Chapter 495 The alliance conference was held, and the Japanese branch betrayed again?

Chicago Midway International Airport is crowded with people.

The VIP aisle was crowded with "upper-class people" from all over the world. Those who were qualified to accept invitations from the secret party were at least local snake-level mixed-race families from various regions. And these local snakes could only be regarded as accompanying guests. Those who were really invited by the secret party

, is the power of major mixed-race alliances around the world. To put it simply, it is the talker of all parties in the mixed-race world.

For example, the orthodoxy that dominates the East.

However, as a representative of orthodoxy, General Ye Zhan did not follow the crowd and take the flight here, but had already arrived secretly.

Only the representatives of the European and American Mixed Race Alliance did not choose to travel secretly, but chose ordinary flights with great fanfare. Other small and medium-sized mixed-race families with insufficient information naturally took the opportunity to join in, wanting to know more inside stories.

Today, a young man with a mustache is delivering a speech in the center of the crowd with great enthusiasm.

"The arrogant secret party now finally understands that it is not enough to kill the Dragon King on its own."

"By issuing invitations to us, they are actually asking us for help."

"Can we refuse their help? Of course not!"

"Even if the secret party has been alone for thousands of years; even if our proposal to borrow the Dragon Bone Cross some time ago was flatly rejected by them; even if they have been wary of us ordinary mixed-race families like thieves; but we still need

Help them."

"Because they are our compatriots!"

Hearing this, the audience gave warm applause.

They were very interested in the young man's interpretation, but they didn't quite understand what his purpose was. Some of the reasons why they were willing to applaud were because they really believed what he said, and more because this young man was a top-notch European and American mixed race.

The head of the family.

Anyway, you don’t need to pay for flattery, just take a few pictures.

Hearing the applause of the crowd, the young man waved his hands proudly, pressed down, and then revealed his true purpose.

"However, we can show our generosity to the Secret Party, and the Secret Party also needs to prove their sincerity to us. We will not hesitate to support the Secret Party with enough weapons and financial resources. The Secret Party should also use the results and achievements they obtained from slaying the dragon.

We share—"

Having said this, he licked his lips, and a faint golden color appeared in his eyes.

"For example...Dragon Bone Cross!"

"Judging from the information we have received, the Secret Party at least possesses the Dragon Bone Cross of Constantine, the Dragon King. This is a treasure that has never been obtained by anyone in history!"

After hearing the word "Dragon Bone Cross", many mixed-race species who were originally not interested were attracted by it.

Devouring the same kind is one of the ways for dragons to gain power. According to this law, the Dragon Bone Cross contains all the power of the Dragon King. This may be the most precious treasure in the world.

In the mixed race world, people often use "Holy Grail" instead of this title. I didn't expect this young man to be so bold.

If the secret party can hand over the dragon bone cross, even if they only get one fingernail, it will probably be an extremely powerful force!

Thinking of this, the hybrids driven by greed couldn't help but stop there, attracted by the possibility described by the young man.

The slightly smarter people quickly realized the young man's plan. They either watched the development of the situation with interest, or directly watched the excitement and joined without taking it too seriously, or sped away in disgust, or passed by indifferently.

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At the entrance to the other side of the airport, a skinny old man surrounded by several young people was also watching quietly.

The old man may have been tall originally, but he was too old after all and could only hunch down. He wore a cowhide roll-brimmed hat with a damaged police badge on his head, like a retired Texas Ranger.

"Andre's words are very effective. Although they can only attract three people, they are enough to put pressure on the secret party."

The young man behind the old man said approvingly.

Although he saw that more people had no intention of supporting it, it didn't matter. These people wouldn't object anyway, and the Secret Party still needed to face these pressures head-on.

"If the Secret Party can really let go of Dragon Bone Cross, then we will undoubtedly benefit the most. Now that Angers is gone and Frost is dead, the Secret Party cannot be as tough as before!"

Another young man also followed suit.

The destruction of the Gattuso family was a great shock to the mixed-race world, but behind the great shock was great greed.

When the mixed-race emperor dies, a new round of competition will begin, and people all want to become the new emperor.

And they are the heirs of the most powerful top family under the Gattuso family.

Hearing the words of the young man behind him, the old man had no expression on his face. Only when he heard the name "Ange", his white brows jumped slightly.

"Without Angers and the secret party of the Gattuso family, it is true that we cannot be as tough as before."

He nodded in agreement with this judgment.

Immediately, his voice changed again.

"However, this also means that the current Secret Party is no longer the opponent we were once familiar with. Do you really think this technique will be useful?"

The calculation in front of him was the work of several young people under his command. Although he did not agree with it, he did not object to it. But it was only now that he suddenly raised this question.

The young people looked at each other, some not quite understanding what their leader meant.

"Having lost Angers, hasn't the Secret Party become weaker? Since they are the ones asking for help from us, what do we have to worry about?"

The young man asked in confusion.

They are all elites in the shopping mall and are well aware of the impact of supply and demand on market changes. Now that Cassel College has been destroyed, the strength of the Secret Party has reached rock bottom. At this time, it should be the Secret Party begging them to do something. They are

There is a lot of room for bargaining, otherwise they would not use this technique to force the secret party.

It has to be said that according to common sense, their idea is not a big problem.

only--

"Many times, the unknown is scarier than the known. You will understand this in the future."

The old man shook his head and did not continue to preach in vain.

Surrounded by his disciples and grandchildren, he quickly got into a car bound for the meeting venue.

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The unknown is more terrifying than the known - this truth, the old man originally thought that these young people might not be able to truly understand until they are forty or fifty years old.

But what he didn't expect was that just half an hour later, the young people would understand this truth.

"Welcome! All tourists are welcome to come and participate in the mysterious experience, accept the education and transformation of dragon slaying doctrine, and become dragon slayers in the new era!"

"Hello everyone, if you are passing by, don't miss it! The experience camp, originally priced at US$10,000, is provided to you for free today! Today's journey can even be personally guided by the current principal. You will earn money when you come!"

"This trip will take you to explore the legendary Kassel Academy ruins, let you personally experience the Dragon King's battlefield, and there will even be surprise and mysterious activities waiting for you!"

Seeing the banners, balloons, ribbons, and the young and beautiful students appearing as flyer deliverers everywhere in the villa on the shores of Lake Michigan, all the mixed races were stunned.

In their predictions, the secret party that had suffered a catastrophe should now be in a solemn atmosphere.

Therefore, some campuses have been destroyed by the enemy, and the life or death of the former leader is uncertain. Even if all the teachers and students of the secret party do not show their determination to fight the Dragon King for life and death, and cry until dawn and night, at least the whole army must remain silent.

Bar?

But what are you doing now? If you don’t know, you might think that some third-rate attraction is holding a promotion or celebration!

A young man took a leaflet from the hand of a girl wearing a Kassel school uniform and glanced at it. It was exactly the same as the slogan they were promoting.

When he turned over the back, the young man was completely confused. There was actually a celebration behind the big red flyer.

——"Good news! Warmly celebrate the promotion of tutor Flamel to the position of principal of our school!!!".

Even the old man, who had long realized that the secret party must have a back-up plan, couldn't help but feel a black eye when he saw the huge word "Good News" on the back of the flyer.

When Angers' life or death is uncertain, you secret party put aside this celebration and still want to have a party?

I've heard that this old gangster is nothing, but I didn't expect him to be able to do this?

What Angers entrusted is inhumane!

At the right time, a young man asked in confusion.

"Who is the Flamel mentor of this generation...?"

Many young people in the new era no longer recognize this once famous bloodhound. They may remember the Flamel family, but they think that the family's heritage has long been cut off.

Hearing this question, the old man was about to continue answering.

At this moment, a wretched middle-aged and elderly man wearing beach shorts, hairy legs exposed, cartoon sunglasses, and a beer belly, surrounded by young and beautiful female students, greeted him enthusiastically and ignored the old man's words.

Defiance gave him a hug.

"Hahaha! Long time no see, Sheriff Henkel. I miss you so much!"

Under the embrace of the night watchman, Henkel felt that he was almost suffocating.

——Who the hell are you? Do I know you very well?!

The young people on the side originally wanted to rescue their leader and repel the old cowboy who dared to attack Henkel face to face. However, after seeing the orthodox representative Ye Zhan who came with him closely, everyone realized that this old cowboy

The thing is actually the current principal of the Secret Party!

So, this guy is the one who created the graveyard disco operation?

After the night watchman let go of Henkel, all parties began to greet each other.
To be continued...