Chapter 182: Participate in the high-level parliament of the secret party

Behind Zhang Ziling, Marquis Bin's figure gradually emerged, staring at Zhang Ziling with a smile on his face.
"Would you like me to have a cup of coffee?" Marquis Bin's voice was slightly magnetic.
"Please sit down and bring your own coffee." Zhang Ziling said lightly.
"Then I'm welcome." Marquis Bin went to the opposite of Zhang Ziling, sat down, poured himself a cup of coffee, and sniffed gently, "It's been a long time since I smelled such a strong and pure civet coffee."
"Although the coffee is good, the method of obtaining it is slightly cruel." Zhang Ziling looked at Marquis Bin Bin and said lightly, "What's more, Marquis Bin Bin came to me for coffee late at night, afraid that there are other things?"
"Ziling joked." Marquis Bin said with a slight smile: "Can't I come to you to talk about it?"
"Marquis Bin," Zhang Ziling slowly stirred the coffee in the cup, "We have only met once and talked about such things..."
"Is it too far-fetched?"
"Hahaha! Since that's the case, I'm not kidding anymore." Marquis Bing laughed, and his eyes became serious, "I heard, you repelled the Mo Party?"
"Oh? Didn't Marquis Bin see it with his own eyes?" Zhang Ziling raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said: "So I have hallucinations."
The Marquis of Bin didn't seem to hear what Zhang Ziling said, and he still squinted and smiled: "Ziling, are you interested in participating in the high-level assembly of our secret party?"
"You are the first human I invited."
Zhang Ziling looked directly at the Marquis Bin, without speaking, but stirring the coffee quietly.
Marquis Bin didn't bother Zhang Ziling either. Just looking at Zhang Ziling's eyes, the two began to look at each other.
At this time, the coffee shop became quiet again.
"it is good."
After a long time, Zhang Ziling slightly ticked the corner of his mouth and spit out such a word.
After receiving Zhang Ziling's reply, Marquis Bin had a strange smile.
"Then let's go."
"please."
The next moment, the two disappeared in place, leaving only two cups of steaming coffee sitting on the table quietly.
Brasov, the black church, three hundred meters underground!
"As a vampire, your high-level council is actually in the basement of a world-famous church, which is really ironic!"
Zhang Ziling walked along the secret road to the parliament hall and couldn't help but smile when he looked at the gloomy layout around.
"This church church has long given up. We occupy this place, but it means it is dark under the light." Marquis Binn said with a slight smile, "After all, the group of bishops would never have thought that they are hiding under the sacred place dedicated to God. A group of guys cursed by God."
"Interesting." Zhang Ziling's mouth twitched slightly, "But Marquis Bin..."
"You haven't told me yet, why did you come here."
"This is not in a hurry," Marquis Bin said softly, "After all, the person who can call the shots in this place is not me!"
The meaning of Marquis Bing is very obvious, the power of the secret party...very powerful!
"Oh? Then I want to look at the high-level council of your secret party..." Zhang Ziling shifted his gaze to the closed black door and whispered, "What kind of style it is!"
"You will not be disappointed, please..." Marquis Bin has now regarded Zhang Ziling as an existence of the same level.
The Marquis of Bin not only saw Zhang Ziling scared the Mo Party back, but he also went to the grape manor of Mo Party to take a look.
As soon as Marquis Bin's voice fell, the closed black door slowly opened, and Zhang Ziling looked inside the door. There were thirteen thrones on the high platform, and in front of the throne, there was a huge round conference table.
Except for the two thrones on the far left of Zhang Ziling, there is a shadow on each throne.
Opposite Zhang Ziling, the dark red throne is also the most noble, and the shadowy eyes flashed with particularly eye-catching scarlet.
Around the conference round table, there were more than twenty earl-level vampires.
Zhang Ziling found that Earl Morey was also inside.
"Bin, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The shadow on the dark red throne spoke slowly.
"Please forgive me, Lord Duke." Marquis Bin bowed slightly to the shadow, "Please allow me to introduce the blood walker by my side, Zhang Ziling."
"Marquis strength."
As soon as Marquis Bin spoke out, everyone in the venue, whether on the throne or on the round table, all turned their eyes to Zhang Ziling.
The emotions in their eyes were shock, doubt, doubt, and...disdain.
Especially Earl Morey, with the shocked look in his eyes, he couldn't hide it. He stared at Zhang Ziling's face, as if thinking about something.
"Oh? A bloodwalker with the strength of the Marquis..." The shadow of the dark red throne pondered for a moment, and then said: "Since Marquis Bing said so, then you are qualified to sit on the throne and give it to you!"
As soon as the shadowy words on the dark red throne were spoken, the other ten shadows sitting on the throne and the people on the left of the round table below began to whisper.
"Master Duke, is it wrong to let the Bloodwalker sit on the throne of the clan?"
An earl stood up at the round table and asked respectfully, looking at the shadow on the dark red throne.
"It's okay, be quiet." The shadow on the dark red throne just spit out these four words gently, and the whole hall of the conference hall became quiet. The earl stopped talking, and sat back in his seat with his head down.
Zhang Ziling glanced at the crowd of vampires present, the red glow in his eyes flashed imperceptibly, then Zhang Ziling smiled, and as Marquis Bin moved to the throne on the left, he sat down generously.
"Bloodwalker, that throne was the seat of a former marquis, and later he died, so this throne was vacant." The shadow on the dark red throne said softly: "Our secret party has always followed the principle of avoiding the world and entering the world. Therefore, as a human being and possessing the strength of a Marquis, you are qualified to sit on this throne."
Hearing what the shadow said, Zhang Ziling did not answer. Instead, he gently leaned on the back of the throne, with an inexplicable smile, a kind of imperial aura, calmly said.
At that moment, a strange thought appeared in the hearts of everyone present...
Zhang Ziling seems to...should sit on this throne.
Do not! He should sit on the most luxurious throne, and only that throne can be worthy of his kingly temperament!
"What's the matter?" All vampires, including the shadows on the throne, had doubts in their eyes, and they didn't understand why that thought appeared in their hearts.
Seeing the suspicious expressions in the eyes of a crowd of vampires, Zhang Ziling smiled slightly, restraining the imperial aura emanating from subconsciously.
If this has always been the case, this council may not be able to open anymore, which is contrary to the purpose of Zhang Ziling's coming here.
After all, Zhang Ziling came here, the main purpose is to see what kind of ideas the top leaders of the secret party are making, although after seeing the people sitting on this throne, Zhang Ziling slightly confirmed what he was thinking.
However, we still need to observe again.
After Zhang Ziling regained the momentum, the vampires quickly recovered their calm, thinking that it was just an illusion, only the shadow on the dark red throne gave Zhang Ziling a thoughtful look.
Zhang Ziling looked at the scarlet eyes, smiled and nodded.
After the shadow on the dark red throne looked at Zhang Ziling, he looked under the throne, and a solemn voice sounded in this hall.
"Now that the people are there, the council... now begins!"