, all non-blood-borne people who were able to escape the rescuers in the Calvin disaster area, hit the gunpoint of his "old man", didn't you think you were dead long?

Several Asians have regretted their intestines. They have no reason to directly offend their boss on their territory. If they are offended to death, they will almost point their nose at the brutal rude. Isn't that what they want to die for?

Even more painfully, from this king's words, from his skilful Chinese language, it has clearly provided them with an excellent opportunity to get close. How can they not regret that such a great opportunity has been wasted by them for shame?

The intestines of all the blood in the kitchen also regretted. Originally, the amusing entertainment activities near the bar were as relaxing as before, just because of the King's presence, now Wang came, saw the activities, but nothing was said, just ate a plate of fried eggs made by a Chinese cook, the spoon scraped the dishes louder, and the rice grain did erupt a few, but that's the king, what do you blend with blindness? Is that something you can do?

Wang is a little unfamiliar with etiquette, but the measure of Wang is absolutely different, there has to be a double.

Don't scrape the dishes. Just smash them. So what? And rice pellets, all sprayed on Butney's face, that's her honor too!

Mockery King, is there anything bigger and more offensive than this?

The men and women who have thrown their eyes in disgust and disgust are completely overwhelmed by this moment. A few Asians may not know, they know better than anyone, King Murder, when did they hesitate? Those bodies stacked together, enough to sink this luxury speedboat!

Watching Chu Yunsheng pick up the throat moisturizer from Gwen, and then stop saying anything, just leave a back shadow, walk back to the cabin lounge, and the crowd who had fallen apart finally reacted collectively and panicked.

The male blood family hurriedly abandoned the high foot glass still in their hands. The female blood family hurried to tidy up their clothes and restore their steady color. Although it did not help, Wang had left, but they all did so subconsciously.

The king who stopped talking made them feel even more terrified and panicked. They could only look at the "what to do" plea to the only Butni who had not made a big mistake, and several Asians also looked at Vincent, Chu Yunsheng clearly said, "Now that Americanized, stand with the American people in the flood" before talking to the old king of chefs about egg fried rice, that means nothing more than to get people off the boat.

The flood outside, leaving the speedboat, is a death, in this bone jet, who can take courtesy and shame, everything is of paramount importance to save life.

At this time, another person did not react, that is the old chef Wang, after beaming, “Ah” shouted, “... it is not sugar, it is Scottish sweet sauce...”

He couldn't finish his speech. He saw everyone brushing their heads together, staring at him severely, frightening the old Wang and shrugging his neck. The rest of the words were all swallowed back raw.

“Pull him ashore and throw him out. ”

Butney took off the grain of rice on the tip of his nose, pinched it in his hand, looked at it for a while, then raised his head, his blue eyes looking at the man in glasses, quickly decided, and gave the first order to deal with it.

Looking out at the rolling flood and the wild shore where there was no hope of salvation at all, the glasses man looked sharply pale and looked to Vincent for help.

Without waiting for Vincent to speak, Boutney said: "Miss Wen, I am carrying out the royal decree. Do you want to plead or do it for a few others? This man, the royal decree has been issued and must leave! ”

Vincent was a smart person, knowing that things were irreversible. If she hadn't held onto another girl, Niulina, she would probably be two by now, so she could only shake her head to a few people and show her powerlessness.

She is not very familiar with the man wearing glasses. Only because of her sister Niulina, she took him aboard the boat. If Niulina was thrown away at this moment, even though Lina said something she shouldn't have said, and she also knew that her face was not big, but for the life of her sister, she would also fight with a thick face. Forget that man. After all, Niulina was also very bad and ugly, it would be nice to keep one of the two.

Butni turned around and immediately a blood arrow walked to the glasswearing man, picked him up and threw him on the deck outside the boat room, waiting only for the speedboat to dock and then drove him off.

Chu Yunsheng did not say to kill him, so Butni would not throw him directly into the flood to drown, so he disposed of him, and she pinched him accurately.

The man was in a hurry, and on the rainy deck, the rain quickly wetted his clothes, rubbing them together in a mess, shouting out loud and panicked: "Sister Wen, Lina! Me, me, help me beg! ”

Interestingly, at this time, I don't know why, but he speaks Chinese.

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The speedboat was not big, he shouted so hard, and Chu Yunsheng, who had returned to the lounge, could still hear it, but did not intend to spare him.

Chu Yunsheng does not actually contradict those who are often proud to claim to have been Americanized. Everyone has a way of life for everyone, and is free for everyone. In the dark years, he even became the familiar gate of the five ethnic groups, let alone this.

But he was more convinced that the truly cultivated person would not be so superficially proud to put such words in his mouth all day long, afraid that no one else would know. Americanization should be the spirit of the United States, not the outer shell, just as the awakener of the Sixth Century would never be a rejuvenator, so he also admired the spirit of the Fire Nation. And this is his territory, and he's also free to let people he doesn't like leave, just as he can accept to be acquaintances of the opposite race but can no longer trust them.

These are minor things. He was so worried about the guardian's affairs that he didn't care what happened to these people at all. At that time, he said casually that he wouldn't even be angry, so it was always calm. If the man wearing glasses thought Chu Yunsheng was angry to drive him off the boat, and thought that if he could ask for a change of time, he really looked too high on himself.

However, it is what he really wants to do when he has a chance to fix the blood race.

Ever since the people of the blood who kept their vows to follow him sweep away several central eastern families, Wei has stood enough. The entire blood family, including those who have not yet surrendered, is afraid of him, especially in the restricted area within five meters of him, but Chu Yunsheng still feels there is something missing.

He is not good at managing people's ways. In many ways, even Cao Zheng may not be as good as the muddy legs. All those who really fit him, such as Yu Xiaohai, are mostly for the reason of “smell and match” in their temperament character, and the blood people are European and American. Cultural concepts differ greatly from him. It is definitely impossible to “pitch” in character, and other ways must be considered.

Although he doesn't know how to manage people, based on his years of falling and climbing experience, he always felt that killing was enough, and that he should say something and do something in the intervening period before entering a new world.

He did not have to kidnap the bloodline to his chariot, to the new world, as long as there was enough energy in heaven and earth, as long as he was not struck by the scourge of extinction, in no time, he could create a sealed legion with sealed beasts, and he was absolutely at his command, pointing to where to fight and never returning.

The problem now is that without the ancient books, the tenor cannot be suppressed, he will not be able to decipher the magic of it for a moment and a half. Without the tenor, all logistics will be a huge soft rib for him. Even if a sealed army is created, the seals will be in the tens of thousands, or will they be carried behind him in a sack?

This does not include all sorts of other inscriptions, necessary food, as well as spare weapons and armor. Together, Lin Lin can support him in launching materials that will fight life together, at least at the height below the source of the pivot. The quantity required will be remarkable. The exploratory ships promised previously by the Guardian are manageable, and are now gone, relying only on and requiring his blood to form an elite force.

But after all, he was not of the blood clan, and in order to prevent a unique situation in the blood clan, he also moved some caution, such as continuing to reuse Asher, such as accepting people of the blood clan against each other, such as using Venlo to assist in logistics, only to balance their internal power.

However, he also understands that the most loyal to him, the so-called Immortal King, is Boutney's man at the moment, so he will not reverse it.

The core force must be Boutney et al., and it must be seventeen blood rides, and that is why he must say and do something.

Soon, Butni arrived in the lounge with five bloody rides that had just taken part in a traditional party in the kitchen.

Boutney's hair and the rice grain on her nose have been cleaned out. Chu Yunsheng didn't mean to spray her. She really didn't pay attention, so she stood aside first, kneeling on one knee to the five blood rides on the ground, thinking for a moment, "Your habits, I don't want to interfere, but since I chose you, you decided to become my own blood riders, then you and I have more to do. ”

The five blood riders listened to the training, didn't dare to look up, they didn't do anything big, all because of the Asians. If they hadn't pissed off Wang, that little thing on the bar, it really wouldn't be anything for the life of blood rot. Besides, when Wang Gong went in, didn't he say anything?

But at the end of the day, the blood tribe disrespected the king. Although the man did not know that it was the king, there was no reason to disrespect or disrespect him. Moreover, the phrase that the king provoked the blood tribe to say in English at the time must have been deliberately made to them to listen, indicating that the king, although he did not say anything, did not like their decadent lifestyle.

Chu Yunsheng glanced at Asher sleeping next to her in a single bed with Butni's eyes, and then looked at her. Not quite understanding what her complex eyes meant, he put them aside and continued: “Since you are my personal guardians, there are some things that I can tell you today. In your legend, there are many people who have worked with me in the Creator of the Book. How do you think you compare to them? ”

Butni was shocked by the five blood riders and dared not speak. In the minds of every blood tribe, the origins and identities of the creators were extremely mysterious. To them, they were like the God of mankind, the status even surpassed that of the Immortal King. Therefore, many blood tribes dared to resist the imminent rule of the Immortal King, but did not dare to blaspheme the creators. That is why they were called the foundation of the blood tribe, which is the spiritual support. Regardless of that large family, those in power dared not to cut off the flag, otherwise the people below would be blind, not knowing what they were.

Since Chu Yunsheng's return, they have heard him mention the creators more than once from Chu Yunsheng's mouth, but they have all taken a word with them and have not gone into the ancient secret Xin that they all really want to know.

I don't know, this time, how did Chu Yunsheng say it?

The movement of the voice awakened Asher, just as she heard the last two sentences, and Boutney et al., held their breath and listened carefully, whoever, as long as they were of blood, could not fail to be in awe and eager to know about the creation of their mysterious life.

That excitement of anticipation and inner repression is like a group of people who firmly believe in God's creation of humanity, in the face of a man who claims to have seen God or even worked with him!

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