The motherland is coming, but fortunately I am Doomsday Superman

Chapter 172 The two-year agreement, he came back

There was silence in the banquet hall.

All the guests in the main hall quieted down and looked at Dracula who walked up to Tifa and took the initiative to toast Tifa.

Many people sighed inwardly, instinctively aware that something was wrong.

Although Tifa's status as the No. [-] technology company in Fuyuki City is unquestionable, Dracula is the lord of Fuyuki City, and today is his birthday party again. No one in this city is qualified to make him a toast.

And he did a toast, and the object of the toast was Tifa, who never socialized and drank at banquets in the past.

The nature is different.

Those who can come to this banquet, who are not elites from all walks of life, quickly smelled an unusual breath, and their eyes gradually became playful.

Rumor has it that even Fuyuki's No. 30.00 company, Wang Quan Biological Company, gave the city lord Dracula a [-]% stake.

As for Fuyuki's No. 100 company, Mengdi Technology Company, it is still [-]% owned by Tifa himself, so is the city lord finally going to make a move?

In the other corner of the banquet, watching this scene, Wang Xuan nodded secretly.

"I have a physical problem, so I can't drink." Tifa got up and said euphemistically.

Dracula's face was expressionless, but his hands kept the gesture of raising a glass, hehe smiled: "Can't you even drink the wine I'm toasting?"

The expressions of the supernatural department personnel on the side changed slightly, and they often get along with Dracula. They know the will of the city lord, and no one can go against the change!
Pan Hu suddenly scratched his head and smiled honestly: "City Lord Dracula, it's better for me to drink this glass of wine instead of Miss Tifa. I just wanted to drink, so I can give you as many glasses as you want in return."

"You?" Dracula's old and pale face was expressionless, and he glanced at Pan Hu: "What kind of thing are you, you are also qualified?"

A powerful biological momentum spread out and pushed Pan Hu, who had the rank of second lieutenant, directly back to his seat.

In the already silent banquet hall, the atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Pan Hu's face turned red, and he climbed out of the sea of ​​blood from the mountain of corpses, a dark and strong man two meters tall, but he couldn't stand up under that powerful aura!

"If he does it, you will drag him out and bring him back to the military." Dracula looked at the staff of the supernatural department and said in a tone of command.

"Yes, City Lord." Yingzi took a deep breath, touched the horn of the bones, lowered his voice and said to Pan Hu, "Second lieutenant, don't do it, or you will go to a military court at the lowest level."

Dracula raised the wine glass, superhuman aura was overwhelming, and looked at the black-haired girl in front of him again: "Drink or not?"

"Xie City Lord toast."

Tifa smiled sweetly and pleasantly, stretched out her hand to take the glass of red wine, and raised the glass as if she wanted to drink.

next moment.

The girl's slender right hand wearing a white lace glove raised it vigorously, and all the red wine in the glass was splashed on the face of the city lord Dracula.

"What kind of thing are you, you deserve to let me drink? There is only one person who can let me drink!" Tifa, a girl like a dream princess, scolded coldly.

Seeing this scene, all the guests in the banquet hall, including the staff of the supernatural department, as well as Wang Xuan and Pan Hu, had their brains buzzing.

Crazy!

This is crazy!
Not only refused the toast of the city lord, but also turned against the city lord?Is this not fatal!
"Very good, hehe, very good."

Dracula chuckled, took out a handkerchief to wipe the drink on his face, and stared at the girl with a cold, inhuman look.

He suppressed his anger and was about to issue a few commands.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the quiet banquet hall: "I found you."

The guests looked back in amazement and saw a silver-haired youth in ordinary casual clothes, who was out of tune with the current top banquet, standing at the door of the main hall.

"Who is it?" Many people were blank.

the next moment.

Accompanied by the silver-white skirt of the small ceremony skirt, the stunned shadow quickly passed between the guests in the main hall. The crystal high-heeled shoes almost ran away, and flew into the open arms of the silver-haired youth.

At the same time, the glass with only the remnants of red wine fell to the ground, making a shattering sound.

The glasses and hearts of the guests were also broken.

Their eyes were extremely stunned. The one who threw himself into the arms of the silver-haired youth in casual clothes was not the strong girl who had just confronted the city lord Dracula, Tifa of the Monty Company!
It is the dream of many men and even women in Fuyuki City to hold a beautiful girl who is worth hundreds of billions in her arms.

And now, woke up.

The mysterious young man of unknown origin took the beautiful and moving girl's body into his arms, as if announcing his possessions.

"How could it be him. He should have died a long time ago, two years ago...!" Wang Xuan's eyes were red, showing a ghostly expression.

"No, is it really him?"

Yingzi's pupils contracted, her mouth opened wide, and her right hand clenched the cracked bone horn.

"I'm not dreaming." Pan Hu's eyes widened like cowbells in the chair, his tall and sturdy body kept shaking, and the figure of the mysterious silver-haired youth overlapped with the figure of the young man two years ago.

……

Yi Meng hugged the black-haired girl with her backhand, feeling the amazing softness and warmth in front of her, and couldn't help but tease softly, "I haven't seen you for two years, I've gained a lot of weight."

"I'm not fat... woohoo."

Tifa's eyes were red, she raised her chin, crying and laughing, the pear blossoms were raining, which made people feel pity.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, I'm here to complete the agreement with you."

Yi Meng lowered her head and gently kissed the girl's aggrieved and shriveled rosy mouth. The product was two years ago twice a week, and it was familiar and unfamiliar, and it was sweet and delicious that she would never get tired of it no matter how many times she came back.

Tifa closed her eyes, her tear-soaked eyelashes trembled slightly, and her petal-like lips parted lightly for you to pick.

The protagonist of this banquet has completely shifted.

All the guests around the banquet were petrified, and their eyes stared straight at the two who were kissing together. It felt like a reunion banquet held for them tonight.

The city lord Dracula, who was supposed to be the protagonist of tonight's banquet, could no longer hide his anger, exuding a terrifying aura and coercion like cannibalism: "Security guard, where is the security guard? Why don't you give it to me, and supernatural The people from the department! Immediately take down the people who broke into the banquet without the invitation letter, and the chairman of Mengdi who dared to offend and provoke me!"

"Yes! City Lord!"

More than a dozen security guards in sunglasses and suits, whose movements were not as fast as humans, appeared from around the banquet venue and swarmed towards the two of Imantifa!

The detective of the paranormal department was also ready to act, but with a gesture from the detective Yingzi, he immediately stopped all movements.

call out!
More than a dozen security guards in sunglasses only felt a flash in front of their eyes. They had already lost traces of the youth and girls. A hurricane swayed in place on the banquet hall, and eye-catching cracks bloomed like spider webs on high-grade porcelain plates.

Don't wait for them to react.

A hurricane immediately erupted on the other side of the main hall. I saw the city lord Dracula screamed, like a human cannonball flying out, and the body dressed in aristocratic robes smashed the dining table and the relief wall, and went out to the city square. Throwing it to the far side like water!
In the main hall where City Lord Dracula was standing, Yi Meng was holding the girl Tifa with one hand, keeping his right foot in a flying kick position, and his ankle seemed to be covered with a layer of bone white streamer.

Yi Meng's pupils were glowing with fiery golden light, and the corners of his mouth rose wantonly: "What are you, qualification?!"

(End of this chapter)