Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

The cement wall was torn apart by the barrage within a few seconds, and the concrete turned into flying fragments. When the bullets hit the steel bars inside, dense sparks jumped.

The killers next to the machine guns had of course put on noise earplugs in advance, but they still frowned, and some even had blood seeping into their external auditory canals.

The thunderous gunfire shook everything around, and even the raindrops were shattered by the strong sound waves. People nearby felt as if they were in a thundercloud, and their eardrums were pitifully thin.

It was difficult for the execution department to organize an effective counterattack. They had to disperse and approach the nine machine gun forts. What followed was a one-sided massacre. The killers were all just fake, not the super elites trained by Kassel Academy at all. opponent, but there seemed to be still evil ghost-like pupils watching all this silently in the darkness.

Before they could capture the fortress, the gunfire suddenly stopped and the thunderous sound stopped, but everyone who was close still felt the buzzing in their ears, as if a thousand wasps were having a party in their ears.

At this moment, it was not even three minutes before the attack started. The reason why the attack was stopped was that the barrels of every machine gun were scrapped due to red heat. Nearly 3 bullets were consumed recklessly within minutes, and bronze bullet casings filled the temporarily dug trenches. These bullets weighed more than three tons, enough to support a small-scale war in the Middle East.

The moment the gunfire stopped, everyone looked in the direction of the terminal, with frightened faces on their faces. The surface of the glass building with an area of ​​more than one hundred square meters was baptized by metal, and a huge black hole appeared. It was obvious that there could not be any living thing inside, even a dragon should be torn into pieces.

But the attacker still seemed uneasy. The explosive device placed at the bottom of the truck suddenly flashed a rapid red light at this moment, and then became faster and faster. Then the horrific explosion swept through the entire building, and the terminal almost collapsed completely. , shock waves and heat waves suddenly cleared the rain curtain. The commissioners who were closer were knocked over and fell like dominoes, and the commissioners who were further away were also embarrassed by the shock wave that came towards them.

Aya Yoshiyuki actually survived. When the attack started, he didn't have time to get close to Goujijianqiangqiang, so he only suffered a few broken bones and minor abrasions. His eyes widened, and he crawled toward the sea of ​​fire like crazy, shouting words like "Save people, hurry up, save people," and then several men immediately carried him away from there.

Everyone knew that the principal and the boy had no chance of surviving such a terrorist attack.

A thing that can resist machine gun fire for three minutes should not be called a hybrid, but should be called an Iron Man.

Everyone was angry. They roared and rushed into the fortifications to drag out each killer. Then they fired at the temples of these people. Red and white liquids splashed in the torrential rain.

Some people have misjudged the bottom line of Cassel Academy. The names used by this organization are the Camarilla and the Blood Pact Society. Their brutality has left a difficult mark in history for any organization or individual who dares to challenge the Abrahamic Blood Pact. An obliterating nightmare.

After all, the people in the execution department are also a group of lunatics. They don't even care about their own lives, so how can they care about killing one or several killers.

At the same time, the shadow of war appeared over everyone's head, and everyone realized that soon a torrential storm of wrath would descend upon the eight Sheqi families.

Regardless of whether the organization that did this was the family that controls the Japanese underworld, someone has to bear the wrath of the secret party.

"Retreat immediately and give up the clearance mission." Facing the shadow of the airport dome in the terminal hall, overlooking the raging fire, he took a deep breath and inhaled the cold air into his lungs. "We have done everything we should do."

This was already a perfect attack, and that was as far as they could go.

Nine heavy machine guns covered with rainproof cloths carried out an annihilating attack on the terminal where Angers and Constantine were located 80 meters away. Not to mention it was just an ordinary aviation building, even if it was a military building that appeared here. The two men in the fortress should have nowhere to escape.

Behind the black shadow, there were originally two strong figures squatting. They stood up now, each of them holding a bloody dagger in their hands. The two pairs of golden eyes were dazzling in the rain. They were obviously dangerous hybrids.

No one had discovered them at this time, even if the people from the execution department angrily destroyed the machine guns and killed all the assassins, it would be of no avail. They could have just walked away.

Following the leader's order, the two black figures looked at each other and evacuated in two directions. One of them turned into black fog and dissipated, and there was a dazzling golden glow flashing in the fog for a few tenths of a second. Yanling Mingzhao, serial number 69, hides the two meters around himself into the shadows. People with this spirit are born assassins, capable of killing invisible people and can easily carry out infiltration, destruction and subversion tasks.

The other one actually slowly merged with the rain curtain, and the human figure could no longer be seen. Word Spirit. Ghost is a downgraded version of Ming Zhao, but those who possess this Word Spirit are also natural assassins.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the howling wind suddenly became hotter. The strong smell of gunpowder smoke rose up in the wind, making people almost breathless. Sirens approached from all directions, ringing through the night.

The Metropolitan Police Department realized that something terrible was happening at Haneda Airport, so they dispatched the police as quickly as possible.

The only remaining shadow frowned and looked down at the firelight below. He put his hands behind his back and did not panic.

Because his word spirit is the mythical Time Zero.

He is the third person in the world to master this language spirit in the past hundred years.

But at a certain moment, his heart froze because something majestic and luminous suddenly appeared next to him. The blazing wind blew against his face, the bright light shone through his eyelids, causing severe pain in his eyes, and his nose was filled with a strong burning smell.

The man could hardly help but fall to his knees. He realized with horror that he had also made a mistake, a mistake that could kill him.

Two charred black objects fell from the sky and smashed in front of him, breaking into dozens or hundreds of pieces that could no longer be pieced together. They were the two companions who had just escaped.

In less than a second, their bodies were completely carbonized, and even their bones were completely transformed. They looked like this after a slight fall. And they couldn't even cry out in pain. Maybe when they died, the two vocal cords were burned to the color of charcoal black by the extreme high temperature.

The smell of gunpowder smoke became dense, and every drop of rain was wrapped in dark red firelight. In the overwhelming dark red light, the man's face was finally revealed.

He turned out to be a harmless-looking fat man, wearing black plastic-rimmed glasses and sneakers.

It was the boy named Fujiwara Shinnosuke, who was originally supposed to be the backbone of the execution department, but worked for the Gattuso family. At this moment, his expression was extremely frightened, and he knelt down with a plop.

Something suppressed his heart and almost stopped beating. The sense of majesty and oppression that was more terrifying than that of the old man in the family made the Japanese boy gasp in horror.

As if he was in a burning hell, he slowly raised his head, almost frightened out of his body at just one glance.

It's that boy, he's still wearing that suit, his white shirt isn't even spotless.

But his whole body was emitting dark red high-temperature rays, and his pupils burned with a brilliant golden color. That golden color was the most ferocious thing Fujiwara Shinnosuke had ever seen in his life.

Yes……

king.

But Wang was just a boy. He tilted his head, as if he didn't understand why the man who had just wanted to kill him suddenly knelt down at this moment.

Fujiwara Shinnosuke felt that death was approaching him. His bloodline was excellent, but he could not remain rational in front of the first generation, and he was almost about to collapse at this moment.

Something has penetrated Fujiwara Shinnosuke's domain and entered his consciousness like a turbulent wave. It is undoubtedly the purest spiritual power. Only the true Dragon King can have such a terrifying spirit that suppresses hybrids. Power, this power filled his head, churning crazily, hot and chaotic, like a furnace that was about to explode at any time.

But he actually withstood it. The assassins of the Gattuso family always have to be trained in the most cruel way. What they are honed is not only the strong muscles and bones, but also those who can endure the most painful torture in the world. will.

Fujiwara Shinnosuke was still trying to resist. At a certain moment, the realm of time zero enveloped him silently. His spirit, which seemed to have been washed away by the waves of the ocean, dropped its anchor at this moment. The golden pupils in his eyes flickered. Although he buried his head deeply, But the raging power is being pumped from the heart to the limbs.

A certain forbidden technique was used in Fujiwara Shinnosuke's body, and his blood boiled briefly. This power could not help him compete with the king, but it was enough to fight against the fear that made him unable to even stand.

This despicable Japanese glanced at the stairs in the distance out of the corner of his eye. They were only a dozen meters away from him. He was able to apply Time Zero to incredible extents, and could even accelerate himself twenty times in a short period of time. The distance of more than ten meters does not even take tenths of a second for him.

He is the second-ranked assassin among the assassins trained by the Gattuso family. The only one more powerful than Shinnosuke Fujiwara is the young man named Passi next to Caesar. A good assassin always cares more about his own survival rate than the completion rate of the mission, so he is always cautious and never uses himself to fight for a slim chance of victory.

Of course, Fujiwara Shinnosuke knew that he would never be the Dragon King's opponent. He didn't want to know why a Dragon King would be with Angers. He just wanted to survive.

How could the Gattuso family not teach the technique of violent blood to the assassins they had worked so hard to train, but Fujiwara Shinnosuke had never used it even once.

But today he had no choice.

The heart beats like an ancient war drum, and the bones make a clicking sound when they bite together.

Yan Ling. Time Zero...

freed.

The flow of time was slowed down in an instant, and dark red raindrops stood still in the air. Fujiwara Shinnosuke stood up and breathed in the hot air greedily. He no longer looked at the noble king and ran away like a cheetah.

Under the violent blood, Fujiwara Shinnosuke's Time Zero power helped him accelerate thirty times, and Constantine seemed to be frozen in this incredible power.

But Fujiwara Shinnosuke didn't notice that the boy's burning pupils were always staring at his back, and the expression on his face was as cold as if he was looking at a corpse.

A look of ecstasy appeared on his face, it was close, it was already very close. The stairs out of this death dome seemed to be right in front of him, and he had already seen the hope of life.

Blazing white lightning flashed across the sky, and Fujiwara Shinnosuke suddenly stopped. The realm of Time Zero was still struggling to support, but he could not move forward. His face was as pale as a dead old man at this moment.

A long shadow slowly climbed up from the end of the stairs. The golden color in his pupils became more dazzling with every step he took, until finally it was like two suns rising in front of him.

The raindrops were still still, even slower than before. The man walking up the stairs was not affected by Time Zero. The man's golden eyes were so brilliant that they were not inferior to the noble monarch just now. He wore it on the index finger of his right hand. Wearing a simple ring with intricate patterns carved on it. The hand with the ring on it was holding a folding knife with cold forged steel patterns, and the surface of the folding knife glowed with a cold blue light.

For a person who can move freely in Time Zero, there is no doubt that this person's spirit is also Time Zero.

The blood on Fujiwara Shinnosuke's body seemed to have become colder inch by inch, until it became cold to his heart. His expression looked like he had seen an evil spirit.

He did indeed see the evil spirit, because what appeared in front of him was Hilbert Jean Angers, who should have been torn into pieces by the steel barrage.

"Forgive me, Principal..." Fujiwara Shinnosuke's voice was filled with tears, but the sharp green light slowly brushed across his chest. He looked down in disbelief, and then looked ahead. Angers was no longer in that position. .

Then huge blood flowers exploded from his chest, Fujiwara Shinnosuke slowly knelt down, his eyes lost focus, and fell into the water that reflected the dark red light.

Angers no longer looked at Fujiwara Shinnosuke, as if he had just crushed a fly to death. He quietly raised his head and looked at Constantine, who was suspended in the air like a god and demon.

"Is it you, my dear..." The scales broke out of his skin, as if an evil ghost was about to crawl out of Ange's body. He said coldly,

"Your Majesty Constantine."

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"He's still alive. I just cut open his chest, but didn't chop the heart." Angers casually threw the man who was as limp as a dead dog in front of Lu Mingfei. He waved away the execution team around him. Commissioner, he slowly sat down opposite Lu Mingfei and Constantine.

This is a Japanese style room in the mountains of Tama River. The Executive Department bought this place a month ago and uses it as a safe haven for the academy nearby.

Looking out the window through the screen, Lu Mingfei's eyes were as cold as the cold wind in Siberia.

"Fujiwara Nobunosuke is a loyal soldier of the Gattuso family, but I guess he is not under Frost's command." Angers said, "It is worth mentioning that this person's words are time zero."

Angers had already brewed a pot of black tea. The old man stood up slightly, and a crimson water flow poured out of the bone china teapot. The water stirred up white steam in the air, pouring into the porcelain cups of Lu Mingfei and Constantine. middle.

He didn't tell Lu Mingfei what happened just now, nor did he mention that he already knew Constantine's identity. There was no need for him to say it. Lu Mingfei knew what happened as soon as he saw Constantine's aggrieved look.

"Have the test results from the equipment department come out?" Lu Mingfei asked suddenly. He slowly held the porcelain cup. The outer wall of the porcelain cup was as hot as a stone burned by fire, but he only frowned slightly.

Angers pushed up his glasses, and a dim light flashed through his iron-gray eyes under the brown lenses. "When it came out, the average initial velocity of the nine gun bullets was 987 meters per second." He said. After the attack, the execution department immediately took away the machine guns and corpses from the scene. Then the accompanying equipment department commissioner immediately inspected the performance of the machine guns, and focused on checking the initial velocity of the bullet leaving the barrel according to Lu Mingfei's request.

"This thing poses no threat to you, principal. Don't the people behind this fat guy know?" Lu Mingfei curled his lips.

According to Angers' data, his Time Zero can already reach fifty times the speed, and that was data from decades ago. Now, even if the principal has not become the King of Sky and Wind, he can easily increase Time Zero to a hundred times speed. Or slow down, which means that bullets with three times the speed of sound pose almost no threat to him. Angers can knock the bullets away with a folding knife and then saunter out of the attack range.

"Did you guess it too?" Ang nodded.

Lu Mingfei said nothing and the room fell into silence.

Apparently the man's goal was Constantine, not to kill him but to test him.

Some people have already doubted the identity of this boy of unknown origin, so they used this killing array to see if he was a noble dragon king. Now that this guess has been confirmed, the big monsters will appear one by one. .

"Today's Japan is just a voodoo farm. I can't imagine how strong the last surviving voodoo would be." Ange blew lightly on the surface of the tea, and the white steam rippled out. He looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes and said, "If someone wants to get the power of the Supremes, what better time than now? The unresurrected White King, the young Constantine, and the dragon body have not even gotten the dragon body." In Jörmungandr...someone is watching us with salivation."

"The vital key to awakening King Bai is always in our hands." Lu Mingfei was not ready to hide it anymore, "As long as Eri Yi is not taken away, no matter who is hiding behind it, Bai will not be able to get it." The power of kings.”

Angers didn't seem surprised. He sipped the tea gently and let out a long sigh of admiration.

"We showed up in Tokyo just to protect that cute little key?" He smiled, and Lu Mingfei winked.

"Where did Henkel go? The last time we met was in Chicago, but as far as I know, the day after I left the academy, our old cowboy also disappeared."

"You will know soon, principal." Lu Mingfei blinked again and kicked the limp Fujiwara Shinnosuke, "Mr. Henkel is where he should be."

"Sometimes I'm really curious about you, Mingfei. You seem to have a lot of secrets." Angers knelt down and sat up. He stopped asking and just looked out the window. The sky after the rain was so far away that it seemed impossible to see the edge, "But It doesn’t matter, you don’t have to tell me.”

Chapter 285 Age of Gods

"You should know what Constantine is. Even in the Dragon King's family, he is considered the most powerful one." Angers stood behind Lu Mingfei and put a hand on his shoulder. The other hand was holding a lit cigar. The green smoke swayed with the mountain wind, slowly staining the old man's indifferent but extremely vicissitudes of face.

Lu Mingfei huddled himself into an old short oak chair, his expression unusually serious and silent.

Sometimes cigarettes are really a flirt between men, and those who smoke together may not necessarily be good buddies, but one night the cold wind from the north blew the rain slanting down, and you and the person next to you took shelter under the bus stop to share. The strange man holding the last two cigarettes in a pack must have felt for a moment that he was a trustworthy brother.

Lu Mingfei also lit a cigarette, still looking gentle and seven-star. Unlike Caesar, it was always difficult for him to convince himself to fall in love with the taste of cigars, even if he was always surrounded by a loser who boasted about how much he knew about Cuban cigars and Cuban girls.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, and it seemed as if he had sucked half of the cigarette into his lungs. The light at the end of the cigarette suddenly burned, and then climbed up along the thin thing, and the ashes were blown away by the wind. He looked at the mountains in the distance, where there seemed to be someone still wandering aimlessly, a ghost of a girl in a white dress, who could not speak or feel sad, but was very timid and desperate to find someone she could trust.

Another puff, this one really seemed to suck the cold air from the entire Tama River into his body. Lu Mingfei shivered slightly. He threw away the cigarette butt, closed his eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and then opened his eyes. He blew out the long, seemingly headless cigarette.