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

Just as Chip Girl was humming comfortably, the masseuse who was massaging her had quietly changed. The new "massage therapist" seemed a little inexperienced. She carefully examined Chip Girl's slightly protruding belly due to lack of exercise, and couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"Massage therapists should have professional ethics! What's with suddenly stopping halfway through a massage?" Potato Chip Girl said with dissatisfaction while lying on the massage chair.

"Relax, I'll give you a massage right away!"

The sinister hand quietly touched the ticklish spot on Potato Chip Girl's skin, its slender fingers stroking up and down, eliciting bursts of laughter from her.

"Hahaha... What are you doing? Don't touch my ticklish spot, it's so itchy, hahaha..."

A familiar sensation came from her waist. Su Enxi, also known as Potato Chip Girl, had a pretty good idea of ​​who it was. Apart from Heron and the emotionless girl, no one else could accurately pinpoint the location of her ticklish spot.

The girl with no connections is currently studying at Kassel College, so the only person who could be coming is that long-legged heron!

Su Enxi struggled for a long time before she finally managed to break free from the hempen clothes.

"Long legs, what the hell are you doing?!" Su Enxi shouted angrily as she wiped the remaining essential oil off her body with a towel.

"I'll give you a massage!" Mai, whom Su Enxi called "Long Legs," revealed an innocent smile.

This smile, paired with Mai's sharp, queen-like aura, just seems a bit out of place...

"Alright, let's get down to business!" Mai reached out and pinched Su Enxi's slightly chubby cheeks, then quickly became serious before Su Enxi could react.

"How's the preparation for that task the boss assigned going?"

"Almost ready!" Su Enxi answered instinctively. "My team has already hacked into the Nibelungen's control system using technical means. Although we can't gain control of the trains' operation, at least we can see what's happening inside! What about you? Mai, how's it going on your end?"

"It's alright." Mai nodded. "Little White Rabbit Number One and Little White Rabbit Number Two are both in this city, and that Little Dragon Girl named Xia Mi is with them too! The situation is under control, but... that Little Dragon Girl seems to have developed some different feelings for Little White Rabbit Number Two..."

"A love story between a human and a dragon?" Su Enxi's lips curled into a faint smile. "No matter the outcome, it's really romantic! And the boss, does he really enjoy breaking up couples like that?"

"No, I don't like that kind of thing!" A somewhat immature male voice answered Su Enxi's question.

Before the two of them could even begin to discuss their business, the masseuse in the room had already been asked to leave. The sudden appearance of an unfamiliar voice meant that there was a third person in the room besides them!

Mai and Su Enxi turned around alertly. Behind them, on the chair, sat a little boy dressed in a stiff suit with his hair neatly combed.

As a successor of the Koga school of ninja from Japan, Mai can be considered a qualified ninja.

She was the only one who could infiltrate the enemy's ranks; no one had ever been able to sneak up on Mai without making a sound.

But now, this seemingly immature little boy has done it.

Of course, Su Enxi and Mai both knew that the boy they called "boss" was not a "person" in the conventional sense.

So, after the initial surprise, their expressions returned to calm.

"Little Enxi is very naughty, daring to talk bad about me behind my back..." The boss's eyes were filled with laughter, and his tone was teasing.

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101

"Who knew you'd suddenly come here!" Su Enxi pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction in a low voice.

Normally, they get along with their boss in a relaxed and casual way, just like old friends, without any restraint.

"I have something important to tell you this time!" The boss tapped the table, drawing the attention of the two beautiful women to himself.

"Regarding what I needed before..."

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102 The Current Status of Mixed-Blood Families

“I’ve also thought about this issue.” Fingel took out his tablet from his shoulder bag and skillfully typed on the keyboard. A series of complex characters flashed and eventually filled the entire screen.

"Look, this is a small program I designed. This program can use big data analysis to eliminate some vibrations caused by known reasons, so that there won't be many left!" Fingel seemed very confident in his technology.

"Now that you mention it, this method does seem feasible!" Caesar stroked his chin, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

“Alright, Fingel, you go and prepare the program first. I'll go and ask Principal Angers to use Norma's computing power. As for the others, you can wander around the capital and see if you can find any clues.”

The team members scattered, and Caesar's application was quickly approved by Angers.

On the other side of the ocean, the supercomputer "Norma," hidden deep underground, is running at full power. After being filtered by Finger's program, the remaining amount of data will not put too heavy a burden on Norma's mainframe array.

However, due to the complexity of the data, Norma's analysis will still take time.

……

"It'll probably take another half day. Oh well, I'll go meet that old man first!" Fingel stretched, turned off the computer screen, greeted Caesar, and slowly walked out of the hotel.

Walking on the wide streets of Beijing, Finger, wearing a plaid shirt and sporting a foreign face, stands out conspicuously.

The guy wandered aimlessly, glancing furtively left and right as he went. Once he was sure no one was around, Fingel slipped into a nearby alley.

A few minutes later, a figure wearing a "Monkey King" mask emerged from the alley, but Fingel had vanished without a trace.

……

"Hey, what's with that outfit of yours? Are you trying to cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace?"

In a coffee shop on a street corner in Beijing, an elderly man with gray hair stared at his business partner sitting across from him with a dark expression.

The old man remembered that the last time he met this guy, this eccentric fellow was dressed up as Gotham City's Good Citizen "The Joker." The last time they met, he seemed to be dressed as a Captain America with a pert butt...

This time, however, this guy dressed up as the Monkey King, but he didn't have any hair on his body... Thumbs down!

"We're talking business, not being friends... I've done a pretty good job dressing like this, haven't I?" The Monkey King crossed his arms and spoke calmly, facing the old man's suspicious gaze.

"Hey, that's a bit hurtful!" The old man smiled and tapped the dessert menu on the table lightly with his knuckles. "What would you like? We've already come to a coffee shop, it wouldn't be right not to have something to drink."

"Chief Inspector Han Gao, you don't need to go to such lengths to test my identity. Knowing my identity too early will not benefit either of us!" The Monkey King's lips, hidden beneath his mask, curled into a cold smile.

"Also, a friendly reminder: Chief Han Gao, you'd better hide that thing you're carrying on your belt. This is China, the safest country in the world! If an ordinary person sees it, you might have to send your son and grandson to jail."

Upon hearing this, the old man known as "Chief Hen Gao" looked somewhat dazed, but being an old monster who had lived for over a century, his expression quickly returned to normal.

"Thanks for the reminder, my partner!" Sheriff Han Gao said in a strange tone, then carefully put away the revolver tucked into his waistband, and then revealed a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum.

"Don't be too surprised! You know, when people get old, they always like to reminisce about the past. These revolvers have been with me for over ninety years, and I take them with me wherever I go!"

"I understand." The Monkey King nodded, neither confirming nor denying.

"After all, these revolvers are your lifeblood, legendary weapons that wrote the history of hybrids in the last century, the Alchemy Revolvers - Texas Dawn! With your Word of Power - Holy Judgment, there shouldn't be anything that can dodge the bullets fired from these two guns."

The Monkey King paused, straightened his slightly crooked mask, and then said, "I seem to have heard that you once used these two revolvers to make a hole in that lecherous old man Angers' waist. Is that true?"

"Not at all, it's all just rumors spread by those younger generation..." Chief Inspector Han Gao waved his hand seemingly unconcerned, but the radiant smile on his face, as bright as a chrysanthemum, was impossible to hide.

After all, it's quite an honor to have once wounded Angers, "the greatest dragon slayer of the last two centuries," isn't it?

"Alright, enough with the pleasantries..." the Monkey King said seriously.

Just then, the cafe waiter pushed open the small door to the private room and came over with two steaming cups of mocha coffee.

The two people who were talking face-to-face wisely stopped their conversation, as these things were not suitable for ordinary people to hear.

After a few minutes of silence, the Monkey King started the conversation again.

"Chief Henkel, why are you in such a hurry to see me? Is there something important?"

“It’s nothing important…” Han Gao took a sip of coffee, a glint of gold flashing in his eyes.

"We want to know if the Secret Society has the ability to deal with the King of Earth and Mountains who has awakened in the capital this time!"

"That's all? By the way, what's the point of your intelligence network?" The Monkey King's voice was filled with disbelief.

In his mind, these mixed-race families from the West should have some ability, so why are they asking him for information of this level now!

“I know you’re surprised…” Henkel gave a wry smile. “To be honest, hybrid families are declining! Most of the older generation are already in life support pods, ready to die at any moment. Meanwhile, the younger generation is a firm believer in science, and most of them have achieved great success in the financial world…”

"But in terms of military force... we have been left far behind by the Secret Service."

"I see." The Monkey King nodded. "I thought you were just making fun of me! It's not a secret, so I won't hesitate to tell you."

"This time, old man Angers has deployed the Secret Party's top lineup: a lazy bum, a poker-faced guy, a blond guy who exudes masculine hormones, and a young man I can't figure out either."

As if sensing the inquiry on Han Gao's face, the Monkey King didn't stop talking and continued, "In this elite team, you need to be careful of that young man!"

The Monkey King lowered his voice, whispered mysteriously in Han Gao's ear, and said, "All indications suggest that he once confronted the King of Bronze and Fire head-on!"

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103 Nibelungen

"Could it be the mixed-race monarch of the Secret Society?" Han Gao seemed visibly hesitant.

"It shouldn't be!"

This sudden news even moved Henkel, an old monster who had lived for over a century.

Han Gao's expression was somewhat gloomy. He was now wondering if he and his family were out of touch with the times!

Is the power of the Dragon King really something that hybrids can contend with?

However, the Monkey King clearly had no interest in answering his questions.

"Alright, Sheriff Han Gao, it's getting late, I should head back! Let's end this meeting here. And..." For the first time, a flicker of emotion appeared in the Monkey King's usually calm tone, "Next time we meet, if Sheriff Han Gao wants me to wear it, I'll make sure you do."

Han Gao fell silent for a moment.

He looked at the somewhat unreliable Monkey King in front of him and a strange smile appeared on his face: "If possible, I hope you will dress up as Marilyn Monroe next time. I will have someone prepare a wind machine for you. The way your skirt will be blown up by the wind will be very sexy."

"I think so too." The Monkey King smiled slightly, then turned around and walked out of the coffee shop with a strange gait.

"Is this guy really the future of hybrid races? I have a feeling our future is bleak!"

After watching the Monkey King leave the coffee shop, Sheriff Han Gao rubbed his temples with a headache. He now seriously doubted whether he had been blind to have entrusted the fate of the Western mixed-race family to this seemingly unreliable guy.

It's too late to regret it now. What's done is done, and we can only make do with it!

Henkel finished his coffee in one gulp, then straightened his oversized trench coat and got up to walk out the door.

At this moment, Henkel looked like a cowboy from a Western movie, exuding an indescribable charm.

Anyway, it's very high-end.