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Chapter 290 Meeting

At the headquarters of Dahuang, Gui Zhongdao sat on a large office chair in the top floor office with a stern face, without saying a word.

"Don't you really want to sit here? How do you feel?"

In the shadow cast behind it, there seemed to be a living thing surging.

"not bad."

Gui Zhongdao said expressionlessly.

Although it attacks his father, in the values ​​of demons, killing the father is not an unforgivable evil, especially for members of higher families like it.

The change of the leader was accompanied by the confrontation between old and new forces. This time it failed, but it was just a failure. Apart from the punishment it deserved, it did not worry about its own life safety.

Feeling the demonic power that was constantly evacuated by his father Yuan Sect, the face of Gui Zhongdao couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

As the price of failure, it is parasitized by the father, sharing demonic power and life.

In other words, it must help the metabolite restore to its original state in order to get out of trouble.

This is a kind of imprisonment and a kind of punishment.

"Time is coming soon, it's time to go to the conference room."

Gui Zhongdao closed his eyes, and the shadow behind him squirmed and clung to its body.

When the black shadow covered his neck, it seemed as if he had encountered obstacles and could not move forward any further.

"what you up to?"

The voice of Yuan Zong sank.

"Father."

Gui Zhongdao stared at his eyes with a blank expression: "Am I still not qualified?"

Yuan Zong was silent, and after a while, it spoke again: "When you can really hurt me, I will tell you everything."

The ghosts did not speak anymore, and the black shadow began to spread to its head, gradually covering it all.

Soon, it opened its eyes again and its eyes became majestic and deep.

Standing up and walking to the front of the ground-to-ground mirror, the ghost path in the mirror had completely turned into the shape of the Yuan sect.

Lifting his chin, Yuanmao looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

Dongdong!

The office door was knocked: "Chairman, shareholders have already arrived at the conference room."

"good."

Yuan Dazhong responded and stepped out of the office.

I took the elevator to the conference room on the lower floor, and more than twenty people were already sitting there.

They were wearing various clothes, with different appearances, both tall, short, fat and thin, different men, women, old and young. Some were smoking cigarettes and chatting loudly, some greedily eating various delicacies in front of them, and some were looking through the newspapers in front of them in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, the door of the conference room was pushed open, Yuan Datong walked in, and the noisy conference room gradually became quiet, and everyone watched it step by step to the top of the chief and sat down.

The old man who was flipping through the newspaper put down the newspaper and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He looked at the Yuan Sect and blinked his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became four pupils, staring at the Yuan Sect directly.

He glanced at him lightly, and Yuan Zong did not speak.

The old man folded the newspaper calmly, his eyes turned into its original state, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip, looking no different from the old man who was drinking morning tea in an ordinary teahouse.

Yuan Bulk looked around and saw that these were the heads of various branches in Southeast Asia and the core backbone of the Great Wilderness. The last time they got together like this was thirteen years ago.

"Boss, call us over in such a hurry. What happened?"

The fat man who was eating delicious food had a RB samurai hairstyle, as if he had been cut off all over the sky with one knife.

When he saw Yuan Dazong come in, he asked the two maids behind him who had applied their faces to the snow-white face to remove all the food. While picking his teeth, he asked Yuan Dazong to question him.

He asked questions that others were also concerned about. Seeing him asking, everyone turned their attention to Yuan Bulk.

"I've asked you to come this time, and there are three things to deal with."

Yuan Zong said in a deep voice: "There were representatives sent to the temple a few days ago. The representatives they sent to the temple were oracle sacrifices, a woman."

Hearing it, a noise suddenly appeared in the conference room.

"Oracle Priests? Don't those guys never leave the temple? How dare you come to Xianggang? Are you not afraid of falling off the plane and falling to death? Haha!"

"Hmph! Those exiles hide tightly on weekdays, and when they collect energy, they run faster than Kaka."

"Fart! Who can be as fast as me?"

"woman?"

A frivolous male voice appeared, and the other voices quickly lowered. Everyone subconsciously looked at the figure sitting under the right hand of Yuan Dazong, putting his feet on the table, and hiding in the cigar smoke on the upper part.

"call!"

A mouthful of smoke blew away the smoke in front of him. The feet were retracted. A fair and slender hand held a cigar and tapped it to the ashtray and flicked it gently.

The smoke dissipated, and a man who was so beautiful that he was not decent, looked around with a pair of peach blossom eyes before asking lazy: "Woman? How could the oracle priest be a woman?"

In the history of temples, oracle sacrifices have always been held by men and have never been changed.

"It's indeed a woman."

Yuan Dazong glanced at him and said calmly: "She brought a gift, a drop of divine blood."

Hearing this, everyone in the conference room became quiet.

After a while, the fat man couldn't help but ask, "Is it true?"

"I sent it back to my hometown as soon as I got it."

Yuan Zong said seriously: "Based on the news sent back from the old place, it is very likely that it is true."

"It's very likely, that's not sure yet?"

The fat man wiped his head irritably and said impatiently: "It must be those guys who are doing it again. They are still a group of cunning humans in the final analysis. They have never done such a thing."

Although he said this, a trace of fear and fear flashed through his eyes.

The others listened to him complaining silently, and did not speak up.

The beautiful man spoke: "Boss, you should ask the old man to confirm it again. How could he be resurrected after 'Lai' died for so long?"

Yuan Bulk did not refute: "I will give feedback, but I hope everyone will be mentally prepared."

"laugh!"

A middle-aged man wearing gold and silver, half of his chest exposed and tattooed, sneered and said lazily: "Is it still the catastrophe? Boss, don't blame me for being rude. Although we live for a long time without a man, we are not stupid."

"What catastrophe is not a catastrophe, it is just a set of theories used by the old man to shock us."

He spread his hands and looked at everyone and said, "We all understand that the strong are the most respectful. The Great Wilderness delivers energy to the temple. To put it bluntly, it is to pay the protection fee to the temple! Every year when we send energy to the old place, isn't we also pay the protection fee to the person?"

After wiping his nose, he said with a smile: "Even if the catastrophe really comes, we don't have to worry about it. Everything will happen from scratch anyway! Please! We are just a group of smart lives with greater power. We still need to eat and die! Let's see!"

Yuan Dazong looked at him expressionlessly, and everyone sat silently without saying a word.

The man didn't care, so he leaned back on the chair casually and said indifferently: "I don't care about you, anyway, I just want to live my life safely. Now it's a human society, they are much better than us! Last time I laid an egg on RB, even our best brother Shan was almost killed..."

As he said that, he patted the fat man beside him and said with a smile: "If the catastrophe really comes, humans are more anxious than us. Let them worry!"

"Go to die!"

The fat man glared at him, but he sat by indifferently, and laughed and laid his hands behind his head.

Yuan Zong suddenly spoke: "The second incident is related to the old place, and things are awakened."
Chapter completed!
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