Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Yuan Zhisheng did not expect to be able to cut off the head of the fifth-generation species so smoothly. Fingel, who originally teamed up with the super-A level according to his A-level hybrid character, had to fight fiercely for at least three minutes before he could successfully kill this pure-blood species. Blood dragon type.

However, Russell's ultimate foul-mouthed ability was so powerful that the angry fifth generation even risked his own life to spray him with a puff of flames. With the blessing of Fury Buff, the power of this puff of flames was equivalent to several napalm bombs. detonate simultaneously.

If Fingel hadn't jumped up and kicked Godai in the face at the critical moment to interrupt the spell, and at the same time grabbed Minamoto and threw him out of the window, he, the young master of the Minamoto family, would have been like the Minister of Information at this moment. He was buried under the rubble and his life and death were unknown.

Cutting off the fifth generation who had been severely injured before, Yuan Zhisheng sheathed the sword and signaled Russell to clean up the scene, while he turned around to look for Fingel's body.

After receiving a shot from the fifth-generation super king flame at close range, even a super hybrid like him, who inherited imperial blood and had physical strength far beyond ordinary people, was either dead or injured. The guy who defeated him head-on was just an A+ grade hybrid. There is a high probability that there are no bones left.

It's a pity that although the two sides were very unhappy when they first met, and even got into a fight the second time they met, Fingel's willingness to sacrifice his life to save him just now proved that the other party's character and magnanimity were worthy of Cassell's, even if he let go The eight Sheqi families, which are full of talents, are also among the best, and there is even the possibility of competing for the position of master.

Russell on the side also seemed to have guessed that his minister must have had an accident if nothing else happened. His face suddenly showed sadness, and he raised his long stick in his hand and was about to whip the dead Godaime's head like a top, but he remembered that he wanted to serve as a chamber pot for the principal, so he moved away. The target hit the floor tiles next to it hard:

"Minister, the data on your hard drive has not been destroyed, the web browsing history has not been deleted, and most importantly, the succession will has not been made yet. How could you die so young, you bastard!"

Just when Russell was so sad that he was about to go back to school to inherit everything he had inherited from the minister, a gap suddenly opened in the ruins, and then a burly man holding a Damascus hunting knife leaped out. His clothes were charred and he looked at the man who had just escaped from the fire scene. When he came out, it was Fingel who had been posthumously appointed as the previous Minister of Information by Russell.

Fingel, who was disheveled but not seriously injured, fell to the ground. He looked at Russell, who had put on a look that said "Thank God the minister is still alive, and the news department has hope again." He lamented that this guy's acting skills are so outstanding, why should he slay a dragon? It would be great to go directly to Hollywood and become an actor.

But fortunately, I am a decent person, and my study materials have been deleted by Eva a long time ago, so I don’t have to worry about being hacked.

And when Yuan Zhisheng looked at Fingel, who was only slightly injured, a strange color flashed in his eyes. Sure enough, this guy had hidden his strength, and it seemed that he had the same ulterior secrets as himself.

Fingel said that in desperation, he stepped through the thin floor and fell to the first floor, thus avoiding the crisis of being hit by Jun Yan head-on. This reason barely makes sense, after all, people's physiques are different. , especially his speaking spirit is a bronze throne that enhances physical fitness.

At that time, Yuan Zhisheng was pushed out by the shock wave generated by the explosion. He could not see the specific situation and made no sound.

At this time, the sound of a fire truck was heard in the distance. A strong man in black, who was in the distance to prevent other people from approaching, packed up the body of the fifth generation species before the arrival of the fire truck, in order to remove some obvious traces as quickly as possible, and then took three people with him. Commissioner left.

Fingel sat in the passenger seat. He didn't take off his burnt clothes, but just took a coat and put it on.

In fact, he just lied. When Jun Yan detonated the fire element, he had just stepped through the floor. Before he could fall, Jun Yan's face was blown away. He crashed through a wall and was thrown into the studio next door. It was so suspenseful. A mouthful of old blood spurted out.

But after the "electrotherapy" given by the unscrupulous boss, he had a frighteningly high defense after releasing the word spirit. Such a violent explosion failed to scratch his bronze skin, and the small wounds on his body were still worried about being seen. In the gym When it collapses, the words caused by the spirit are cancelled.

“Beep beep beep——~”

The fire truck passed by the black car. Fingel subconsciously looked towards the leading fire truck and saw a fire fighter wearing a safety helmet and a solemn face staring at him in the back seat of the car. Watching an arsonist.

Fingel:? ? ?

Rubbing his eyes, Fingel wondered if he had been hit on the head by a falling beam and was hallucinating. Why didn't the unscrupulous boss wait for his meal at school and instead came to put out the fire? The sun was coming out to the west. Already?

Russell, who was holding the fifth-generation head behind him, noticed something strange about him and asked with concern: "What's wrong, Minister? Is your eye injured? Is it serious? Do you want to go to the eye hospital for an operation and rest for a few months? The work of the Information Department I’ll take care of it for you.”

"..." In front of Yuan Zhisheng, Fingel didn't want to tear off his mature, steady and cold disguise so quickly, and decided to let Russell know what cruelty means when he returns to school: "Russell, next time there is a mission, you will take the lead. Well, I want to see how long you can survive in the hands of the enemy without anyone to protect you."

Yuan Zhisheng, who was sitting aside with a knife and thinking about something, was too lazy to pay attention to the two people playing tricks. He replayed the scene of fighting with Fingel just now in his mind, trying to analyze how much strength he had hidden and the relationship between him and him. Given the huge gap, what is the chance of winning if there is hostility in the future?

The three of them followed the convoy and left River Valley Middle School by another route and rushed to Manhattan. There, the executive department commissioner responsible for exterminating the Deadpools made a mistake. An A-level Deadpool and two B-level Deadpools broke out of the encirclement. Disappear.

It is said that the leading A-level deadpool is extremely good at swordsmanship and possesses the word spirit Setsuna. The moment he sensed the danger, he seriously injured the heavily armed execution department soldier. Then the other party actually stopped two B-level deadpools during their escape. The deadly attack only knocked the surrounding people into a near-death state, so that those who came to support later had to disperse their efforts to rescue the wounded.

Now the headquarters suspects that this guy still retains some sense. After Minamoto heard the news, he immediately thought of Shimura Nishihachi's senior brother Omi Eiichiro. His IQ in combat should not be underestimated, and he was a It's not impossible for a determined guy to retain some consciousness after transforming into Deadpool.

Of course, it is also possible that the opponent has not completely degenerated into a deadpool, but has just become a "ghost". Like the fierce ghosts in Japan, depravity cannot save ghosts but can only kill them.

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On the other side, River Valley Middle School announced a two-day suspension of classes due to an explosion on the campus, and notified parents to come to the school to pick up their children and take them home.

A group of news reporters rushed to the scene after hearing the news, and blocked the Hehe River Middle School to interview people with knowledge of the incident. Some of the craziest ones ignored the warning and climbed over the wall to take photos of the explosion scene. They were sure that this would be the headlines tonight.

Some reporters went to Van Cortlandt Park to interview students, trying to extract some useful information from these innocent and stupid middle school students. No matter what, they had to publish some negative news about River Valley Middle School. Anyway, the facts are not important. The gimmicks must be full.

Among them, there was a guy with oily hair and pink face who stared at the beautiful girl group who were watching the swans by the lake, and pulled the photographer towards Isabella and Su Xiaoqiang.

"Hey, two beautiful ladies, we are reporters from the Evening Sun. Could you please interview you?" The reporter, who had a few ounces of hair spray on his hair and sprayed two ounces of hair wax, saluted very gentlemanly, with light makeup on his face. A sexy smile that makes girls obsessed.

However, he has brown hair, and his appearance is above average. With the help of makeup, he can reach the 81 points that the boss can score in a single game, so he did not get the expected answer.

The Asian girl with obvious mixed-race features first glanced at him warily, then shook her head and pulled her companion away. The reporter felt very hurt by her anti-thief eyes.

"Hey, Eddie, don't stand there stupidly. There is no symbiote here. You can't transform into Venom no matter how long you wait." The photographer patted his partner on the shoulder to signal him to stop being dazed.

Su Xiaoqiang took Isabella a little away from the group of reporters who just wanted to make big news, and came to a tree on the shore to wait for their family to pick them up. However, the sharp-eyed Su Xiaoqiang found a "Prohibition" standing not far away. In front of the "Fishing" sign, there was a familiar figure sitting on a pony pole, hanging bait on the fishhook, swinging as if nothing had happened even if he saw someone approaching.

"Oh, what a coincidence, we meet again." Xia Di, who had just gone to play with the fireman's water gun and was unhappy after putting out the fire, came to fish after the float stood up, then finally turned around and followed the two little ones. The girl said hello.

"Didn't you see that fishing is prohibited here?" Isabella was a very curious girl. At this time, she was obviously interested in Xia Di, who was elusive and bound by secular rules.

"That's what fishing guys are like. As long as the location is good, even if the police come to arrest you, you have to finish fishing before leaving." Xia Di said it seriously, but what he said was Chinese and the French girl couldn't understand it, so she could only ask her Su Xiaoqiang acted as the translator.

Seeing Xia Di's appearance, Su Xiaoqiang finally let down her guard a little. She once heard her grandfather say that when a fisherman has a rod in his hand, he can't spare time to care about other things. Like the one in front of him, he will throw two rods regardless of the fine. My compatriot is most likely a senior fisherman who is obsessed with fishing and is not very dangerous.

So she acted as the translator between Xia Di and Isabella, and was forced to learn a series of knowledge about fishing, such as what good fishing positions should be occupied by virtuous people, corn fishing for snails, silver carp and bighead carp, and fishing first. Su Xiaoqiang didn't understand things like "nest", "you have to bring something back when you come (fisherman never fly)", "it's not shameful to go to the market to buy something if you can't catch it", etc., but she was greatly shocked.

Not long after, Su Xiaoqiang's mother, who received the notice, rushed to the park to pick up her daughter. This Portuguese lady, who looked somewhat similar to French Rose, was a fashion designer and gave her away very enthusiastically before leaving. This men's fashion magazine is for Xia Di, as if he hopes he can dress himself up properly so that his beautiful face and perfect figure will not go to waste.

Xia Di took it with a smile, secretly noted it in her mind, and then continued to accompany Isabella to wait for her family.

"Isabella, I guess you have a sister, right?"

"How do you know?" The French girl looked surprised.

"Haha, because I saw it." Xia Di pointed at the mother and daughter walking not far away. The girl holding hands was simply a smaller version of Isabella.

"Ah, mother, Isabel!"