Chapter 86: Magic Party (2)

  Sabia and Kuru roughly dragged a few vampires to the foot of the hall, heavily stepping on the foot of a man sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, threatening in a low voice: "You bastards, haven't you been taught enough in these two days? If you don't leave, we'll call 911 to report harassment."

  The man threw away the newspaper in a fluster and looked at Sabia with an innocent face: "Good heavens, sir, what are you saying?"

  Kerouac lifted the man up by his tie, growling in a low voice: "You piece of trash, if you don't get out of here, I swear that three minutes later, your head will be on my dinner table. I don't mind changing my menu occasionally, do you understand? The taste of human flesh isn't great, but it's not bad either... eh." Kerouac took a cold breath, but Sabia suddenly grabbed his waist with one paw and gave him a fierce glare.

  Keru rolled her eyes and casually tossed the man back onto the sofa. The several vampires beside her made a few threatening gestures, their eyes subtly scanning several parts of the man's body before they followed Sabia as she walked towards Yichen and the others with a "heh heh" sound.

  Yi Chen smiled and handed over two cigars, saying in a low voice: "Is it that damn Visen's subordinate again? Dammit, Mr. Phil, after he leaves later, give him some lessons, let him stay in bed for at least a month, maybe Mr. Visen will leave us alone after his subordinates keep decreasing."

  The man reading the newspaper glanced over here a few times, got up helplessly, walked along the wall of the hall and came over, slipped out of the gate. Phil hummed, gestured, and three of Kane's subordinates silently followed him to chase after.

  Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders, looking at Feli and Misher who were hugging each other almost becoming one person, smiled helplessly: "Hey, Feli, we should go up now, don't keep strolling around the hall. Those attendants should have taken our things upstairs by now, let's go..."

  A group of people had just taken a few steps when they suddenly saw the faces of others in the hall looking at their backs with a somewhat strange expression. Yi Chen and several others with keen senses quickly turned around, and the true yuan or dark magic within them also quietly rose up.

  Meng Xue'er turned around, then like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she immediately jumped up and shrieked, her two hands wildly grasping at the air, baring her claws, her hair flying about, adding to her absolutely beautiful appearance, sharp cries, as if a witch had descended.

  His hair was gray and white, yet combed neatly, with fine wrinkles on his face, and his bright blue eyes shone like two sapphires. His handsome features, tall and straight posture, combined with the exquisite black suit, made him look every inch a noble. The Philip Grand Duke at the airport had managed to squeeze out a few smiles, but was startled by Michelle's shriek and stood awkwardly in place, foolishly staring at Michelle who was about to pounce on him with her teeth bared.

  The other twelve elder vampires of the grand duke level took a step back in unison, bringing with them over a hundred high-ranking vampires who also retreated one step, leaving Philippe alone on the scene.

  Fiona held back Misha, who was about to burst into tears, and asked in a low voice: "Oh, dear, don't cry, who are they? Hmm?"

  Mishael glared, kicking Kluu in the butt and muttering under her breath, "That cold-blooded old deadbeat is my father's brother, God, how did they get here?"

  Philip, the Grand Duke, hastily approached and carefully coaxed Michelle: "Oh, Michelle, don't worry, I won't interfere with any of your affairs. I'm just here to protect your safety. I swear on the name of the all-powerful Satan that I absolutely will not interfere with any of your affairs."

  Meng Xueer grasped his hair with one hand and immediately laughed: "You said it!"

  Philip, the Grand Duke, nodded repeatedly, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. Michelle was struggling to pull him, how could it not hurt? Fortunately, Feli helped and rescued Philip's hair from Michelle's hands. Philip showed extreme gratitude and looked at Feli in surprise: "Why is Michelle listening to this little girl? She never listens to her own mother! Maybe I should hire her as Michelle's nanny? Maybe that would be better?"

  "Shabia and Kuru bowed respectfully, saying: 'Mr. Dekula Philippe, it's been a while since you've returned to the family.'"

  Philip, no, Duke Dracula nodded and squeezed out a smile: "I like to travel around the world, can't stay idle, huh, this time it's not my brother who asked me to come and protect my beloved Michelle, I wouldn't bother bringing those bastards behind... By the way, arrange a room for us, get all these hotel bastards to scram, or else I'll take them down."

  The hotel manager standing beside him was stunned. He could see that these people were all big shots, but were big shots so arrogant?

  Yī chén smiled and walked over, bowing respectfully to Dekura and saying: "Hello, noble Grand Duke."

  Dracula bowed habitually and deeply, saying in a warm voice: "Ah, hello, dear sir... uh..." Dracula's eyes widened in anger, cursing inwardly: "Damn it, he's human, looks quite edible, why should I bow to a human? Why?! Damn it!" Indeed, who has ever seen a person bow to a pig? Dracula was an aristocrat among the vampire race, when had he ever been so polite to food?

  Deacula's anger was rising, staring at Yichun, he growled in a low voice: "You, what thing?"

  Yi Chen's eyes rolled over, and he let out a cold snort: "Sir, aren't you being a bit too rude?"

  "Deacula growled in a low voice, his fingernails on all ten fingers slowly growing longer and sharper. He slightly bent his waist, looking at Yicun and said: 'How dare you speak to me like that? Now, kneel down, apologize to me, beg for my mercy, and disappear before my eyes forever. I'll spare your life only because I saw the good mood of Miel today. Kneel down now.'"

  Yi Chen raised his head even higher, he had already discovered that this old ghost was an absolutely irresistible super master, but what did it matter? You were so impolite, then let's just fight. Yi Chen usually handled things smoothly and tactfully, but if someone truly humiliated him, he would never forgive them. The star power in his body went crazy, under the strong true yuan drive, the star core rapidly rotated, an energy vortex slowly appeared. The seven Broken Sky Arrows were also ready, prepared to shoot at Deacula's vital points at any time, namely both eyes, throat, heart, abdomen, navel, and lower body.

  Mishael hummed a sound, and suddenly kicked Dracula's thigh with all her might, making Dracula's thigh ache slightly. Dracula was stunned for a moment, relaxed his body, bent down, and said to Mishael in a flattering tone: "Ah, my dear little princess, do you know this guy?"

  Mishelle gave him a sideways glance: "Dear uncle, he's my friend...hmm, friend. If you dare to hurt him, I'll go back home and tell auntie that the reason you like traveling around the world is because you have two mistresses in every country."

  Sabia and Kuru's throats let out a dry, creaky sound, almost creating a new history for vampires by choking on their own saliva. Dekura's head spun around, with golden stars flashing in front of his eyes, his eyeballs nearly falling out of their sockets as he spoke in a tense tone: "Oh God, you can't say that! Oh God, are you friends with this guy? Of course, Uncle wouldn't hurt the friend of my precious little Michelle!" Another vampire under Michelle's training sincerely praised God.

  Mishka let out a cold snort, and forcibly dragged the extremely noble Duke Dracula to death, with an unhappy face, pulling Fili towards the elevator at the far end of the hall.

  Yi Chen smiled: "Sir, are you calm now? Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yi Chen. Nice to meet you." Yi Chen slowly but firmly extended his hand towards the ancient vampire who was a fervent enthusiast of Savonarism.

  Deacula stared at Yichun for half a day, unwillingly and lightly touched hands with him, muttering in his heart: "Humans occasionally have some intimate contact with pigs... Oh, does this hotel have disinfectant? I want to wash my hands, who knows what this guy has touched before? Maybe except for blood, humans are not clean anywhere."

  "Hmm, not a peep, Dekula also forgot about the problem of driving all the guests out of the hotel, waved his hand and said: "Open the room, we'll stay. The best suite, the best service, the best wine, the best food... Oh, damn God, you bunch of bastards, get back to work... We, the Philippe family, asked you to manage American companies, not to waste time... Get back to work, you've sent us to the hotel, everything is OK, go back."

  Those Philip family managers in New York almost bowed out of the hotel at a ninety-degree angle, these guys are purely vampire worshippers and naturally dare not disobey their master's name and interest.

  Yi Chen smiled lightly as he looked at Dekura's intimidating aura, and said with a smile: "You're really powerful, you really have prestige... Unfortunately, you're afraid of a little girl, pitiful." Dekura heard Yi Chen's words, but he was powerless to refute them, so he could only stiffly stare at Yi Chen, thinking about how to deal with him.

  A strange and weird voice sounded outside the gate: "Strange, why do these people only use their buttocks to look at the road?" The strange Sichuan accent, even Dekura, who had been to China before, couldn't hear very clearly, but somehow made out the meaning of the words, and looked over in annoyance.

  He was dressed in a Zhongshan suit, and his style was as mismatched as the thunder god. He swaggered over with a few people, looking surprised and saying: "It's not surprising that someone would use their butt to navigate the road, but why are there so many cold-blooded guys blocking the door? Shopkeeper, hasn't your store been robbed?"

  Yi Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this trouble-making Shu Shu, he, how did he end up in New York too? His greatest hobby was secretly sneaking to the foot of the mountain to buy wine and drink, could it be that this time he wanted to try the taste of XO?

  Yi Chen didn't even have time to greet him, and had already determined that those high-level vampires were not good people. Tian Lei Zi pushed his hands apart, facing the vampires who blocked the hotel entrance, and growled in a low voice: "Get out of my way, do you want to rob me in broad daylight?"

  Tian Lei Zi didn't use any force, but the True Yuan energy circulating within his body had already flowed out through his hands and surged towards the two vampires in contact with him like a mighty wave of the Yangtze River. The two proud vampires let out a cold snort, and the powerful dark energy within their bodies surged back like a tidal wave, colliding head-on with Tian Lei Zi's True Yuan energy.

  Tianlei Zi burst out laughing: "Huh, a master?" He didn't care if the opponent could withstand it or not, and with a clear shout, his true yuan erupted, and two fists shot out. Seven or eight vampires were instantly knocked off balance by this unmatched force, stumbling and falling to the ground, luckily their companions nearby lent a hand and caught them.

  Just as the gloomy tiger spirit was about to make a move, he let out a loud roar and burst into maniacal laughter. With a wave of his hand, he was about to unleash his famous Mountain-Cleaving Blade. But the cunning snake spirit held him back, whispering: "Idiot, why act now? Tonight, I'll sneak into their room and drain their vital energy. Let's see how they dare to behave then."

  Hu Ling was a stubborn and indecisive person. Upon hearing She Ling's words, he blinked his eyes repeatedly and put down his hand.

  Dekeula walked towards Tianlei, chuckling softly: "Heh heh, friend, your kung fu isn't bad, come on, let's shake hands." His Chinese was quite good, and Tianlei could still understand him.

  Tianlei Zi snorted and thought to himself, "What's going on? I hit your underling, a bandit leader like you, and now you're looking for trouble with me? Humph, let's see how I'll deal with you." Tianlei Zi also extended his hand with ill intentions, and with a malicious smile, they shook hands.

  Yi Chen took a big step forward, blocked the way and said in a low voice: "Master Shu, how did you come here? ... Duke Dracula, I'm sorry, he's my elder, what happened earlier was a misunderstanding, eh."

  Tian Lei Zi and De Ku La didn't bother to listen to Yi Chen's explanation. Although Tian Lei Zi was a bit curious about why Yi Chen was here, the idea of competing with De Ku La was much stronger now. So, both of them made their move at the same time, lightly pushing a palm onto Yi Chen's shoulder. Yi Chen suddenly stiffened all over, and an overwhelming pressure seemed to crush down on him like Mount Tai, forcing him to retreat involuntarily.

  Kane, who saw that something was amiss, hastily supported Yi Chen and flipped his eyes, his hand habitually reaching for the waistband, but Yi Chen quickly stopped him.

  Dekula and Tenrai's two hands grasped together with a whooshing sound, then a faint "crack" echoed through the air. Dekula's right shoulder made a "thud" sound, while Tenrai's right elbow made a "slap" sound. Both of their faces wore awkward smiles as they took several steps back, staring at each other with wide eyes.

  When the two clashed, Dequla's dark energy was like a thread of iron wire that pierced Tian Lei's heart meridian, while Tian Lei's star force true yuan was like a crazy tsunami that surged past continuously. When he discovered that Dequla's power had broken into his own true yuan, Tian Lei's heart was anxious, and he made a poisonous move. The "Destruction of Yuan" finger technique, which could only be used by the Tian Xing Sect after reaching the initial stage of "Gathering Stars", followed Dequla's meridian and stabbed directly at his heart.

  Dequla was startled, a sharp and strange power like a sharp sword, "crackling" along with his own energy, rushed over, his external force weakened immediately, and all his strength was used to defend against Tianlei's sudden attack. As a result, the power of 'destroying the origin' was too swift, and his right shoulder blade was shattered; while Tianlei had already shattered his own elbow tip before this, and the two were considered to have fought a draw.

  Of course, in reality, Dekura was slightly disadvantaged because he was almost destroyed by Tianlei's finger force, and all the meridians along the way were about to be destroyed. He is currently using his energy to treat himself. Tianlei also didn't expect Dekura's power to be so strange, and he launched a fierce surprise attack as soon as they met, forcing him to use the "Destroy Origin" finger technique, which he now regrets.

  Dekeula knew in his heart that he and Tianlei had fought to a draw, but the twelve Grand Dukes behind him would definitely be at a disadvantage if they encountered Tianlei one-on-one.

  Tian Lei Zi didn't care that his clothes didn't match his actions, and with a slight bow he said: "Admiration, admiration."

  "Decula has always respected the strong, and honestly, didn't put on airs. He seriously replied: 'Good, good. Decula Philippe.'"

  Tian Lei Zi was taken aback for a moment. How could this kid's name be so weird? But his mouth had already replied: "Tian Lei Zi."

  Yi Chen let out a sigh of relief, it seemed that they wouldn't be fighting after all. But what was Tian Lei Zi doing in New York anyway?

  Shabby crept over and whispered, "Mr. Yi, shouldn't we leave? The hotel's guests have been blocked by us for a long time, if this continues, the NYPD will come looking for trouble."

  "Are you daring to summon Duke Dekula?"

  Sabia shook her head firmly.

  "He muttered: 'You don't dare call him? Then I won't dare ask that old man to leave either... Let's just drag it out.'"

  It's good that Dekula was suppressed by Tian Lei, and his arrogance in his heart disappeared a lot. He muttered a few words to himself, and didn't care about Sabia and Kuru's group anymore, and swaggered into the elevator. According to his instructions, the lobby manager who had been busy handling the check-in procedures hurriedly followed him with flattery. The other high-level vampires naturally said hello to Yichen and others, and also went up.

  Yi Chen approached Tian Lei Zi and asked respectfully: "Master Uncle, how did you come here?"

  Tianlei Zi burst out laughing, tugging at his clothes and saying: "Huh? This guy is still that old cow nose from the Empty Sky Sect. He insisted on us coming to this New York to hunt down those guys we didn't finish off last time. Of course I'd follow him over to take a look... what's his story anyway?"

  Yi Chen smiled wryly, how to explain? If telling Tian Lei Zi, De Kula and others are bat spirits, I'm afraid the Chinese cultivators will rush over to slay demons immediately.

  Yi Chen was worried about this matter, and the familiar voice had already been heard at the gate: "Oh, is this the best hotel in New York now? Hmm, we've changed three hotels already, hopefully this one will satisfy us."

  Another elderly voice said, "Xiang, don't be too picky, they are all five-star, not much different, these low-level staff members also work hard and need more understanding."

  Yamaguchi's voice came: "Longmu elder, this is not right. Sakura is teaching these staff for their own good... If the things they do can't satisfy the leader, what else do they need to do? Why don't they just book the best room in this hotel?"

  Another old man said discontentedly, "Shan Kou, this hotel is in the downtown area. Those few hotels are close to scenic spots. We came here for a meeting and relaxation, not to watch the hustle and bustle."

  Tian Lei's eyes narrowed slyly as he chuckled and said, "Well, well, well, Yichenzi, we're here just for them."

  Yi Chen's heart sank endlessly, oh heavens, what a chaotic situation is this? These people gathering together... Are they trying to destroy New York City or something?

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  In a corner of New York City, in a secret stronghold of the Vatican, the heavily injured Galanti was frantically shouting: "Inform His Holiness the Pope to send me reinforcements... I swear, it must be those damn Dark Conclave who knew our action plan, that's why they're opposing us everywhere... Do you believe it? Those assassins would attack us for no reason? It must be the Dark Conclave people... Tell the Grand Inquisitor, I want a large number of good hands, a large number of good hands... Not enough in America, bring them from South America, Asia, Europe, Africa... I don't care what tasks they have, bring them to me."

  Three referees stood stupidly in place, watching the usually elegant Galanti venting her anger, nodding wildly like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes..."

  The red-robed archbishop beside him was also furious, how could he be forced to flee in such a sorry state by a group of ordinary humans? This, this is too humiliating...

  A message was transmitted through the electromagnetic waves in the air: "Target disappeared, sickle team 1 and 2 search, void body left 3, left 4 rib small teams prepare to attack... Sickle team 3 is assembled from Colombia, void body left 5, left 6, left 7, left 8 small teams come to New York."

  In a luxurious mansion in New York, a cold and hoarse voice sounded: "No matter what the Vatican people come to do, they have come so many people, they must be killed. Gather all the masters who can arrive in the shortest time, immediately."

  Two large passenger planes from the southwestern hub of China, disciples of Yun Jia and Wu Xing Zong, were awkwardly fumbling with their Western suits, gazing gloomily at the white clouds outside the window. In the past, they used to fly on top of them in person...

  New York City, where the winds gather...