Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

Jiang Shouyun glanced at the mixed-races who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands and being controlled by the school work department.

He had only seen this kind of scene in bank robberies in American TV series before. This group of brightly dressed people looked really skilled.

"This..." Commissioner Nelson looked at them and couldn't help but twitching his lips.

Especially after seeing the two unlucky guys with their arms chopped off, I recognized their identities as members of a small mixed-race family.

The two men's arms were cut very flat, and it was obvious at first glance that they had been chopped off by someone.

Kassel College is about human rights. The severed hand was carefully picked up by the school administration and put into an ice bucket to freeze.

Most of the spiritual pressure exerted by Jiang Shouyun dissipated, and the pale-faced guests also came to their senses.

"Damn it! Are you from Cassel College? You..."

A middle-aged man stood up suddenly and subconsciously pointed at Jiang Shouyun.

But after seeing his cold eyes, he shrank his neck and pointed at Nelson, and shouted angrily: "You are not qualified to deal with us, send us away now!"

idiot! After I leave, I must let you...

Just when the man was secretly resenting and cursing in his heart.

"Not qualified?" Jiang Shouyun raised his eyebrows and raised his index finger slightly on the handle of the knife.

Poof! !

In an instant, an incredible scene happened to the middle-aged man.

The black suit and white shirt exploded into hundreds of rags and scattered in all directions. The body was completely exposed, leaving only the starched collar, and the carefully trimmed beard falling in the wind.

The naked middle-aged man looked around blankly and heard a small crack in his skin, so clear, and then the crack became longer and longer, spanning the entire face, and blood lines slowly appeared.

"Your beard is really ugly. It reminds me of the villain in the anti-Japanese drama." The light of the long knife in Jiang Shouyun's hand flashed, and he chuckled, "Under certain circumstances, I can also have a bit of national plot."

There was dead silence in the auction house, only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

The biting cold air still lingered in the throat of the Japanese with the mustache.

"Ho ho..." He covered his neck and breathed heavily. His shirt was soaked with cold sweat. The sweat mixed with blood and flowed down, staining the cuffs of his shirt red.

However, Jiang Shouyun still spared his life, only destroying his vocal cords.

"Ahem, if we follow the regulations in the Abrahamic Contract, all of these people will be sent to a mixed-race prison."

Nelson's eyes twitched, and he lowered his voice and said sideways: "But, the forces behind these mixed races are very complicated..."

"I understand." Jiang Shouyun curled his lips, "The law does not punish the public."

Nelson scratched his head and looked a little embarrassed.

We can't really send these mixed-race people with backgrounds to prison, right?

The best way to deal with it is to let them contact the forces behind it to redeem people.

"However, if it's this person, maybe it's really feasible." Nelson took a deep look at the "S" class next to him.

He tried his best to recall the moment when the other party swung the sword.

He was once an elite of that generation, a dragon-slaying reserve with excellent bloodline, and his vision and hearing were naturally very sharp.

He is a very good shooter and can easily hit a target one kilometer away with an ordinary military rifle without optical sights.

But the scene just now was still not clear, and it seemed that it was cut out of thin air for a while.

Moreover, as a senior commissioner who has graduated for many years, he naturally understands what that pressure means.

According to the legends of the ancestors, dragon slayers cannot look directly into the eyes of dragons, because looking directly at such creatures will destroy the hearts of anyone who is not determined, and even destroy their souls.

That's... Longwei!

The dragon bloodline itself is not actually a deterrent. What is really a deterrent is the so-called spiritual realm.

However, the spiritual realm that envelopes the entire auction house is not something that ordinary hybrids can possess.

Only those who have truly stepped into the dragon battlefield will know how terrifying the power he displayed is.

This level of mental intensity is definitely far stronger than that of ordinary A-level hybrids. At first, Nelson felt like looking directly at a real pure-blood ancient dragon!

If this level of spiritual realm could be compressed, it could even begin to affect the material world, right?

If the other party really wants to forcibly clear the place, I'm afraid everyone will become fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by him motionless.

Thinking of this, Nelson shuddered.

This feeling of life being controlled by outsiders and possibly passing away at any time is really frightening.

"This feeling..." Jiang Shouyun suddenly raised his head and looked outside, frowned and said to Nelson beside him, "I'll leave this place to you."

After that, he didn't care about the tool man's hesitation, and walked out of the auction house and onto the deck.

Chu Zihang beside him followed him out without hesitation. Caesar hesitated for a moment before putting on his windbreaker and going out.

There was no warm sunshine on the deck, only the biting icy wind.

Generally speaking, guests only come to the deck and stand for five minutes when they want to breathe. After all, this is a polar cruise, not a Caribbean cruise.

But now it can be seen that many people have gathered on the deck, all of them are strange guys with doubtful identities or suspicious behavior. The entire ship is controlled by people from Cassel Academy and the Secret Party.

The guests were still dressed in fancy dresses, which could barely resist the cold wind. The dealers were wrapped in cold-proof clothes, with their bare legs exposed underneath, and they were all shivering from the cold.

However, they all looked up at the sky in unison, seemingly ignoring the cold wind for the time being.

Because the scene in front of me is so gorgeous.

Dozens and hundreds of light cyan aurora hung under the pitch-black sky, changing unpredictably, like a long skirt that could cover the entire sky, with its edges decorated with the thinnest light cyan silk.

"Oh! It seems we are finally lucky!" Caesar raised his head and praised softly, "I wish I had a camera at hand now. I can take pictures and post them on the forum."

This rare phenomenon is called the "God's skirt" by the Arctic Eskimos. Those Eskimos are proud to see the God's skirt once in their lives.

Ordinary auroras are not qualified to use this name. They must be auroras that fill the sky and remain in a near-stationary state for a long time, just like a goddess's long dress hanging in the night sky.

"Caesar, it seems you didn't pay attention in class."

Jiang Shouyun shook his head and whispered: "Auroras are formed by atmospheric ionization. Such a grand aurora shows that the high altitude is densely covered with high-energy particle flows at this moment. The extremely chaotic high-energy particle flow shows that the element flow in the Greenland Sea is extremely chaotic."

"Fingel can't be contacted." Chu Zihang frowned slightly and put down the hand holding the headset. "Such a strong ionization phenomenon may affect satellite communications."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Shouyun suddenly smiled and said meaningfully: "The skirt of God."

"That means we found the right one, doesn't it?"