Chapter 169 Blood God Church, Dirty Deal!

Inner city.

City Lord's Mansion.

A young man with extraordinary bearing was standing with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of Wuyou City.

"Uncle Li, how is the situation in Black Dragon Stronghold being investigated?"

"My father will be back tomorrow. If he knew that Black Dragon Stronghold was taken away by an unknown person, I'm afraid he would be furious."

The young man looked handsome, but his eyes were a little sinister.

If there were high-level officials in Jiangcheng here, they would definitely recognize him at a glance.

This person is of noble status. He is the son of the city lord, Zhou Tong!

"Master, don't worry. This old servant has already found out the origin of Lu Yuan. Although he has S-level talent, he has just graduated and is only a second-level simulator."

"He has the support of the Zhao family behind him, and took advantage of the fact that the master and his men were not in the city, so he occupied Black Dragon Stronghold."

An old servant in gray replied respectfully.

"When the master and his men come back, it will be easy to take back the Black Dragon Stronghold."

"What's more, Lu Yuan and the Zhao family have invested a lot of manpower and material resources to transform the Black Dragon Stronghold, saving us a lot of time. When the time comes, the master will be too happy to blame you."

"The Zhao family?" Zhou Tong sneered, and there was murderous intent in his eyes: "It seems that they have not remembered the lesson of the past, and they are still not giving up."

"Well, since they are stubborn, there is no need for them to exist."

Just when Zhou Tong was determined to win Wuyou City, an untimely voice suddenly resounded throughout the City Lord's Mansion.

"Brother Zhou, please come out and talk."

Before the words fell.

A strong and pungent smell of blood came from the outside, making Zhou Tong and the other two want to vomit.

"This is..."

Smelling the blood, Zhou Tong and the gray-clothed old servant looked at each other and saw the horror in each other.

"Damn, why is this plague god here!"

Zhou Tong cursed inwardly, as if he hated the visitor very much.

After all, the other party is a notorious member of the Evil God Church. In the Great Yan Empire, he is a rat crossing the street, and everyone wants to kill him.

If other people knew that the City Lord's Mansion was secretly inextricably linked with the members of the Evil God Church, it would cause great trouble.

But Zhou Tong thought so in his heart, but he immediately squeezed out a warm smile on his face.

In the next second.

A middle-aged man in a blood-colored robe appeared in the hall as if teleporting.

"Huh? Where did Zhou Li go? Why can't I sense his breath?"

The middle-aged man was burly, and his skin was covered with blood-colored patterns.

The blood-colored patterns were lifelike, deeply rooted in the flesh and blood, revealing a trace of evil, which was extremely creepy.

"Junior Zhou Tong greets Zheng Bo. My father has been out for many days and has not returned. I wonder why you suddenly visited him late at night?"

Zhou Tong greeted him with a smile on his face, not daring to neglect him at all.

Because this person is not only a genuine fourth-level Huiyue strongman, but also a priest of the Blood God Church, who controls thousands of Blood God believers!

Not to mention Zhou Tong, even his father Zhou Li must be courteous to him!

"He has not returned from going out. I think he is hiding and dare not see me?"

Zheng Fan snorted coldly, and his face immediately became gloomy.

An invisible terrifying aura suddenly descended, pressing Zhou Tong and the gray-clothed old servant to blush, and even breathing became extremely difficult!

"Zheng Bo calm down, my father does have important things to do. At present, I am responsible for all the affairs of Jiangcheng. If there are any juniors who can help, please speak up."

Zhou Tong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly comforted him.

"Yes, young man, you are courageous, but can you really make the decision on this matter?" Zheng Fan stared at Zhou Tong with a smile.

"May I ask Zheng Bo, what exactly is it?" Zhou Tong asked with a stiff face.

"Zhou Li, he once made an agreement with my Blood God Church that every five years, he would let my followers enter the city to eat, in exchange for the protection of my Blood God Church."

"But it has been five years and one month since the last time you entered the city. Have you forgotten, or do you want to default?"

Zheng Fan's eyes were as cold as a venomous snake, making Zhou Tong and the gray-clothed old servant feel a chill!

"Enter the city to eat?" Zhou Tong hurriedly looked at the gray-clothed old servant: "Uncle Li, is this true?"

After receiving the other party's affirmative answer, Zhou Tong's face turned pale, and he felt cold all over, as if all the blood in his body had solidified in his blood vessels.

No wonder Jiangcheng is located in a remote area, far away from the hinterland of the heavy city, but it has been safe and sound for hundreds of years.

It turned out that Zhou Tong had reached some kind of shameful deal with these evil god cults.

However, after a moment of shock, Zhou Tong quickly accepted this fact.

For the benefit of the country, life and death.

These are just necessary sacrifices.

After all, from the standpoint of the City Lord's Mansion.

Sacrifice a small number of people in exchange for the safety of the majority and the long-term peace and stability of the entire Jiangcheng.

This deal is not a loss.

Thinking of this, Zhou Tong felt that there was nothing wrong with this move.

Those who achieve great things should not be fussy about trivial matters.

Those at the bottom are ignorant and stupid. It is a waste of resources to live anyway. They should feel honored to contribute to the development of Jiangcheng.

As long as their family can stand firm, what does it matter if more people at the bottom die?

"Yes, you can understand this at a young age. Zhou Li has given birth to a good son."

Zheng Fan nodded in appreciation.

Not far from the City Lord's Mansion.

Lu Yuan stood on a tall building and saw all this.

All crows are black.

After seeing so much dirt and darkness, he has become completely immune to this kind of thing.

"It turns out that the dark tide that occurs every five years is just a farce directed and performed by the City Lord's Mansion?"

In Lu Yuan's memory.

Every five years, Jiangcheng will usher in an unprecedented dark tide.

Countless monsters and evil god believers are like tides, pouring out of the darkness and slaughtering civilians and imitators.

After each dark tide, at least hundreds of thousands of people will die!

And when Jiangcheng is about to fall.

The City Lord's Mansion will lead the strong men of the major families to stand up, and after a hard battle, they will finally successfully repel all the dark monsters.

Because of this.

The reputation and status of the City Lord's Mansion in Jiangcheng can be said to be in full swing, and no one can shake it!

"In this way, those monsters are not repelled, but more like being fed."

Thinking of this.

Lu Yuan was so angry that he laughed.

He had tried his best to speculate about others, but he found that he still underestimated the shamelessness of the meat eaters.

Necessary sacrifice?

At any cost?

For the sake of the country, life and death?

Heaven created all things to feed people, and people have nothing to repay heaven.

In this case, let's start with this group of people.

I just don't know if they can still maintain such awareness when the butcher's knife falls?

Lu Yuan took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the high building and instantly appeared in the city lord's mansion!