Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 590: Pattern (1)

In the old oak bar, the lights were dim. The third-rate band on the stage had already come down. They were replaced by a few sexy and hot dancers. They were twisting their soft and boneless waist in the rhythm of the music on the stage, and they would occasionally make some hints with their bodies. Adding on the ambiguous lights, it could be said to be extremely tempting. Leon even turned around and whistled to the woman on the stage.

Alan shook his head and slapped Leon on the thigh. This palm carried a bit of Origin Energy and fell silent, but Leon almost cried out. He grinned and said, "Do you need to use so much force? You're taking revenge!"

"Cut the crap. What did you find out?" Alan ignored his protest and took a sip.

Leon spread out his hands, "Nothing was found, only fake information." For example, Judy came from a place called Lucca Town in District 12, but the people who were sent there could not find Judy. Also, she was an orphan, raised by a veteran named Henry, so she knew a lot of combat skills. Afterwards, her adoptive father was killed by the enemy, and she stayed outside and stayed in several mercenary corps. Not long ago, when I participated in the surface battlefield, the mercenary group she belonged to was hired by our family and became a member of the periphery. That was why I had the chance to meet her. It sounded like that, but in reality, Henry and the few mercenary groups she had stayed in. "Either not, or they have long since been disbanded. There is no way to investigate."

"Anyway, the deeper I dig, the more powerful the clue will be. I was thinking that someone had deliberately arranged for her to be by my side. I just faked it."

"A fake show." Alan touched his cheek. There was a faint green color there.

Leon chuckled dryly, "Come on brother, you know how I wouldn't have been able to hide it from that woman's eyes if I hadn't really made a move."

"Since you know that she's not a good person, why do you keep her by your side?" Alan looked at the glass. He had already drunk all the wine in it, so he could only shake the dry ice in the glass boredom.

Leon snapped his fingers and ordered another glass for the two of them. "You don't understand, do you? I want to see what she wants, or what the master behind her wants." Judging from her performance today, she intends to let me betray her family first, to separate our relationship first, and then she will probably deal with Lian Cheng and Adele. "Send away the closest and most powerful brothers to me first, and then eat me up one bite at a time."

'"Since they want to do this, then I'll do as they wish, at least on the surface. When I'm the only one left, it's probably when the owner behind her appears. At that time, this daddy fiercely retaliated against him."

Ellen frowned, "You have to be careful. Don't be so fake as you say. Maybe they'll catch you and kill you."

"Please, I'm not that weak."

"Tell me, could it be Paul?" Alan suddenly said.

"Paul?" Leon smiled and said, "Eighty-ninth out of ten is him. Actually, I've considered this possibility, but there's no evidence, so I'm just guarding against him. But Alan, my enemies in the family aren't just Paul. I can't say that's what that person wants me to think. If I focus all my energy on Paul, I might have missed some key people and things."

'"I'm in Babylon right now. No matter what the other party wants to do, we have to endure it. Next, we have to go to the Rudson Domain, which is the real battlefield. And the battlefield is very variable. If anything happens to a candidate for the William Clan's successor, even my father will find it difficult to pursue it, right?"

Alan nodded and said, "In that case, the other party will only attack on the interstellar battlefield." josei

"That should be right." Leon patted him hard on the shoulder. "Alright, let's talk about this later. Now, let's have a drink, and then I have to go back. Don't come out too long and make Judy suspicious. Help me inform Lian Cheng and the others and play with me."

After drinking all the wine in one breath, Leon jumped down from his chair. He patted Ellen's shoulder and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and said, "Oh, right. I still owe you a fist. I'll pay you back here. Come on, give me a punch, but don't hit me in the face."

Ellen shook his head and laughed, "Come on, get lost. You owe this fist first, and sometimes you'll pay it back."

"Then it's settled." Leon grinned and waved his hand.

After he left, Alan drank quietly. At this moment, a strong fragrance of perfume entered his nose. He raised his head and a girl dressed in revealing clothes nearby leaned over. She dyed her colorful hair and wore heavy eye makeup. Her face was very pale, which made her look like there were two big holes in her face. She rubbed her chest against Ellen and said, "Buy me a drink, sir?"

Alan called the bartender and gave the girl a drink. Then, he jumped down and settled the wine bill casually. Seeing that he was leaving, the girl hurriedly said, "Sir, my name is Nicole. Do you need any service? I can make you comfortable."

"I don't need it." Alan kept walking and left the bar.

"Boring." The girl pressed her middle finger and drank all the wine in one breath.

The air outside the bar was relatively fresh. Alan took a deep breath and walked towards the flying car that was parked across the road. Alan suddenly felt something when he opened the car door to drill inside. He raised his head and looked forward. Under the boundless night, there was an uneven outline of the building. He looked at it for a while, but after getting nothing, he shook his head and got into the car. A moment later, the flying car started and left Black Street.

"That's a Bescot kid, right? He feels quite keen." Someone said with a smile from a floor-to-ceiling windowsill in a five-story building two streets away from the old oak tree.

The building is owned by a man named Bentley, who also has a nickname "Vampire". In Black Street, people know vampires better than Bentley. After all, the name vampire represented a large faction, including a slave trade group, and two underground weapons factories were under the control of vampires.

But now standing in front of the window was not a vampire, but a man in a suit. He wore proper clothes and combed his linen hair behind his head, revealing a wide and clean forehead. The man's facial features were deep, especially his pair of grey eyes and eagle nose. With his hands behind his back, his well-groomed beard accentuates his masculinity. People like him appeared somewhat out of place in Black Street.

At this moment, another voice sounded from behind him, "Mr. Wigg, isn't that kind of brat in your eyes?"

Sitting on the spacious and comfortable sofa, there was a blonde beauty on each side, biting a cigar on her mouth. The head of the Alexandrian family, Maine, was a distinguished guest, and although the room was large, no one else could be seen. Obviously, even Bentley, the famous vampire of Black Street, was not qualified to sit here.

Vig This was no ordinary name. This name represented the Smith Clan, one of the three wealthy clans, and it was only the second person after the Patriarch. Vigg Smith, the younger brother of Patriarch Randy, was much more visible than his brother. It was almost all Wigg who attended social occasions, such as the Federation's third annual hearing, and the family's business dealings.

As a result, Wigg's connections were almost unimaginable. As for Black Street, Bentley the Vampire was nothing more than a wicked dog. However, it was extremely difficult for outsiders to connect the two of them, so when he and Main met here tonight, they had the intention of avoiding the outside world's eyes and ears.

'"Mr. Main, don't underestimate this Bescot. You're not trying to kill him," said Vigg, leaning back on the sofa and smiling. "Not long ago, I heard that he had already condensed his projection. It's rare that he's so young that his Origin Energy hasn't even surpassed Level 20."

Maine's expression changed slightly.

'"Looks like Mr. Main is too distracted on other matters to miss such important news," Veg said indifferently.

"Because during this period of time, I have been working on the surface." Maine laughed dryly. This was just a reason to hold back his feet. In the past, even if he was in the Outer Realm, news of such importance would definitely reach his ears. But now that they were on the surface of the earth, they did not know what was going on in Babylon. This could only mean that the Alexander Clan's strength had indeed weakened, so that the intelligence system was not as well-versed as it used to be.

Otherwise, any news about the candidate for successor to the family like Allen would be the focus of attention, so how could such a big thing be missed? It wasn't that there weren't any projectors before Level 20, but there were only a few of them. Every single one of them could be called geniuses, and their accomplishments confirmed this point. Not to mention the fact that Windsor Belo, the youngest female Marshal in the history of the Federation, was a case in point.

And now, there was Allen, a student of Windsor Belo. It was as if fate had planned it.

Thinking back to the relationship between Sirius and Bescot, Maine felt bitter and full of anticipation for tonight.

He pushed away the two blondes, personally poured a glass of wine for Wigg and moved to Wigg's front. "Mr. Wigg, I hope you can seriously consider the possibility of working together between our two families," he said.

"I thought Mr. Main and President Morbit were getting closer," Wigg said with an exaggerated smile.

Maine's previous attack on the Dawn was exposed. In order to seek refuge, he broke the rules of nobility and moved closer to the Federation with the help of President Morbit. Maine's actions were criticized by the nobles at that time, but now that Vigg had broken them in front of him, Maine felt that his face was burning. At this moment, he laughed dryly and said, "At this moment, Mr. Wigg should know that there are no eternal friends in this world, only eternal interests."

"Of course. Then what benefits can the Alexandrians bring us?" Vega listened respectfully.