Five gangs were subdued four in one fell swoop. Xuan Qi slowly put his phone in his pocket and looked at the sunset in Los Angeles. He originally thought that the Count was an English creature, but after investigation, he found that the Count was actually in the manor in Los Angeles, the United States, and he was usually kind and generous and participated in community activities. If Xuan Qi hadn't known his background, he would definitely not believe that the elegant and kind old man was the actual controller of the global gangster.

If Xuan Qi can receive the news, I believe the Earl has also received the news. Xuan Qi, with six ancestors and six Xuan cultivators in the True Pill Stage, walked towards the Earl's manor in a swagger.

It is said that only French vineyards are suitable for making wine, and the Earl's manor is also full of grapes. As an old nobleman who has a taste for life, he has a pursuit of exquisite life.

The quiet manor is full of ingenuity and elegant, with a hint of luxury. In the quiet, there are two or three servants gathering the grape trellis and picking ripe grapes in the sunset. Legend has it that this is the best time to pick wine. At this time, the grapes are exposed to the sun for a day, and the moisture is relatively reduced and the sauce is rich, which can make the sweetest wine.

Lingxizi's white eyebrows slightly clustered. She looked at the pavilion opposite from afar, raised her mouth slightly and said, "It's really interesting, this count is extraordinary."

Xuan Qi used the technique of qi to take a closer look, and after seeing it, he nodded in praise. He knew he was defeated and gave up resisting. This count is a master of his generation, at least he has incomparable intelligence in advance and retreat.

"Isn't it a pity to have friends coming from afar?" As soon as Xuan Qi walked into the pavilion, he heard the Count's Chinese with a verbose word. The vampire who had lived for nearly a thousand years could indeed experience the colorful life and learn a variety of skills in his long life.

"I always thought that the head of the dark forces was in Europe. When I saw you, I realized that the dark forces had arrived in America." Xuan Qi's big horse-drawn golden sword sat opposite the count, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He had to take a heavy move against such an old fox and could not give him room to move.

The vampire's earl has taken root in Mizhou and controls the world's gangsters have long been in power. If it weren't for the rise of the evil Mask Island, if it weren't for the even more evil Xuan-name annexing the Mask Island, the earl's life would never have been so hard.

"It doesn't matter where you are." The count's eyes looked up and down Xuan Qi: "The key is to see why the entire organization serves and what benefits can it bring to others."

"This is really interesting." Xuan Qi picked up a cup of red grape juice, which was very bright red and bright, just like mellow blood. He drank it into his mouth and whispered: "Now I'm here, what do you have to ask for?"

"There is no requirement, we should just let it bet." A fox-like smile flashed in the count's eyes: "Now the power of Mask Island is increasing soaringly, I deserve my next heavy bet."

"How do you want to bet? What do you want to bet?" Xuan Qi realized that there was a trap here, but he couldn't say what was wrong. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and looked at the count's head with Qi-sighting technique.

"Gambling on horse racing." The Count seemed to know that Xuan Qi was very powerful, and he said without waiting for Xuan Qi to speak, "We won, you let us have a way out of life, and from then on, the well water will not break the river. If we lose, we will return to the Mask Island Sect, and continue to be slaves and humble."

From the three flowers and five auras above the count's head, Xuan Qi saw many very hidden things, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked the count whisperedly: "Do you want to lose or win?"

"I lost no loss, but I just returned to my previous life. Being unhappy with me means having an extra enemy." The Count knocked his cup with a reserved attitude: "I would rather give the choice to the horse racing."

When you cannot compete with Xuan Qi with force, betting on horses is indeed the best choice. These gangs have also wanted to be independent, but they are afraid that Mask Island will turn back and cause trouble. They simply continue to stimulate Mask Island to force them to decide the victory or defeat on the racetrack as they are now.

"How did you know that I would bet with you?" Unpredictable and profound appeared on the corner of Xuan Qi's mouth, and he understood the count's thoughts. Xuan Qi was thinking about whether he should be convinced by virtue or subdue the old fox with his fist.

"Because you have a very fast racing horse on your hand, so my three best racing horses are also on Hong Kong Island. Don't you want to run and compete with such a grand event?" The Count seemed to eat Ding Xuan Qi: "This method can convince us, and it can also be done once and for all."

The old fox is not only good at conspiracy, but also good at conspiracy. He threw out several consecutive questions, which made Xuan Qi unable to find a reason to refuse. This is like hitting a punch on cotton. Xuan Qi, who is ready to establish his authority, has to accept the old guy's bet.

Looking at Xuan Qi who nodded, a smile appeared on the count's mouth. He began to say to himself as if he was old: "Since I came to America on Mayflower, I thought I could create a new situation. But I didn't expect to be trapped in this mud altar in the end..."

Wen Xian knew Yi Xuanqi naturally understood what the count wanted to say. The reason why he deliberately hurt Spring was to attract his own attention. So Xuanqi said loudly: "What medicine will Mask Island take to control the toxins in your body?" After exploring Qi identification techniques, Xuanqi had long seen that there was an uncontrollable virus in the old count's body.

"I don't know either. I just have to take one dose every month. Only after taking it can aging be delayed. If you don't take it, you will die of old age for up to half a year." The count's face flashed with pain: "This is a curse from the Holy See, and I can't untie it."

"Then you get old and wait until the horse races are played." Xuan Qi didn't bother with this issue, and reached out to take out his cell phone, allowing the other four parts to release all the prisoners first. After all, someone still needs to control the situation.

Faced with such a change, many people were not satisfied. Ling Xizi trembled the flying sword in his hand and asked Xuan Qi angrily: "Will you let them go?"

"It is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to sit on the country." Xuan Qi shook his head helplessly: "I want to digest their power, rather than killing them all."

"Don't talk about these big principles." Li Dao was also a little irritated: "We don't say that the competition fists are the strongest under the starry sky, at least they are the best. It's very simple to grasp them. Now you go rashly to bet on horse racing with him. Isn't this arguing against the enemy's strengths based on your own weaknesses?"

"The Count has been in opposition to us for so long and has been restrained. He is also waiting for us to talk." Xuan Qi said, and his voice couldn't help but rise: "Gambling is just a step. If you win, everything will be the same, you will lose." A grim smile appeared on Xuan Qi's mouth: "Will we lose?"

From these words, he heard Xuan Qi's intention to express, and all Xuan Cultivators smiled slowly on the corners of their mouths. As long as the Xuanmen Master wanted to win, there were tens of thousands of ways to win, which was equivalent to a different way to incorporate these gangs.

The situation is clear at a glance. The Count hopes to find a way out and try another way at the same time, so he chooses to race horses instead of anything else. Xuan Qi goes with the flow and agrees and makes a promise to win and not lose.

In this world full of spies and agents, secrets cannot be hidden at all. The airship on Mask Island landed smoothly. Xuan Xiu, who had freed up his hands, began to deal with gangs from all over the country and dealt with four gangs in half an hour. Such efficiency is really jaw-dropping.

Bruto stretched his ears and listened to the outside world with fear and fear. His head heated up and pulled the price up. He didn't think much about it at the time and was just gambled, but he was so angry. Now, seeing the Mask Island's fierce counterattack, Bruto was extremely frightened again, fearing that Xuan Qi would cause some major accident.

Looking at Xuan Qi walking around Los Angeles and leaving, Bruto finally put his heart back in his stomach. Just when he thought Xuan Qi and Mask Island had surrendered, the little secretary ran over in panic and shouted to Bruto: "It's bad, it's bad." The breathless little secretary whispered: "Mask Island has unilaterally increased the patent authorization fee and has implemented a thousand times the bill in some areas."

It’s really June’s debt that has to be paid off quickly. Bruto didn’t expect Xuan Qi’s revenge to come so quickly. He took a breath to stabilize his mind. Bruto looked at the little secretary and asked, “Do you think we will lose?”

"Ten trillions, or even ten trillions," the secretary trembled in horror: "Unconsciously, the patents mastered by Mask Island and Xuanzi have affected all aspects of society. Take Wangyoulu as an example. Xuanzi has increased its price by 300 times, and it is still increasing. Some people have begun to hold demonstrations and sanctions on Xuanbao Group in the name of monopoly."

"This is a good idea." Bruto's face shone with joy: "If we sanction Xuanbao Group in the name of monopoly, how much money can we be fined?"

"Useless" the little secretary knew Xuan Qi's methods: "If we impose sanctions in the name of monopoly, then Xuanbao Group will be delisted directly, and the 160,000 salesmen they hired in the United States will be unemployed, and at the same time, they will not reveal their sales in the United States..."

Hearing these chain reactions, Bruto realized that one Xuanbao Group alone could grasp the US economy. The key is that there is more than one Xuanbao Group in the United States, and there is also a Mask Island that is more deeply rooted than Xuanbao.

"If Xuan Qi is allowed to incorporate gangs from all over the world, then the influence of Mask Island will be even more profound." When facing difficulties, Bruto has many things to think of, including how to continue to fight against Xuan Qi and even gain the upper hand.

"I can't do this." Bruto has learned to hide himself in the confrontation and whispered with his chin: "Hong Kong Island was once an English colony. They must have left secret chess there. I heard that the English agents are very powerful, so it's better to let them do it."

Thinking of Bruto who killed someone with a knife, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was proud that he could think of such a good idea.

The little secretary continued to ask with a sad face: "What should I do now? The people who were marching are almost at the Presidential Palace.

"Drag first, and then talk to Xuan Qi after I have implemented the plan." Bruto, who had already thought of the way to break the deadlock, naturally would not admit defeat at this stage.
Chapter completed!