Chapter 1094

The cigarette in Ye Lingtian's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and he turned to look at Wen Xingchen: "How sure are you?"

"Not sure, intuition." Wen Xingchen turned around and smiled at Ye Lingtian, "Whether Yoshino Ai participates or not, this does not hinder our plan. The prerequisite is that we must act quickly and ruthlessly. This step, to implement it, we still need to see how big your plug-in is."

Open a plug-in? Ye Lingtian shrugged his shoulders: "Please believe me, I really have no financial relationship with God."

"There may be no economic relationship." Wen Xingchen walked in front of Ye Lingtian, and put two small hands on his shoulders, "If there is a problem with God's orientation, what if he likes you like Ribot?"

Ye Lingtian almost vomited blood, and stared blankly at Wen Xingchen: "Boss, can we not talk about orientation?"

"It's absolutely possible." Wen Xingchen let go of his little hand, picked up the teacup on the table, and suddenly turned around and smiled when he was about to leave, "Actually, what I just said is very possible, what happened to you is too weird, I would like to trouble you to sing and I will appear on the stage, the most important thing is that it seems to be a trouble, but in the end you took a big advantage of it, even if it is, this plot is a bit ridiculous."

Ye Lingtian turned his back to Wen Xingchen, and said in a low voice, "No more!"

"Good night." Wen Xingchen didn't forget to remind when he closed the door, "You must keep your mobile phone unblocked for 24 hours, maybe God will suddenly call you to show love."

I...Ye Lingtian turned around, and the door slammed shut.

The moment the door of Ye Lingtian's room was closed, the door of Gloasso's study room in a manor in the outskirts of Liverpool opened gently.

Gloasso glanced at Qiao Sen who was sitting obediently across the room after closing the door, and sighed helplessly: "My dear Qiao Sen, did you go outside to find inspiration for your outfit again? I emphasized for the last time , you can find inspiration, you can create, you can do whatever you want, but please don't disturb me during the rest time, you should understand that my head is going to explode recently, because you are my son!"

Qiao Sen straightened his face, and said in a deep voice, "Dad, the news you're going to hear next may break you down."

collapse? Having been the patriarch of the Zogula family for so many years, Gloaso has never encountered anything, especially this pair of uneasy children, who are over a hundred years old and still look like immature children of.

"I think I can bear it very well." Qiao Sen leaned back on the chair, saw that Qiao Sen wanted to drink coffee, and snatched it, "What you should drink is water, and get out of bed immediately after telling me the bad news. "

Qiao Sen pouted, finished drinking the water on the desk, and said to Gloria, "Dad, I don't want you to interrupt me when I'm narrating."

"It's absolutely fine, as long as it's not about painting, I'm not interested in that stuff, to be precise, I'm bored!" Gloasso took a sip of his coffee.

Qiao Sen was a little speechless. After organizing the language, he told Gloasso everything that happened at Rippert's house. In the process, he fully demonstrated the super strength of the blood race. The expressions of everyone at the banquet, oh, To be precise, everyone's eyes are described clearly, which is more detailed than the surveillance video.

After the narration, Gloasso squinted at Jonson: "It's over?"

"It's over." Qiao Sen stared blankly at Gloasso, "Dad, are you not surprised at all? Not nervous at all? At least a little angry, right?"

"Finish, go back to the bedroom and sleep." Gloasso waved his hand very calmly. He didn't think that Qiao Sen was sitting there as if he had lost his soul, so he frowned and said impatiently, "Damn Qiao Sen, this Not your bedroom!"

Qiao Sen let out a sigh of relief, hurriedly left the study, walked slowly in the corridor, and muttered to himself: "Great, from Dad's reaction, everything is under control, it seems that I was thinking too much, The situation is not as severe as imagined..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a crackling sound from the study, and Qiao Sen seemed to be struck by lightning.

Obscenities came out of my father's mouth. Since becoming the patriarch, my father hasn't lost his composure for a long, long time...

Gloasso's eyeballs were blood red, and his fangs were protruding. At this moment, he was not an elegant and handsome gentleman, but a bloodthirsty vampire.

Damn William, you don't know such important news? Huaxia is in a mess, don't you know? Gloasso was like a raging lion, spinning around in anger: "Conspiracy! It's a conspiracy from beginning to end, William Dracula, you are trying to push the blood into the fire pit! You are using my grandson to do it!" Bait! Damn it! Don’t I know what you’ve done to my poor grandson all these years? There’s also the U.S. Powers, the damned Phantom, the Zogula family is so easy to bully?!”

He clenched his fists tightly, facing the holes punched on the desk, tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said to himself: "Cannavaro, you damn guy, you made my daughter's belly big!"

Gloaso is not an idiot. To be precise, he is the wisest leader in the modern history of the Zuogula family. Unfortunately, the blood alliance regards him as an alternative between 2a and 2c.

As early as a few months ago, Gloasso had accurately predicted that the storm in the hidden world was about to arrive, but he did not expect the storm to come so quickly, let alone William being so merciless. Poor Cordiso would have A decent funeral is already a luxury, and now it has become a commodity that everyone wants to fight for. He has the noble blood of the Zuogula family flowing through him! A bloodline that cannot be desecrated!

He thought for a long time, opened the window and let the cold wind blow. Finally, he walked out of the study resolutely, walked through the corridor, and walked to a bedroom. The light was still on, so he knocked lightly on the door.

The beautiful western woman with blond hair looked at Gloasso in amazement: "Father, it's so late, is there anything urgent?"

"My Isabella, there must be something wrong with looking for you so late." Gloasso closed the door, went straight to the dressing table and sat down, "Cordeso..."

"Father, I don't want to hear this name. His existence is a mistake. Don't have any psychological burden." Isabella said coldly, "I apologize to you again for my reckless behavior."

"I'm here so late, can't we have a frank talk?" Gloiasso said softly to the mirror of the dressing table, "According to reliable information, Cannavaro has already appeared in Liverpool City."

Isabella trembled all over, clenched her small fists tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "My lord father, this must be a coincidence! He came to Liverpool for absolutely no purpose. During the process of getting along, I didn't tell him about our family history. Stationed in Liverpool, of course he is a dispensable grasshopper, and he has no ability to find here!"

Gloasso turned around and looked directly at Isabella: "It's not a coincidence, because his boss just asked someone to bring me a message to bring you and Cordiso to Yuanshen Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. Cannavaro together."

Isabella covered her mouth in horror, and stood up slowly: "No! Father, this is not true, he would not be so stupid, definitely not."

"Of course Cannavaro is not stupid. If he was stupid, he wouldn't become the deputy leader of Disha. Now the number one person in Huaxia Holdings is doing well in Yuanshen Pharmaceutical." Gloasso frowned, "The vision is also very good. I can't help but marvel at the strength shown by that little guy named Ye Lingtian. The Alpine Supernatural Alliance is willing to form an alliance with him. The water in this pool is also very deep."

A look of joy flashed across Isabella's eyes. Seeing Gloasso's heavy gaze, she quickly lowered her head: "Father, I will always stand with the family and will never betray the Zogula family. Once my Childishness and absurdity shamed the family, never again, Cannavaro is just my plaything, I have no feelings for him."

"Enough!" Gloasso slapped the table loudly, "I'm not blind yet, I know what's on your mind! Now listen carefully, I'll ask you a question, and you must answer honestly. If you and Cordiso are allowed to live in China, far away from the Zogula family, are you willing?"

Isabella trembled all over, biting her red lips and shaking her head: "No! I don't want to, you are my father, I don't want to leave you, I can't tarnish the glorious surname Zogula again."

"What if you don't tarnish Zogula's surname?" Gloasso walked up to Isabella and said softly, "I know what you think in your heart, but I still hope you tell me, because I am yours. Father, I want to hear the most definite answer."

"Father, what happened?" Isabella felt that Gloasso was very strange, as if he had changed.

"Answer me honestly, and I will answer you honestly." Gloasso moved a chair and sat opposite Isabella, "Now I am not the patriarch of the Zogula family, but my father, you Isabella. Zuogula's father."

Isabella didn't dare to look into her father's eyes. She turned her head to the window, summoned up her courage, and said slowly: "I am willing! But I don't want to be separated from you! I love you, I love Qiao Sen, I love Cannavaro , I love Cordiso even more, otherwise I would not have given birth to him, thinking that he will walk up to the altar in a few days, I... I feel distressed, I am his mother..."

When Isabella looked at Gloasso, tears were streaming down her face: "But I know that I have the blood of the Zogula family on my body, and I have to think about the clansman. Our environment is not very good, unfortunately. , neither Qiao Sen nor I can do anything for you, except to make trouble for you, we seem to be unable to do anything..."

"Don't say any more, my dear Isabella, you didn't feel sorry for the Zogula family, it was the Zogula family who were sorry for you," Gloasso gritted his teeth, and said coldly, "A patriarch, if even himself It is a family shame, an eternal shame!"