Chapter 172 Two-year agreement, he is 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, and instinctively sensed 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 made a toast, and the person to whom he was toasting 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 Fuyuki No. 1 Enterprise's Mengdi Technology Company, it is still 100% owned by Tifa himself, so is the city lord finally going to make a move?

  At the other corner of the banquet, Wang Xuan, watching this scene, nodded secretly.

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

  Dracula's face was expressionless, but his hand kept raising his glass, he chuckled: "You can't even drink the wine I'm toasting?"

  The faces of the supernatural department personnel 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 repay you with as many glasses as I want."

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

  A powerful biological aura spread out, pressing Pan Hu, who was a second lieutenant, back to his seat.

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

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

   "If he does something, you 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, lowered his voice and said to Pan Hu: "Second lieutenant, don't do anything, otherwise you will at least go to a military court."

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

   "Thank you, the city lord, for a 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, all the guests at the banquet hall, including the staff of the supernatural department, as well as Wang Xuan and Pan Hu, were all buzzing in their brains.

crazy!

   This is crazy!

  Not only did he refuse the toast from the Santo, but he also turned his back on the Santo? Is this fatal!

   "Very good, hehe, very good."

  Dracula chuckled, took out a handkerchief to wipe the drink off 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 and 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 red wine residue 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 fell into the arms of the silver-haired young man in casual clothes was the powerful girl who had just confronted the city lord Dracula, Tifa from Monty Corporation!

  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, it's 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 mysterious silver-haired youth overlapped with the youth two years ago.

  …

  Yimeng hugged the black-haired girl with her backhand, feeling the amazing 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 ruddy little mouth, which was aggrieved and shriveled. Two years ago, she tasted the sweetness and deliciousness that was familiar and unfamiliar twice a week.

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

  The protagonist of this banquet has completely shifted.

  All the guests at the surrounding banquet petrified collectively, staring straight at the two people who were 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! Santo!"

  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 Yimengtifa and the other two!

  The agents of the supernatural department were also ready to act, but under the gesture of Inspector Yingzi, all actions were stopped immediately.

   Phew!

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

   Without waiting 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!

  The main hall where the city lord Dracula was standing was at the same place. Yimeng held the girl Tifa with one hand, her right foot was in a flying kick posture, and her ankle seemed to be covered with a bone white streamer.

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

  (end of this chapter)