With a thunderous roar, the wall cracked.
A tall man who was pinned by the bald Great Demon moved his wrist, releasing a bat that flapped its wings to fly.
Bang!
The bald Great Demon's blood-red tongue, nearly two ters long like a whip, not only caught the bat but also curled it back into his mouth, chewing it in large bites accompanied by the bat's pitiful squeaks.
The other man beside the computer was tightly wrapped by bugs that fell from the ceiling's air conditioning pipe, screaming in agony.
At that mont.
Despite the shattered floor-to-ceiling window and the howling cold wind.
There was a creak.
The door opened.
A burly middle-aged man bowed his head and walked in, followed by a beautiful demon, Feifei, who looked very small in contrast but had large eyes.
Seeing his arrival, the bald Great Demon who held the tall man seed a bit nervous, quickly chewing and swallowing the bat.
The burly man walked up to the tall man, calmly looking at his watch.
Instantly.
The chatroom exploded with ssages.
"Such a domineering man, is this guy the President of Huaxia's Dark Council? He looks terrifying!"
"Ah, that scary bald guy, he is actually eating us!"
"Unforgivable! How can there be such a malicious demon in the world? What is he? Such a long tongue!"
As ssages flooded in.
A man with gray-white beard shouted in Chinese through the notebook computer, "Hey, big guy, let's negotiate. Release him; he belongs to the Cappadocia Family, under the protection of the Dark Council. Tell who you are, and we can sit down and talk."
Hearing this, the burly man coldly turned his head, looking down at the computer.
"Is the Cappadocia Family tasty?"
Seeing his puzzled look, the bald Great Demon's eyes glead, "Quite okay, tastes similar to rats, but far inferior to the braised pork in the cafeteria." As he spoke, sparkling saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth.
"Who on earth are you!" A person beside the gray-white bearded man squeezed through and shouted in broken Chinese.
With contempt, the burly man looked at the notebook computer and arrogantly said, "Worship ; I am Chang Shuo, one of the twelve Guard Captains under Shen Qiang, the King of Demons."
As soon as these words were spoken, the chatroom exploded again.
"I feel an arrow right through my heart! Such a domineering man is not the President of Huaxia's Dark Council!"
"Terrifying! This horrifying guy is just a Guard Captain? How terrifying is the President of Huaxia's Dark Council then!"
"Such a powerful guy, seems he possesses strength not inferior to the Light Knight, yet he is rely one of Shen Qiang's twelve Guard Captains!"
Almost simultaneously.
Several Great Demons appeared flashing in the room.
"These must be the ones," said a middle-aged man in a black down jacket, looking very ordinary, "Take them to the boss; don't keep him waiting."
Chang Shuo imdiately smiled, "Of course, of course."
Glancing at the cara and the notebook computer, the man in the black down jacket said, "Bring them both, maybe the boss is interested in seeing these guys."
"Okay!" Instantly, a demon picked up the notebook computer and cara.
Twenty minutes later.
At the place where the Blood Clan demons lit the Heavenly Lantern last ti.
When Shen Qiang arrived with Qian Shanxue to the mountain, many demons of Heshenghe were already there, and a oil pan was set up beside.
Calmly glancing at the three Blood Clan mbers kneeling on the ground, Shen Qiang walked to the Taishi Chair specially prepared for him by the demons, sat down, and crossed his legs.
Beside him, Chang Shuo imdiately noticed the mud on Shen Qiang's leather shoes.
Respectfully kneeling beside Shen Qiang, he used his clean sleeve to wipe the shoes.
While the bald Great Demon who pressed Arthur down looked enviously.
Upon seeing this, many Blood Clan mbers in Arthur's live chat exploded.
"I feel like I've been shot through the heart! I never thought such a domineering guy would be cleaning Shen Qiang's shoes!"
"I think I should believe in God now. This President of Huaxia's Dark Council is so young!"
"Look at his smile; it's truly domineering!"
While they were discussing, Shen Qiang didn't even glance at the three Blood Clan mbers pressed on the ground by demons. He simply took the notebook computer, glanced at the chatroom inside.
At this mont, the gray-white bearded middle-aged man said in Chinese, "Respected Mr. Shen Qiang, please let them go; they are just impulsive youngsters. The Dark Council has no intention to make enemies with you."
Shen Qiang smiled and said calmly, "In my domain, you must follow my rules. If you don't, there's nothing to discuss. You can find a thousand reasons to justify, but it's aningless."
Casually placing the notebook computer aside.
Glancing at the three Blood Clan mbers kneeling on the ground.
Shen Qiang said with unusual calmness, "I am really tired of dealing with you endlessly; fry them."
Kneeling Arthur was stunned, "You haven't asked anything yet you want to kill ?"
"It's frying, not killing." Shen Qiang raised his brows calmly.
Arthur panicked, "Hey! You better not be joking. I admit, I underestimated you, but don't forget, I spread the SARS virus. Many will die. If you let us go, we'll give you the antidote, okay?"
Shen Qiang said in an ultra-calm voice, "No need; our Huaxia experts have experience handling such situations."
Arthur imdiately panicked, "The virus I spread is an evolved version, highly lethal to children under ten. Infected children will die within twenty-four hours, so you can't kill !"
Shen Qiang laughed upon hearing this.
Flipping his wrist, he tossed a bottle of seasoning to a small demon standing nearby, "I initially planned just to fry him, but what he did forces to make an exception today. Those who want fried bat, can co up themselves."
Hearing this, the bald Great Demon's eyes instantly glead.
"I'm in!"
He then lifted a Blood Clan mber and started beating him up.
The Blood Clan mber instantly transford into a swarm of bats.
They were promptly thrown into the oil pan by the demons, with the sound of frying, golden bats floated in the oil pan.
Drooling, the bald Great Demon sprinkled so seasoning given by Shen Qiang on them, releasing a fragrant aroma.
"You are dood!" Arthur roared, "Those infected will die; they'll accompany us in death."
Hearing this, Shen Qiang, sitting in his chair, smiled slightly and said, "Fry him. If any infected dies, I'll count myself as losing!"
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