Dragon Clan: Restart your life

After listening to Qilan's "nightmare", Ange finally understood why the child had murderous intentions towards him.

"Have you ever thought about it, if it is true as you said, the soul of the Black King resides in my body, can you really kill me?" Angers whispered, "According to You, He will do his best The earth will protect me until I gather enough strength to usher in new life from my body.”

Qilan said solemnly: "I know, but now is the most likely time. The 'Caesar Star' can suppress the spirit of speech, and maybe it can also suppress his soul."

Ange was silent for a while, shook his head and said: "According to you, after you arrived, my self-healing ability should have ceased to exist, or been suppressed, but what will be the result?"

Qilan was stunned, smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Child, I'm not afraid of death, but at least I can't die now." Angers exhaled slowly, "Besides, are you really sure that such an existence will be bound to my life? Can He find it? With one host, you can find a second and a third one. To Him, I may be just a temporary hotel."

Qilan remained silent.

Ange raised his hand to cover his face tiredly and said: "Let's go back and discuss this matter. Now that the meteorite is in our hands, we have plenty of time to verify it. Can you please contact the headquarters now? No matter what you say Whether it is true or not, I want to do a full body check now."

Qilan looked hesitant and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Principal, the situation may not be what you think. Our current situation is actually very dangerous."

"What's the meaning?"

Angers put down his hand and looked at Qilan.

Qilan smiled bitterly and said: "The enemy did not give us the 'Caesar Star' out of good intentions. He just wanted us to divert some people's attention and use us as bait. To be honest, I seem to have been tricked by a mysterious person." The forces are watching."

Angers was stunned, and after realizing it, he shook his head and said: "To be precise, you have been connected with two mysterious forces. One party gave you the 'Caesar Star' and also revealed some secret information to you. Now it is even more so. You are trying to lure the other party to target your power, am I right to sum it up like this?"

"No problem." Qilan nodded, "We are on the run now."

"What day is it today?"

"The third day."

"Didn't you try to contact the Enforcement Department?"

"The night I found you, multiple forces visited our branches in Egypt."

"Oh?" Ange smiled instead of getting angry, "How many forces are there, and who are they?"

"Almost hybrid forces from all over the world are involved." Qilan said with a wry smile, "Everyone is very interested in your goals and the news of whether something happened to you."

"It seems that some old guys are still reluctant to part with me." Angers shrugged, "Isn't your spirit a [prophet]? Didn't you see a route for us to successfully escape and return to the headquarters?"

Qilan waved the "Caesar Star" in his hand, looking helpless.

While Ange was speechless, he also sighed and said: "You should hide it in a corner. The first prerequisite is that we get back alive."

Qilan thought for a while and said: "I saw a glimpse of the future through the [Prophet] before I came to you. The place where we received support from the headquarters is this abandoned building. Today is already the third day. I think the support from the headquarters should be It’s already arrived.”

"Headquarters support?" Angre suddenly fell silent. He pointed to his lips to signal Qilan to be silent. He closed his eyes and listened to the sound of wind flowing in the air.

Suddenly, he pushed himself up and rushed towards Qilan. He fell to the ground with Qilan and rolled several times on the ground. Sparks flew in the corner where he had just been lying.

"Damn, it looks like there's a sniper."

Ange ignored the cracked scab and endured the severe pain, pulling Qilan into a blind corner.

"I don't know if you're hiding too well, or if someone in the school doesn't want me to go back alive, the enemy is here, but the support hasn't arrived yet." The old guy whispered, "Do you have any weapons?"

Qilan handed a folding knife back to him with an ugly expression, and then took out two pistols from his waist.

Angers took the folding knife and asked cautiously: "What is the coverage of this 'Caesar Star'?"

"It has a radius of five hundred meters and is placed in the center of the alchemy field. It is said that the range can be expanded ten times."

Ange's face twitched slightly, and he decided not to delve into why the 'Caesar Star', which could suppress the spirit of speech, could be blessed by alchemy.

The five-hundred-meter radius made him give up the idea of ​​temporarily throwing away this meteorite that would damage the enemy by one thousand and damage himself by eight hundred.

He silently put away the folding knife, then grabbed a pistol. After checking the magazine, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What is the rating of your firearms class?"

"A-..."

Angers took the second pistol and nodded: "Very good, I am S."

He slowly lay down and listened to the vibrations from the ground.

"Hell, at least dozens of people." He opened his eyes with an ugly expression, "Where did the support you saw appear?"

Qilan silently raised his hand and pointed to the right.

Through a large irregular hole on the right, they could see a tall and tall figure standing on the rooftop of a residential building opposite, with its back to the moon tonight, and its long and unruly figure.

Angers seemed to see hope and couldn't help but said in surprise: "That person is the support you saw?"

Qi Lan frowned and looked at it for a long time, then hesitated and said: "It seems so?"

Angers color suddenly changed. They couldn't see each other's faces clearly in the deep night, but from the other's movements and outlines, he could vaguely recognize that the other party had raised a rocket launcher from the ground!

"You'd better pray that those are really our reinforcements, otherwise we'll have to jump off the building."

He tensed up and grabbed Qilan's shoulders, always ready to take him to jump off the building. Fortunately, they were only on the fourth floor, and now it all depended on which floor the other party was aiming for.

Qilan couldn't help but become nervous. He saw the clip of them being rescued here, but he did not confirm the identity of the reinforcements.

Just when they were concentrating on the opposite rooftop, the opponent fired, and the first stream of fire shot out, but it fell to the ground as soon as it exited the muzzle.

With a clang.

The explosion's flames exploded on the rooftop opposite.

"..."×2

"..."×n

A group of hybrids approaching the target from all directions looked at each other in confusion, looking up blankly in the direction of the explosion, their expressions suddenly alert, thinking it was an ambush.

Angers and Qilan, who witnessed the whole process, fell into silence.

Angers said seriously: "We should pray now that those are not our reinforcements, what do you think?"

Qilan was speechless.

Suddenly, intensive gunshots came from all around, and the roaring and powerful firepower instantly swept across the rooftop of the building next door. All the hybrids who noticed this scene immediately swept the rooftop of the residential building with firepower.

Before the dust from the rocket launcher had dispersed, a dense rain of bullets enveloped the rooftop of the building next door. It would have been impossible for anyone to survive under this firepower.

Basar, who witnessed all this with a telescope from a distance, was stunned, his eyes were blurred, and he fell into a sluggish state.

The members of the executive department standing next to him fell silent and silently took a few steps back to distance themselves from the minister.

"I xxxxxxxxx..." Basar suddenly jumped to his feet and cursed. He knew that the equipment department's stuff was unreliable, but in the past, unreliability was reflected in excessive firepower. This kind of mistake has never happened!

"Come here, gather together and prepare to attack!" Basal's eyes were red and he shouted through gritted teeth.

"Uh...Boss! Boss!" Suddenly a younger brother said in surprise, "Commissioner Lu is still alive!"

Bashar was so excited that he raised the telescope again and looked in the direction pointed by his younger brother. His eyes suddenly locked on a embarrassed figure.

He was stunned again and murmured in disbelief: "Can this person survive? What kind of monster is this?"

…

"Bah, bah, bah!" Lu Mingfei spat out the dust in his mouth, gritted his teeth, and threw the rocket launcher with the "Lord Devourer" label on the ground.

"Shame on you!"

If he hadn't deployed the [Dustless Land] right away, the skin would have been peeled off at such a distance. However, for some unknown reason, with his control over the elements, the [Dustless Land] just now was almost gone. It is completely protected from the impact and light heat of the rocket launcher explosion, and the dust in the mouth is one of the proofs.

Lu Mingfei frowned, felt the elements in the air, and found that the nearby elements had lost their vitality and fell into an almost sleeping posture.

He looked thoughtfully at the building in front of him. Was it the rumored meteorite fragment?

It seems that the news is correct. Regardless of whether it is Qilan or not, at least the meteorite fragments have not escaped.

Dense barrages danced in his footsteps and bounced around. Lu Mingfei's face turned slightly dark. This operation suddenly exposed him from the dark to the bright side.

unlucky!

With a dark face, he turned around and walked down the rooftop, hung all the guns prepared by Basar on his body in the corridor, and then deliberately loaded two Frigga bullets into an M9 pistol.

Only two can survive tonight. As for who will survive, it depends on your luck...

Lu Mingfei strapped on his weapon, broke into an abandoned residential building, accelerated in the living room, smashed the balcony glass, jumped up, and crashed into the abandoned building.

As soon as he stood up, there were heavy footsteps on the right side.

Lu Mingfei put the gun away from his waist, whistled, and pulled away a grenade neatly. After precise calculation, the grenade hit the wall and then bounced into the corridor next door.

"F@#k!"

With an angry international friendly greeting, the shock wave of the explosion rippled through the first floor, the ground shook, and the entire abandoned building began to shake slightly.

Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment and decided not to use the grenade next time, fearing that if a few more hits were used, the whole building would collapse.

He took out his favorite Winchester M1897 pump-action shotgun from behind, bent down and leaned out, aiming the gun at the only survivor in the corridor, a strong man holding a shield. He blocked it with his shield. The grenade exploded out of range, but his whole body became stiff due to the huge impact.

The next moment, forty-five 8.4 mm steel balls tore apart everything in sight.

Lu Mingfei shot him and reunited him with his comrades.

He pulled the slider, tilted his head slightly, dodged the bullets aimed at him from behind, and shot with his backhand, tearing both the man and his bulletproof suit into pieces.

[Kamaitachi] is turned on. Although the power is much lower than before, the Kamamaita group is like a passive worker brother, intermittently transmitting the surrounding sounds back to his ears, but it still allows him to control the whole place.

After the mixed-breeds upstairs heard the yelling and gunshots below, they realized that someone below had broken into their encirclement. Was it the target of this trip, or was it Cassel's reinforcements?

After listening carefully to confirm the floor, they nodded to each other and gathered around below in tacit agreement.

No matter who came tonight, they were not prepared to let each other leave alive, and this idea hit it off with Lu Mingfei. It can only be said that it was destiny for them to meet here.

Lu Mingfei, who was walking upstairs along the corridor, felt inexplicably guilty. He raised his hand and fired a shot, accurately hitting the head of the mixed-race who was about to glance quickly.

With the sound of the corpse falling backward to the ground, Lu Mingfei always felt like a cheating player in CF back then.

No other word spirits were needed, just the heartbeat caused by [Kamaitachi] allowed him to confirm the enemy's location.

This wasn't a fight, it was a harvest from the start.

There was a sound of something rolling down.

Lu Mingfei was stunned. Good guy, the brother above was smart enough to drop two grenades and roll them down the corridor without showing his head!

Following two explosions in succession, as the entire abandoned building swayed, someone came out of the corridor with a gun.

Before he could stand still, there was a hole in his forehead. This man kept holding the gun with both hands, fell straight on the stairs, and rolled down.

Lu Mingfei blew on the muzzle of the gun and put away the pistol. He said that in his previous life, he was not good at anything except for his pistol skills. Everyone knew that S-class was good at firearms courses.

Da da da--

Accompanied by the piercing scream of submachine guns, multiple gunmen covered the corridor entrance with a dense crossfire net.

The continuous gunshots and the sound of falling to the ground made the mixed-race people upstairs feel uneasy. The end of the gunshots meant that the battle was over, but the gunshots that rang out one after another the next moment meant that it was not the other party who ended it. , but the people on their side.

They didn't dare to be careless and tried to suppress it with firepower.

Suddenly, there were noisy sounds from the second floor, and the chatter was mixed with the hail of bullets. What Lu Mingfei heard most was the confusion and roars about being unable to use his speech spirit.

It seems that the inability to use the word spirit has brought a lot of trouble to this group of mixed-race elites.

Lu Mingfei leaned against the wall, slowly reloaded the bullets, and counted how many people were in the building based on his heartbeat.

There are twenty-seven scattered on the second floor, converging towards the entrance to the corridor leading to the first floor. There are still seventeen heartbeats on the third floor, nine of which are moving downwards, and the remaining eight continue upwards. The fourth floor...

two?

The Qilan and the principal that that bastard Basar said?

Lu Mingfei grinded his teeth. When he thought of Basar and his rocket launcher, he became angry. He now seriously suspected that Basar was an undercover agent arranged by the enemy on his side!

He poured all this bad luck into the muzzle of the gun, turned over at the moment when the gunfire fell, fired three bursts in an instant, solving the intersection of firepower in three directions, and then jumped into the upstairs room on the second floor like a ghost. .

"He entered the second floor!"

"Don't scatter! Assemble in small groups!"

"Damn, how many enemies are there?!"

…

The languages ​​of various countries were mixed together, mixed with inexplicable fear and anger.

Losing control of their words and spirits made them feel like they didn't know how to deal with it. This was the first time they had encountered this situation.

Lu Mingfei was busy mentally applauding Kassel's insistence on the education policy of popularizing Chinese!

Listening to the conversations of these people, he heard at least six languages, which he could understand.

Lu Mingfei felt worried when he thought of being on the battlefield, with a group of people speaking English, others speaking French, and me speaking Chinese, so he raised his hand and pulled the trigger through a wooden door.

Another body fell to the ground.