Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

The bird looked up blankly and looked around.

When it discovered there were no other birds like it, it flapped its wings and flew away in panic. After all, it was just a bird that had only lived for two and a half years.

Its peanut-sized brain is not enough to figure out what this sudden sound is.

Watching the bird fly away in panic, Ye Fan nodded in satisfaction.

Today he is an outstanding successor to socialism.

This is the power of Qiuniu: "heart-drum resonance".

This isn't a powerful ability, and while it's useful, it's not much.

But if there are nine such abilities, that would be a different story. It would be a perfect combination of abilities that could not be more perfect.

It can definitely handle most of the problems you may encounter on the battlefield.

Although he only has the ability of Qiuniu now, Ye Fan can vaguely feel what other abilities are?

However, its specific function and how to use it will have to wait until you actually obtain it.

He couldn't even figure out what had just happened. It was understandable that the dragon soul wanted to occupy his body, but he really didn't understand what the word "king" was.

"Now is not the time to think about these things."

Ye Fan covered his forehead with his hands, his heart was burning with anger. He knew very well that there were still eight unconvinced dragon souls active among them.

Although he managed to suppress the eight dragon souls in his heart with the help of his soul and dragon blood, the feeling of having eight such things in his heart was still very uncomfortable.

Although I know they can't hurt me for the time being, it's like putting a gun without the safety on in my crotch.

There is always a faint sense of sadness.

But this cannot be rushed. You can only let your body adapt slowly and become stronger.

Ye Fan suddenly realized that now he seemed to be getting stronger without doing anything.

The power of the nine sub-generation species all belongs to me, plus my own power comparable to that of the top sub-generation species...

Hiss, it seems like I’m getting further and further on the road to becoming the Dragon King.

Next time I see Odin, I won't be scared anymore. Isn't he just the full-fledged Dragon King? I can handle him now!

A cool breeze blew by, and this time it was really chilly.

Ye Fan looked down and saw that the legendary Armstrong cyclonic jet Armstrong cannon was swaying in the wind.

And the degree of restoration is very high.

Lift your head, put your hands on your hips, and look up at the ceiling.

Ye Fan still had a complacent smile on his face.

"Fuck, I have no clothes left!!"

Then a shrill scream echoed throughout the warehouse.

Chapter 29 Russian Specialty

Ye Fan covered his private parts with both hands and walked around the empty warehouse three times before finally confirming a cruel fact - he didn't even have a pair of underwear left.

The clothes had lost all their nutrients to the dragon's blood just now and now became part of the dust on the ground.

"What is this? A dragon version of Cinderella?"

Ye Fan muttered to himself, kicking the suspicious gray powder on the ground with his toes. "It's just that they have crystal shoes, while I don't even have any underwear left..."

Fortunately, his cell phone was lying in the corner intact.

Ye Fan rushed over and picked it up. The cool feel of the metal shell made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"It seems Dragonblood isn't interested in electronics, thank goodness."

After unlocking the screen, he was troubled by the address book interface.

His finger hovered over the name "Lu Mingfei", and the exaggerated reaction of that loser already appeared in his mind:

"Fuck, Brother Fan, are you naked?! I'm not saying you have a great figure, take a picture and post it on your Moments first—"

"Absolutely not!" Ye Fan retracted his finger as if he had been electrocuted. "That guy's mouth is bigger than a megaphone."

The next option is Chu Zihang.

Ye Fan imagined the scene of his expressionless senior brother handing him a set of clothes, and suddenly shuddered.

"No, that would be so embarrassing I could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of it with my toes."

After looking through the address book, Ye Fan sadly discovered that his social circle was so narrow that it was like a gesture that would make Han Nan angry.

"You don't pray regularly, but you're just trying to get ready for the final exam..."

Just when he was in despair, a name suddenly jumped into his eyes - Jude Mai.

"Oh right! Those three guys I beat up six months ago!"

Ye Fan slapped his thigh hard, and ended up grimacing in pain - the new muscles were several times more sensitive than before.

Moreover, the slap he just gave even created a sonic boom in the air.

"They must still be monitoring Lu Mingfei. They should be not far away..."

Su Enxi's newly rented villa is located in the highest-end residential area of ​​Binhai City. The three-story modern building is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, and sunlight shines through the smart dimming glass onto the leather sofa imported from Italy.

Jiude Mai was hanging upside down on the fitness rack in the living room, her long legs hooked on the horizontal bar, her abdominal muscles as tight as steel plates, doing her fiftieth set of crunches.

"Chips, turn down the air conditioner two degrees." Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Jiude Mai's forehead, and her black hair fell to the ground like a waterfall.

Su Enxi, curled up on the sofa, didn't even raise her head. Her right hand was swiping the global stock market curve on the tablet computer, and her left hand accurately took out a bag of Hokkaido potato chips from the snack rack beside her.

"Long legs, you'll catch a cold like this."

She crunched her chips. "Besides, Zero is watching War and Peace, and too much noise will bother her."

On the single sofa in the corner, Ling was holding a thick Russian original book, his golden eyelashes casting fan-shaped shadows on his cheeks.

She was wearing black silk pajamas, with an equally quiet ragdoll cat lying at her feet.

When she heard her name, she just raised her eyes slightly, her ice-blue eyes swept over the two of them, and then returned to the page.

Jiude Mai landed lightly on the ground, grabbed a towel and wiped her neck: "A three-no girl wouldn't--"

The shrill ringing of the cell phone suddenly interrupted her words.

Jude Mai frowned and looked at the vibrating phone on the coffee table. An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

Ling's fingers silently clamped the pages of the book, Su Enxi's potato chips were suspended in the air, and the eyes of the three people were focused on the mobile phone at the same time.

"I haven't contacted you from this number for half a year," Jude Mai answered the call, her voice instantly changing to a professional, cold one. "Who is this?"

Ye Fan's exasperated voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's me! Ye Fan! Are you in Binhai City now? Help!"

Jude Mai raised an eyebrow, pressed the hands-free button and placed the phone on the coffee table.

Su Enxi immediately came over, dropping potato chip crumbs onto the leather sofa. Ling closed the book, and the Ragdoll cat pricked up its ears in alertness.

"Get to the point."

Jiude Mai stood with her arms folded and her long legs crossed.

She will not have a good face towards this man.

It was because this man punched her on the head and broke her Japanese sword half a year ago.

Although she was at fault first, she started testing him as soon as they disagreed.

But in the end, she was the only one who got beaten!

"I...well...my clothes were all torn when I transformed into a dragon!"

Ye Fan's voice was filled with a rare sense of embarrassment. "I'm naked in Warehouse No. 3 at the port! Can you... send me some clothes?"

Su Enxi suddenly burst into earth-shaking laughter, and potato chips sprayed all over the floor.

She rolled over on the sofa, clutching her stomach. "Hahahaha! Our dragon slayer is now running naked! Long legs, check the surveillance! The cameras in the port warehouse should be able to—"

"Shut up, potato chip girl!" Ye Fan's roar shook the coffee table through the speaker, "If I wasn't desperate, who would come to you!"

Zero stood up silently and walked towards the cloakroom, while Jude Mai leaned over to the phone and asked, "Size?"

"Ah?" Ye Fan was obviously stunned.

"Clothes size, idiot." Jude Mai tapped her fingertips on the coffee table. "Or do you want to wear women's clothes?"

There was a suspicious silence on the other end of the line, followed by Ye Fan's gritted teeth: "1.83 meters tall, broad shoulders... Forget it, you decide! The sooner the better! This broken warehouse is leaking!"

Su Enxi finally stopped laughing and wiped the tears from her eyes: "Do you want to bring some underwear with you? I guess your Armstrong cannon is now-"

The call was rudely hung up, and the busy tone echoed in the living room.

Zero walked out of the cloakroom, carrying a black sports suit, and calmly added, "Men's underwear, size L."

Jiude Mai picked up the car keys and suddenly narrowed her eyes: "Wait, how did he know we were in Binhai City?"

"Because we are monitoring Lu Mingfei~"

Su Enxi waved her phone, the screen showing real-time surveillance footage near the academy. "The boss said we should pay special attention to that unlucky kid. Ye Fan probably guessed it."

Zero had already changed into combat boots and had two short knives on her waist: "Just in case." She explained briefly.

Jiude Mai sighed: "Sanwuniu, we are just going to deliver clothes, not to slay a dragon."

"Last time he said he would break my legs," Zero stated expressionlessly. "Now he's even stronger."

Su Enxi suddenly dug out a gas mask from the pile of snacks: "Should we take this? What if he loses control of his dragon transformation and releases poison gas or something..."

"Chips!" Jude Mai couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. "Get the car ready in five minutes!"

Zero silently stuffed the mask into the tactical backpack, and Jude Mai pretended not to see it.

As the three of them walked towards the garage, Su Enxi suddenly remembered something, turned around and ran back to the living room, and took out a bottle of vodka from the wine cabinet.

"It's a Russian specialty," she winked slyly, "to calm the streaking hero down."

Jude Mai rolled her eyes, and the corners of Zero's mouth rose imperceptibly by 0.5 degrees.

Amid the roar of Maserati's engine, three girls with very different styles drove to the port to rescue a dragon slayer who was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the ground.