Yang Cheng looked around. "If Yan Buwen doesn't understand … then where's Yang Lie? Why didn't he stay to help you? Did he leave?"
"Who's Yang Lie? Why don't I know him? "Drogba sneered.
Yang Cheng sighed. "Looks like you're in a hurry to die. Do you think I can't kill you just because Yan Buwen gave you that weird power?"
"No, I don't think so." Drogba laughed sinisterly. "Even a clone with divine power is no match for you. I'm just a member of the Blood Clan without a Divine Spark. Why would I be so stupid as to die for nothing? That's why I've put in a lot of effort in order to leave safely. "
Yang Cheng wasn't interested in listening anymore. He walked towards Drogba.
"I had to hit the clone three to four times before it died. How many times can I hit you?"
Drogba didn't move. He sneered. "Pluto, aren't you going to call home and ask about the situation?"
Yang Cheng was stunned. Home?
Yang Cheng had already arranged for the Sea Eagles to protect everyone important to him. Of course, that included his home. Did he miss anything?
"It's up to you. If you want to kill me, do it. But if I die, your family … Hehe."
Yang Cheng hesitated. He guessed that Drogba wouldn't be able to escape anyway. He took out his phone and called home.
It rang a few times before someone picked up.
"Hello …"
Guo Xuehua's voice was trembling unnaturally.
Yang Cheng frowned. "Mom, what's going on at home?"
Guo Xuehua took a deep breath. "Yang Cheng, there … there's a foreigner. He suddenly brought two unconscious people in and caught Yulan and me. Luckily, Zhenxiu isn't home … Otherwise … What's going on?"
Yang Cheng was stunned. Two unconscious people? Could it be that the two members of the Sea Eagles who were responsible for watching the situation at home were arrested?
Did Yan Buwen send another clone? But if it wasn't a clone with Godhead, how could he knock them out without alerting the Sea Eagles?!
Could it be that Yan Buwen had really built a Protoss army!?
Looking at Drogba's smug expression, Yang Cheng's expression briefly changed before he said, "Mom, get that person to answer the phone."
The phone was transferred, and a voice that stunned Yang Cheng came through the phone.
"Your Majesty Pluto, do you remember me?"
"Mourinho?!"
A trace of enlightenment flashed through Yang Cheng's mind, and he instantly understood many things!
Lilith, who was watching everything from not far away, was full of doubts when she saw Yang Cheng's astonished expression and heard the words' Mourinho '.
"That's right, it's me," Mourinho laughed excitedly on the phone, "I really want to thank you for letting me avoid those annoying so-called nobles of Camarilla and let me come to your house easily."
Yang Cheng pinched the bridge of his nose, "You're with them?"
"Bingo, congratulations, you got it right," Mourinho said proudly, "How about it, isn't my acting exceptionally good? You seemed to be moved by my acting last night, I really wanted to laugh at that time, but it was very hard to hold it in. "
Yang Cheng's face was completely gloomy, as if his whole person had fallen into a thick black cloud.
Lilith couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty Pluto, isn't that Mourinho the lowly person you asked us to let go? What happened to him?"
Without waiting for Yang Cheng to speak, Drogba said contemptuously, "Let me tell you, chick Lilith. That Mourinho acted out a perfect Shakespearean tragedy under the eyes of our great Pluto. For the sake of a human woman he was infatuated with, he tried his best to take revenge, and even pretended that he was being used …
Unfortunately, our Majesty Pluto believed it. To be more precise, someone was too naive to believe that a Blood Clan would fall in love with a lowly human woman? Haha! That singer, Lu Yao, was just a blood thrall kept by Mourinho. Mourinho was the one who killed her at the concert, and he was the one who said he would avenge her death …
In the eyes of countless people, that woman may be a dazzling star, but in the eyes of us Blood Clans, she's just a pitiful worm who yearns for immortality. Her death can bring you trouble, it's a worthy death … "
Lilith looked at Yang Cheng in disbelief. She never thought that Yang Cheng would be used by them!
Yang Cheng clenched his fists tightly, his scalp tingling …
No wonder he could avoid the Sea Eagles' detection, he was a Blood Clan. Be it stealth or hypnosis, he could defeat the Sea Eagles in secret, so it wasn't surprising at all.
What infuriated Yang Chen the most was the fact that he was toyed with because of his kindness?! He let the real culprit and the enemy escape right under his nose?!
"Now, can I go?"
Drogba spread his hands and grinned. "I don't think Your Majesty Pluto will sacrifice the lives of your family just to take my life, right?"
Drogba and Mourinho's plan was very thorough. Once Drogba was far away, Mourinho would bring Guo Xuehua and the others away. As long as they weren't caught by Yang Cheng, with their abilities and the secret help of Yan Buwen, even if Lilith used a special tracking device, she might not be able to find them.
At the same time, the captured Guo Xuehua and Wang Yulan would be the hostages to control Yang Cheng.
At this point, Yang Cheng lowered his head and didn't say a word.
Seeing this, Lilith persuaded, "Your Majesty Pluto, since things have come to this, let him live for a few more days. It's not your fault that he's cunning. Just don't let your family get hurt. "
Yang Cheng still didn't respond, as though he was deep in thought.
Lilith thought that Yang Cheng was still struggling with his thoughts. Her charming face was full of worry. "Your Majesty Pluto, don't be impulsive! Drogba isn't an ordinary Blood Clan. He's the son of Prince Raphael of the Tzimisce Clan. In fact, killing him might attract Prince Raphael's hostility. Camarilla is already fighting with Sabath, so it doesn't matter. My father said that Prince Raphael of the Tzimisce Clan is the most unfathomable of the three generations of the Blood Clan. It's better to think twice before you act … "
Suddenly, Yang Cheng raised his head.
There wasn't the slightest anger or annoyance in Yang Cheng's eyes. There was only a trace of helplessness and regret.
"Lilith," Yang Cheng smiled lightly. "Thank you for your comfort, but I don't need it. Maybe I've felt too many warm things recently and forgot that some creatures are cold-blooded to begin with … "
"Huh?" Lilith didn't understand what Yang Cheng was talking about.
Yang Cheng revealed an evil smile and said to Drogba, "Do you know, you've made a fatal mistake …"
Drogba was already puzzled when he saw Yang Cheng's unusual expression. Now that he heard it, he immediately asked subconsciously, "What mistake?"
Yang Cheng scratched his head. "Actually, I can't blame you … In order to avoid being struck by lightning, I tried my best not to do that … But now, I have no choice but to use a bit more of my cultivation …"
"Ridiculous. What are you talking about? Are you bluffing? Stop joking! " Drogba sneered. He tore off the tattered clothes on his body, turned around, and strode towards the direction of the parking lot. "If you dare to make a move, once my life force is too weak, Mourinho will immediately sense it through the blood magic imprint, and your family will immediately die. Alright... I don't have time to waste on this silly game with you."
"This isn't a game …"
Yang Chen mumbled to himself before disappearing from where he stood!
Drogba, who was walking away, felt a chill on his head. Before he could react, Yang Cheng's huge hand had already smashed his head into his chest!
After all, Drogba's body was much stronger than Lafayette's. The same force didn't shatter him into pieces!
Even so, Drogba's life force was almost extinguished in a short period of time!
Lilith exclaimed in shock. Drogba was beaten to such a state. Doesn't this mean that Mourinho will kill Yang Chen's family?! Was this man going to give up on his birth mother?!
But she guessed wrongly!
Just as Yang Cheng pressed half of Drogba's body into the sand, he disappeared from the seaside once again!
Almost at the same time, in the villa in the western suburbs, a hand reached out of thin air and grabbed Mourinho's neck!
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