Dragon Clan: Restart your life

At the end of the 19th century, the Cabal gave birth to Meneke Cassell.

An outstanding leader, one of the strongest dragon slayers in history. His strength caused all forces to retreat and led the secret party to a new glorious era.

After the Summer Mourning incident, many mixed-race forces had just finished their celebrations and were preparing to welcome the new era of the fall of the Secret Party. However, a new star named "Hilbert Jean Angers" rose again, and once again It laid the foundation for the glory of the secret party.

After that, the secret party never gave birth to an outstanding junior comparable to its two predecessors.

Many leaders of mixed-race forces are discussing in private. In Eastern terms, Menieke and Angers have exhausted the power of the Secret Party. As long as Angers waits for a hundred years, the Secret Party will fall from the altar. When the time comes, they will surely be able to take their place, dormant for decades just to transform into a dragon one day...

But no one expected that this wait would last hundreds of years.

Some leaders did not wait for the news of Angers death, but instead suffered themselves to death...

Others are now hanging on to their lives relying on various medical instruments, just to fight for a breath and achieve the achievement of dying later than Anger, so that they can smile like nine springs.

How many mixed-race forces have changed their leaders from generation to generation due to various reasons, but only Angers remains standing, always standing at the forefront.

And now...

The old banger finally got the damn news of his death!

As soon as the news came out, the mixed-race forces all over the world were excited. Except for the North American mixed-race forces who had no time to take care of themselves, all the mixed-race forces with names and surnames sent people to Egypt to verify the news.

No other meaning, purely out of humanitarian concern for seniors/old friends!

Also on this day, after initially verifying the authenticity of the news, many leaders who were hanging on their beds relying on medical equipment opened their eyes.

Under the eyes of young people with tears in their eyes, they finally handed over the highest power of the organization and expressed their high expectations for them. They turned their heads and tremblingly stretched out their hands as skinny as chicken feet, looking out the window with smiles in their eyes. The middle finger is raised to show respect for someone.

It’s hard to say whether this respect was conveyed, but the young people were very excited anyway. After receiving the symbol of power, they were so excited that they couldn’t control themselves. With filial piety in their eyes, they enthusiastically hugged the seniors in the hospital bed. The seniors were old and frail. It was really It is difficult to bear this passion, and they pass away one by one with a smile on their faces.

As a result, many mixed-race forces ushered in a change of dynasty on this day.

As the flowers of the mixed race world, the energetic young people are ready to do something big to show their existence to the world.

But obviously, things always go wrong in this world. If there is a God, then God is obviously not a human being and never does things for human beings!

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"What number is this?"

With a grunt, the man swallowed and asked nonchalantly.

"Is it the...seventeenth one?" The woman on the side held up a telescope and said uncertainly.

"Have you timed it? Is it still five minutes?" the man said blankly, "Isn't this Evening Bell Council said to be invincible even if I'm a first-rate person?"

The woman said with determination: "You must be bragging, and bragging costs nothing. Aren't we also known as the bottom of the first class, the strongest hybrid force after the Secret Party and North American hybrids?"

"Aren't we?" the man said in surprise, "I always thought we were only under the Secret Party and North American hybrids."

The woman's eyes showed disdain and said: "Which first-class power do you think would allow other people's branches to open in front of their headquarters?"

"Uh..." The man wiped his sweat and laughed dryly, "Didn't the boss say that we and the secret party are allies? Brotherhood organizations should help each other and support each other."

The woman hummed, "Listen to what he's talking about. What kind of alliance is this? It's obviously a relationship between the supervisor and the supervised. We are the ones being supervised!"

The man was shocked: "Really or not? No wonder I always feel that the brother next door looks at me like a prisoner."

"It's not that exaggerated, but most of the mixed-race forces are under the supervision of the secret party. Generally speaking, they won't care about it. You can mix black or white as you like, but if you have a tendency to lose control, you will not care about it at all. Issue the execution order without mercy." The woman sighed, and then said with longing in her eyes: "I heard that the commissioners of the Kassel Executive Department can travel with public funds every year. If they tend to lose control, they will not be executed, but will be sent to a certain place. A monastery on an island.”

"Tour on public funds..." The man also looked longingly, then looked left and right, and whispered, "Sister Ling, do you think it is possible for us to abandon the secret and turn to the bright side?"

Sister Ling rolled her eyes and said rudely: "Do you think it's because of my love for the organization that I never went to the next door?"

"Well……"

"The Kassel Executive Department rarely accepts newcomers who defect halfway. Behind them is Kassel Academy, an independent talent training system that continuously supplies talents to the Executive Department. Even if those who defect halfway are accepted, they are temporary workers and cannon fodder. "Sister Ling pointed down, "Well, this is from Kassel College. He made his debut at the auction house last year and became an instant hit. Then he killed the King of Earth and Mountain in the same year. If the body had not been seen, there would be no conclusive evidence. The evidence has long since been enshrined as a god.”

The man exclaimed, "Sister Ling, did Mr. Lu really kill the King of Earth and Mountain?"

Sister Ling curled her lips and said: "It's hard to say whether it's true or not. After all, I haven't seen the Dragon Bone Cross, but based on his record in the past few days, if I kill you, I will definitely be bloody and lightning."

Say it, she took a look down at the telescope again.

The man who took five minutes to walk out of a secret base was facing away from her. He was squatting in front of a roadside stall selling roasted pigeons, instructing the boss to add more seasonings.

Sister Ling's eyes were complicated. The Evening Bell Conference to which the secret base just now belonged was one of the many organizations that had taken action against the secret party not long ago, and its hands were stained with the blood of the execution department.

In the past two days, this S-level road commissioner has proven with his actions that all those stained with the blood of the Kassel Executive Department Commissioner have paid ten times the price without exception.

So far, nine of the teams sent to Egypt by seventeen organizations have ended up with no survivors, and without exception, their hands were stained with blood.

The strength and iron-blooded skills displayed by this road commissioner reminded many forces of the time when Angers first took charge of the secret party.

The same is true of revenge, the same cold-bloodedness and no mercy. In just three days, the mixed-race world seemed to have seen the birth of another Angers, even worse than him.

Angers' power is based on the extreme development of [Time Zero]. He has developed this word spirit to an unprecedented level. Even high-risk word spirits whose order is much higher than [Time Zero] are difficult to use in front of him.

And the new S-Class...

So far, no one has figured out what kind of word spirit he has. Elite personnel sent by more than a dozen organizations have not even tried out his word spirit.

"Sister Ling, have you heard? It seems that someone above is not convinced and wants to send someone to teach this S-class a lesson." The man whispered.

Sister Ling looked away from the telescope and said seriously: "Remember, we are very convinced. If the boss wants to be unconvinced, let him hold it in. If it doesn't work, let him bring his own people."

The man said with envy: "Sister Ling, I don't dare to say this to the boss. It's better for you to go ahead. You have a really good relationship with the boss."

Sister Ling rolled her eyes and asked, "Is there any specific news?"

"Well, the nine organizations that have been purged have all sent their people here. The other organizations that have suffered little loss have chosen to sit back and watch. The boss wants your opinion."

"My opinion was made very clear just now." Sister Ling suddenly asked, "Is there any movement in Kassel? Didn't the boss go to the next door to get the news?"

"Let me see if it says something in the email..." The man opened his laptop, flipped through it for a long time, and then raised his head and said, "The email said I went there last night, but according to the branch brothers, their headquarters has recently been dealing with the outbreak of coronavirus all over the world. There are no arrangements for Egypt regarding matters related to the Dragon Clan.”

"Stand still? How confident are they in this person? No matter how strong he is, he can't fight against hundreds of people by himself, right?" Sister Ling murmured.

She suddenly sniffed her nose, and there was a smell similar to chili noodles that was a bit pungent.

"It smells so good, Sister Ling, this is..." The man on the side turned around following the scent, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Sister Ling obviously realized something. Her body stiffened and she didn't turn around. She muttered silently, "You can't see me, you can't see me..." Then she slowly moved her steps to the side, trying to pass the test by being cute.

This is clearly the smell of blood, where is the fragrance...

A dove wing was handed to the front from behind.

Sister Ling looked confused, should she take it or not?

It would be unreasonable not to take it! You actually refused the boss’s kindness!

But if you take it...it doesn't make sense! If you dare to take the boss’s grilled wings today, you can’t even think about it tomorrow!

In the end, Sister Ling took the dove wings. She thought to herself, today I will bet that the road commissioner is a good person!

It's strange to say that she recently had a strange habit of speaking her mind out. She accidentally said the above words and was about to see a doctor when she returned home.

Lu Mingfei knelt down, licked his fingers that smelled of roasted pigeons, leaned in front of the man's notebook, and asked curiously: "When will they arrive?"

The man slowly forced a smile and turned the computer screen to Lu Mingfei.

Sister Ling turned around and said with a smile uglier than tears: "Commissioner Lu, this matter really has nothing to do with us, we are just passing by."

"The seventeenth time we passed by?"

Lu Mingfei's casual words left her speechless.

Lu Mingfei pulled the email to the end, touched his chin, and asked: "Send a message to your boss and help me ask when reinforcements will arrive. Don't pick it early in the morning. The jet lag makes me uncomfortable."

The man looked at Sister Ling for help. Sister Ling glared at him and then nodded sharply.

The sound of typing on the keyboard sounded. While the man was contacting his boss, Lu Mingfei asked Sister Xiang Ling: "Which organization are you from?"

"...Iron-Blooded Brotherhood." Sister Ling smiled awkwardly but politely.

This answer silenced Lu Mingfei, and the scene was a bit cold for a while. He fiddled with his phone, raised his head and said in surprise: "You are really there! You are actually a fraternal organization of the Polish branch! I thought you were fooling me."

At this moment, Sister Ling also took a breath of cold air. The name of the brotherhood organization, Emotion, was not just made up by the bastard boss? !

"Well, since it's a brotherly organization, forget it." Lu Mingfei kindly persuaded, "When the information comes in, you should quickly pack up and evacuate, so as not to cause embarrassment if there is an accidental injury."

Sister Ling hesitated for a moment, wondering if the name of the fraternal organization emboldened her, and asked in a low voice: "Commissioner Lu, are you prepared to fight alone?"

Lu Mingfei did not deny it: "Recently, the headquarters is short of manpower, so there will be no support."

"That's at least a hundred mixed races, and you are alone..."

"No matter how many lambs you have, they are still just lambs and cannot become a pack of wolves."

"...Commissioner Lu, if I remember correctly, you were an ordinary Chinese high school student before joining Kassel? Did the training in Kassel transform you into a new person, or did the awakening of dragon blood change many of your ideas? "

Sister Ling asked hesitantly.

Not only her, many people want to know this question. Lu Mingfei, who was an ordinary high school student for eighteen years, has been transformed after one year of ordinary college life, not only in terms of combat power, but also in terms of spirituality. , the cold-bloodedness and strength he has displayed in the past few days have made some people feel afraid. This is not the mentality that an ordinary person who has been ordinary for eighteen years should have. It is just like Angers who returned from hell.

"I have inherited the fine traditions of our school." Lu Mingfei grinned.

"What is it?" Sister Ling asked subconsciously.

"Back from hell." Lu Mingfei shrugged.

Sister Ling was stunned for a moment. The S-class seemed to be quite humorous and not so unfriendly to strangers. He gave her dove wings and even joked with her. He seemed like a good person...

"Commissioner Lu... Commissioner Lu! Our boss has replied!" The man in front of the computer said happily.

"Okay, please help me pack. It's getting late. I have to go back and talk on the phone with my wife." Commissioner Lu took out a USB flash drive and gave a thumbs up, "As expected of a fraternal organization of the Polish branch. Efficient enough!”

After the "packing" was completed, Commissioner Lu burped with satisfaction and left leisurely.

Looking at his leaving figure, Sister Ling kicked the man hard and said angrily: "Hurry up and book a flight ticket, buy the fastest one, and run away!"

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Lu Mingfei put his hands in his pockets and took a car on the road. He used a mobile phone translator to inform the driver of the location and sat in the back seat humming a song.

He spent two days visiting the forces that had attacked the executive department one by one. During this period, he did not hide his identity. He was just hoping that certain forces would continue to send more people to add to his glorious achievements.

It's not enough for Egypt's soldiers and generals to squeeze his teeth, let alone achieve prestige. If he wants to hit the ground running and quickly gain a prestige comparable to that of the principal of Angers, or a bad reputation, he must step on enough "steps".

Either they are well-known "industry big guys" such as Henkel, or they rely purely on quantity.

It's a pity that in the early stages of starting a business, with limited connections and poor conditions, I have no choice but to choose the latter.

Lu Mingfei looked out the car window at the early morning streets where people were gradually coming and going.

There is a time zone difference between Egypt and the United States of seven to eight times. It is still night time at Kassel College, and Eriki is still waiting for him to go back and say good night.

The cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

Lu Mingfei was shocked. Could it be that Hui Liyi couldn't wait any longer?

When he took out his cell phone and saw that the caller ID was empty, he immediately looked disgusted and answered the call impatiently.

"Hello, long time no see, brother. Do you miss me?" The flattering and cheerful voice was as always.

Lu Mingfei answered yes and said that he really misses his brother. How have you prepared recently? I can't wait to rescue you now!

Lu Mingze clicked his tongue and said, "Brother, you are so active. Do you want to throw me out as a free laborer to help you make a fortune?" Don't think about it, brother, I have been fishing professionally for tens of thousands of years!

Lu Mingfei got angry and asked why he wanted to see me.

"Good thing! We are expected to arrive in Egypt tonight. There is a problem with several of the organizations that are besieging you. Remember to keep two alive and ask them about their headquarters. The rest will be left to my wet nurse group."

"Is there a problem?" Lu Mingfei suddenly asked doubtfully, "Ling is accompanying senior sister, and Mai Shutoku is still responsible for escorting the dragon. Where will the manpower of your nanny team come from? You are not going to let the financial people go to the front line again, are you? ?”

"Actually, I also have a nanny group..."