She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart Chapter 646: Something Major Happened! (2)

Otherwise, how dare they do anything!

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Corvus Hades was sitting on the sofa, sipping wine and reading a book when suddenly soone from The Hades Clan ca to report: "Emperor Hades, it’s not good."

"I’m fine." Although he hasn’t made that guy Orion Rivers surrender yet, Corvus Hades believes it won’t take long.

Raina North’s heart has already wavered; she can no longer be as firm as before.

This is good, as long as Orion Rivers’ heart isn’t as steady as a rock, he is confident he can pry it out.

"No, Emperor Hades, it’s really not good. Our Hades Clan has been surrounded by soone!"

When Corvus Hades ca out with Wraith and a group of Hades Clan mbers, they saw hundreds of n in black suits tightly surrounding The Hades Clan’s headquarters.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom was gathered in the center, with a stern-looking man sitting in the back seat.

His aura was cold and dense, with howling dark winds passing by, a terrifying visage that made hearts tremble, almost like the Demon God that erged from The Nether.

By now, the people of The Hades Clan had already had several clashes with the intruders, both sides were injured.

Bang——

This ti, the two fighting individuals were clearly experts from The Dark Tower, and the Hades Clan mber was swiftly kicked away with just a mont’s carelessness.

With a thud, he fell to the ground.

Wraith’s eyes sharpened, and he imdiately strode forward, shouting sternly: "Naless bastards, how dare you act out in The Hades Clan!"

With that, he struck with a palm and sent The Dark Tower mber flying.

Dante Drake stepped forward, caught the person, and shouted loudly: "Naturally, it’s your grandpa!"

"Courting death!" Wraith was furious, quickly tangling with Dante Drake.

The two moved swiftly, exchanging more than a dozen blows in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

The two collided heavily, both retreating several steps before stopping.

Dante Drake and Wraith exchanged a glance, seeing solemnity in each other’s eyes.

This was a rival capable of matching him.

Both of them coincidentally had this thought flash through their minds.

Their figures moved, about to tangle once more, when two voices rang out simultaneously.

"Dante (Wraith), co back."

The two responded with acknowledgent and retreated.

Corvus Hades, surrounded by the crowd, walked out, and Elias Hawthorne also pushed open the car door and got out.

Corvus Hades wore a lazy smile at the corners of his mouth, his sharp gaze landing on the man: "Looks like this is the Lord of the Dark Tower, fad in The Umbral Zone. During the previous Dark Tower eting, I was too busy sleeping, so I sent an underling to join the festivities. Lord of the Dark Tower, are you displeased in your heart and deliberately ca to settle the score?"

"Corvus Hades." Elias Hawthorne’s gaze rested on Corvus Hades.

At that mont, the surrounding air seed still, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the chilling killing intent was like a sharp sword, almost piercing through people.

The killing intent made Wraith’s hairs stand on end, his body involuntarily tense, eyes full of vigilance.

"Don’t be so agitated, the Lord of the Dark Tower is just here to talk ideals, won’t recklessly make a move on ." Corvus Hades smiled lightly, "A guest is a guest, how about coming inside for a cup of tea, Lord of the Dark Tower?"

Elias Hawthorne’s handso face was tight, like frost, the dark depths of his eyes showed no warmth at all, "Hand over the person."

"Hand over?" Corvus Hades looked surprised, "Hand over who?"

"The Celestial Alliance Leader, Orion Rivers."