Chapter 172 Two Years Agreement, He Comes Back

There was silence at the banquet hall.

All the guests in the main hall fell silent, looking at Dracula who walked up to Tifa and offered a toast to Tifa.

Many people thumped in their hearts, instinctively sensing that something was wrong.

Although Tifa's status as the No. 1 technology company in Fuyuki City is unquestionable, Dracula is the lord of Fuyuki City, and today is his birthday party. No one in this city is qualified to make a toast to him.

And he chose to toast, and the object of the toast was Tifa, who never socialized and drank at the banquets in the past.

This nature is different.

Those who can come to this banquet, who are not elites from all walks of life, quickly smell the unusual atmosphere, and their eyes gradually become playful.

Rumor has it that even Fuyuki's No. 2 company, Wangquan Biological Company, gave the city lord Dracula a 30% stake.

As for Mengdi Technology Company, Fuyuki's No. 1 enterprise, Tifa himself still owns 100% of the shares, so is the city lord finally going to do the surgery?

In the other corner of the banquet, Wang Xuan, who watched this scene, nodded secretly.

"I have a physical problem, so I can't drink." Tifa stood up gracefully, and said tactfully.

Dracula's face was expressionless, but his hands kept raising his glass, and he smiled: "Can't you even drink the wine I'm toasting?"

The faces of the supernatural department staff on the side changed slightly, and they often get along with Dracula. They know the will of the city lord, and no one can go against the change!

Pan Hu scratched his head suddenly, and smiled honestly: "Master Dracula, why don't I drink this glass of wine instead of Miss Tifa. I just wanted to drink, so I can give you as many glasses as I want in return."

"You?" Dracula's old and pale face was expressionless, and he glanced at Pan Hu: "What are you, and you are qualified?"

A powerful creature's aura spread out, pushing Pan Hu, who was a second lieutenant, back to his seat.

In the already silent banquet hall, the atmosphere suddenly became solidified.

Pan Hu's face turned red. The two-meter-tall black and strong man who crawled out from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood couldn't stand up under that powerful momentum!

"If he does something, you guys will drag him out and return him to the military." Dracula looked at the staff of the supernatural department and said in an orderly tone.

"Yes, City Lord." Yingzi took a deep breath, touched the bone horn, and said to Pan Hu in a low voice: "Second Lieutenant, don't do anything, otherwise you will at least go to a military court."

Dracula raised his wine glass with a superhuman aura, and looked at the black-haired girl in front again: "Do you want to drink?"

"Thank you, the city lord, for the toast."

Tifa smiled sweetly, reached out to take the glass of red wine, and lifted the glass high as if she was about to drink.

next moment.

The girl swung her slender right hand wearing white lace gloves vigorously, and all the red wine in the glass splashed on the face of the city lord Dracula.

"What are you, worthy of letting me drink? There is only one person who can let me drink!" Tifa, a girl like a fantasy princess, scolded coldly.

Seeing this scene, the brains of all the guests at the banquet hall, including the staff of the supernatural department, Wang Xuan and Pan Hu, were buzzing.

crazy!

This is crazy!

Not only rejecting the toast of the city lord, but also turning back on the city lord? Is this fatal!

"Very good, hehe, very good."

Dracula chuckled, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the drink on his face, and stared at the girl with cold eyes that were as inhuman as a beast.

He suppressed his anger and was about to issue a few instructions.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the quiet banquet hall: "I found you."

The guests on the field looked back in surprise, and saw a silver-haired young man in ordinary casual clothes, who was incompatible with the current top banquets, standing at the entrance of the main hall.

"Who is it?" Many people were at a loss.

The next moment.

Accompanied by the silver-white skirt of the small dress, the stunning figure quickly passed among the guests in the main hall, and one of the crystal high-heeled shoes almost ran away, and she flew into the open arms of the silver-haired young man.

At the same time, the glass with the remnant of red wine fell to the ground and shattered.

The glasses and hearts of the guests on the field were also broken.

Their eyes were extremely astonished. The one who threw himself into the arms of the silver-haired young man in casual clothes was the powerful girl who just confronted the city lord Dracula, Tifa from Monty Company!

It is the dream of many men and even women in Fuyuki City to embrace a beautiful girl who is worth hundreds of billions of dollars.

And now, the dream woke up.

The mysterious young man of unknown origin truly and unmistakably took the beautiful and moving girl's body into his arms, as if announcing his possessions.

"How could it be him. He should have died a long time ago, two years ago...!" Wang Xuan's eyes were red, showing a hellish expression.

"No way, is it really him?"

Yingzi's pupils contracted, his mouth opened wide, and his right hand tightly clenched the cracked bone horn.

"I'm not dreaming." Sitting on the chair, Pan Hu's eyes widened like cowbells, his tall and strong body trembled constantly, and the figure of the mysterious silver-haired youth overlapped with the figure of the boy two years ago.

...

Yi Meng hugged the black-haired girl with her backhand, feeling the astonishing softness and warmth in front of her, she couldn't help teasing softly: "I haven't seen you for two years, you've gained a lot of weight."

"I'm not fat... Woohoo."

Tifa's eyes were red, she raised her chin, cried and laughed, the pear blossoms were raining, which made people feel pity.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, I'm here to complete the agreement with you."

Yi Meng lowered her head and gently kissed the girl's aggrieved ruddy little mouth, savoring the sweetness and deliciousness that happened twice a week two years ago, familiar and unfamiliar, and no matter how many times she came again, she would never get tired of it.

Tifa closed her eyes, her tear-stained eyelashes trembled slightly, her petal-like lips parted slightly, ready to be picked.

The protagonist of this banquet has completely shifted.

All the guests at the surrounding banquet turned into petrification, their eyes staring straight at the two hugging and kissing together, feeling like a reunion banquet specially held for them tonight.

Dracula, the city lord who was supposed to be the protagonist of tonight's banquet, could no longer hide his anger, exuding a terrifying aura and coercion like eating people all over his body: "Security, where is the security man? Come on me soon, and supernatural People from the department! Immediately take down those who broke into the banquet without an invitation letter, as well as Chairman Mengdi who dared to offend and provoke me!"

"Yes! City Lord!"

More than a dozen security personnel in sunglasses and suits, who were so fast that they were not human, appeared from around the banquet venue and rushed towards Yimentifa and the other two!

Detectives from the supernatural department were also ready to act, but with a gesture from Inspector Yingzi, they immediately stopped all their actions.

call out!

More than a dozen security personnel in dark glasses felt blurred before their eyes, and they had already lost all traces of the youths and girls. A hurricane swayed in place on the banquet hall, and eye-catching cracks bloomed like spider webs on the high-grade porcelain plates.

Don't wait for them to react.

A hurricane immediately erupted on the other side of the main hall, and the city lord Dracula screamed, flying out like a human cannonball. His body in aristocratic robes smashed into the dining table and the relief wall, and flew out to the city square. Throw it to the far end like a waste!

In the main hall where the city lord Dracula was standing, Yimeng was holding the girl Tifa with one hand, her right foot was in a kicking posture, and her ankle seemed to be covered with a bone white streamer.

Yi Meng's pupils glowed with fiery broken golden light, and the corners of her mouth raised wantonly: "What are you, qualifications?!"