Dark game, start by extracting the almighty power talent

When dusk comes, night is coming.

Zhang Feng went to the appointment on time.

The restaurant for dinner is the very famous [Dave's Restaurant] in the royal city.

EMMM, the name sounds similar to a street restaurant, but its chef Dave Quislin is indeed a famous chef in the royal city.

He is known as the most skilled chef in the kingdom.

Every day, a large number of dignitaries make reservations, and ordinary people can't even get in.

Zhang Feng heard about it some time ago and wanted to taste it, but found that the reservation time was scheduled for three years later.

So he had to give up.

After all, his stay in this world was only a few months in total.

But I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to taste the taste of this restaurant today.

When I walked to the entrance of the restaurant, many waiters in neat work clothes bowed and greeted me.

After asking Zhang Feng's name and the reserved table number, they took him into a not-too-large room.

The environment inside the house is simple and elegant, and it feels out of place in the current world.

But under the simple decoration, one can see the luxurious items inside.

"Just this room is at least equivalent to 10,000 gold planks."

Sitting in the room was the owner of the hotel, William Lebs.

He smiled at Zhang Feng and gestured to sit on the sofa beside him, "Please wait, sir, that lord will arrive soon."

Zhang Feng nodded, and was quite curious about who this big shot was.

However, he did not wait for the big shot to arrive, but Count Gergen was invited in by several waiters shortly afterwards.

The two sides met each other, but there was no resentment.

Zhang Feng did not care, his strength was the confidence that he could ignore everything.

But Count Gergen did not get angry, which only showed that he was very cunning.

When facing his enemies, he could still show a smiling face and greet with a smile.

When the three of them waited in the room for about ten minutes, the door of the room opened again.

The waiter invited in a man wearing a black windbreaker and a pair of sunglasses.

The man didn't look very old, and was about 1.8 meters tall.

His face was pale, not very bloody, and his steps were a little weak when he walked, as if he was not in good health.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Feng actually knew this person.

Prince Wenred, the king's younger brother, once had the best chance to inherit the throne.

The reason why he knew him was because this prince was too famous on weekdays, and he was often reported on the front page of various newspapers.

The most famous thing about this prince was naturally his romantic affairs.

He would change different female companions every week.

Going in and out of the homes of various porn stars and magazine girls.

Passionate with those noble ladies at various aristocratic parties.

Secretly called the prince who had rotted into the mud.

"Is this guy the backer behind the hotel?"

Zhang Feng pondered in his heart, and it was indeed very likely.

As the king's younger brother, Prince Wenred had the right to inherit - if the king suddenly died.

Therefore, his position in the kingdom is actually very awkward, and the king will be very wary of him.

Then, if he devotes himself to eating, drinking, playing, making money and women, it is naturally the best choice.

Not only this hotel, but most of the entertainment industries in the entire royal city, this prince has probably reached out.

"Please sit down!"

Prince Wen Ruide did not mean to be overbearing. He invited everyone to sit on the table and began to make the so-called peace.

Of course, this was just a formality.

With a prince making peace in advance, Count Gergen in front of him certainly would not be ignorant. He apologized to Zhang Feng with an apologetic expression before he opened his mouth.

As for what he thought in his heart, Zhang Feng didn't care, and Prince Wen Ruide didn't care either.

It was enough to solve the dispute between the two on the surface and show that the prince had a lot of face.

As for what to do in private, as long as it is not done in the near future.

Lest others think that they completely ignore the prince's face, it would be a slap in the face.

After the apology, Earl Gergen left with an excuse. He really couldn't sit here peacefully and have dinner with his enemy.

Zhang Feng was not in a hurry to leave. After watching Earl Gergen leave, he looked at the two people in front of him with interest.

William, the owner of the hotel, and Prince Wenred were both well-known figures in the royal city.

So they could all be included in his plan.

When Zhang Feng was looking at them, Prince Wenred was also staring at Zhang Feng.

As a prince, it was a bit embarrassing to mediate between two nobles who were only earls and a rich man.

But Prince Wenred had learned about the cause and effect of the dispute between the two from his insider in a certain organization not long ago.

He also got all the information about Earl Gergen's complaint to the Council of Nobles.

He was quite curious about Zhang Feng's words that he called himself a god, so he specially arranged this scene and wanted to see Zhang Feng with his own eyes.

But after watching it, Prince Wenred was a little disappointed.

The one in front of him looked like an ordinary human being, very different from the demon slayers he had seen before.

Is such a human being qualified to call himself a god?

Is it because of a little bit of power that he lost himself and couldn't see the vast sky?

Boss William on the side was a little restless.

No matter which side he was on, he didn't feel very good.

Staying in such a room, he always felt as if he could be torn to pieces at any time.

So he coughed, stood up and bowed to the two people: "I'll go to the front desk."

As he apologized and left, Zhang Feng and the prince no longer concealed and looked at each other directly.

"I heard that when you drove away Count Gergen, you once called yourself a god and despised nobles like him?"

The prince couldn't help but speak first, "Then, in the eyes of you, a god, am I a prince, and an ordinary person?"

His words were full of sarcasm, and it was obvious that he was dissatisfied with Zhang Feng's current attitude.

After all, he is also a prince, the highest class in the kingdom.

If you don't come to lick me, I can forgive you generously, but it's really too much to stare at me so rudely.

As for me staring at you, that is of course the superior looking down on the lower-level people, you should be grateful.

It is inevitable that His Excellency the Prince has some emotions in his words.

Zhang Feng smiled, he stretched out his hand and spread it in front of the prince: "Do you think I am just a demon slayer who has obtained the power of demons?"

"A person who becomes arrogant and stupid after getting a little power?"

"No, let me tell you, the power I have is the power of God!"

"The person who controls this power is God!"