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Sirius' desire to become stronger, even she can feel it, is a man's belief.

It is even more the belief of today's wolf.

When he joined K2, this belief was with him, so he successfully transformed in just a few years, and his strength grew steadily.

This is a man of strong conviction.

When the driving Sirius turned his head away, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he sighed silently in his heart.

He knew he could have said otherwise.

But he still said it himself, Sirius knew what he wanted to pursue, and he also knew that at this time the last thing to be affected by redundant emotions.

Similarly, he can also understand the meaning of Hummingbird's words, he is not an emotional idiot, but he can't open the mouth.

If he opens his mouth, he will be responsible, which is not what he wants.

At least, not what he wants now.

Therefore, Sirius chose to remain silent.

At the same time, he couldn't help but think of her, the promise he had made.

It's a pity that he can no longer fulfill that promise, and for a while, Sirius became a little upset.

For a while, the speedboat returned to calm again, and the speed increased again, leaving only the roar of the engine and the sound of the sea wind.

The night came slowly, and a round of bright moon quietly climbed into the dark night in the sky.

In Haihaizhuang, Ruchun City, the southernmost part of Longguo, the scenery here is beautiful, the seasons are like spring, and the climate is pleasant.

Seawater Manor is very unknown, and almost no one knows about it, but here, there is a top-notch luxury manor, which is obviously special and unusual.

In the quiet study room, an old man is practicing calligraphy with a brush.

One stroke and one stroke, vigorous and powerful!

The power penetrates the rice paper, and the characters are like a dragon!

"Xiao Fei, is there any news?" An old and tired voice faintly sounded from the old man's mouth.

Along with this voice, the word "forbearance" appeared in front of the old man, and he had already finished his pen and stood up.

Although he is old, he is still tall and strong.

Huhu~
Boom!
A figure quickly flashed into the study and stood in front of the desk.

"Report to Patriarch, there is news." The visitor replied respectfully.

"Let him come to see me when I come back. I'm so old, and I'm still fooling around all day long. I don't know if I have a home?" The old man yelled, his voice full of hatred.

This old man is Hou Shuntian, the patriarch of the Guwu Family of the Dragon Kingdom.

But the reporter in front of him didn't move, but had a strange look on his face, a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter? What's the problem?" Hou Shuntian instantly noticed something was wrong, his eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at the reporter in front of him.

"I'm afraid your grandson won't be able to come to see you in person." After hesitating for a while, the man who reported the news said it anyway.

"What happened?" Hou Shuntian had an ominous premonition in his heart, his eyes were wide open, and an aura of a superior directly emanated from his body, accompanied by a strong sense of oppression.

Ding Ding Deng!
The man in front of the table was shocked by this momentum and took three steps back before he stabilized his figure, his face was covered with cold sweat.

Not daring to hide anything, he lowered his head and said respectfully without hesitation: "Report to Patriarch, the third young master is dead!"

Snapped!
wow~
There was a bang, and the desk that had just been intact exploded in an instant.

Before the man could react, he felt his collar being picked up by a strong and powerful hand, and he charged directly with a terrifying killing intent: "What did you say?"

At some point, Hou Shuntian's figure appeared in front of him, grabbed his collar, his eyes stared like copper bells, his face was full of astonishing killing intent, as if he dared to speak nonsense, the front of him It's as if Hou Shuntian would tear him apart in an instant.

And the desk behind Hou Shuntian has been torn apart under Hou Shuntian's palm.

Perhaps it was the first time that I felt the horror of the Patriarch. I had no ability to resist when I was close to the strength of an A-level genetic warrior. For a while, my voice trembled a little: "Patriarch, the third young master is dead, he died in Hidden Sword Villa."

As soon as this sentence was finished, he immediately felt a big hand pinching his neck directly, and the power contained in it made him have no strength to resist.

The aura of Hou Shuntian's body was like a god and Buddha pressing on his nerves, as if from it, he saw mountains of corpses, seas of blood, wreckage and bones all over the place.

kaka~
There was a sound of bone cracking, as if his neck would be crushed and crushed by this hand in the next moment.

Then the whole face flushed, and the whole face was completely distorted due to the congestion and pain, and he began to be out of breath.

"Patriarch, I haven't finished reporting yet!" Almost squeezed out such a sentence from between teeth.

Hou Shuntian's old figure stopped for a moment, and his eyes became clear again.

"Humph~"

Hou Shuntian snorted coldly, and flicked his hand abruptly.

The poor man who reported the situation was thrown away.

Bah!
It hit the wall and bounced heavily to the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough~" Clutching his neck, he coughed desperately, breathing in the air greedily.

"Tell the truth about everything you have investigated." Hou Shuntian's eyes were extremely gloomy, and the murderous aura all over him could not be restrained from bursting out.

Looking carefully, one could see that his hands were trembling slightly, and as his fists were clenched tightly, there was a crackling sound, and the anger in his heart had already burned to the extreme.

Hou Tianchi, his youngest son, although he is low-key, is Hou Shuntian's most beloved son, and the most important thing is that he knows that his youngest son is extremely talented, and because he does not fight or grab, he is very fond of him.

But now, his youngest son is dead!
No wonder the dark dragon wanted to come to Hou's house to investigate, and he had something to do with his youngest son.

"Tell me the facts of the investigation according to the facts. If there is a slight omission, you know the consequences." With his back to the door frame, Hou Shuntian couldn't help but reveal deep sadness in his eyes. He originally wanted to wait a few years and directly When the youngest son took over the family, outsiders thought that he valued the eldest and second son, and would choose between the two as the heir. In fact, they were all wrong, and he chose his third son.

"Yes, Patriarch!" The man on the ground quickly got up, not daring to be slighted.

There is a deep thumbprint on one side of the neck, and clear fingerprints of four fingers lined up on the other side, and the middle is even more red.

"According to Patriarch's instructions, I quickly searched for the latest whereabouts of the third young master, and the finally locked area is the hidden sword villa belonging to my Hou family. According to my investigation, the third young master is involved with a strange force. We They haven't found out yet, but they have arrested a person in Donghai, and this person is the special police captain Long Feihu of the Flying Tiger Commando in Donghai City."

"The young master entered the Cangjian Villa at the end and never came out again. According to my investigation, the Cangjian Villa was attacked by strong men, and Long Feihu had reappeared in Donghai City and became a genetic warrior. There is a foreign worker in Jianshanzhuang, Li Laoliu, who has gone to the Sea Eagle Country, and I guess, this Li Laoliu has also taken genetic medicine."

"The Hidden Sword Villa is currently under the control of the Dark Dragon, and everyone in the Hidden Sword Villa is also being detained. The mysterious force is all genetic warriors, and their strength is extraordinary, but they are all dead."

"The above are the results of the subordinate investigation."

The man lowered his head respectfully, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Who is that rescuer?" Hou Shuntian's gloomy voice followed.