Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 271 Everyone is a ghoul!

Stormy weather, an underground safe house somewhere in Tokyo.

Herzog, who was covered in bruises and bruises, hung up the phone with a gloomy look, picked up a syringe filled with colorful liquid, and slowly injected it into his body.

The medicine in the syringe is his latest development of dragon blood evolution medicine, which can effectively increase the strength of dragon blood in the hybrid body, enhance vitality, and speed up the body's healing speed, but it also has quite serious side effects.

If the vitality of a hybrid is compared to a fire, then this potion is equivalent to a powerful combustion accelerant, causing the flames to expand instantly and turn into a raging force. However, the burning of the flame requires fuel, and this fuel is the hybrid life span.

Herzog originally did not want to inject this life-threatening evolutionary drug into his body, but the previous battle with Fingel had injured him too seriously. There was no way to cure it with ordinary medical methods. He could only rely on dragon The blood lingers.

"Damn it, how could there be so many monsters in Tokyo..." Herzog gritted his teeth with a ferocious expression.

Just now, although Yuan Zhisheng had agreed to retreat with the members of the eight Sheqi families, Herzog was keenly aware of some changes in Yuan Zhisheng's attitude, which made Herzog feel a vague feeling in his heart. A mixture of irritability and restlessness.

He suddenly felt that the situation seemed to be beyond his control again, and some unexpected changes would occur.

"Sure enough, Yuan Zhisheng should not be allowed to know about the Gattuso family, but there is no other way."

Herzog crushed the empty needle in his hand.

He knew Yuan's naive character, a hopeless stupid boy who would make all sacrifices for some damn righteous cause.

Previously, Herzog liked Yuan Zhisheng's character very much.

Because this kind of stupid child is best controlled. As long as he uses his father's identity and misinterprets justice, he can be tricked into turning him into a knife that obeys orders.

However, this character now gives Herzog a headache.

The so-called righteousness made it impossible for Yuan Zhisheng to evacuate from that sea area without reason, but Herzog couldn't let that fool lead all the elites of the Sheqi Eight Family to die there!
In order to prevent Yuan Zhisheng from annihilating the eight Sheqi families, Herzog had no choice but to reveal the information about the Gattuso family, so that Yuan Zhisheng would be willing to retreat.

But if Yuan Zhisheng knows that he has colluded with the Gattuso family, many unexpected variables will arise, and it will also make the adults of the Gattuso family dissatisfied...

Thinking of this, Herzog couldn't help but fell silent. His thoughts were racing in his mind. He weighed the pros and cons, considered the profits and losses, and finally came to a conclusion.

Everything in Gattuso's family, including that adult, was nothing more than an aid to his ascension to the throne.

I have endured hardships and relied on others for more than 20 years, but I have been working hard for a brighter future...

"Besides, the Sheqi family is my Sheqi family!"

"All elites, including Minamoto Chisheng, are my property. They can die, but they only die for me, not for the damn righteousness or the safety of Tokyo residents!" Herzog thought in his heart. roar.

He is an absolute egoist, and everyone in the world is nothing but food to him.

Everyone is a ghoul, quietly eating or being eaten.

In essence, the so-called strong are just victors who eat the flesh and blood of the weak to strengthen themselves, just like the Eight Sheqi Family.

They rely on the annual donations from all the gangs in Japan to maintain their operations. Where does the money from those gangs come from?
It is nothing more than relying on the stolen money of his subordinates, the protection fees and money from women in the flesh business, and other illegal gains from deception and abduction.

The way the strong survive is just to insert their roots into the bodies of the weak and suck their blood silently all the time. This is the law of the world. The strong are daggers, the weak are fish and meat, and the humble sacrifice their flesh and blood to the strong. If you are not willing to be eaten by others...then eat others first.

Herzog took a deep breath and buried himself in the darkness where he couldn't even see his fingers.

"Pompeii Gattuso, I will eat you first and use your flesh and blood to build the throne of my new era."

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At this time, Xumizuo on the sea.

The raging fire was burning crazily on the surrounding sea surface. The corpse guards were jumping in the burning sea surface, and the flames were licking their bodies.

In order for the members on the Xumizuo to evacuate safely, Yuan Zhisheng ordered the mobilization of a 10,000-ton cruise ship. The cruise ship sprinkled a thick layer of fuel on the sea, and then ignited, creating a hellish flame.

But Yuan Zhisheng knew that these flames were not fatal to the corpse guards, and could only have a delaying effect. If they evacuated rashly, they would only cause unimaginable casualties.

Yuan Zhisheng stood on the top of a Xumizuo, his long windbreaker stained with blood swaying in the strong wind.

He knew that someone had to stay behind, otherwise there would be no lifeboat or helicopter to leave this hell.

Whether to let the members of the Eight Sheqi Clan use their flesh and blood and guns to delay, or to stay alone to end the fight, the choice was very simple for Yuan Zhisheng, and there was no need to hesitate.

He took a deep breath and turned to look at Sakura beside him.

"Sakura, issue an order to abandon the Sumeru Seat. You and Yasha Crow will take all the surviving family members to the bottom of the Sumeru Seat. Once I send the signal, immediately lower the survival boat and leave this sea area as quickly as possible."

Sakura's fair face was stained with Shishou's blood, revealing a coquettish red color.

She heard what Yuan Zhisheng meant, and her pale lips instantly pursed into a straight line.

"I understand, young master, but I will stay with you."

Sakura's tone was like wielding a sword to cut through iron, decisive and unquestionable.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Yuan Zhisheng's face, but it quickly turned serious.

"Sakura, I am the young master of the Sheqi Eighth Family, and you are my retainer. All you need to do is obey the orders and not make your own decisions. Take Crow and Yasha to the bottom quickly and prepare to evacuate."

Sakura lowered her head and said nothing, like a stubborn child who refused to listen to adults.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhisheng felt helpless.

He pondered for a long time, and finally reached out his hand, gently stroked Sakura's hair, and said softly: "Don't worry about me, I am the emperor of the eight Sheqi families. These corpse guards cannot keep me, and there is nothing I can do." Just delay them for a while, and they will catch up with you soon."

"You guys really have a leisurely and elegant attitude. Are you still acting like a bloody romance drama at such a critical moment of life and death?"

A chuckle suddenly sounded from the darkness along with the roar of the engine.

Yuan Zhisheng’s expression changed!
(End of this chapter)