LD city in European country Y, the current time is three o'clock in the morning.

As the financial, economic, cultural, and technological central city of Country Y, LD City’s rapid development and luxurious architecture are obvious to all in the international community, not only the entire metropolis of Country Y, but also

An international metropolis throughout Europe.

But behind this prosperity, there are many unknown sides.

LD City, Newport Mountains!

This is a mountain group that is filled with strange white fog all year round. It is called "an inaccessible hell" by some local scholars, experts and indigenous people in LD.

But in fact, deep in the mountains, there is a cathedral with an infinitely noble style. However, rather than saying that it is a cathedral, it may be more appropriately described as a castle.

Although the castle is surrounded by thick white fog, the splendid paint and the bright lights of the entire building display the exaggeration and splendor of the castle in a high-profile and luxurious manner.

On the top of the castle is a large white statue of a man. The man's statue is facing the gate, with his arms outstretched. A pair of giant wings are deliberately added to the back of the statue, making it look extremely sacred.

At this time, on the podium in the hall of the castle, a man who looked exactly like the statue was standing there, with his arms also opened, overlooking the people in clothes who were kneeling under the stage.

People in white robes and white scarves were chanting to him.

"Great master, great devah, we are your most loyal believers. May your health last forever, your kindness last forever, and your true love last forever. Your light will shine on the entire continent, and your justice will run through the entire history..."

Devah is the name of the man standing on the podium at this time. He is also the leader of the terrorist X cult and believer organization.

Devah was dressed in a black robe, without any wind, with an extremely pale face, abnormally scarlet lips, and a pair of eyes that were narrow and black, with extremely cold and deep eyes.

And this kind of coldness is as cold as bones. If you look at him, it will feel like you are being stared at by some ferocious beast. You will feel a shivering chill from head to toe.

If I had to describe Devah's appearance, a "vampire"-like appearance might be the most appropriate and appropriate description.

Devah just stood there quietly, with his arms open, enjoying the praise and praise of his followers, just like the god described in the holy book.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Suddenly, a thin voice sounded from the curtain next to Devah, and Devah's ears moved accordingly, and his eyes drifted gently over, with a slightly evil meaning.

Devah is very annoying and is disturbed when receiving prayers from believers.

A moment later, a man wearing a pure golden half-mask and a golden suit appeared inside the opened curtain, bowing deeply to the devah.

"Gold?" Devah narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man in the golden suit with some surprise.

Gold basically wouldn't disturb him when he was praying, but now he came to see him. Maybe there was something wrong.

At this time, Devah turned his head again to face his believers, then waved his hands and cleared his throat: "My believers, I have felt your sincerity today. Stop your prayers, go to rest, and go to sleep.

Follow in my footsteps!!”

"Thank you Lord for your great mercy!" "Thank you Lord for your forgiveness!" The believer raised his head and looked at Devah with burning eyes and said faithfully.

Devah nodded slightly, then turned his head and walked in the direction of Gold.

When Devah walked behind the curtain, his expression and eyes immediately changed. There was no longer the false sense of sanctity just now, but the cold aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

"Gold, what do you want from me?" Devah moved her stiff neck and looked at Gold and asked.

At this moment, four slim and sexy women in scantily clad clothes also flashed out from the side and surrounded Devah. Pairs of small hands roamed around Devah's body and began to massage Devah.

"Master, silver is dead." Gold said calmly while looking at Devah.

"Dead? Silver?" Devah's face finally showed a bit of surprise and disbelief. He sat on a large soft chair nearby, stared at Gold and continued to ask: "How did you die?"

You must know that Silver is not only the strongest in the entire believer organization, but is also considered a good player in the black world in Europe.

"Silver launched a terrorist attack on the Tianhai Bank Building in Beiyang City, China, and was solved by the local police." Gold watched Devah report the report, but from his tone, you

I couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations at all.

It was as if the person who died was an insignificant person.

"Huaxia?" Devah narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light burst out from Devah's eyes, and his tone was slightly angry: "That pig actually ran to China!? Didn't I tell him that China is not already

Is there any place where we believers can interfere?! What a fool! Death would not be a pity!!"

"Yes, Master." Gold stood there quietly, looking at Silver calmly.

"But this shouldn't be the only thing you're looking for me for." Devah reached out his hand to the breasts of a woman next to him and rubbed it irritably.

Although Silver's death was indeed a major event, and this major event also made Devah feel extremely irritable, it is no wonder that Silver was just a stronger chess piece of his. If he lost it, he could just replenish it.

"Yes, Master." Gold nodded, then took out a pure black envelope from his pocket, and handed it to Devah: "Master, this is a letter addressed to you."

"My letter?" Devah was stunned, but still took it. However, when he saw the three overlapping sword patterns on the edge of the envelope, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

The hands that took the letter also shook slightly.

This, this is the symbol of the D family, the three major black hands in Europe... In other words, this is a letter from the D family, the three major black hands...

Devah opened the envelope with some excitement and pulled out the same pure black letter paper inside. The letter paper was densely covered with scarlet handwriting.

When devah first read these fonts, he couldn't help but show a bit of fear in his eyes. However, as he read, the fear in devah's eyes gradually turned into a crazy look, and a strange smile curve also appeared.

The corners of devah's mouth were outlined.

"Hahahahahahahaha..." For a moment, Devah's rapid and wild laughter echoed in the hall.

…………………………………………

China Beijing time, 10:00 am sharp.

A pure black extended version of the Rolls-Royce came to the downstairs of Menghua Group's building, followed by three small white BMWs behind the Rolls-Royce.

These four cars drove into the underground parking lot of Menghua Group one after another.

The three BMWs quickly found a place to park, and the doors opened immediately. Then a few men in suits and ties stepped out of the BMWs, and then quickly walked to the side of the pure black Rolls-Royce.

He opened the car door and stood respectfully on both sides of the door.

As the car door opened, a pair of fiery red high-heeled shoes stepped out from the Rolls-Royce. The fiery red exquisite leather surface and the slender and even heels all showed the exquisiteness and eye-catching nature of this pair of high-heeled shoes.

And then the white and slender beautiful legs that stepped out attracted everyone's attention. They were beautiful and elegant, perfect and alluring. And not only that, an exquisite and tight buttocks also gradually appeared in people's field of vision.

, coupled with the beautiful legs with perfect curves, people who look at it can't take their eyes away at all.

A gorgeous woman stepped out of the Rolls-Royce. The woman was wearing an eye-catching fiery red skirt, and her whole body was filled with an indescribable and endless temptation.

Her black hair was tied up high in an elegant and noble hairstyle, and her delicate facial features combined with her melon-shaped face formed a delicate and beautiful appearance.

The woman not only has a beautiful face, but also has an extremely hot body, which can be called perfect body proportions. Needless to say, her legs without a trace of fat, and the magnificent breasts make the red short skirt even more beautiful.

It’s full and extraordinarily spectacular!

But the most attractive thing is the woman's small mouth painted with bright red lipstick. The bright red looks extremely dazzling against the red skirt.

The woman is like a bright red rose, extremely alluring. This is a enchanting woman who exudes absolute charm and temptation from the inside out.

Zhou Shiyanhong, the former host of the Night Auction, known as Sister Hong by many people, is now the head of the Zhou family's twelfth hall, Longtang, a branch of Beiyang City.

After Zhou Shiyanhong got out of the car, she casually looked at the men beside her and frowned slightly. She really didn't like this attitude, but that guy Cheng Qiankun was afraid that she would be in danger.

, so so many bodyguards were sent to protect her.

"You can just stop here. I can go up alone. If anything happens, I will call you."

"Yes!" The men in suits and leather shoes and sunglasses said in unison with great respect, and then quickly dispersed in the underground parking lot, their cold eyes constantly scanning here and there, their nerves on high alert.

Zhou Shiyanhong let out a long sigh, then turned around and walked towards the building of Menghua Group. As she walked, she looked at the tall building of Menghua Group with an extremely complicated expression.

Like her expression, Zhou Shiyanhong's heart is also very complicated now.

After being the host of European night auctions for so many years, she has experienced many large-scale scenes, but now she is still a little overwhelmed and doesn't know what to do.

She is now a shadow, belonging to a man named Xue Tianai.

This is a fate that she has been unable to escape from since she was born with the surname Zhou. Even if she escapes, she will be ruthlessly caught and faced with it. To put it more harshly, she is someone else's "mistress" from birth, and she has no chance.

choose.

And now she has come to Menghua Group, and is about to meet that Xue Tianai, and will also meet Xue Tianai's real wife, the president of Menghua Group.

So Zhou Shiyanhong's mood is really chaotic and sad now. She doesn't know how to face those two people at all.

She hates the fate of her surname Zhou, she hates that she has no ability to fight, and she hates that she has no way to choose the love she wants. If she had the strength of that man, she should be able to fight everything she doesn't want to do.

Yes, go and resist this bullshit fate of protecting the tomb!!

As she was thinking about it, Zhou Shiyanhong took out her mobile phone and tapped the screen with her green and white jade fingers. Then a photo of her and the killer god Huan Die appeared on her mobile phone. This was an auction.

After it was over, she forced Huan Die to take a photo.

Although Huandie wore the gorgeous butterfly mask of the Goddess of Light as always and did not reveal her true appearance, this is definitely Zhou Shiyanhong's most precious memory.

"Huandie, protect me."

Zhou Shiyanhong gritted her teeth, straightened her expression, and walked towards the hall of Menghua Group with an indifferent expression!

…………………………………………

Beijing time, 10:15 minutes.

"I'm jumping! Do you want to do this to me!!" Xue Tianai looked at the clock on the Ferrari Lafa, then looked at the long row of cars in front of him that were still blocked, and suddenly felt like crying.

feeling.

He has been late for work for nearly several hours before normal work hours, and now he is still stuck on this overpass, unable to move even an inch.

For the first time, Xue Tianai felt that it was necessary to buy a private jet. The traffic jam was really a pain in the ass for him! Why don't he just drive home? Can he still take the class today...

"Heaven! Earth!" A series of sad "wails" sounded in the Ferrari Lafa's cabin.
Chapter completed!