Sicily, Villa Louis, Mr. Dismusk and his little wife were unfortunately blocked outside the door. The two powerful security guards of the doorman, expressed that this was a private club, not a couple's playground.

Dismusk looked at his home with a frown. The black iron door had been replaced with a fully automatic retractable door. Two sword buildings were built on both sides of the door. Several cameras were hung at the top of the sword building to observe the external situation. The style of the building included the style of the classical castle and the civilization of modern technology.

But what Dismusk frowned was not the changes in the architecture, but the changes in personnel. To be precise and directly, the guards at the gate were all vampires. I knew that when Dismusk left, there was only one vampire here, that was Amelia...

The waiting time was not long. After Dismusk reported himself to his house, the spring-retracting door began to tremble slowly.

The Carmen and his wife, Amelia, and James welcomed them out. Carmen and Claudia have been young due to the gem of life. They stood there in casual and decent suits, while Amelia was wearing a long black lace skirt, floating in front of her like a dandelion, and behind her was James, the former guard commander of Dismusk. He was still as young as ever, but his eyes were blood red. He was another vampire.

"Welcome back, my master~" Amelia, like the butler in the manor, actually surpassed Carmen who stayed here, pulled up the corner of her skirt, knelt down, and said gently.

Dismusk nodded without hesitation and suddenly said to James, "My Chief Guard, your body seems to have changed a lot."

After hearing this, the latter immediately lowered his body and saluted, "In order to follow the godfather forever, even if James dedicates his soul to the devil, he will always be the godfather's personal guard."

Dismusk smiled, held Aly with curious faces, and walked towards the manor. When passing by the Carmen and his wife, he reached out and patted Carmen on the shoulder, nodded silently, and walked towards the complex behind the statue of the Goddess of Victory.

There was nothing to say along the way, and the layout inside the building also changed a lot. When a group of people arrived at the conference hall on the second floor, the changes inside really brought unexpected surprises.

The rectangular tables were gone before, and the room was empty, leaving only the end of the hall. On the ground with three steps, there was a pitch-black throne as dark as iron.

Dismusk smiled silently. He found that since he left the Mafia and delegated power, the pattern of the Mafia has changed quietly. It is walking towards a centralized path, and it is a natural choice for the fittest to survive. Perhaps, in the Game of Thrones, this originally requires a king to lead.

He sat on the Iron Throne with his own will, pulled Alice slightly, and pulled her closer to his arms. Alice Phil's face turned red. Although she was very shy to do this in front of everyone, she had no intention of refuting the man.

"I want to know what has happened here over the years." Dismusk said casually as he greedily sucked the body fragrance on Ali's body.

Amelia respectfully stated what had happened and what she had done in the past twenty years. During this period, Carmen, who had been silent, also said a few words. Claudia's words were more intriguing, and she was hinting at something.

In fact, there are two main things. One is that the Black Party cooperated with the financial family Rothschild family under the manipulation of Amelia. One is responsible for the operation and the other is responsible for the harmony between black and white. At one time, the two families cooperated happily, and the power gradually developed and covered the entire Europe. The dividends at the beginning ranged from 2:8 to 4:6 now, and the power of the Black Party is rising steadily.

And the other thing is the transfer of power.

As the old people left one after another, the power of the committee became increasingly concentrated. In this alternation of power, Amelia's vampire army gradually stood up in the black party with its racial advantages, and had reached a situation of competing with Carmen. Even the assassination department and the godfather's guard James, who had joined the ranks of vampires for the continuation of his life.

The development of this situation has made the new black party members only know Amelia but not the existence of the godfather Dismusk...

Looking at the important personnel who came to report the work in front of him, all of them were flashing blood red eyes. Thinking of the way through the gate, at least vampires accounted for two-thirds of the manor. For a moment, Dismusk was silent, and he finally knew why Carmen was suppressed so miserably by Amelia.

He waved his hand softly and said, "Amelia, everyone else except Carmen, should step down."

Claudia, James saluted after hearing this, and gradually retreated, while the five vampires left in the hall stood like onion roots, motionless.

Dismusk couldn't help laughing, looking at Amelia with a playful look on his face, and looked back in shock, shouting, "I can't go on, haven't you heard my father's order?"

"Slaves are slaves. When did they become my child?" Dismusk covered Aili's eyes with one hand, and the beating blue fire flashed in his eyes.

For a moment, under the hot June weather, the hall was cold and cold, no! It was the soul that penetrated into the bones.

Amelia exclaimed and hurriedly knelt down. The feeling of blood connection was that she could feel Dismusk's anger.

In the hall, the five vampires in high positions suddenly seemed to have lost their souls, stood there stupidly, motionless.

Blue airflows rose under his feet. When they met the five people, a "popping" sound turned into flames, blue. The next moment, before death, heart-wrenching screams filled the entire hall.

With every wail, Amelia, who fell at Dismusk's feet, couldn't help but tremble all over. She kissed the instep of her master and prayed for God's forgiveness.

"Disobedient dog, why should I keep him? Bite myself, Amelia!" Dismusk shouted at the female vampire under his feet, "You are so disappointing to me."

"Master, Master~ I know what I should do. Forgive me, forgive a lost lamb. Amelia's fangs will always be your long sword." Amelia hugged the man's legs in panic and begged.

Dismusk's face darkened. He didn't want Alice to see her cold blood and darkness, because this woman had experienced too much darkness. What she needed was warmth. What he needed was love.

Dismusk reached out and grabbed Amelia's thin white neck and slowly lifted it up. Amelia wanted to struggle at first, but suddenly she remembered something again. She gave up resisting. She closed her eyes in despair. Everything about her was the master's, including her life.

The only thing she could leave was a tear at the corner of her eyes.

The warning had been reached, and looking at the tears, Dismusk let go of his pliers-like fingers.

Amelia fell down, and she was afraid of being on the ground, gasping for breath. Before she could even enjoy the joy of surviving, her master's words rang in her ears.

"You go to Japan to assist Klausa in doing business." Dismusk hugged Aly, who was silent and gradually disappeared at the door of the hall.

In the entire conference room, only Amelia, who was slugging on the ground with a dull face, and five piles of wreckage behind her that turned into ashes.
Chapter completed!