Minister Ivanov's resolute features shed a drop of tears.

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"Teacher, so many years have passed and I have a lot of mental preparation. It's nothing."

Minister Ivanov lowered his head and spoke solemnly.

The principal nodded, "I'm not too worried about you. I know you can accept it. What I'm most worried about is Pierce. He's very smart, but he's also too emotional. That's because he called me a person who is afraid of death.

The old bastard can tell."

"Teacher, does Lilith's son know about this?"

The principal shook his head.

"Xiaobei is a good boy. I have always been very optimistic about him. Of course, you should look down on him, but I know that although that child looks carefree on the outside, his heart is far from as cheerful as he seems on the surface.

I feel like I will never tell him about this, so promise me you won’t do that either.”

"I understand, teacher."

Standing up, Principal Fanzhuo took the suit he took off in his hands.

"Okay, I've drunk enough today, let's go."

Minister Ivanov sorted out his emotions, regained his previous calmness, stood up respectfully and said.

"Teacher, please come this way. The members of the branch are already waiting for you. In addition, I have also asked people to prepare supper, which are some traditional Russian dishes. I hope you like it."

The principal stopped.

He turned around and glanced at Minister Ivanov, then withdrew his gaze.

Stepping in front of the twenty members of the Russian branch, the principal looked at everyone seriously, and every member of the Russian branch would do their best to straighten themselves when they felt the principal's eyes on them.

back.

The principal looked at the energetic and energetic young people in front of him with satisfaction, and patted one of them on the shoulder with a smile.

"They should all be the most outstanding young people in the Russian branch, right?"

"Yes, teacher."

"Well, let's go to China now and meet those old friends who are no longer the same."

After finishing his words, the principal strode towards the bar door.

Looking at the back of the principal, Minister Ivanov fell into a brief daze.

"Old teacher, didn't you just say that we should not take any more actions against the devil party recently?"

The principal opened the door of the bar, and the biting cold wind blew into the bar.

Facing the biting cold wind, the principal smiled and stared at the full moon in the Russian night sky.

His wise and gentle eyes exuded a little kindness.

"Yes, I do think peace is our only way out in the future, but peace does not mean doing nothing."

Turning his head, the principal with silver hair on his face showed an extremely kind smile.

"The children are still waiting for us in heaven."

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At 3:15 in the morning, a plane from St. Petersburg to China took off on time.

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"He's coming."

In the eerie villa, Rowan's cold voice sounded like a ghost.

In the dark villa, dozens of people in black robes were sitting or standing. The moonlight shined through the windows into the house, and a cold breath came from each of them.

Some of them are as powerful as a small tower, while others are short and dwarfed. The only thing they have in common is their bloodthirsty eyes.

"Who's coming?"

The man in black robe sitting on the sofa asked in a hoarse voice.

Rowan casually dropped the information in his hand on the ground.

"Vandro."

There was eternal silence in the darkness, and no one spoke again.

"Haha, the old guy is finally here. It seems he still cares about his students."

After a while, the girl's clear voice sounded from the darkness to Rowan's left, breaking the darkness of silence.

Another man in black robe from the Demon Party standing by the window lowered his voice.

"The principal is not as simple as you think."

"Haha, you still call me principal? Your North American branch is really despicable."

"Xiaolan."

Rowan stopped the girl and asked her not to continue talking like this.

The girl snorted, and the next moment, the sound of flesh tearing came from the darkness.

"Girls' blood tastes better, but men's blood stinks."

The man in black robe standing next to Luo Wen lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

"It would be difficult to deal with Van Zhuo in person, but he shouldn't appear in a short time. I suggest we eliminate Karl now!"

Jie Jie's laughter sounded.

"If you are not afraid of being cut in half by the gods of the East, then go ahead."

"You can lure them out, for example, capture Chu Zifeng's father."

A slender man in black robe held a candlestick in his hand and came to the sofa in the center.

The weak candlelight illuminated his drooping cheek.

But he only said two words.

"no."

No one spoke again, not even the girl who spoke very mercilessly.

Because they dare not go against every word this person says.

Yes, he rarely speaks. No matter where he is, he exists like air.

But no one really dared to treat him like air.

The villa in the darkness once again fell into endless silence.

"Tap tap tap."

Ten minutes later, heavy footsteps sounded, and an old man wearing a gold-rimmed black robe slowly walked down the stairs on the second floor.

"Don't pay attention to Fanzhuo, our goal is only the sacred artifact."

"But if he..."
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