Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 29: Blood-stained skirt, coming to the appointment
Xia Mo raised her hand and gripped the trigger of the trophy Glock 17. A tiny flame flashed at the muzzle and brass bullets were fired one after another.

Bang-bang-!
The rosy skeleton, who was stunned for a moment by Xia Mo's charming smile, was hit in the middle of his eyebrows and fell backwards.

“[Return to Tranquility]: 6/10”

Oliver yelled, suppress fire!

He and Jones emptied the magazines in their pistols while looking for cover.

Xia Mo dodged one by one, and her golden eyes suddenly ignited. They were hotter than Oliver and Jones, like lava.

The speed of the bullet slowed down in her eyes, but the speed of her body increased dramatically.

Although the mercury-free bullet could not penetrate Xia Mo's bones, it would be very painful. Besides, she had an appointment to attend a high-end candlelight dinner, so she had to pay attention to her appearance.

At this time, Xia Mo heard a low dragon language. Except for dragons, no other creature could understand this obscure and grand language.

Xia Mo heard it clearly.

Words. Hypnosis.

The invisible spiritual hand tried to invade Xia Mo's mind. She looked back and glared at him coldly, which frightened Jones so much that his soul left his body and his spirit collapsed instantly.

Xia Mo noticed the butterfly bone on Jones' neck and smiled again, without any warmth on her face.

Oliver touched the FNP90 submachine gun behind the sofa, but found that the magazine had been removed at some point. Among the three people killed by Xia Mo in the dark, one happened to be Mullin, who was using the FNP90.

There were hurried footsteps on the other side of the door. It was George. He just walked outside and stuck his head out, but was scared back by Jude Mai's warning shot.

"George! Use your words!" Oliver roared.

Xia Mo can dodge bullets, but they can't. Hot weapons have lost their dominance on the battlefield. In this regard, flesh-and-blood combat during primitive conflicts is more applicable.

Xia Mo heard an ancient voice.

The spirit of words. The king’s servant.

In ancient times, the dragons used this word to inspire the humans and even beasts who were loyal to them and strengthened them into an army.

At the same time, Oliver recites the dragon language, and the ghost of words wins!
The King's Servant and Oni Victory are both words that enhance physical fitness, showing an effect of 1+1>2.

Originally, Oliver's bloodline was only B+ grade, but at this moment his aura was no less than that of an A-grade Deadpool, with muscular body and protruding back. He bent over with his head lowered, his golden pupils were bloodshot, and his roar was like that of a bloodthirsty beast.

Jones has also been strengthened, but his aura is far inferior to Oliver's. This is the gap in will and bloodline. However, if Kassel College were to handle it, it would need to send an A-level specialist.

Unlike Oliver and Jones who were ready to go, Xia Mo looked relaxed and calm.

The former was fighting desperately, but in Xia Mo's view, it was just the dying struggle of a few little Karami.

Xia Mo threw away the Glock 17 and reached out to her thigh under her skirt, where there was a bandage. She pulled out the fish intestine, which was an assassin's sword. Xia Mo didn't have a suitable long weapon at this moment, so she had to use this as a substitute.

The fish intestines turned over under the light, shining coldly. Oliver and Jones pounced on Xia Mo at the same time. Their strengthened muscles could block bullets, and their bones were even harder, enough to break a tree that three people could hug together.

The tiger steps forward with the momentum of a brave porcupine charging, and the roar is deafening.

At this time, dodging was the best way, but Xia Mo did not dodge but advanced instead. The sound of bones joining together came from her body, like a cannonball fired from a gun, bursting out briefly and colliding with the two crazy trapped beasts.

……

Aspasia Restaurant was a French businessman's villa before liberation. Aspasia bought it and renovated it, retaining the old elm wood floor and demolishing all four walls to replace them with floor-to-ceiling windows.

The rooms were connected and the floor slabs were demolished. Looking up, there is an eight-meter-high dome. A huge chandelier hangs on the old wooden beams that are nearly a hundred years old.

Xia Mi and Ange sat opposite each other, two silver candles were lit, and the chandelier on the ceiling was extinguished, creating a sense of mystery.

Not far to the left, a huge ancient ship stands upright, with its bow touching the roof. It is a sunken ship from the Ming Dynasty, which Aspasia salvaged and used as a wine cabinet in a unique way.

On the right was a huge window, outside of which was a tree-lined avenue, and beyond the tree-lined avenue was a small river. The rain was beating loudly on the glass.

Aspasia was reserved tonight, with only three guests, and the atmosphere was quiet. Angers even asked Xia Mi if she wanted to listen to some music. The song he recommended was retro, and people in the last century liked it.

Xia Mi had a faint smile on her face and talked elegantly with Ange. They praised each other's looks with sincerity.

The girl-next-door mode is not suitable for high-end dinners, as it is easy to be mistaken for a jungle bumpkin, so Xia Mi switches to the socialite mode, with every frown and smile showing her charming demeanor.

But whether it is a high-end restaurant or a roadside stall, Xia Mi and Ange obviously know one thing.

Don’t start eating until everyone is here.

Xia Mi glanced at the lamb chops, cheese, truffles, foie gras and caviar on the table and said apologetically that she was on the way because she had something urgent to do and the stray cats she was feeding were going to give birth to eight litters and she needed encouragement. Xia Mo named the strong mother Ms. Mary.

Ange praised Xia Mo's love and asked if the reason could be a little more ridiculous?
Xia Mi winked.

……

Xia Mo wrestled with Oliver with her bare hands. Her petite body looked incredibly strong and her wrists were so flexible that they twisted Oliver's thick arms into a knot, and there was a sound of bones breaking and snapping.

Oliver screamed.

……

Angé said that he believed Xia Mo would not breach the contract and must have been delayed by something important.

Xia Milian said yes.

……

Yuchang cut Jones's tendons precisely, which was as pleasing to the eye as butchering an ox. A large amount of blood was smeared on the wall. Xia Mo kicked Oliver, whose kinetic energy was comparable to that of a rhinoceros. The other party flew out and knocked down the furniture.

……

"Before the real boss comes, we can talk. Xia Mi, are you interested in skipping a grade? Come to Kassel College with your sister."

At Shilan Middle School, Xia Mi finished her speech and met with Angé and others after stepping down from the stage.

Xia Mi's acting skills exploded, showing her unfamiliarity and respect for the British gentleman grandfather, and asked Uncle Ange what he wanted her to do?
Uncle Ange said that you can call me the principal, or Uncle Ange, but you don’t have to. Oh oh.

Angers stated his purpose of coming. He had visited your school and was optimistic about Xia Mo. He felt sorry that Xia Mo did not come to school, but Xia Mi was her sister, so he hoped to convey her intention to enroll her.

Xia Mi asked curiously what Kassel College looked like?
Angers took out an enrollment brochure.

Xia Mi looked over.

Successful people, top homes.

The charming courtyard enjoys a beautiful view of the water.

Enjoy the supreme nobility.

...Of course not. The admissions brochure showed some pictures of Kassel College’s campus, including Western-style buildings, a clear blue inner lake, and some school entertainment, such as the annual sailing competition, the free day, etc.

Ange calmly stated the conditions that impressed many families. Xia Mo was very outstanding and could receive a full scholarship of 40,000 US dollars.

He has the right to say that because he is the principal.

Xia Mi's eyes lit up and she quickly said that she must convey it.

Now Xia Mi laughed at Angers invitation to her.

Principal, it’s fine that you’re looking for my sister, but you’re also looking for me, a freshman in high school. It’s really scary.

Angé shook the 1997 Margaux in the goblet, looked at the bright red liquid under the light, and spoke.

"You and your sister are very special."

Xia Mi was slightly stunned.

In her sight, Angers lead-gray eyes lit up with a dazzling golden color.

……

Xia Mo bent down, stepped on Oliver's head, and pointed the muzzle of the black CZ83 pistol at his temple.

"Goodbye."

"boom--"

Then, Xia Mo turned her head and looked at the frightened George and Jones, like a lion staring at its prey, her golden eyes were calm, but full of murderous intent.

……

An excited expression appeared on Xia Mi's face, as if she had seen a comrade, and she said happily.

"Principal! You're just like us!"

"Shh..." Ange made a gesture to keep quiet.

He observed Xia Mi's facial expression. Some of it showed surprise, rather than fear of having her secret exposed. Before coming to Aspasia, the academy sent her an inspection report.

Xia Mi is not an ordinary person, she is a half-blood, not a pure-blooded dragon.

Suspicion is temporarily lifted.

Originally, Xia Mi was suspected because of Xia Mo.

So, where is Xia Mo who is unknown?
Is she mixed race too?

Xia Mi and Xia Mo thought that this was a Hongmen Banquet, but Angé went alone. He booked the whole place because he was worried that Xia Mo might be a dragon and take hostages to threaten him.

Angers gentle voice reveals a hidden world to Xia Mi, the history of hybrids and dragons.

Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki were watching nearby, and the servants were also sent out, so no one would hear this conversation.

Xia Mi was speechless, obviously shocked.

Afterwards, Xia Mi said intermittently that she had been different since she was a child and was thought to be a monster. Now she had finally found new compatriots. She wiped her tears and looked pitiful.

"Principal, you are looking for Xia Mo and me because we are both mixed-race and we are a family," Xia Mi asked.

"Yes. We are compatriots." Ange said softly.

Ange thought.

Xia Mo is not here.

Could it be that she seduced Xia Mi through the charm of the dragon race? This is not an isolated case. Pure-blooded dragons are a belief for some hybrids, and they will betray their compatriots for the sake of their enemies.

Now that Xia Mo realized that the truth had been revealed, she asked Xia Mi to restrain her, and she ran away alone?
Norma has been monitoring all traffic in Rongcheng, she can't escape!
"Can you tell me how you and Xia Mo met? You are not sisters by blood, right? Sorry, for Kassel College's admissions, it is necessary to know your background in order to prevent potential dangers." Angé said.

"Why ask my dear sister? I can ask you if I want to. I remember the details of our life together better than she does."

A chuckle came from outside the door.

Xia Mi and Ange looked at the same time. It was raining heavily outside. A girl was holding a black umbrella and rain was flowing down the edge.

Behind her was a gray-black rain curtain, and she herself was a bright color.

The girl folded her umbrella and put it aside, then walked in wearing white high heels that made crisp tapping sounds on the wooden floor. She was wearing a light blue dress that looked as beautiful as a blooming iris.

"Nice to meet you, Principal Ange. I'm Xia Mo."

Xia Mora pinched the hem of her skirt, bowed slightly, and said politely.

The corners of her dress were soaked with scarlet that could not be washed away by the rain.

This was contracted forty minutes ago.

(End of this chapter)