Spells Return: The Spellman with Odd Eyes

"I hope your request is reasonable." Vincent said solemnly: "Failure to fulfill demands will only reduce our sincerity for reconciliation." I don't think you want to be enemies of the Blood, if you know it well. Do you think so? "

Makes sense." Shi Er nodded seriously. "That's why I'm so friendly and humbled to sit here with you. Your blood clan is going to kill me, and I will have a good conversation with you. "

Vincent is very aggrieved, and the current loss of all positions seems to be on his side, right?

"What about this number?" Shir asked with a slap.

"Fifty million dollars?" Vincent confirmed.

Shi Er felt that his pattern was still small, and he was only going to ask for five million at first, but he immediately thought of a way.

"Yes, it's 50 million US dollars."

"When we receive the transfer, we will release the person immediately." Shi Er nodded affirmatively.

"Bring me my phone, I'll arrange it right now." Vincent's whole person finally relaxed, years of accumulation, fifty million is still acceptable to him, although it is painful.

Shil took out his phone and threw it over, and Vincent took it and began to operate it in person. A few minutes later, Shier put away his mobile phone satisfied, and the fifty million US dollars did arrive.

"Can I go?" Vincent already couldn't wait to get some fresh air.

"Yes, you can leave now." Shi Er got up and gave up his position, and everyone tacitly did not mention the steak.

Vincent watched the two move their feet and make sure they didn't stop them from running out of the cellar without looking back.

"God, I will be your believer from today onwards!" Vincent stood in the courtyard, arms open, embracing the sun.

"You... Where to go... Play with me..."

One... Next..." Two

pink irregular flesh balls appeared behind Vincent, and after the past few days of companionship, they had already developed feelings for this beautiful boy.

"Nope!!"

A few minutes later, Vincent was back in that familiar cellar.

"Do it yourself, you don't need to say more words, right?" Shi Er said playfully.

"Fak, you untrustworthy fellows!" Vincent gritted his teeth angrily, and he was fiercely swung by these two hairs.

"Don't talk nonsense, we did let you go." Shi Er picked his nose nonchalantly.

"Old rules, you know." Xia Youjie, who put away the curse, also echoed.

"I want you two to promise not to use any form of method to stop me!" Vincent learned smarter this time.

"Yes, we swear." Shier and Xia Youjie said with serious faces.

"Well, I'll believe you again!" Vincent took out his mobile phone and operated, and another fifty million knives turned around.

"Yossie, let's go." Shier looked at the text message on his mobile phone and began to discuss with Xia Youjie about "sharing the stolen goods".

Vincent carefully walked all the way out of the courtyard this time, looked back to make sure that there was nothing strange to follow, and finally let go.

"Ugh!" Vincent turned around and was startled by the woman in front of him.

"Hey, where are you going?" The five kites who appeared in front of him asked with a smile, and she was still holding a plate of steak in her hand.

"Uh... I have to go. Vincent wanted to say two words, but he forced himself to hold back.

"Your steak." Five kites passed the plate.

"Uh, next time, I'm in a hurry." Vincent refused, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

"What do you mean? Prepare and don't eat. "

Isn't it not giving face?"

The smile on Gojo's face disappeared instantly, and he asked in an icy tone, and Vincent felt a little chilly.

"Don't... Don't..." Poor

Vincent returned to the cellar again, five kites sitting on a stool with Erlang's legs up, and Shier and Xia Youjie standing left and right.

"Didn't we all say yes?"

"The money is also lost, what are you going to do to let me go?" Vincent, who fell to the ground, asked with a handful of snot and tears, he was almost completely broken.

"What I hate most is people wasting food." Five kites casually found a reason, and the steak was thrown on the ground by Shier.

"I eat... I'll eat..." Vincent didn't care if it was clean, grabbed the steak on the ground with his hand and nibbled on it.

"It's a little cold, but it tastes really good." Vincent, who was eating and crying, silently thought in his heart that this steak was the only warmth he felt in the past few days.

"Okay now, right?" Vincent licked the sauce at the corner of his mouth with a look of anticipation.

"No, I still want to run if I offend?" Gojo Kite said with evil interest, these two fools are really good bullies.

"Please, as long as you let me go, I'm willing to do anything!" Vincent knelt on the spot, knowing very well that offending a man might mean being beaten or simply killing him. But offending a strong, but careful woman ... Hiss... I can't think about it.

"Are you really willing to do anything?"

"We killed several elites of your blood clan." Gojo asked with a squinted look on his face, with an expression of disbelief.

"What's the big deal if you kill a few blood tribes, are you happy to kill my dad together!!" Vincent said loudly.

"That's what you said."

"Uh... Really? Vincent looked up and asked incredulously.

"That's right, rather than defending with all our might, we prefer to take the initiative to attack."

"The werewolves have promised to cooperate with us fully." The five kites beckoned, and Shier handed over a cigarette and lit it.

"But many werewolves in the core gathering point of the blood clan do not know, at this time we need a sufficient number of blood clans to lead the way." The five kites spit out a smoke ring and said slowly.

"Impossible, I will never betray the clansmen!" Vincent said categorically.

"You have also seen our strength, this is only the tip of the iceberg, do you think the blood clan can compete head-on?"

"No, no, these things are all caused by the demon party... The blood clan of the secret party is fundamental..." Vincent's heart began to waver, and he secretly complained about the demon party that liked to cause trouble.

"Your father will soon fall asleep, and those demons will ride on your heads."

"If you promise to become an internal responder, we can let the secret party go."

"Think about it, wouldn't it be good if we went out to eliminate all the demon parties, and the vacated territories were occupied by you, and a batch of protection fees were paid every month?"

"Be my dog." Gojo placed his hand on top of his head.

"Okay, I'll cooperate with you." After a brief battle of thoughts, Vincent looked up and gritted his teeth and said. In the slightly dark environment, his face became more and more hideous.