Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

A faint golden color shone in Ye Fan's eyes, and then a layer of crystal-like film appeared and covered his eyes.

Word Spirit—Mirror Pupil.

A spiritual word spirit. When using this word spirit, the user's vision, mental strength, and analytical ability will be greatly improved.

Ye Fan was standing high above the busy street, looking down.

He took in everything on the street.

The streets are bustling with people, including young people with youthful energy, calm and steady middle-aged people, and innocent children.

However, Ye Fan's sharp eyes penetrated the surface and noticed that those mixed-bloods from Kowloon Walled City who were mixed in were approaching him silently like an undercurrent.

Their bodies have almost become like Deadpool, emitting a strange and dangerous aura.

At this moment, a young man with large burn scars all over his face slowly walked up to Ye Fan.

The burn marks were like twisted spider webs, covering half of his face, adding a bit of hideousness and mystery to him.

"You noticed it so quickly? You are really alert, Mr. Ye Fan."

The young man spoke, his tone carrying a hint of ridicule, yet also seeming to conceal endless malice.

Ye Fan instantly stood in front of Lu Mingfei, his face as cold as a gloomy cloud. "Who are you? Who is the mastermind behind this?"

The fact that they could gather so many half-bloods who were about to turn into Deadpool and surround him on one street must mean that they were a strong half-blood force.

The young man smiled calmly, "You are truly a forgetful person! Let me introduce myself. I am the current Second Young Master of Kowloon Walled City."

He paused slightly, his eyes filled with greed and helplessness. "As for why I came here and stood in front of you, it's of course because of the things you got from my second grandfather."

So that's how it is. Is it someone from Kowloon Walled City? I didn't expect this village to be so powerful that they found me so quickly. Ye Fan thought to himself.

Looking at the 10 mixed-bloods on the street, Ye Fan could tell that the purity of their bloodline was not high, all of them were at the C-level or D-level.

Even if there were 10 or 100 hybrids like this, he could handle them all within 20 seconds.

Ye Fan raised his lips in a mocking smile, "Is that the Jiulongzi?"

"Yes, that's it!"

The young man nodded hurriedly, eagerly and confidently.

Then he sighed helplessly:

"To be honest, we in Kowloon Walled City have fallen far behind the times. The bloodlines of our descendants are getting worse year by year. To be honest, I am the one with the highest bloodline of this generation, but even I am only of Grade B."

As he spoke, a hint of jealousy and desire flashed in his eyes. "As I expected, you are the legendary S-rank hybrid! I have a suggestion. How about you marry into our Kowloon Walled City? The Kowloon Children will be your dowry. How about that? We have many beautiful girls in Kowloon Walled City."

"If possible, we really don't want to resort to such tactics. All these half-bloods on this street are my uncles and relatives. I can't bear to see them die just for these nine beads."

"So, you gathered so many people who are almost like Deadpool in this crowd just to force me to hand over the Nine Dragons to you?"

"You're quite eloquent, but you can't bear it? How come your family's lives are lives, but the lives of other people on this street aren't lives?!"

Ye Fan sneered. The guy in front of him made him feel disgusted.

The nine dragon sons had already been swallowed into his stomach. At this moment, the nine dragon souls were lurking in his heart, resonating with his heartbeat.

Even if it was not swallowed, he would never give this thing that could greatly improve bloodline to the young man in front of him who obviously had unstable bloodline.

"Whatever you think,"

The smile on the young man's face did not fade, but became even more sinister. "Just as you said, that's right, we are forcing you in this crowd!"

"So, are you going to hand over this Nine Dragon Son or not?"

All the mixed-bloods around began to slowly gather here.

There was a smile and coldness on their faces, and the smile was like a mask, hiding a bloodthirsty desire behind it.

The ordinary people nearby didn't notice anything was wrong and just thought it was a family that met and chatted here.

The young man smiled, his eyes gleaming with madness. "We're already incredibly close to becoming Deadpool. To improve our bloodline, we're constantly using bloodline refining techniques, which has led to our bloodline becoming increasingly unstable."

He paused, and his smile faded.

"Okay, I'm not kidding when I tell you about these family shortcomings. I want you to know one thing: the people in front of You are a group of desperadoes!"

"We could lose our minds at any moment due to our Deadpool transformation. We're capable of anything. Do you want to bet?"

"Hahaha, betting? You're not worthy enough!"

Ye Fan really couldn't help laughing. The scene in front of him was so funny.

It's like a small dog the size of a palm saying it has rabies and asking you if you're afraid of being bitten by it.

Regardless of whether it has rabies or not, the size difference between this puppy and the dragon is not so easy to overcome!

As long as Ye Fan wanted, he could kill the young man in front of him at any time.

The young man's threats seemed to him like the barking of a paparazzi.

"You know I'm an S-rank hybrid, right?"

His blue eyes were as cold as the depths of a glacier as he looked at the young man coldly:

"Who gave you that confidence? You think I don't have the strength to kill all ten of you in this crowd!"

The young man's eyes were still full of smiles, and that smile was filled with a desperate determination:

"Of course I believe you have the ability. S-rank hybrids are as powerful as monsters. But there's one thing I forgot to tell you: my Word Spirit is the extremely violent Sovereign Flame."

"Did you see the burn on my face? This is a side effect of the only time I used the Sovereign Flame. With my B-rank bloodline, I can't control the Sovereign Flame at all, but I can still activate it."

He said, with a mad flash in his eyes:

"You can kill me, but how can you stop the flames? Do you want everyone on this street to be buried with us?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes instantly turned ice-cold, murderous intent surged around him, and he was ready to strike at any moment to end the life of the young man in front of him.

Although he didn't understand what was happening, he knew that the young man in front of him was threatening Ye Fan with the lives of ordinary people on the entire street.

He has never killed anyone and doesn't want to kill anyone, but if he has to make a decision, then he must not hesitate!

Every moment of hesitation is a disrespect to yourself and others. This is what Ye Fan said to him.

Brother Fan was chatting with this person. The other party's vigilance was very low now, and his physical fitness was obviously inferior to Brother Fan's.

If we use all our strength, we can solve it!

Lu Mingfei had already thought of a countermeasure in his mind, and with all his muscles tensed, he was ready to take action!

But Ye Fan patted his shoulder gently, his eyes revealing a reassuring calmness and strength.

Seeing Ye Fan's eyes, Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then stood silently behind Ye Fan again.

He believed in Ye Fan unconditionally.

"I'm so bored that I've had to listen to you nagging until now."

Ye Fan sighed helplessly. He had thought the young man had some kind of back-up plan, like planting bombs all over the street, or sending someone to his house to kidnap his mother.

But now it seems... the other party seems a little too naive.

"I've had enough. Today is the first night after my college entrance exam. I should go home and have a big dinner with my mother to celebrate. But I wasted so much time on a scumbag like you..."

Ye Fan paused. His originally azure eyes had been permeated with golden light at some point, like the scorching sun breaking through the clouds, emitting supreme majesty:

"Are you ready for my wrath, you bastard?"

Ye Fan's voice was calm but mixed with anger, like a sudden storm, weighing heavily on the young man!

Chapter 52: A lull in the storm, and unknown dangers!

The pressure of the royal hybrid was released without reservation.

Even the passers-by around felt their bodies turn cold and hurried to leave the street.

This is the case for them even though they don't have dragon blood in their bodies, let alone the 10 half-breeds on this street who have dragon blood.

Those who possess dragon blood can feel the mountain-like pressure more clearly. Their muscles are stiffening, their skin is trembling, and every hair is standing straight up!

Their hearts almost stopped. They knew that the boy in front of them was an S-level hybrid, but was he really an S-level hybrid?

Although they are both mixed-race, the other party seems to be a completely different species from them!

Now they have a strong urge to kneel down. Standing in front of each other, they are like a group of traitors who have violated the emperor's majesty!

I wanted to kneel down immediately and beg for forgiveness.

The young man was greatly shocked. He was closest to Ye Fan and was under the most intense pressure.

Now he could feel his knees bending and shaking uncontrollably.

But so what? There was madness in the young man's eyes.

Even if he dies here, he will dig out Jiulongzi. This is the only hope for the village's revival!

This is the only hope for our fellow countrymen to no longer be troubled by their bloodline!!

He was extremely confident that he could release the extremely violent Jun Yan before Ye Fan's Time Zero was activated!

Because as long as he had this thought, the bloodline that was not under his control would release this extremely powerful and destructive word spirit with all its strength.

"Don't threaten me, Mr. Ye."

The young man's voice trembled as he forced a smile that he thought was cruel.

"I'm so scared right now. If I accidentally use Jun Yan, I'll be in big trouble."

Ye Fan shook his head slightly, his eyes full of disdain, "You can try to use your Jun Yan."

Looking at Ye Fan's determined expression, the young man's face instantly turned as dark as ink, and cold sweat oozed uncontrollably from his back.

He muttered something, and complex and ancient dragon characters flowed from his lips, trying to stimulate the usually extremely violent Jun Yan.

However, at this moment, the flame was like dead ashes, motionless.

Ye Fan slowly placed his hand on the young man's shoulder. "I have another Word Spirit called Discipline. Are you expecting to use your Word Spirit in front of my S-level Discipline with your B-level bloodline?"

The evening breeze suddenly froze.

Ye Fan's golden pupils were as hot as lava, and the shadow of an ancient clock appeared in the depths of his pupils.

The moment the second hand crossed the dial, the whole world sank into sticky amber - time zero and seventy times extended.