Although the young man in front of him did not know him, he could not find any relevant information.

However, as long as he can sit with a demigod for granted, no one who knows the inside story and has a normal IQ dares to underestimate him.

Moreover, when MacDonald faced this young man himself, he couldn't help but feel secretly shocked because he really felt the lazy, tiredness, but arrogant feeling revealed on the other person.

There will definitely be no mistake!

As a political creature who has worked hard for many years, has seen countless storms, has confronted countless powerful opponents, and has a magnificent life, he believes that he is indeed old, but it does not mean that his eyesight is not bad.

Humans have an innate instinct, and the perception of danger. The manifestation of ordinary people is that when parents and elders call their full names, they will immediately feel murderous intent and predict that something is not good.

Political creatures like MacDonald have further polished this instinct into a keen expertise in observing words and expressions, and can determine some basic situations almost as soon as they first meet a person.

What is the other person's status, personality, temperament... According to words and deeds, expressions, changes in expressions, eyes, and even some mysterious aura and momentum give people the feeling-

Thus, we can directly judge whether the other party is easy to mess with, whether it is difficult to deal with, it is because of the cunning and cunning, or if it is a little more young and energetic...

Judging from personality, temperament, education, performance, family background or strength of power to support him...judging based on any of these criteria is quite arbitrary behavior, and the results obtained are also likely to be wrong.

However, based on so many standards to make judgments, the conclusions often come from are almost the same. Old guys like them are often savvy and extremely accurate in their eyes, and they are simply role models for being smart.

But to be honest, which one of the real upper class and the senior social leaders is not like this? It is undeniable that there will definitely be some rat shit among them, but most of them should at least be sharp-eyed people who know how to observe the words and expressions and judge the situation.

Now, MacDonald was shocked to find that the young man in front of him had a very faint sense of majesty.

How to say it, it is like the insignificance and powerlessness of the self that humans naturally feel when facing huge violence above everything else.

Wait, can't he be a demigod, right? And he is even more powerful, perhaps even more amazing than Miss Kranichar, whose title is "Sword Fairy", is a very likely one? Well, it seems!

After all, it is an incredible thing to be able to sit face to face with this demigod lady, and the styles of both sides will definitely not be much different.

What's more, according to previous observations, it was the one who acted restrained and distracted, and seemed to be eaten unilaterally by Miss Klanichar, which was amazing and made people imagine.

Human thinking is a very wonderful thing. Once it spreads, it will quickly replenish certain plots and find various clues or basis to support one's own ideas.

MacDonald felt that he might have guessed the truth, and couldn't help but feel excited. His body, which was inevitably hunched, almost trembled because of his old age.

——But his brain still seemed a little cautious, but there was nothing to do with it. No one would feel that he was facing an emperor, and no one would think that the ancient god would show such an indistinguishable disguise.

After all, it was probably the "King of Swords" who looked stupid at the beginning who left them too deep and too inconsistently, so they were unable to correctly understand what kind of person the God Slayer was.

Everyone thinks that one should be an alien, and the relevant information also shows that one is a bit neurotic and cannot guess his behavioral pattern.

The other demon kings are definitely not like this. They should be the earth emperors in the more reliable mysterious world. They will never travel easily. Once they appear, they will definitely be a huge and responsive person... This is the perception and thoughts of many people in their wishful thinking.

...

...

Liliana didn't know what she was thinking. She had been distracted from the moment she started and her face became more and more weird.

So naturally, there was no answer to MacDonald's question, which led to a considerable period of disarray.

“…”

“…”

Inevitably, a little embarrassment appeared in the air.

MacDonald's face suddenly froze slightly. If anyone had been so unscrupulous, he would have uncontrollably shown his anger.

But at this time, he did not, and he did not dare... in various senses, for fear of losing precious life now, and for losing the hope of prolonging life that could possibly be obtained by angering the other party.

Sure enough, these extraordinary people are really hard to deal with... The old man quickly changed his expression, as if nothing had happened. He sighed in his heart while racking his brains to think about how to deal with such a situation.

This is a rare opportunity, but time is always limited. You must achieve your goals before some people react, or before the opponent's patience is exhausted.

"Did you two come for the Manchak Swamp?"

Since the other party did not seem to be planning to reveal his specific identity, McDonald did not continue to get involved in this regard and turned to the point. In his opinion, this is the only thing that will arouse the other party's interest.

"We can handle this matter ourselves, but if you have any suggestions, we will adopt it seriously..."

The old man raised this topic tactfully, carefully testing the intentions of the two big figures in the mysterious world, and also hinting that this time they could control the situation and did not require outsiders to intervene.

Maybe I am worried that the mysterious side is here to pick peaches... Of course, if the other party comes to make suggestions to prepare for cooperation, that is another matter!

"Come for that swamp? Is that true, since you feel that you have the ability to control the situation, we won't interfere, but... there is something I need to explain to you in advance."

Feeling that he had almost done it, Mo Chen finally spoke casually. He was not a pretender.

I just understand that the best way to deal with these cunning vampires is to show an inconvenient attitude from the beginning, making it difficult for them to even have normal interactions. I have to be careful and rack my brains.

Only in this way can they not use their racial talents to play, and feel that they want to gain a better position and be more arrogant when they have the opportunity. No matter who they face, they want to bite a piece of meat from the other party.

In order to avoid such intrigue and deception, Mo Chen thought it would be better to let these vampires work harder.

They are trembling and suffering, and they are always better than having some unrealistic and wrong thoughts, which lead to worse consequences. Because some people are so mean, you must not be a little better with them, otherwise they will be as crazy as seeing a bloody piranha.

"So, what's the matter?" The cunning vampire was happy and just willing to speak. She was not afraid of your bad attitude, but she was afraid that you would not even give you a chance to communicate!

"Don't continue to dig up the clues you know from those cultists, otherwise your country's demise is just a trivial matter, and there will be another crisis in the end of the world, that is really troublesome..."

Mo Chen chuckled and said, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was so alarming and terrifying.

Not to mention the cunning vampires, even the faces of the black suits beside him turned green all of a sudden.

"What does this mean?"

"It's meaningless. When you look at the abyss, the abyss will stare back... The evil god has not really come to this world yet, but if there are too many people who know it, it may not be."

Mo Chen said expressionlessly, "When you know the truth, Cthulhu also knows you, and this is how the connection is often established."

"Ah?" McDonald felt that his mind was a little unrealized. He knew that the action was going smoothly and he didn't know more specific things yet. How could he accept this news?

What evil god?

What abyss?

What is the truth about Cthulhu?

However, Mo Chen did not give him time to digest, but continued to speak in one breath.

"That evil god can project his horror dream into the hearts of some people with higher inspiration. You can check the artists around the world in the past three months. The proportion of accidents in this group will be relatively large..."

"Whether you are insane or claiming that you have dreamed of something unusual and frightening, it is very likely that you have been affected by the horrific dreams of Cthulhu. All you have to do is focus on these guys who may transform into mad believers at any time."

"And also, don't try to parse anything about Cthulhu, and don't pursue the forbidden knowledge... This is the only advice I can give you! Well, I'm done, you can leave."

After thinking for a while, I felt that my basic goal of conveying information had been completed. Mo Chen nodded and then added for granted.

Be domineering and arrogant.

So much so that no one felt anything wrong. Even MacDonald himself walked back in a daze, and kept going downstairs before suddenly coming to his senses.

Wait, what did you do? I was let go of such a great opportunity? According to the plan, shouldn’t I be hinting at the beginning of my life and not having enough time to express my pursuit and desire for mysterious power?

It’s just that you can’t express it too explicitly…but it’s definitely not that you can’t even mention it!

The old guy's breathing became rapid, which made people around him look at him worriedly, wondering if he would suffer a stroke or die of anger.

However, McDonald still controlled himself well. He looked back and then restrained his urge to turn around and rush back, just waved his hand:

"Please pay close attention to the whereabouts of these two people, but don't go too far, don't think about eavesdropping and taking pictures... Also, block here and no one is allowed to come in without permission!"

"Is it that people outside are not allowed to come in? Is it that those two are not allowed to leave?" the confidant subconsciously confirmed.

The old man looked at him coldly: "Nonsense! Do you still need to ask this? Do you dare to restrict the two above and tell them what to do?"

I didn't dare to give me another life... my confidant shrank his head, but he breathed a sigh of relief. What he feared the most was that his boss was making things difficult for him. If that was the case, he would be decisive and quit, and his life would be more important.

But since it wasn't for the crazy preparations to target those two, everything would be easy to deal with. The old man probably thought about slowly drawing it and seeing if there is still a chance in the future.

If you have the opportunity, you must seize that opportunity yourself. If it really doesn’t work, you can’t take advantage of others!

As it turns out, this is true.

When McDonald went back to report in a hurry and found a way to take over the responsibility of his international friends, some other big shots finally rushed over after hearing the news.

They are all powerful local figures, either famous in politics, or have left legends in business, or some have long inheritance and have laid foundations in many fields, and are often important families.

However, they were obviously one step late, and they could only stare at the blockade line.

"Why can't you get in?"

"That's it! MacDonald is too overbearing. Who do he think he is?"

"Even if the president comes, he is not qualified to stop us, and he is even less likely to ask us to do what we do!"

Faced with the anger of these big men, the soldiers on the blockade did not agree, and McDonald's confidant also stood up at the right time-

"The two...uh, the two distinguished guests have said that they do not want to be disturbed by anyone else. If you have made an appointment before, you can go up."

Of course, McDonald couldn't be so domineering, but it's still OK to be a big banner.

Such a unilateral forgery statement certainly takes a certain risk, but it is still within the acceptable range, and the benefits are huge, which is enough to bet... The most important thing is that no one knows what the two distinguished guests inside said.

So these big guys... dare not gamble.

They could only get angry in a frustration, glared at the blockade, shouted loudly or encouraged others, but they did not dare to give it a try.

As for achieving the goal through other methods, there seems to be some... After all, this is a high-end restaurant, no matter how noble the guests are, they need someone to serve? Or it should be said that it is because they are noble guests that they cannot do it themselves.

But the big guys who were eager to make breakthroughs in these aspects quickly got the news and were almost irritated.

The old fox MacDonald had already replaced the entire restaurant staff, whether it was the waiter, the chef, the manager, or the supervisor, even the cleaner was his person...

Moreover, those people are not simply pretending to be substitutes, but are working in this area, professionals with rich experience and top-notch service quality, and they have no place to pick on them!

I will not give anyone a chance to pick fruits at all!
Chapter completed!