He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

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The Encounters of Spencer's Squad 180

This is a memory from ancient times, an instinctive fear of dragons engraved in our genes!

"I'm scared? What... what a joke! I'm an elite member of the Spencer family!" The hook-nosed middle-aged man frowned, still believing that he held absolute dominance.

"What frightens me... must be the suppression of bloodline! My bloodline is A-grade, could the other side be an S-grade hybrid?" The middle-aged man with the hooked nose revealed a hint of surprise.

“S-rank is useless! It’s not even enough for me to shoot!” The man glanced at his belt without leaving a trace. He knew very well that there was a Philosopher’s Stone bullet in his belt.

For any creature with dragon blood, the Philosopher's Stone is a deadly weapon! Even an S-class hybrid... one shot, and even if it survives by chance, it will be crippled!

This bullet was specially approved by the head of the Spencer family. Before the mission, the head of the family had given authorization to the middle-aged man with the hook nose!

If the target dares to resist arrest, the middle-aged man with the hooked nose has the right to shoot the bullet into the target's body.

Actually, before setting off, the hook-nosed middle-aged man had reviewed the target's information! In this guy's opinion, the target was just a weak girl, and using such a valuable item as the Philosopher's Stone bullet... was really a bit of a waste!

However, the patriarch's orders were paramount, and the hook-nosed middle-aged man still took the bullet with him.

It seems... this bullet might come in handy!

"You must be the bodyguard sent by the Snake Clan!" The middle-aged man with the hooked nose stared at Tang Yu. He lit a cigar, then, suppressing his fear, he walked to Tang Yu's side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Has it started? The verbal sparring before the battle!" Tang Yu didn't speak, but calmly stared at his enemies, his eyes, which shimmered with a golden light, were full of indifference.

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose, who was being ignored, was not annoyed. He continued to talk to himself: "You only have one person on your side, and even if you add that girl, there are only two of you! We have ten times as many people on our side! So think about it... and give up resisting."

"If you give up resisting, the Spencer family can arrange a new identity for you, and you can start a new life in another country! I swear on the honor of the Spencer family, the Snake Clan will never find any trace of you! Wealth and status are within your grasp... and all you need to do is hand over someone who has absolutely no connection to you!"

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose spoke with a persuasive tone, implying that if the enemy could be defeated through verbal sparring, that would be the best outcome!

After all, the Philosopher's Stone is an extremely valuable strategic resource, so it should be used sparingly...

Besides saving resources for the Spencer family, the hook-nosed middle-aged man actually had another consideration!

That is, he doesn't want to start a fight with the other party here!

The lesson from last night is still fresh in my mind!

……

Let's rewind 12 hours.

Inside the "Iron Hearts" bar in downtown Misco.

After a "hard" day of searching, the hook-nosed middle-aged man and his team went to a bar to relax and have a drink.

Although those above are pushing hard for the mission objectives, people aren't machines; they need to relax when necessary!

Let's drink the most expensive alcohol; we can get reimbursed for it anyway...

"Another day that has come to a perfect end!" The middle-aged man with a hooked nose took a small sip of vodka, looking at the bright lights and decadent atmosphere of the bar, his voice full of emotion.

"Boss, look over there... isn't that the girl on the family's wanted poster?!"

Just as the middle-aged man with the hooked nose was about to pay the bill and leave, the deputy captain of the squad walked up to him mysteriously. Following the direction the deputy captain pointed, the middle-aged man with the hooked nose saw a girl holding a bottle of liquor and drinking with a group of Russians.

"The people on the family's wanted list are all formidable figures, how could they possibly be here! You must have drunk too much vodka and your eyes are playing tricks on you!" The hook-nosed middle-aged man scoffed at the vice-captain's discovery.

"It really is... Couldn't you have taken a closer look?" the vice-captain grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"No matter how I look at it, that girl couldn't possibly be wanted... Wait, she really is!" The middle-aged man with the hooked nose widened his eyes.

"I knew it! So, boss, should we go for it?" The vice-captain's eyes were practically green with envy as he looked at the girl in the center of the bar!

Those are the eyes that look like they're eyeing money!

If they capture this girl, their team can claim an eight-figure bounty from the Spencer family! It's practically free money!

"Then let's go!" The hook-nosed middle-aged man pulled out his Desert Eagle. "You guys sneak over quietly. If you can capture them without using guns, try not to use them!"

The deputy captain nodded and, with two of his men, disguised as drinking customers, quietly crept over.

Just as they were preparing to surround the wanted man codenamed "Zero," Zero had already spotted them!

Just kidding, these guys think they're being very discreet, little do they know... to Zero, who possesses "Word of Power Mirror Eyes," their dragon bloodline is as dazzling as a bright light bulb.

"Stop standing there, attack!" the vice-captain roared. "She's worth more alive, but dead is fine too! It's all money anyway! Everyone, give it your all, she's all alone!"

After hearing the vice-captain's words, the entire Spencer squad drew their guns and opened fire! Nobody turns down money! It's not bad to make a little extra cash while on a mission!

Gunfire erupted immediately.

Bullets flew everywhere, piercing through countless bottles of fine wine displayed in the wine cabinet.

But even with these guys giving it their all, Zero still managed to find an opening and escape from the bar in the chaos.

"Damn it! Chase after him!" The middle-aged man with the hooked nose glanced at the messy bar, then threw down several thick stacks of US dollars and chased after him.

"Stop!" Just as Spencer's team was about to leave, the bar owner with a full beard stepped forward.

"You bunch of bastards, you think you can just leave after making such a mess of my bar?"

“I’ve already compensated you! That money is more than enough!” The hook-nosed middle-aged man’s voice was icy. “If you’re trying to extort money, then come on!”

"I have such a bad temper!" A group of drunk, red-nosed men stood up from a row of seats near the bar.

"You not only wrecked Alyosha's bar, but you also dared to injure our Bar Emperor! You guys don't want to live anymore! Brothers, charge! For Misco, hurrah!"

Under the horrified gazes of Spencer's squad, the bar owner pulled out a Gatling gun, and the patrons who had just been dodging bullets also drew their weapons. Even more outrageous, the hook-nosed middle-aged man saw an old-fashioned tank drive up to the bar's entrance.

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181 - A sure-fire instant kill.

Although this tank has been phased out by mainstream forces for more than a decade, it is still a tank in essence!

If you don't have heavy anti-tank weapons, you'd better run away as soon as you encounter this thing!

"Are these Russians really that strong?! Tanks... are they commonplace in Russia already?" The vice-captain was so surprised he was almost incoherent.

"Retreat quickly!" The hook-nosed middle-aged man ordered his men to make a strategic retreat.

If they don't retreat, they'll be facing a bunch of drunk Russians.

Formula: Russian + Water of Life = Drunk Russian.

Special ability: Doubles combat power.

……

The hook-nosed middle-aged man was still resentful about the fact that his elite team had been forced to retreat by a group of low-level gangsters!

However, there was no use in dwelling on it; the opposing side simply had too many people and too much firepower!

Without using the power of Words, Spencer's team was no match for the Russian gang... Of course, even with the power of Words, they were still no match for the Russian gang.

That's how unreasonable organized heavy firepower is! No matter what kind of monsters or demons you are, you can't stop my bullets from washing the ground!

……

After learning from last night's lesson, the hook-nosed middle-aged man decided that he would no longer use force on Russian soil!

If they were to provoke some even more formidable Russian gangs, these twenty-odd people might end up being torn to pieces...

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"How have you thought it through? If you've made up your mind, I can report to the head of the family right now!" Looking at the silent Tang Yu, the hook-nosed middle-aged man revealed a confident smile.

Having reached middle age with his hooked nose, he had come to see through the world! This world is materialistic!

Love, affection, and justice are all bullshit to this hook-nosed middle-aged man!

These ephemeral things ultimately cannot compete with the allure of money and status.

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose wore a smile. He seemed to already see himself bringing Erii to the Spencer family without firing a single shot, and then receiving a reward from the head of the family.

However, ideals are often grand, while reality is often harsh.

His response was Tang Yu's cold laughter.

"Ha... the Spencer family? I'll remember this grudge! Tell your master to start counting down his own dog's life! Once he's free in a few days, we'll wipe them out!"

Tang Yu paused, then looked at Spencer's team with a cold gaze: "What about you? Are you going to be more docile and get lost, or should I cripple you and make you crawl out of here?"

"Let me warn you beforehand, I'm not one to hold back... If I accidentally kill someone, don't blame me!"

Hearing Tang Yu's defiant declaration, the hook-nosed middle-aged man laughed in anger.

He suddenly realized that the boy in front of him might not be a bodyguard sent by the Snake-Headed Eight Family! Because the Snake-Headed Eight Family would not send a lunatic to protect their patriarch.

"Listen up, kid!" The hook-nosed middle-aged man's tone turned rude. "If you insist on going against us, then we'll have no choice but to start a war!"

"Then let's fight!"

As soon as Tang Yu finished speaking, the twenty carbines that had been aimed at him opened fire in unison.

Flashes of light, and then gunshots rang out!

The dense barrage of bullets transformed into a metallic storm, indiscriminately striking every part of Tang Yu's body.

Amid the continuous gunfire, the hook-nosed middle-aged man revealed a cold smile.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man knew that if the boy's Word of Power wasn't defensive, such a dense barrage of bullets would be enough to tear him to shreds. Even if his Word of Power was defensive, he still wouldn't escape being severely injured.

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose didn't smile for long; soon, his sneer froze on his face.

Hundreds of bronze bullets did not pierce Tang Yu's body as the hook-nosed middle-aged man had predicted. Instead, to the astonishment of the crowd, the bullets hovered neatly in front of Tang Yu.

It was as if... there was an invisible wall there!

At this moment, Tang Yu's pupils flashed with a brilliant, sword-like gold, and within his body, the dark red dragon blood was already boiling.

The collaboration between Word of Power: Azure Storm and Word of Power: Eye of the Wind King!

Tang Yu, who had evolved into a pure-blooded dragon, unleashed the two wind-attribute incantations together. The combined effect of the two was simply unbelievably powerful!

Blocking automatic rifle bullets is a piece of cake!

"My God... is this Magneto?!" A handsome Chinese man in Spencer's team stammered.

"Do you still think you're strong?" Tang Yu looked indifferently at the group of people who were standing there dumbfounded. The invisible wind barrier in front of him slowly dissipated, and the brass bullets clattered and fell to the ground.