Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 448 The King of Bronze and Fire, Falls!
"What bad luck! We were so close to catching those two dragon kings."

"Yeah, too cunning, it's all Ajie's fault. If they could have held out a little longer until we arrived, maybe our names would have gone down in history."

"Shut up. You two were so far away from each other that you just couldn't get through. I don't know how fierce the minister was at that time. He chased the Bronze and Fire Kings and chopped them alone. I was dumbfounded."

In Brooklyn, the three heroes of the news department are gathering together to brag.

They have accomplished a great feat today. First they found their target, then they figured out their opponent's whereabouts, and they also proved the existence of the "Four Lords" on the Copper Pillar of the Ice Sea, and they successfully interpreted the "Twins on the Throne". It turns out that the King of Bronze and the King of Fire are a pair of brothers.

In the words of the principal, if this thing could be published publicly, it would definitely win the Nobel Prize in Biology.

Unfortunately, they failed to keep the King of Bronze and Fire, otherwise they could have won another Nobel Peace Prize.

Just when they were regretting their actions, Finkel came over, wiping his hands and asking, "What are you talking about?"

"Speaking of the brothers Bronze and Fire King, I didn't know that the most wanted criminal in North America was actually Dragon King Norton."

Ajie sighed. The opportunity to be recorded in the history of both the mixed-race race and the human race was right in front of them, but unfortunately they failed to seize it.

"Why, are you coveting the reward?" Finkel picked up the drink on the table and drank it all in one gulp, "If the dragon is forced into a corner and releases a candle dragon in front of us, the whole town will be blown away.

They are dragon kings, and they can return to their cocoons and wait for resurrection, but we can only be buried in the sea of ​​fire along with that town."

Knowing that Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, is the most wanted criminal in the United States, they followed the clues and came to the slums in Brooklyn where he once lived, and are now gathering information in a tavern.

Although the FBI had come to search many times in advance and was still closely monitoring the house where the other party had lived, they still planned to try their luck here.

There's nothing we can do about it. It's just that they are so lucky that they bump into each other wherever they go.

Moreover, in order to provide support as quickly as possible this time, the Execution Bureau had already arranged a large number of personnel to wait nearby, and the strongest people were also among them.

It can be said that as long as the two brothers, the Bronze King and the Fire King, dare to show up again, the fastest knife in the world will behead them in an instant.

“I know, it’s just a complaint.

In this situation, with both the government and our secret party, the two brothers must be out of their minds to fall into the trap."

"Okay, no one in the bar dares to talk about Ronald Tang. Let's try our luck somewhere else." Finkel waved his hand and prepared to take the three funny guys for a walk in the slums.

Just as they got up to leave, the singer who was singing at the bar suddenly let out a scream, and then there was a sound of someone falling to the ground from the speakers.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the bar's resident singer lying on the ground with two people on top of him. It looked like a crazy fan had rushed onto the stage and was about to rape his idol.

Seeing this, the security guard rushed forward and tried to pull the man away. However, before he could reach out, a loud shout suddenly came from behind:
"Step aside!"

Without having time to think, the security guard who was running forward stopped and stepped aside.

People who hang out in the slums have their own set of survival rules. They will never risk their lives for insignificant people or get themselves into trouble!

Just as he stepped aside, a burly figure as ferocious as a hungry wolf passed by, with long silver-gray hair fluttering in the air like a wolf's tail.

The burly man kicked violently while running, and it looked like he was going to kick the two people who were pressing on the resident singer to death. If you didn't know, you would think he had some special relationship with the resident singer.

However, only Fingel knew who was the one who was pressing down on the unfortunate singer—Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire! Constantine!

Although they didn't know why the other party suddenly appeared, they had no time to hesitate now that they had met him. What if the other party reacted and directly took ordinary people hostage, then they would inevitably be restricted in what they could do.

Therefore, it is necessary to create a combat environment as soon as possible.

The moment he rushed out, the three News Department heroes had already pulled out their pistols and pulled the triggers, both to drive away the bar patrons and to send a signal to the Executive Bureau Commissioners waiting nearby:
The target has appeared, please provide support as soon as possible.

She was sitting on a soft sofa one second, and the next second she was lying on a man with thick chest hair wearing a vest.

Before Old Tang could react to what was happening, he sensed danger coming from the side and subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

boom--!
The strengthened body was very tough. Old Tang had even blocked the attack of a metal baseball bat with one arm before. But at this moment, facing Finkel's self-sacrificing kick, he flew out on the spot and crashed directly into the pile of musical instruments and speakers on the stage.

Seeing his brother being kicked away, Constantine became furious. He raised his hand to grab Finkel's ankle before he could retract it, and swung him hard, throwing him into the bar, where he hit the wine cabinet heavily.

Countless wine glasses and bottles were smashed to pieces with a clang, and the strong smell of alcohol spread instantly.

“Bang bang bang——!!!”

There were continuous gunshots behind them, and the three heroes of the News Department pulled the trigger at the same time at Old Tang who was lying in the pile of equipment.

It’s not that he didn’t want to attack Constantine, but he was stepping on an innocent person.

However, even if they avoided Constantine, the bullets they shot still stayed in the air.

The pale-faced young man raised his hand to stop the flying bullet. Red light surged in his palm, and the bullet frozen in mid-air was burned red in an instant, and might turn into molten iron.

He waved his hand back and the scalding bullet shot out in the direction it came from, at a terrifying speed even faster than the bullet fired from the gun.

Seeing this, Russell and the other two jumped to the side, avoiding the fatal threat, and the wall behind them was directly pierced.

"There's no need to reason with evil spirits. Come with me!"

Finkel got up from the ground, his clothes and hair were wet with wine, and he looked a little disheveled.

However, he did not hesitate for a moment. He stood up, took out a knife, and the moment he rushed out, it turned into the Night Killing Flame Demon Sword and slashed Constantine's neck.

Constantine was thrown into the battlefield unexpectedly and felt a little depressed. He didn't know why Xia Di suddenly turned against him, but this was obviously not the time to think about things.

He rolled sideways to avoid the oncoming two-meter-long sword, raised his hand and pulled, and the metal products in the bar were controlled by an invisible force and smashed towards Finkel.

Russell and the other two, who had just stood up from the ground and were about to continue shooting, had not yet had time to pull the trigger before the muzzle of the gun suddenly turned and pointed at Finkel. If they had not received professional training and reacted quickly, they would have shot their teammates on the battlefield.

Sensing that there were hidden weapons such as tables, chairs, knives and forks coming, Finkel grabbed the singer who was knocked unconscious and threw him in Russell's direction. At the same time, he turned around and swung his knife using the reaction force, cutting down all the hidden weapons. In his mind, Eva was counting down, and the principal driving an Aston Martin was about to arrive at the battlefield.

Finkel had no time to pay attention. After clearing the idle people, he wielded the Night Killing Flame Demon Sword once again, preparing to replicate the scene at the entrance of the town and suppress the Dragon King with his mortal body.

However, he made a mistake this time. Old Tang and Constantine had already reviewed the situation when they were escaping, and thought about how to deal with this guy with the dragon-slaying alchemical weapon.

The two brothers separated on both sides, flames continued to emerge from their hands, the bar was shrouded in high temperature, and the next second endless flames rose from the floor.

The floor cracked inch by inch, and flames bursting out from the cracks rushed straight to the ceiling, trapping Finkel directly in the flames.

The Word Spirit: Blazing!

The spirit of words: Heaven and earth are the furnace!
Since they can't control the Dark Demon Flame Sword, they'll just melt the person holding the sword!

You can resist ordinary fire, but what can you do to resist the temperature of thousands of degrees? !
Finkel tried to break through with force, but the metal objects he had cut off had been reshaped at some point, tightly wrapping around his feet and fixing them in place, making it impossible for him to move at all.

I can only endure this terrifying high temperature!
Russell and the other two who were far away wanted to rush forward to help, but were blasted away by Old Tang's Junyan, and fell on the street after breaking through the door of the bar.

Feeling severe pain all over their bodies, Russell and the other two struggled to get up from the ground.

At this moment, they realized how naive their previous thoughts were. That was the Dragon King. Even if the Dragon King had just awakened and was still in a weak state, he had the ability to easily defeat or even kill them.

"Kakakaka——"

The bar was already shaking from the horrific heat and the explosion, and was in danger of collapsing at any moment.

The residents of the slums had been alarmed by the noise and ran out to watch the excitement. Even when they saw the guns in the hands of the three men, they only moved a little further away, but their eyes were still fixed on this side.

What's more, he even ran home to get a camera to take pictures of the explosive scene, so that he could sell them to reporters in New York when the police arrived to clean up the situation.

Just when they were about to rush in again, a ferocious engine roar suddenly came from the end of the street, followed by the sound of high-speed tires rubbing against the ground during emergency braking.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a gorgeous convertible supercar suddenly rushing out in a drifting posture, with its four tires emitting thick smoke and leaving long charred ruts on the ground.

"Boom boom boom——"

The old man with meticulously combed long hair sitting in the driver's seat had a cold and fanatical look in his eyes. Veins bulged from his hands gripping the steering wheel, and his muscles were tense like a general heading for the battlefield.

The distance of a hundred meters was reached in a flash. Angers raised his hand and slapped the steering wheel. Two mechanical arms extended from the console. The moment Eva took over the control of the supercar, the old man in the white suit had already flown up, and his weathered eyes suddenly lit up with a golden light as bright as the sun.

The speed of the Aston Martin was close to stopping. Before the surrounding residents could even exclaim, and before the three News Department heroes who had noticed the reinforcements had faded from their faces, the furious Cang Lion had already rushed into the burning tavern like a hurricane!
The large folding knife in his hand flashed with a deadly cold light. Angé locked his eyes on the flaming figures on both sides of the stage and flew towards the nearest one.

At the same time, he raised a cold gun in his left hand and pulled the trigger without aiming. With a loud bang, the dark red bullet like red crystal drew a scarlet straight line and carved a vortex-shaped path in the flames.

Gunshots, people arrive!
The large folding knife of ancient shape cut through the flesh, ruptured the trachea and slit the carotid artery, leaving a trace of blood as it quietly fell behind him.

The tip of the knife approached Norton's vest, easily piercing through his thick coat, penetrating the flesh and avoiding the obstruction of the ribs. The twisted lines on the patterned steel knife seemed to be engraved with deep hatred, sinking inch by inch into the heart of this noble king.

"boom--!!!"

Norton's heart was pierced. Constantine, who was far away, showed a moment of surprise on his handsome face. Before sadness and anger could bloom in his eyes, his body suddenly leaned back as if hit by a sledgehammer, and a large amount of blood plasma burst out from the back of his head.

Holding his head that was falling helplessly and controlling the direction of the bloody fountain, the world's strongest dragon slayer took a deep breath of the air filled with blood and fire.

It was so hot that it seemed like it would burn his trachea and lungs, but he felt as comfortable as if he was drinking a glass of iced wine in the middle of summer.

"I just love the sound of blood splattering."

Boom boom boom——

Without the control of the monarch, the high temperature and flames accumulated by the heaven and earth as a furnace fell into disordered chaos, and no one knew whether it would disappear silently or explode with a loud bang in the next second.

Throwing the lifeless body in his arms away, Angers quickly rushed towards Finkel, who had just cut the floor with a long knife to regain his freedom.

Just like carrying a chick, he carried the world's fastest, most dangerous and most violent knife on his shoulder and rushed out of the tavern at the critical moment.

Boom——! ! !
With a deafening bang, the already shaky tavern was instantly engulfed by the horrific explosion.

When Finkel came to his senses, he was already leaning against the door of an Aston Martin on the side of the road, and the Dark Demon Blade in his hand had returned to the shape of a short sword.

"Am I here in time this time?"

With a "click", Angé, who was sitting in the driver's seat, lit a cigar, took a deep puff, and looked indescribably cool when he exhaled the smoke.

Glancing at the time displayed on the dashboard, it took less than ten seconds from getting off the car to the end of the battle.

Sure enough, he is not old yet and is still the strongest and fastest assassin in the world.

Finkel looked at the crowd still watching the explosion, and the three funny guys who were looking around for him. Finally, he set his sights on the old gentleman whose hair and suit were not messed up, and couldn't help but snorted:
"Not bad. If they were a step later, I would have killed them all."

……

"Just a little bit, just a little bit!"

In the Brooklyn villa area, the frightened Bronze and Fire King Old Tang stared at Xia Di who was sitting firmly on the sofa. He covered his neck with one hand, which seemed to have phantom pain, and made a gesture that the Koreans hated the most with his thumb and index finger:
"I almost died!"

Next to him, Constantine was sitting on the sofa in a daze, as if he had not yet recovered from the scene of his brother being killed and himself being shot in the head by the bullet made of the Philosopher's Stone.

Picking his ears, Xia Di said indifferently, "He is not dead.

If you think your fake death didn't work, I'll send you back to die for real?"

(End of this chapter)