Spirit Boss - 88. Transaction

Wang Xiaoming broke out in a cold sweat.

Because although Singer didn’t guess Barr’s identity, he guessed their purpose 80 to 90% correctly. Thinking that Singer might expose Barr’s disguise, he became restless, and even the delicious steak aftertaste in his mouth became bitter.

Seeing his eyes flashing, Singh smiled and calmed down: “I said before that since I invited you here as a guest, we will definitely not be enemies, and we may even become close comrades in arms.”

Wang Xiaoming said, “What do you want to do?”

“Very simple, cooperation.” He smiled and stood up and walked towards the door.

But he didn’t wait for him to get to the door. The door flew like a kite and slammed heavily on the huge portrait facing the door.

Singh stopped gracefully, smiled and stretched out his hand: “Welcome.”

A figure slowly walked in from the door, with a strong murderous intent in his stern eyes.

Pripri followed carefully behind him. Although he had sworn countless times with the life of Lord Cain along the way, the killing intent on Baal had accumulated more and more as time passed.

“Bah… I hope you come!” Wang Xiaoming quickly got up from the sofa, and when he was about to walk over, Wutreis raised his foot inadvertently and blocked his way.

The air that was still flowing freely suddenly solidified.

Singh slowly retracted his hand and said with a smile: “How can you prevent the lovers from meeting?”

Woodless put his foot down indifferently.

At the same instant, Barr’s figure flashed across the living room like lightning.

Pripri felt that he had just blinked his eyes and the scene before him changed.

Wutleis stood by the window, looking carefully, with a bloodshot from the corner of his mouth. The color of his pupils and lips gradually turned purple. This is a sign that he is ready to attack.

But Wang Xiaoming was tightly bound by Baer in his arms.

Singer smiled suddenly: “Wuth, I didn’t expect you to lose to a junior.”

Wutleis was silent, but his mouth tightened.

Singh said: “Why are you all standing, I think, sitting down makes it easier to create a harmonious atmosphere. Standing always makes me feel oppressed.” He walked leisurely back to the original position, turning a blind eye to the tense atmosphere in front of him. Still smiling, “Wuth, you haven’t finished your steak yet.”

Wutreis stared at him firmly for a moment, the purple red in his pupils began to fade, but instead of returning to his original position, he sat beside Singh.

Seeing Barr still standing there coldly, Wang Xiaoming couldn’t help pulling his sleeves and saying, “Shall we sit down too?”

It’s okay that he didn’t open his mouth, as he opened his mouth to arouse all of Barr’s anger, “Who allows you to leave without my permission?”

Wang Xiaoming hung his head and rubbed the corners of his clothes, and whispered, “I’m sorry.”

Barr thinks he should teach a few more words, and definitely can’t let him go so easily, but when the words come to his lips, the tone and momentum are still there, but the words are changed, “Is there any injury?”

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, then pointed to the steak and said, “There are steaks for wine and wine.”

…

He’s not here, so he still happily eats steak and drinks red wine?

The anger that had just dropped a little rushed up again, and he viciously said: “Where did I just say?”

“Ah? Is there any injury?” Wang Xiaoming looked inexplicable.

“The previous sentence!”

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while and said, “I’m sorry.”

“…It’s not the sentence you said, it’s the sentence I said.” Barr’s anger was rising.

Wang Xiaoming said guilty: “I mean, I’m sorry, I don’t remember.”

Barr: “…”

“We might as well eat and talk.” Singh rounded off.

As he was talking, Butler Louis made his grand debut again. However, in order to express his dissatisfaction with the interruption of the midnight shift, he appeared in pajamas, a set of blue and white horizontal stripes, and two cute kitty cats on the back of his chest.

He put the steak and wine glass blankly in front of the newly seated Barr and Pripri, and then stared at Singer without a word.

Singh smiled and said, “I promise, this is the last guest today.”

Louis said to him: “I get insomnia when I wake up halfway through sleep.”

Singh grinned.

“Insomnia requires sleeping pills.”

Singh continued to laugh.

“It’s easy to sleepwalk after taking sleeping pills.”

Singer couldn’t laugh.

A professional smile appeared on Louis’s face again, “So, if Lord Singer sees a blood family who demolished his house because of sleepwalking, please don’t wake him up.”

Singh watched him walk away, slowly toasted a sip of red wine, turned his head and said to Wang Xiaoming: “Don’t worry, this house is very strong, even if it is demolished for thirty years, it can still live in.”

Pripli murmured, “I finally know why Lord Singh is always looking for a house and moving.”

“…” Singh coughed dryly, his eyes turned to Barr who was cutting the steak elegantly, “Mr. Edward, please allow me to call you like that.” As a three-generation elder, to a six-generation blood family, this tone of voice is definitely called. It is the honor of the other party, but considering the losses suffered by the blood elders of the same three generations, Wutleisi, this honor is not worth mentioning.

Barr put down his knife and fork and looked up at him.

Singh said: “I have just explained the reason for inviting you to this gentleman. In short, I think I can help you achieve your wish. If you want this gentleman from the human race to become a second-generation blood race if.”

Since he directly deleted the cause and effect and came to a conclusion, Barr’s expression looked surprised.

“I think you know very well that the blood of Lord Cain is kept by the elders of our thirteen clans.” Singh crossed his fingers and said slowly, “With our support, everything for you will go smoothly. You. My eldest relative should have told you the inside story under the Blood Night Sacrifice.”

Pripri said: “I also said that.” He looked at Barr, and suddenly he had a bad feeling in his heart, because he could see that Singh was trying to win Barr and make some kind of deal. But he knew what Barr was. He knew very well that the man who was sitting there and looked like he was actually a fallen angel, and a powerful fallen angel.

Is it to expose or continue to conceal? He is in a dilemma.

“Very well, I think this will make our conversation smoother.” Singh said, “First of all, I want to make it clear that the Blood Night Festival has begun and the quota has been set. If you want to stand out, you must With the help of the three clans of Revono, Giovanni, and McAvey.” As if afraid that they would be puzzled, he added, “Only in this way can the candidate nominated by Torrido be deleted.”

Barr sneered.

“Of course, this is a deal. So our efforts are not completely cost-free. We hope that after Wang Xiaoming becomes the second generation of the blood clan, he can establish a new clan and alliance with us to become a brand new party.” Xin Ge’s always smiling pupils finally showed ambition.

Wang Xiaoming was surprised: “Why?”

Singh said: “Levono and Giovanni have always been neutral clans, because the spirit of the Mozambique and the Secret Party are not in line with our ideals. But re-establishing a party will inevitably lead to joint attacks from other parties, especially those of the blood clan. The acting patriarch is Leslie of the secret party.”

Baldao: “McAvey is also a secret party.”

“But he is a lunatic rejected by other secret parties.” Singh smiled with a look of hope, “We yearn for freedom and development. You have been in the human world, and you should be very clear about the speed of change in the human world. But the blood race clearly has it. It has been longer than the human world, but it has been stagnant. We need motivation to push us forward.”

Barr disdainfully said: “Is this the deal you are talking about?”

Singh didn’t care about his attitude, “Trust me. You will need this deal, and they will not harm you. With a second-generation identity, I suggest a clan that belongs to you. I think this is for every blood clan. I dream of it. If it weren’t for the fact that I’m already three generations of blood, I wouldn’t abandon such a good opportunity.”

Barr pondered: “Can you enter the Bloody Night Mountain?”

Singh smiled and said, “Of course. Lord Cain’s blood is hidden in the Bloody Night Mountain, where the ceremony is held.”

As Barr pursed his lips and meditated, Pripri felt that he was about to be burned to ashes by the fire in his heart. The friendship of friends and the interests of the clan fluctuated at both ends of the scale, and finally he made a decision. “I don’t think this deal is good.”

“Oh?” Singh didn’t feel displeased by his interruption, but asked with a smile, “Why?”

“Because,” Pripli said in a deep voice, “he has deeply offended the Toledo clan, and the Toledo clan will never let go. For an indeterminate benefit, offending the existing powerful clan is not wise.”

He doesn’t want to betray his friendship, but at the same time he doesn’t look like betraying the clan, so the best way is to stop everything.

Barr looked at him with a look in his eyes.

Singh smiled and said, “It sounds like this deal is a bit uneconomical.”

Pripril nodded desperately at the sight of a play.

“However, huge profits always carry huge risks.” Singh said, “No matter how powerful the Torrido clan is, it will not be the opponent of the three major clans. You don’t have to worry about this.”

Pripri’s face changed and said, “But…”

Singh raised his hand and beckoned at him, “Come here.”

Pripril stood up slowly, and when he walked two steps towards him, he suddenly realized what he was going to do, and immediately shouted desperately: “Actually he is not…”

But it was too late.

He opened his eyes and felt his body shrink, then flapped his wings into Singer’s hand.

Singh smiled and squeezed his wings, “You can be a bat observer and see whether this investment is a loss or a profit.”

The corner of Barr’s mouth curled up, and he suddenly said, “Deal.”

“That’s right. This villa is a gift from me, I hope to accept it.” Singh stood up and stretched out his hand.

Barr didn’t even glance at the corner of his eyes, “Since it was given to me, it’s up to me to decide?”

“Of course.” Singh withdrew his hand gracefully.

“You can get out.” Balshun picked up Wang Xiaoming and hurriedly walked upstairs.