Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

Before he finished speaking, the call was hung up. Soon there was a new message alert. Perry opened the message and frowned immediately.

The photo showed broken limbs and arms everywhere, and it was blood red at a glance. In this bloody and horrific hell, a woman in black combat uniform was kneeling on one knee with a knife in both hands.

She was truly a woman you could never forget at first sight, with her curvy figure, long black hair, charming face, and a pair of stunning long legs. She was truly unforgettable.

Perry was sure that he had never seen this woman before, because if one had seen such a beauty once, he would definitely remember her forever, and he would definitely not have no impression of her at all like he did now.

The woman in the photo looked injured. There was a big tear in her combat uniform and bright red blood was flowing out. Her long black hair was a little messy, as if she had just experienced a fierce battle.

The phone vibrated again. After the teacher's contact sent this photo, several more messages followed.

Teacher: I checked. This person is called Jude Mai. She is of Japanese mixed-race, but not from the Snake Eight Clan. She seems to belong to a mysterious organization and has been appearing around the world over the years.

Teacher: The last news released by our people was that Yuan Zhisheng left after killing those ten people, and the remaining hybrids were all killed by this woman named Jiude Mai, presumably to silence them.

Perry narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the two messages, and raised his hand to type.

Perry: What mysterious organization?

Teacher: It’s not clear yet, but it seems that they are extremely hidden. We have never noticed them before, but they finally can’t help but show up.

Teacher: The Eight Clans of Sheqi is just a cover, just thrown out by Angers to attract attention. Angers' real trump card is still hidden, but one day it will be revealed. Have you heard of the pioneer of the king?

Perry had certainly heard of the term "pioneer for the king". This ancient Chinese term means to be the pioneer for the king. It also means a false dragon that deceives the world before the real dragon is born.

Perry: Teacher, what you mean is that the Eight Snake Clans, including the S-class that has been in the limelight, are just pioneers for the king?

Teacher: Yes, this explains why they are so high-profile, because they want to cover up the real “king”.

Perry: So what do we do now?

Teacher: You don’t have to do anything. There may be new S-levels appearing in the future. Just wait and see.

The old man ended the topic in a decisive tone. Perry put away his phone, not disguising the surprise on his face.

This ending was unexpected but reasonable. From the very beginning, he felt that the Eight Snake Clans, including the S-level who suddenly appeared, were too high-profile. Now that he thought about it, it was just done deliberately for everyone to see at Ange's instruction, just to cover up the real killer move.

Now that I know this, there is no need to waste time on such pioneers. It seems that leaving Japan early is the right choice.

I just don’t know how many organizations are hiding behind the scenes, the water seems to be getting deeper and deeper.

Perry closed the knife box casually and gradually fell into deep thought.

What he didn't know was that on the same plane, in a corner that should have been empty, there was a thin figure sitting.

He was a pale and thin young man with very short hair, looking somewhere between a boy and a girl. A scarlet long knife was placed across his legs, and a large suitcase was also placed at his feet.

As the plane turned, the suitcase seemed to tremble, and the young man kicked the suitcase, and it became quiet in an instant.

"Don't move, be good."

The young man smiled and patted the suitcase. His voice was very soft and hoarse, like a lover's lingering whisper: "It's time for you to show off."

Chapter 161 Reciprocity

North America, a continent.

In the dim conference room, everyone sat upright, and under the dim light, faces flickered one after another.

No one spoke, everyone remained silent, as if they were statues waiting to be petrified. The atmosphere was so low and depressing.

No one knew how long this silence lasted until the undisguised sound of footsteps was heard, coming from far away and gradually approaching, and finally a man in a suit and tie pushed open the door of the conference room.

The dazzling light streamed in from behind him, illuminating the silent faces of the dead.

"Oh, they're all here." The man smiled arrogantly, not caring at all about the looks of these people, as if he was a victorious general, just walking in with swagger.

"Perry, you are twenty minutes late." The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat spoke in a serious tone.

"Oh, I'm really sorry." Perry said sorry, but there was no apology on his face. He casually walked to the only empty seat, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"What is the content of this meeting? Can it be faster? I'm in a hurry and the teacher is waiting for me to report on the task."

Everyone was infuriated by the young man's arrogance and there was a lot of whispering for a while, but when he said the word "teacher", everyone quieted down again.

Finally, it was the middle-aged man who presided over the meeting who spoke first, breaking the somewhat dull atmosphere.

"Perry, shortly after you left Japan, all our undercover agents in the Japanese branch lost contact during this period. Do you want to give us an explanation?"

"What's there to explain?" The man shrugged nonchalantly. "Maybe they were discovered by accident. I told you a long time ago that we should send some professionals."

"They are already the most professional." The middle-aged man's voice was clearly filled with anger. "And it's not just us. As far as I know, all the organizations that have planted human agents and spies have encountered similar situations."

"This is definitely not a small matter. There must be a big move in Japan, but our people can't infiltrate. The Sheqi Eight Clan seem to have received some orders from top to bottom, and we can't get any information at all."

"There are so many people in the eight big families, and there are barriers and conflicts among them. If you can't get any information at all, you are really a waste." Perry sneered unceremoniously.

He completely ignored the middle-aged man's suddenly ugly face and interrupted him before he got angry: "Don't worry about those stupid thugs, they are not the point at all."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry, but you're not qualified. I can't disclose such confidential information." Perry stood up and stretched. "If the meeting is just about boring stuff like this, I'm sorry I won't keep you company."

"Perry!" The middle-aged man slammed the table angrily: "Do you still take me seriously?!"

But the man didn't even bother to look at him. He turned around and was about to leave. But when he looked up, he was stunned, because a young man in black clothes was standing outside the door.

He was a tall and thin young man, his face was a little pale and he looked as if he was sick. He had a red long sword on his waist, leaning quietly against the door. There were so many people in the meeting room, but no one noticed him.

No one knew when he appeared, as if he appeared out of thin air. It was hard to believe because no one in the room was an ordinary person, and with the alertness of the half-bloods, they didn't even notice anyone approaching!

After seeing the young man's face clearly, Perry's eyes widened instantly, because he recognized this face. He had plotted against this person not long ago, but why did this person appear here? How could he appear here?

That was the face of Yuan Zhisheng, the head of the Yuan family.

Noticing the gaze, the young man raised his dark eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Gentlemen, good afternoon."

This greeting was like a stone thrown into the water. In an instant, everyone in the conference room looked over. They might not know who this young man was, but their faces were as shocked as Perry's.

Why did a stranger appear in such an important internal meeting? When did he appear and how long had he been listening?

Almost subconsciously, the middle-aged man presiding over the meeting took out the pistol from his waist and shot at the thin figure without hesitation.

"boom!"

The silencer vibrated violently, and a bullet came flying towards her in the suppressed sound, but the figure just casually turned her body, and the bullet passed by her body.

Before the middle-aged man could shoot again, the young man raised his hand and waved it casually. The gun in his hand suddenly exploded, and the fragments of bullets cut the middle-aged man's throat in an instant. His eyes suddenly widened and he subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth.

But blood still gushed out from between his fingers, and the middle-aged man's face turned pale and gray in an instant.

"So unfriendly?" Yuan Zhinv tilted her head slightly and said nonchalantly, "Didn't you just send someone to Japan? I'm just returning the favor, and you're treating me like this?"

She shook her head and said in a light tone: "How rude."

This incident happened too quickly and too suddenly. By the time everyone reacted to the girl's voice, the middle-aged man had already fallen to the ground, completely dead.

In just a moment, the conference room exploded. Everyone pulled out their guns and shot at the thin girl. For a while, the sound of gunfire continued and the whole room was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The dust rising all over the sky obscured the girl's figure. One could imagine that with such intensive fire, even a god would be shot into a sieve.

But when the dust settled, a scene that stunned everyone appeared. The girl was still standing there intact, as if even her posture had not changed. The bullets did not hurt her at all.

But if you look closely, you can see the white scales on her exposed skin fading rapidly.

A huge fear exploded in everyone's heart, and they finally realized that guns were useless and this guy was a monster!

A faint chanting sound came from someone's mouth, and then everyone began to chant the ancient words, and their eyes turned into brilliant gold.

But before their words could take effect, the girl pulled out a gun and pulled the trigger at them without hesitation.

Gen Chitose fired randomly. It seemed that she had no aim at all and was just shooting randomly. The bullets should not have hit anyone, but a scene that surprised everyone occurred.

Although no bullets hit them, they felt severe pain in their bodies. All kinds of wounds were torn open on their bodies, and blood gushed out like a flood.

In just a moment, the words were interrupted one after another, and everyone lost their fighting ability and lay on the ground twisting and wailing.

But it was useless. No matter how they struggled, the order of death was issued to each of them along with the bullets, and life and blood flowed away madly, leaving no room for maneuver.

Yuan Zhinv took a step forward and walked towards the young man who was lying on the ground and wailing, step by step, as if strolling in the garden.

His expensive handmade suit had now been stained blood red by his own blood. He was struggling in pain on the ground, holding his bleeding abdomen, like a prawn thrown into a hot pot.

Yuan Zhinv admired his distorted expression from above: "How does it feel to be dying?"

Perry struggled to raise his head, and a pleading look appeared in his bloodshot red eyes: "Please, please, let me go, I know I was wrong."

Yuan Zhinv raised her pistol slightly and fired at each of the man's limbs without hesitation. She listened to his distorted screams of pain and smiled slightly.

"You know you're wrong." She said softly, "You know you're going to die."

"Looking at your face is really disgusting."

As she spoke, she raised her foot, her calf muscles bulged, a faint flash of pale scales appeared, and then she stepped hard.

At the moment of contact, the screaming and wailing head exploded like a watermelon, splattering red and white all over the ground.

Casually shaking off the stains on her shoes, Yuan Zhinv took out a time bomb from her pocket, pressed it a few times, and then threw it on the empty conference table.

"Good night, gentlemen." She smiled at the bodies scattered all over the floor. "Have a sweet dream."

Before leaving, she threw the suitcase at the door in and closed the door.

……

When Uesugi Yue called, Gen Chijo had just walked out of her hidden base, carrying a heavy box in her hands. She looked up and saw that the surroundings were desolate.

I clicked to answer the call, and the old man's slightly nervous voice came out.

"Something's wrong, little girl. A mysterious hybrid has appeared in Japan, and our people can't catch him."

"What's the matter? Didn't all those who came to Japan die? Where did this one come from?" Genjitsu was a little surprised.

"I don't know. The only thing that is certain is that he did not come in through normal channels. There is no trace of this guy entering any port or airport. It's like he just appeared out of nowhere."

"How is this possible? Did he swim from the sea? Or fly from the sky?"

There was sarcasm in Yuan Zhinu's tone: "Those idiots in the family are becoming more and more useless. Sooner or later, I will kill them all."

Uesugi Yue smiled bitterly, "That's not the point. The point is that this guy seems to have a very clear goal. He went straight to the Paradise Pavilion the first time he appeared. His bloodline is probably very excellent. Our people will be discovered before they get close to him."

"Wait, where did you say he went straight to?" Yuan Zhinv was stunned: "The Paradise? Isn't that Norton's bedroom?"

"right……"