The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 443 Black Claw
As soon as the words were spoken, hexagonal pieces of frost appeared on the crystal glazed layer on the cave wall, and the temperature around seemed to drop to freezing point as the words were spoken.

But those who are in it can feel a rapidly surging burning heat all over their skin!

This sudden burning sensation was like a merciless flame roaring and boiling under the skin, but when observed with the naked eye, there was no trace of fire at all.

Only with a supernatural vision could one discover that tiny particles of scarlet light dust, as tiny as gray, were condensing from the void, wriggling around the two people with malicious intent.

In the blink of an eye, invisible heat was drawn out from the space, transforming into burning dust that could burn flesh and blood and melt steel. The power of fire control that could make anyone explode was like a human-shaped fuel-air bomb if placed in a modern city.

With such strength, one does have the capital to be arrogant.

Ryan's lips curled up slightly. He was naturally well aware of the Green family's reputation. As one of the top aliens in the Federation, he was well versed in the ways of dealing with people. In fact, he was not as arrogant and rude as he deliberately showed.

It's just that the rule of the jungle among non-human races is too deeply rooted, and the experience gained from long-term interactions with his own kind has made him accustomed to showing off his claws moderately no matter what he discusses, so as to gain more initiative.

The five drooping fingers were lightly hooked in secret, and the scorching light dust was absorbed at the touch and would dissipate in the next moment.

"Ok?"

It was like a driver who stepped on the accelerator and suddenly found that the car was motionless. In Ryan's turbulent mind, the bits of red dust that were as hot as fire suddenly lost control and quickly gathered in one direction.

The red-yellow pupils suddenly contracted, staring intently at the outstretched and flat palm opposite.

The palm was slender and powerful, with smooth and full muscles, just like any healthy young man, but just above it, a lotus flower that seemed to be made of the finest Ceylon ruby ​​was slowly blooming.

The huge red lotus slowly rotated, constantly absorbing the burning dust to strengthen itself, and also illuminated a face that was too young compared to the powerful strength it displayed.

"Can we talk now, Mr. Ryan?"

Looking at the other party's surprised and wary eyes, Zhu Mingyao calmly and friendly put forward a proposal.

The inside story of the Silent Hill journey involves too many secrets. Except for the high-level people directly involved, the specific information is blocked very strictly, and outsiders are not very clear about his achievements.

In addition, the power system emphasizes restraint and harmony, and his presence is very low before the shot is made. The opponent may not even notice him. This man who looks like Nick's assistant is the main force of this trip.

Seeing that this proud old dragon vein sorcerer was conflicted and still reluctant to put down his airs, Zhu Mingyao was too lazy to argue anymore.

With a slight turn of his wrist, a flaming red lotus was thrown out, and the rock wall on one side turned from black to red in an instant, then turned into rolling magma and collapsed, and then quickly cooled into large pieces of smooth obsidian.

In a stone chamber that was revealed next door, twenty or thirty listless club employees sat on the ground, staring at the strange sight before them with their mouths wide open.

"Please ask those who have nothing to do with it to go home first. The club has a special event these days. If we lose such a large amount of sales, the greedy rat boss will probably hang himself out of grief."

The crowd was stunned for a few seconds, then rushed out and escaped from the mine tunnel in ecstasy.

"Isn't it a bit rude for the guest to make a decision without the host's permission?" Ryan's eyes were filled with anger, and deep syllables sounded in his throat. The rolling flames mixed with choking black smoke, like a waterfall, cascading down, blocking the exit, forcing the people who had just escaped to stop in fear.

A bright knife flashed across, and a half-moon-shaped sharp cold light flew out, as if an invisible big hand lifted the door curtain, and the flame flow parted neatly from it. Nick kept his head without looking back, and sheathed the knife gracefully.

But his handsome look didn't last for three seconds, because suddenly a hazy dark shadow floated in from somewhere, and the flame seemed to be poured with a bucket of gasoline to help it burn, and it suddenly closed again, and it seemed that the people who tried to cross over were blocked.

Zhu Mingyao snorted coldly, and a talisman outlined by black and purple electric light rushed into the sea of ​​fire. The secret name of the Northern God of Black Tortoise glowed brightly, and the water essence like a torrent rushed back and forth, crushing the flames without leaving any trace.

The breeze swirled around, sending away the unfortunate passers-by who had caused an unexpected disaster. He then glanced sideways at a fork in the road and said meaningfully:
"We are all trying to find the kidnapped Miss Catherine as soon as possible. Why bother with meaningless things? If there is a problem, can't we just speak directly to her face?"

The sound of leather shoes crunching on gravel was heard, a thin gentleman's cane tapped the ground, and a middle-aged man in his fifties walked out of the darkness.

He had a typical white man's hooked nose, and under his short silver-gray hair, his brown eyes flashed a gloomy light. On his blue-purple suit, a black dragon claw-shaped gem brooch gave off an obscure fluctuation.

"【Black Claw】Kant! So it's you who's interfering. No wonder..."

Nick was stunned at first, then swallowed the second half of the sentence.

...No wonder Ryan, knowing his official identity, still dared to demonstrate in person, it turned out that he had a backer.

"Long time no see, respected, noble, Mr. Green." The visitor's tone was polite, but concealed a hint of sarcasm.

"I know what you want to say. Let me explain in advance that Mr. Ryan has agreed to join our Black Claw and is now my vice president, so his problems are our problems."

The excuse for accusation was blocked in advance, and Nick was speechless for a moment. He lowered his head helplessly and explained to his companions.

"Black Claw is a dark society whose main members are non-human races. Although its absolute strength is not too strong, it includes the vast majority of alien creatures in the northwest of the Federation. I have dealt with them many times before."

He paused for a moment, his cheek muscles twitching, and then he added in a low voice, "Most of the alien subspecies have some unique abilities, and many people cooperate with them, so their influence is spread all over the world, and their members are good and bad. Sometimes they fall into my hands, and there have been several conflicts."

Zhu Mingyao nodded slightly, pretending to listen carefully, but in fact he already knew what was going on.

Isn't this your arch-enemy in the original TV series, Nick? Even though I haven't watched the entire season, I still have some impression of him.

"Since we all have the same goal, why don't we put aside past grudges for the time being and discuss the case first?"

"Your wisdom can light up the sky, and that's what I think too."

Kant's eyes flickered and he saluted in an aristocratic manner.

(End of this chapter)