Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 283 278. Angers, Constantine

There were very few passengers in the carriage. There was a terrorist attack at Haneda Airport half an hour ago. The Japanese know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Citizens rarely have the idea of ​​going into a dragon's pool or a tiger's den.

Lu Mingfei looked around at the carriages on both sides with maltose in his mouth. He could only see sparse people in the distance. Although it was morning, it was as deserted as late at night.

The carriage was eerily quiet, and the howling wind outside ripped a small hole in the silence.

With nothing to do, Lu Mingfei opened Lianliankan and played on the stand-alone computer, but the video email he just received from Norma was still in his mind.

He felt vaguely uneasy, realizing that today's Tokyo has completely become the core of a huge storm. The White King's resurrection is nothing in this storm, because there are many pairs of eyes outside of fate staring at her. Her bones, blood, soul, power, and everything will definitely be deprived of her.

This is no longer the home of the little devils. The real monsters are grinding their teeth and sucking blood, preparing to sit down at the dining table to enjoy the final feast.

Lu Mingze said that Lu Mingfei was also a big monster, but he didn't think so. To this day, Lu Mingfei still feels that he just wants to change some tragedies that were destined to bloom in his destiny. He is not interested in sharing the world with other unknown evil ghosts.

Lu Mingze hoped that he would take a certain path that was still unclear so far, but Lu Mingfei didn't want to take that path.

He was brewing a thunderstorm of anger in his heart. When the anger could no longer be suppressed, the monsters would be horrified to find that the guy they regarded as their staple food suddenly overturned the dining table and wanted to nail them to the bronze pillar with swords. superior.

——The strong wind and the drizzle like cow hair roared across the airport runway, and the black Gulfstream G550 made a deafening sound to tear apart the red clouds. That was the Sleipnir, the special plane of the president of Kassel College, and its engine There was a rumbling sound that echoed through the empty Haneda Airport along with the howling wind.

Angers was able to see Xia Mi's original identity with the blessing of the King of Sky and Wind, Vidfornir, and naturally knew that the so-called Constantine was actually a true first-generation species. It's just that his authority was taken away.

The principal and Lu Mingfei tacitly never mentioned this matter.

Constantine lost his power, so Angers did not know which king he had been, but that did not prevent him from being vigilant. Angers even considered killing Constantine just after Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi left Chicago for Tokyo.

But the boy didn't seem to have any ill intentions toward humans. There are various signs that he is not a dragon king like Norton who emerged from the cocoon and became active in the human world, but an old man who came out of ancient times with memories. Such a dragon king could be so cowardly and peaceful, which simply overturned Angers' previous understanding of dragons.

What's more, since the king of the earth and the mountain can stand with them before the end because of a man, why can't this king who lost his crown do the same.

It's just that Angers is an old man who has lived for one hundred and thirty years, and he knows how strange some things can change a person into.

For example, those unforgettable hatreds, the flames of hatred burning in his heart, can even support such an old guy who should have died a hundred and ten years ago to still be active on the front line against dragons to this day.

So even if the college lets Constantine stay in Valley College to learn about humans and hybrids with the reserved students, there is still a sniper rifle filled with Philosopher's Stone bullets aimed at that seemingly harmless person. boy's brow.

Sleipnir landed at Haneda Airport at 3:40 in the morning. At this time, even the international airport with unprecedented passenger traffic seemed deserted than at other times. Most of the runways were closed, and a few The runway prepared for flights to land is also hidden in the long guidance lights.

Not long ago, the airport was notified that the edge of the runway would be cleared. Then the Tokyo Metropolitan Air Traffic Control Bureau pulled up an airtight barbed wire fence around the runway. In less than half an hour, all the airport staff were driven away. Upon arriving at the scene, men in black trench coats filed in, each holding an assault rifle. Some raised the high collars of their trench coats, looking around vigilantly to patrol despite the strong wind at night.

A month has passed since Chu Zihang's team was attacked by a group of deadpools on the streets of Tokyo. Today, with such advanced information and transportation, Masamune Tachibana and Ga Inuyama made concessions to the academy within three weeks of executing the Ministry's instructions. Power has penetrated into every corner of the city.

One of the commissioners raised his head and glanced at the sky above his head. It was pitch black, with only the occasional searchlight beam sweeping across the sky. The clouds were as low as the mountains above.

Outside the barbed wire fence in the distance, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is cleaning up piles of construction debris. A yellow-painted construction forklift shovels up concrete fragments and broken tempered glass and dumps them on a black truck. The police escorting the truck The inspector of the inspection department lowered the brim of his hat very low, and his figure was beyond shameful. The yellow warning tape completely surrounded the project there.

It stands to reason that the enforcement department would be wary of such a counter-intuitive scene. How could the airport arrange for people to dispose of building materials and waste late at night, and the person responsible for this work is actually the Metropolitan Police Department, which is not part of the same system at all. But the experienced commissioners turned a blind eye, as if their eyes had completely ignored what was happening not far away.

A real-time news was being broadcast urgently on the huge screen in the terminal in the distance. A large-scale power outage occurred in Shinjuku District. Gangs broke through the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's security area and started a confrontation downstairs at Genji Heavy Industries. A gang vendetta was suspected. At the same time, the director of the Metropolitan Police Department was being interviewed by reporters. He said that so far, the Metropolitan Police Department still maintains the highest level of control over Shinjuku City, and large-scale confrontations between gangs have been dispersed. He also said that some people on the Internet claimed that Genji Heavy Industries was attacked by "alien" Invasion" is inaccurate.

Obviously everything that happened in the titanium black building tonight was inevitably leaked.

There are always people who can hear the roar of an evil spirit mixed in the heavy rain. I think the residents of Shinjuku City will have an unforgettable rainy night.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the Japanese government will not believe a few words on the Internet. The power behind this matter is too huge. Whether it is the Sheqi Eight Families or Kassel Academy, or even those mixed-race organizations active in various fields, they will abide by it. A dogma that separates the worlds of dragons and humans.

The rather sweet voice of the female reporter penetrated the thick glass curtain wall and echoed in the wind. A strange and depressing atmosphere echoed in the empty airport runway.

Sleipnir roared like a tiger, and turned on all the lights like a black dragon opening its eyes.

It slid onto the 1,800-meter-long runway at a diagonal downward angle at high speed, with dazzling sparks when the tires rubbed.

All the commissioners were looking at the crazy monster at this moment. The head of the execution department trotted onto a jeep and chased the Gulfstream airliner into the depths of darkness. The lighthouse in the distance lit up the blazing sun with a bang. Like a xenon lamp, three huge blade-like beams cut through the rain and darkness, and finally concentrated the huge light spot at the end of the runway, just in time to envelope Sleipnir, who had completed his deceleration.

The person in charge of the execution department secretly cursed in his heart that he was really crazy. If he dived at such a speed, if he made even the slightest mistake, the entire plane would turn into flames racing in the violent storm, even if the person sitting on it was Hilbert Jean. .Angers would not have survived such an explosion.

But I feel relieved when I think of the principal's style manager. That guy has always been a pioneer of madness. The so-called death may be just an indifferent term.

The door of the plane slowly opened, and the person in charge jumped off before the jeep stopped. At the same time, two strong young people jumped off, each holding a black umbrella in their hands.

In such an environment, some dazzling white light even overflowed from the aircraft door. As the ramp descended, two black shadows appeared in the white light.

The two vigorous young men immediately opened their black umbrellas and rushed forward. The person in charge reached out and took the suitcase of the somewhat unfamiliar boy. The box wasn't heavy. It probably only contained some clothes, and at most a laptop was stuffed inside.

"Hello, principal!" The head of the executive department looked at Angers eagerly. To these people, Angers has always been a legend. "I am Aya Yoshiyuki, the person in charge of this pick-up operation." Aya Yoshiyuki said.

For example, his number in the Executive Department is 000001S. The first four digits of the Executive Department file number should be the birthday of the commissioner. For example, Caesar's file number is 112933A. This is because he was born on November 29th, and the commissioner was born on this day. He is ranked 33rd and has an A pedigree. Angers's file number does not indicate his birthday. He has lived for too long. His passport is constantly changing, and the birthday on the passport changes again and again. The original birthday is no longer important. The "1" in the number symbolizes his uniqueness and irreplaceability.

Another example is Angers's proud record in the dragon-slaying battlefield. He has killed countless pure-blood dragons and deadpools in the past hundred years, and even fought with the King of Bronze and Fire in the Six Flags Amusement Park incident in Chicago. Norton fought, and together with Lu Mingfei, they got the only chance for the Philosopher's Stone bullet to shoot into Norton's heart.

"Have you said hello to the customs? We shouldn't need to check the passport, right?" Angers smiled, with a calm expression in his eyes under the brown lenses.

"Norma has broken through the system firewall of Japan Customs. The information of you and this...Junior Brother Kang has been entered in advance." Aya Yoshiyuki was very excited, although the commissioners of the execution department are basically alumni of Cassel College , but the class structure in the academy is quite serious. For Lu Mingfei, of course, if he wants to go to a place like the principal's office, he can just open the door and have macarons and Ceylon black tea to taste at any time. However, most other students may not be invited to enter it even after four years of undergraduate study. .

What's more, Angers is really full of things to do. Normally, the professors are in charge of school affairs, and the principal rarely shows up in the college. Not to mention close contact, most students can only be seen at the opening ceremony and graduation ceremony. His side. So the excitement of the person in charge is actually understandable.

The boy scratched his hair and smiled shyly: "You can just call me Xiaokang. To be honest, Junior Brother Kang, I sound like a bucket of pirated instant noodles."

Only then did Yoshiyuki Aya notice that the boy was actually very delicate. His skin had a marble-like texture under the dazzling light. His collarbones were slender and his fingers were slender. His facial features were very delicate, and his eyes were clean and timid.

He seems to be just an ordinary boy. I don’t know why the principal made a special trip back to Valley College to bring him to Japan today.

"We rarely go to Haneda Airport, why did we arrange to land here this time?" Angers buried his head and re-fixed the folding knife with cold forged steel pattern on his forearm, and then glanced at the dark rain curtain around him, "Over there at Genji Heavy Industries how's it going?"

"There was a crash at Narita Airport half an hour ago. The Metropolitan Police Department blocked the area. If you choose to land nearby, it may cause unnecessary trouble." Aya Yoshiyuki explained, "The Japanese branch probably encountered a lot of trouble tonight. Big trouble, our people are investigating, it may be related to Deadpool."

Chu Zihang's team's action plan was not reported to the execution department, so Aya Yoshiyuki certainly didn't know what happened at Genji Heavy Industries tonight.

Dragon-shaped Deadpool and Dragon-shaped Corpse Shou, no matter which one is taken out, it is an evil thing that can shock the entire hybrid world, but one person from the Eight Sheqi Family possesses them both.

"Call the equipment department and ask them to check the Diliaster again. We still need more storm torpedoes... There will be a tough battle to fight next." Angers glanced at the person in charge who was leading the way. "Aya Yoshiyuki, I remember you. You entered school in 1981 and graduated from the Department of Alchemy and Mechanical Engineering. I even gave you a gift when you held your wedding in Chicago."

Aya Yoshiyuki straightened his back and looked very excited: "My wife Reiko Kobayakawa is also your student. We have all been fortunate enough to listen to your personal teachings by the principal, and we have benefited a lot."

"You were already a couple when you were in school, right?"

"Yes! Reiko and I both came from Kagoshima. We are childhood sweethearts." Aya Yoshiyuki was a little shy when talking about this matter.

The commissioners of the Executive Department followed from a distance. The principal and Constantine got into the jeep with Aya Yoshiyuki. Then the car stopped in front of the glass door of the terminal. Aya Yoshiyuki opened the door respectfully: "Principal please!"

"Lu Mingfei and your sister are staying at the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo. I'll send you there to meet them first." Angers lowered his head and said to Constantine. The boy blinked: "I am an only child." Constantine remembered Lu Mingfei. He showed that he was a loner at all times, especially not talking about having a brother in front of a 130-year-old man.

"Whatever, cousin or something." Ange shrugged, "Did Xia Mi tell you that she is in a relationship with Lu Mingfei now?"

"What...what do you mean?"

"Literally." Ange laughed, "I really envy young people. They do whatever they want to do with great vigor."

The old guy suddenly looked in a certain direction. It was beyond the light, and the night was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers.

"What's wrong?" Aya Yoshiyuki was stunned for a moment and looked in the same direction.

Angers waved his hand: "It's nothing, just an illusion. As you get older, you will always like to think wildly."

He was not just imagining things. A few seconds ago, a black figure jumped down from a very high place. There was no support at the starting point of his jump. It was as if the space was torn open and he appeared here. Although this statement is a bit strange, it is indeed the case. The reality there is shattered like glass, and a bright light fiercely emerges from the darkness where he came from within a few tenths of a second, and then The black shadow swept across the dagger silently. The commissioner who was close didn't even notice the pain. Warm blood spurted from his throat to the hands of the black shadow.