100 Ways to Get the Male God

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The young man smiled cooperatively, but his eyes followed the girl's back involuntarily until she disappeared.

"I'll go out." He smiled politely at his uncle, and after the other nodded, he left the crowd, walked to the box beside him, and said to his bodyguard, "Follow me, bring me here."

The bodyguard took the order to leave, Burt lit a cigarette in front of the door, remembered what happened just now, smiled with his lips hooked, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

At the same time, in front of the Wharton reception, a black car stopped, attracting many eyes.

The crowd looked over one after another, staring at the vehicle to stop with a hint of amazement and curiosity.

The discerning person, of course, can tell at a glance that this is a limited-edition luxury sedan.

Limited-edition cars are so common at Whartons that it shouldn't come as a surprise. However, when everyone saw the car, their expressions were subtle. \u0026amp;1t;i\u0026amp;gt;\u0026amp;1t;/i\u0026amp;gt;

This car is not only a limited edition, but specially modified by a world famous car factory. The value of the modified car is several grades higher than before, which is no longer in the scope of being rich or expensive.

It even has the club's 1ogo on it. The club only accepts real luxury cars, which can be labeled as such, and there are only a handful of famous cars.

Some people stopped involuntarily, wanting to see who the owner of the car was.

The man in black in front of the car whispered, "Your Majesty, the reception is here, do you want to go in?"

The man in the back seat slowly opened his eyes.

The silver length turned into a black and beautiful fragment, but the eyes were still a magical wine red, revealing a strange and elegant beauty.

He didn't speak, and the man in black whispered again: "Your Majesty, your power is unblocked, and the secret party must be able to sense it. Do you need more people to follow you?"\u0026amp;1t;i\u0026amp;gt;\u0026amp;1t;/ i\u0026amp;gt;

The bat hangs upside down on the roof of the car, unfolding the demon's bone wings. Anluolis raised his eyes and glanced outside the car, and said casually: "Leave one for me, and the others go back."

"Yes." The man in black replied respectfully.

As beings feared by all vampires, they have no doubts about any orders from the Demon King.

Even if no one understood why His Majesty came here in person to meet a human girl.

The young man squinted his eyes lazily, stretched out his hand to open the car door and got out of the car, his eyes swept around the faces of the people around him, and then he walked to the steps without any turbulence, leaving behind a group of eyes that were about to fall out.

It took a while for the people who saw him to recover, and they all whispered in astonishment.

"Who is that? Why haven't I seen..."

"Isn't it someone in the circle?"

"How is it possible, that car alone is not ordinary, and it also came to attend the Wharton reception..."

"Whose heir is heir to?"

"possible……"

There were all whispers along the way. The young man walked into the reception in a sloppy and indifferent manner, as if he had not heard anything. The waiter who was close was stunned for a moment. Tray, "Dear Guest..."

As a result, before the words were finished, the young man in front of him lightly opened his lips and stared at him with a pair of eyes.

"Excuse me."

He spoke lightly, even with a strange softness, like an old aristocratic gentleman.

But when his eyes met those beautiful burgundy eyes, the waiter lowered his head subconsciously to avoid, tremblingly gave way, and let him walk over.