"Don't be alert."

Just after Jing Fei's words were said, a sweet voice came in, and then his eyes flashed, and a figure appeared in front of Jing Fei.

He is wearing a tuxedo, holding a cane, and wearing a top hat. He is very Western and classical. It is Nicholas!

Nicholas's face was as white as before, with only a pair of bright red lips. First he took off his top hat and politely flew to the scene. Then he stood up straight, held the cane with both hands, and used an accent Chinese said: "Fei, for the face of Xiang, I will not embarrass you juniors."

Jing Fei: "..."

Nicholas pulled out a chair at random, sat on it with his legs folded, and opened his mouth lazily: "I'm just sending a message for those old immortals, fly, don't you prepare some drinks for me?"

"..."

Jing Fei could only greet his men to take it, and he opened his mouth tremblingly: "Mr. Nicholas, would you like tea or coffee?"

Nicholas spoke gracefully: "I drink blood and want fresh, don't make a mistake~"

The body under his hand shook suddenly.

Jing Fei smiled bitterly: "Nicholas, why are you scaring him?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, he was joking as expected.

But then I heard Jing Fei say: "Go to the hospital blood bank to help find a bag of fresh, Mr. Nicholas, would you like to drink blood type A, blood type B, or O?"

Nicholas waved his hand: "I'm not picky, just whatever."

The people under him came out of the office like sleepwalking.

After everyone left, Jing Fei closed the door, and then opened his mouth: "Mr. Nicholas, why did you suddenly appear here? It scares me to death!"

Nicholas Xiu opened his mouth: "Oh, I don't want to come either. It's too slapped in the face, but you know, after all, I am in Country M and I cannot help myself.

When he said this, his face was obviously displeased. Obviously, the International Academy of Supernaturalists is in Country M. Although he graduated with Xiang, it is his motherland after all, and he must be loyal.

Jing Fei nodded: "You are here this time..."

"I haven't said it yet? Oh, look at my memory. I'm old and bad. Don't be surprised." Nicholas took out an invitation card from his pocket: "The International Contest of Supervisors will begin soon, and China invites China to participate."

Jing Fei's face suddenly sank.

Said it is a contest, in fact, it is a comparison of the supernaturalists and a ranking in the international arena.

However, this ranking will play a considerable role in the voice of each country in the international organization of supernaturalists in the future!

In the past, when the boss stopped there, the other countries retreated one after another, acquiescing to China's first place.

In recent years, the International Association of Supernaturalists has also been relatively honest, and has not engaged in any moths.

But now, the boss just went in...Bah! Just after retreating, these people started a school enrollment, recruited the strongest sister Xi, and then began to hold a competition? The purpose is simply too obvious!

This is to completely weaken China's right to speak in the alliance!

Jing Fei's face sank: "Do you really think that we, Huaxia, no one is available?"

Nicholas spread his hands: "As far as I know, this time the International Association requires the strongest people from all countries to take action. Country M is me. Everyone is fighting for the right to speak."

Jing Fei sighed, "I know, I didn't blame you."

Who doesn't want their country to occupy a higher position in the alliance?