Chapter 651： Marshall said, Nathan's confidence

The mercenary king was terrified and shivered uncontrollably.

In the world, there are such strong people lurking in the dark. If they are born together, the world must be chaotic!

"This"

Not to mention him, all the members of the Rothschild family were pale and horrified, and even couldn't control and ran away.

This destructive power seems to be stronger than the legendary Jiang Taichu, and one person can destroy one city.

Anna Lin felt her legs were soft, and there was a dampness deep in her body, as if she wanted to urinate.

The surging blood came to the sky above the castle, and suddenly converged, disappearing out of thin air.

"My people, come in!"

At the same time, the gate of the ancient castle opened, and a beautiful, sweet, silky voice came out of the ancient castle hall.

Anna Lian was trembling, stunned, and followed her father and others into the hall.

On the high platform next to the wall in the hall, on the golden seat studded with rubies, a young man wearing a medieval noble dress and a black turtleneck cape put down the discover magazine in his hand, revealing a nearly pathological pale face .

Butler has a face that does not belong to humans. His facial features are clear and three-dimensional, and his skin is crystal clear. The blue blood vessels can be seen, and the whole person is like an elf.

It's not handsome, not handsome, it can only be called beauty, a feminine feminine beauty.

Annalian has been in the fashion circle for many years, and she has been interacting with supermodels, celebrities, celebrities and so on. Among them, there are many members of the royal family in some countries.

"He is so handsome?"

But at this time, she almost dared not stare at Bartle. What star meat is in front of Bartle is a scum-like existence.

If he were a star, Anna Lin would surely become his diehard fan.

Watch every movie, every concert, buy every record, and dedicate all his savings to Idou.

Butler was so charming, his spirit was overflowing, and it seemed to be filled with a sacred blood.

He throws his hands up and throws his feet, and with a random look, makes her heart beat faster, excited almost to shock.

It's not just her.

All women in the Rothschild family have this feeling of rapid heartbeat. As a result of their suffocation, the adrenal glands accelerate their secretion. They can't help but want to approach him and worship.

Even Nathan's long-menopaused wife felt wet.

As for the men who had high self-esteem, Raymond and James.

Without a doubt, they were so embarrassed that they couldn't wait to find a place to dig in, and disappeared in front of Battle.

"Little Nathan, rest assured!"

Bartle stood up, flung the black cape, and smiled disdainfully:

"I will help you to kill Jiang Taichu, no matter how strong he is, compared to the Duke-level blood, it is also rubbish!"

His simple gesture exudes amazing charm, which has attracted many women to cheer.

"The Lord the Blood God of France is invincible. You are the most powerful being in France! We believe in you! Worship you! Love you!"

Bartle nodded slightly, in an elegant idyll:

"I know, he used to kill Zeus, but I killed the old Zeus a hundred years ago!"

"But if not for the Holy See's cooperation with the modern army, where is my opponent? Europe is my world!"

"But he can kill contemporary Zeus. After all, he is a bit patient. For security reasons, I still call a Duke-level blood race and several marquises to deal with him!"

"Thank you Lord Bartel, the blood god. From now on, the Rothschild family will serve you more faithfully, and we are willing to give you everything we have!"

Nathan knelt on the ground, crawling up like a loyal dog, and humblely kissed Butler's toes, grateful.

"Unexpectedly, our Rothschild family worships the true French blood god!"

"He killed Zeus the old generation. It's so powerful! Jiang Taichu is definitely not!"

Many members of the Rothschild family were also invigorated, as if they had beaten chicken blood.

"Hum, if Mrs. Jiang dares to come, it is death!"

Anna Lin's jade white jaw lifted, and she sneered proudly.

Even if Bartle is not the backstage of Luo's family, she must support Bartle, after all, Bartle is so handsome.

At a time when everyone is elated and talking.

"Pariss! This crazy woman!"

Raymond's cell phone rang, it turned out to be an overseas call from Paris.

Raymond reported to his father that Nathan still allowed him to pick it up, but this time Perez came to Mr. Nathan.

"Mr. Nathan, isn't it good to be stupefied?"

Nathan took the call from his son, and heard Parris being so sarcastic.

"Paris, don't be proud! You don't even know my hole cards!"

Summoning Black Duke Martel, Nathan redoubled his confidence and sneered proudly.

"Paris, don't be disrespectful to Mr. Nathan!"

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At this time, Marshall took the phone and said to Nathan in a kind tone:

"Mr. Nathan, we have cooperated many times in business and politics, and I cherish the friendship we once had."

"You surrender and surrender, pay the property to Sodoni, and I will persuade Mr. Jiang to leave you a life and a little industry. After all, you are also so old. Okay? "

Marshall was kind. After all, the California Consortium and the Rothschild family have also cooperated.

He thought to himself that Nathan bowed his head and acknowledged his mistakes, and treated Jiang Tian with a better attitude. He talked about it and believed that Jiang Tian would give him three points.

He was out of kindness.

But Nathan's remark was particularly offensive, making him intolerable.

He sneered, and said, "Marshall, you don't have to! The friendship between you and me has been ruined by you, and from now on, we will be gracious!"

If the French blood **** Bartle did not agree to help, he would not dare to be so arrogant.

Jiang Tian even fought the French army. Where can a secular family survive?

But now he is not afraid. As long as Bartel takes the shot, where is Jiang Taichu's opponent? Maybe Rothschild will become the most powerful family in the world!

"Nathan, where does your confidence come from? Why are you so stubborn?" Mr. Marshall sighed deeply.

"Where does my self-confidence come from? Humph, why should I explain to you all my life?"

Nathan's eyes suddenly became cold, and he arrogantly whispered:

"You are still worried about Jiang Taichu for yourself. You can rest assured that after Jiang Taichu's death, you, the California consortium who have made trouble for the tigers, I will not let one go!

"Well, I hope you don't regret it!" On the phone, Marshall shook her head helplessly.

"It may be you who regret it!"

Mr. Nathan chuckled and hung up the phone.

I am about to counterattack, how can I regret it?

With a real Duke-level vampire behind the Rothschild family, how could they lose?

What is the concept of Duke-level vampires? Beyond Divine Realm, comparable to Immortals and Saints!

You know, Battle has once killed the old generation of Zeus and repelled the entire temple of the gods!

"Master Blood God, huh, this cunning Marshall must know that you are my patron, so why did you call to join the relationship?"

Seeing Bartle look inquiringly, Nathan shook his head with a sneer, dismissive:

"Even if he asks for mercy again, even if Jiang Taichu comes to ask for mercy himself, it's too late, let them die in remorse!"

"Haha, do you think I will beg for mercy, who gives you this confidence?"

At this moment, a voice full of ridicule sounded strangely and abruptly in the hall.

Everyone was shocked to find that suddenly there was a figure of Xuan Changxuanang at the door with black hair and black pupils, and his face was like a crown jade.

"He's Jiang Taichu!"

Raymond was shocked to take a few steps back subconsciously.

But Nathan was very old, and stepped forward proudly: "Tang Jiang, you dare to come. As a strong man, should this be the ancient castle of Mr. Bartle, Black Duke? Will you kill him?"

"A few blood-sucking stink bats, I'm not killed, what's so bizarre?"

Jiang Tian, ​​with his hands on his back, looked at Butler indifferently, and said indifferently, "Butler, I want to destroy the Rothschild family. Now you have two choices, get out! Or die!"

"Jiang Taichu, arrogant and arrogant, don't know what's high in the sky, don't you know you're dead?"

Anna Lin taunted at Jiang Tian, ​​full of glee.

This Chinese man looks ordinary, not as handsome as Bartle, and dares to be the enemy of the Rothschild family, and to death!

"Haha, you are Jiang Taichu?"

Butler's voice came slowly, with a few words, as if his voice was everywhere.

"Do you know what sin you have committed?"

Bartel is like a **** above nine days, and now judges Jiang Tian with an attitude of overlooking the ants.

"Sin? Not interested in discussing this with you!"

Jiang Tian felt very funny and shook his head: "I already said that you either die or get out of here!"

"If the dogma of the vampire family provokes the worshippers of the blood race, the blood race will kill it! This is your sin!"

Bartle's voice was pleasant and beautiful, silky as brocade, but with a monstrous sense of pride:

"You Jiang Taichu is strong, but in the eyes of my bloodline, it is no different from the ants! Now, I sentence you to death!"

"The attitude is so high, dare to judge me? You have too much nonsense, mother-in-law artillery! If you want to fight, then don't make nonsense, get out as soon as possible!

The corner of Jiang Tian's mouth set off a sarcastic arc, his eyes disdainful.

"You're looking for death!"

Butler growled angrily.

His face was suddenly cold and twisted, and two sharp white tusks of Bai Sensen came out quickly, his body filled with blood.

You have to do something with Jiang Tian.