Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 338 I'm too lazy to listen to your barking, go back to your doghouse.
"Long time no see, Wanzhi."

Zhao Xuzhen looked at the woman and smiled warmly.

Jiang Wanzhi didn't speak, but stood there with her arms crossed, quietly watching him and the group of people behind him.

One show-off, a bunch of show-offs, and a bunch of random passersby.

This group attracted a lot of attention, and everyone's eyes were on them. Jiang Wanzhi shook her head and said, "You guys are too high-profile."

The Solomon Temple adhered to the principle of being high-profile in personal conduct but low-profile in business and politics. Therefore, even though they fought tooth and nail with the wealthy landowners in England, their shady dealings behind the scenes remained unknown to the public.

Logically, Zhao Xuzhen should have kept a low profile when he came to win over Lu Mingfei, but he actually caused such a commotion.

If it were just the mixed-race forces within the country, that would be fine, but they are slower to connect with the modern information society and are not well-informed.

But now that Lu Mingfei is with the Secret Service, given the intelligence capabilities of Kassel College, they will surely be able to find out their whereabouts if they are prepared.

"It's alright, we're just trying to make contact with Lu Mingfei. It doesn't matter if the plan fails." Zhao Xuzhen smiled faintly, his gaze remaining fixed on Jiang Wanzhi's face.

His gaze made Jiang Wanzhi feel uneasy, as if a gecko was crawling on her face. She frowned and asked, "When are you planning to leave?"

“It’s not you, it’s us.” Zhao Xuzhen noticed the barely perceptible aversion in Jiang Wanzhi’s eyes, his lips curled slightly, and his eyes narrowed as if he were watching a rabbit struggling in a trap.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanzhi nodded silently without asking why.

This was an order from the organization, and the man in front of her was her fiancé assigned to her by the organization, and she had no intention of resisting yet.

The flight from Shanghai to Fuzhou took off, the first-class cabin filled with fragrance, and Jiang Wanzhi and Zhao Xuzhen sat in the front row.

Even though Jiang Wanzhi left the Solomon Temple after coming of age and chose to return to her country, her status within the organization was not high. However, Zhao Xuzhen was a highly regarded young talent, and his status was now vastly different from before. As Zhao Xuzhen's future spouse, her status also rose accordingly.

Of course, all of this depends on her obediently following the arrangements and giving birth to excellent offspring for Zhao Xuzhen. Otherwise, even those sluts in the back who are inferior to her in terms of bloodline and appearance will not hesitate to take action against her.

"According to intelligence, the only person worth noting around Lu Mingfei is an S-level executive officer from the Secret Party." Zhao Xuzhen didn't take Chu Zihang, the new generation of invincible close combat expert in Kassel, who single-handedly defeated ten opponents without even messing up his hair, seriously. He despised brutes who only knew how to solve problems with force.

Cheng Shuangfan is worth noting, as he is very active in Europe and America. He was responsible for the capture of Lilith the Dragon Girl. He is an experienced hunter with excellent bloodline.

The Temple of Solomon attempted to contact him, sending some beautiful mixed-race women to spend a pleasant night with him and have a short-term, purely physical relationship.

But this guy, who's been involved in Western circles for so long, still maintains a clean and virtuous lifestyle, so we had no choice but to give up.

Zhao Xuzhen had never dealt with Cheng Shuangfan before, but he knew him to some extent. Before the trip, the organization specially formulated corresponding countermeasures for him to ensure that he would not have time to come forward and obstruct.

As for Lu Mingfei, judging from his resume alone, he is a completely repressed virgin who is obsessed with a naive and artistic girl, and then quickly gets involved with the rich heiress of the Snake Clan after arriving in Japan.

Zhao Xuzhen, with his petty mind, judged the gentleman's heart and was convinced that the Snake Clan had used a honey trap to successfully ensnare the teenage boy who longed for love.

According to reports from spies, there were nearly a thousand corpses, numerous large weapons, and potent poisons at the scene of Bai Wang's death, indicating that Lu Mingfei's success in killing the god was not due to his own efforts.

He was indeed powerful, with the ability to kill with a single blow, but his success was also inseparable from the assistance of the Snake Clan.

The disappearance of the White King's remains was most likely due to the Snake Clan's prior preparations for their recovery. In return, Lu Mingfei was allowed to win the heart of the beauty.

It must be said that Zhao Xuzhen, by looking at the issue from his own unique perspective, managed to make sense of some things that the outside world had not yet figured out.

If the Serpent Clan could succeed, why couldn't the Solomon Temple do the same?

Jiang Wanzhi listened to his analysis, her face remaining calm, but inwardly she couldn't help but roll her eyes wildly.

She disliked Zhao Xuzhen, not only because of the organization's forced arrangement, but also because of his personality.

Although Zhao Xuzhen always appeared very patient and gentlemanly in front of him, he was actually strong and domineering. Despite being of mixed Eastern and Western descent, he had the stereotypical image of a Western old white man, always looking down on this and that.

Their attitude was just like that of those who fled to America, belittling and looking down on Chinese people and things, and treating the lower-level members of the organization like commodities.

Jiang Wanzhi earned his special attention for two reasons: first, her life had been given a second time by the Solomon Temple, making her one of his own, a reborn member of the organization; second, they had grown up together, received training and education together, and he believed he could assimilate her and move towards glorious evolution together.

Therefore, listening to his seemingly objective but actually subjective analysis, Jiang Wanzhi completely ignored him and treated it as nonsense.

However, she knew how terrifying Zhao Xuzhen's Word of Power was. It was an ability that could silently drag people into an illusion and manipulate them at will. Even with a strong heart and will, it was difficult to break free from the illusion.

If Lu Mingfei's willpower is not strong enough, then no matter how powerful his combat strength is, he will be manipulated by Zhao Xuzhen.

After all, Zhao Xuzhen is a natural candidate to become a knight among the new generation of the Solomon Temple Society; he is a super hybrid created artificially.

For centuries, the Temple of Solomon has paired specific mixed-race individuals to produce offspring with superior bloodlines.

After countless years of purposeful accumulation of bloodline advantages, Zhao Xuzhen's bloodline is now a crystallization of the superior genes of more than ten generations of mixed-race individuals.

From the moment I met him, he was number one among his peers, an overwhelmingly powerful figure.

The elders of the Temple Order once asserted that he possessed combat strength no less than that of a pure-blooded dragon, and that once he became a knight, he would surely become a new leading figure.

Yet this powerful Zhao Xuzhen had to travel thousands of miles to China to "select a concubine" for a child who wasn't even an adult yet, and might even have to sacrifice himself...

Therefore, how could he not harbor resentment?

Jiang Wanzhi chattered on and on, but her reaction was neither enthusiastic nor indifferent, just a faint sense of perfunctoriness. Yet Zhao Xuzhen was completely swayed by this; things that were too easy to get didn't give him a sense of conquest.

Like the beautiful secretary next to me with her big, wavy hair and a curvy figure, she's just a tool for sexual release.

As the sun sets and night falls, the city lights shine brightly.

Soon, the plane landed at Changle International Airport.

A fleet of Mercedes-Benz vans was already waiting outside the airport. Zhao Xuzhen, Jiang Wanzhi, and the "concubine" who was about to "meet the emperor" got into the cars. Only individuals with dragon blood were qualified to accompany the remaining bodyguards. The long black dragon sped along the highway, heading towards the coastal city where hidden talents resided.

Meanwhile, at the Regent Hotel, Fingel was also awakened by a pleasant cell phone ringtone. He opened his sleepy eyes, picked up his phone, and saw that it was Eva saying that the Solomon Temple Order members had arrived and were on their way.

Without a second thought, Fingel sent a message to Lu Mingfei and buried his head back in the pillow.

The fish soup in the morning was so delicious that the chef even added some nourishing tonics. I was so energetic that I didn't fall asleep until the afternoon. It's really tough on single people.

Although Lao Tang was dragged out shopping by Longma Xun, Chu Zihang was having a secret rendezvous with Xia Mi, and Lu Mingfei and Erii went to move things, he was free to do whatever he wanted. But in the end, he still chose to go to the gym and compete with several muscle giants in weightlifting until he was drenched in sweat before stopping.

Upon receiving the message, Lu Mingfei didn't hesitate and forwarded it directly to Zhou Minhao, thinking that there was plenty of manpower available, so why not make use of it?

Zhou Minhao did not follow the pervert's lead and track Lu Mingfei. After receiving the news, he did not ask where it came from. He went to the hotel lobby alone and waited for the unwelcome guest to arrive.

He doesn't need to intercept or warn them halfway; he only needs to sit here and reveal his identity. If Zhao Xuzhen and the Solomon Temple don't want to fight the Zhou family to the end, they will obediently retreat.

The Zhou family can't interfere with normal business activities, but if they want to infiltrate and steal the bloodline of the fine sons of China, then sorry, we have to deal with them.

Of course, he also came in a hurry, and the situation in the mountain city was quite important, so he was unable to bring the family's divine artifact. He might be at a disadvantage when facing those foreigners outside.

It's better to stay in the hotel; with so many people around, they won't dare to move around.

Moreover, there was a gray-haired foreigner upstairs who hadn't gone out. He looked older than him, and judging from how he was lifting weights today, he clearly had a lot of strength to spare, which was perfect for beating up those fake foreigners.

With that in mind, he ordered a lavish dinner for the presidential suite and had it brought up to the hotel.

Because he had met and greeted Lu Mingfei and Erii when they were moving their things, they were clearly acquaintances, and the receptionist did not refuse them entry.

But just as he was waiting for the enemy, something unexpected happened.

Zhao Xuzhen's black car convoy encountered Gao Mi and Wan Boqian, who were out searching, on the way. So many hybrids suddenly entered the domain of the Word Spirit Bloodline Jigsaw, one of whom had a particularly strong resonance. It was completely unlike a human and its bloodline was suspected to be even purer than Shao Nanyin's. Wan Boqian almost turned into a stressed kitten and started hissing frantically.

A dozen or so hybrids and a creature that appeared to be a high-level dragon attacked. Gao Mi locked onto the target immediately and reported it to her superiors. Cheng Shuangfan immediately called for the hunting team to assemble and also called Chu Zihang to ask if he wanted to come and see Uncle Cheng display his prowess.

Chu Zihang, who had been kept at home by Xia Mi for an afternoon doing preschool tutoring and had been tricked out of a lot of information, finally found a chance to escape. Unexpectedly, Xia Mi used all her cute and charming tricks after hearing this and wanted to come along to see what was going on, promising to stay far away and never get close to the source of danger.

Chu Zihang knew how strong she was. Even if he didn't agree, she would definitely sneak over. He might as well just leave her next to Wan Boqian and let her be the latter's bodyguard.

As a result, Zhao Xuzhen and his group were stopped halfway there.

Just as he was pondering how to seize Lu Mingfei's weakness and test him severely, and refine his ancestral chromosome, and then have a candlelight dinner and drink Lafite with Jiang Wanzhi after it was all done, he was unexpectedly stopped halfway!
Zhao Xuzhen narrowed his eyes as he looked at the military green jeep and the taxi with license plates blocking his way, but he did not get out of the car immediately, waiting for the bodyguards in front to clear the way.

Traffic on this section of road is not heavy. Cheng Shuangfan arranged for it to be temporarily closed under the pretext of emergency repairs. There is no need to worry about affecting innocent pedestrians. In fact, if the problem is resolved as soon as possible, it will not cause too much trouble for citizens' travel.

He's a pureblood dragon, and he's experienced fighting them in Europe and America.

Of course, the most important thing is that Lu Mingfei is in this city. If there is any sign of collapse or retreat, he can make a phone call to let those damned dragons know what "Feilai" means!
The headset crackled with the message that the sniper was in position and the signal jammer was activated. Cheng Shuangfan, a cigar dangling from her lips, pushed open the door and stepped out unarmed.

The dragons of today are very cunning. Some of them have been mingling in human society for many years and are adept at using the internet. If they were to film themselves getting out of a vehicle with a weapon and upload the footage online, or even do a live stream, things would definitely be difficult to handle.

Gao Mi and Wan Boqian are outside the signal jammer's operating range, so Lu Mingfei will receive a message immediately if any unexpected situation occurs.

Two bodyguards got out of the car and walked forward with unfriendly expressions, ready to first be polite and then force Cheng Shuangfan to choose whether to obediently cooperate in moving the car or for them to help lift the car into the ditch.

Cheng Shuangfan merely glanced at them indifferently, slowly cut open a cigar with a knife, lit it with a lighter, and exhaled a cloud of smoke into their faces.
"I don't want to waste my breath on you. Let your master come out."

Wan Boqian said that the group of more than 20 people were mostly mixed-race, with only one being a pure-blooded dragon, who was in the second vehicle.

These words displeased the two bodyguards; the formalities had been completed, and it was time to use force.

But just as the two were about to make their move, Zhao Xuzhen's voice rang out: "Stop."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two bodyguards stopped what they were doing and retreated to the back of the car.

Cheng Shuangfan flicked her cigar, looked up at the man getting out of the car, and was slightly surprised. It was him.

"Long time no see, Commissioner Cheng."

Zhao Xuzhen walked up and stopped, giving Cheng Shuangfan a smile that showed his joy at reuniting with an old friend, but he did not shake hands with her.

Cheng Shuangfan naturally wouldn't shake hands with him.

He knew who the other person was, which organization they belonged to, and instantly deduced their purpose for being there. He put his cigar aside and looked at him indifferently.
"Indeed, I didn't expect to see you here."

"So, Commissioner Cheng, you mean this whole setup wasn't prepared for me?" Zhao Xuzhen asked.

"It wasn't before, but it is now." Although they failed to catch the mastermind behind it all, it's still a good thing that they were able to stop the Shura Temple guys from poaching their members.

"The Secret Party always loves to meddle in other people's business," Zhao Xuzhen said without changing his expression. "Weren't you warned by the mixed-race families in China before for overstepping your bounds?"

“No matter how far we reach, it’s all for the purpose of eliminating dragons.” Cheng Shuangfan’s eyes and tone turned icy. “Besides, this is our own business, and you, this fake foreigner, have no right to interfere.”

He spoke without any politeness, after all, the person in front of him was a ravenous wolf who would devour people without spitting out the bones, and had targeted Chinese companies' overseas investments quite a bit.

When fellow villagers meet, they'll stab each other with a knife; that's exactly the kind of person they are.

"So there's nothing to talk about?" Zhao Xuzhen's smile slowly faded.

Cheng Shuangfan flicked her cigar away and chose the extreme of bad breath: "I can't be bothered to listen to your barking. Go back to your doghouse."

(End of this chapter)