If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

White cloud detectors intertwined into a network and hit the thick clouds in the sky. The waves were constantly crashing and washing the blue stone steps. Various figures in the water were drifting with the waves. Luxury cars were parked in the fog. In front of the Sydney Opera House, the red taillights lit up one after another, and the driver wearing white gloves got out of the car and opened the heavy door for the owners in the back seat.

The warm and glitzy light of the opera house shines on the red carpet with golden flowers blooming. The dazzling people arrive in a golden wheel. The well-dressed men step out of the car. On this occasion, no one will count the clothes on each person. Brand, because everyone wears a crisp suit.

In the eyes of people with real class, good clothing always exists to set off a person's temperament. But if that person's temperament is enough to overwhelm everything around him, even if he is wearing a white washed T-shirt and jeans, holding a champagne glass The ladies in evening gowns will also throw their brightest and most charming smiles at him.

The men attending the meeting tonight are probably over forty, and the slightly younger ones are all thirty. Time has left traces on the corners of their eyes and foreheads, but they cannot be erased tonight. smile.

After getting out of the car, the men stretched their meticulous formal attire a little, then turned around and bent slightly to hold the delicate white hands that stretched out from the inside, and then the whole length of dazzling white lotus-like arms, which could not be covered under the formal skirts. The long legs stepped forward, and the tight arc of the calf reminded people of an artistic bow made of ivory. The high heels dropped to the granite floor and made a crisp sound. The black granite floor reflected diagonally the girls and men stepping forward and raising their arms. In the fleeting light, the Wuni Opera House seems to be inserted in the black clouds, exuding the atmosphere of the food bell.

The red Ferrari stopped in front of the Opera House. A waiter who was guarding the red carpet trotted over and opened the door for their distinguished guest - a very discerning young man. When he saw the driver holding the steering wheel, A beautiful lady, she knew that the two guests tonight did not bring a driver to the meeting, and it was time for them to appear.

Opening the car door, Wan Boqian threw the car keys into the waiter's hand. Lin Nian got off the station and came to her side. The two of them were together but did not go directly into the endless crowd in front of the opera house. They stood on the inconspicuous side. On the road, he looked at the men and women walking in order on the red carpet, corresponding to the character files memorized in his mind.

"Bona Group." "Yongsheng Consortium." "Emperor Company." "Xingya Entertainment." In Lin Nian's eyes, many men's faces matched the photos in the document. Can they catch up tonight? As expected, the people who came here were all big shots with assets and financial power. However, less than three minutes after watching, the next group of people rushed to the door of the opera house, Shi Shiran, disrupting Lin Nian's original plan.

It was still that flowing luxury car, its grade was only higher than that of the previous batch of wealthy gentry who arrived. Lin Nian only wanted to see this because this was another group of foreign gentry who came here for its reputation, but the commotion caused after these people got out of the car was not. His eyes completely turned serious, just because the moment the people in the car got out of the car, the graceful men and women in front of the opera house suddenly became inconspicuous, like earth dragons and monkeys. .

These last batch of strangers also came in luxury cars, and they did not drive a private helicopter or anything like that. But whether they were men or women who got off the car, their faces were even those of Lin Nian. Never seen in the documentation of Fingal's investigation.

These men and women are all young people, handsome men and beautiful women, with retro oiled hair. The lines of leather suits reveal a longer and more elegant temperament. There seems to be nothing superfluous except themselves in their eyes. The flow of people only reflected the magnificent opera house not far away. They walked proudly on the granite paved with red carpets and became the focus of the entrance of the opera house in the blink of an eye.

After this new group of newcomers walked into the crowd, they were like a big wave washing away the sand, quickly sifting out the CEOs of the consortia and group bosses, like gold standing out from the sand, crushing them with a stern look. The older generation of gentry. Lin Nian even noticed that many middle-aged people with a market value of billions or tens of billions took care of themselves and cautiously greeted and dealt with these young people younger than their own sons, but they were so cautious with smiles on their faces. What often comes is just a few words of greeting and the back of the person leaving casually.

The bosses didn't even have a chance to hand over the hot name tags in their arms. They watched the young people walk into the door of the opera house with the girls showing the gilded black invitations, and they didn't seem to be hesitant at all. Resentful, but full of regret and regret, I stepped up my pace to keep up, as if I wanted to have an "accidental encounter" in the opera house.

"These people seem to be all mixed races." Wan Boqian next to Lin Nian whispered. Her eyes were filled with shock at some point. Looking at this bizarre scene, the biggest emotion surged on her face. Yan Yan, "a true son of a noble family."

The words of the blood-tie Luo had already covered the whole place silently. In Wan Boqian's eyes, these young people who came in the last batch were as dazzling as pulsating red dots on a blue map, so energetic. Full of dragon blood!

The dragon's blood rushing in the veins is like hormones, quickly attracting the closeness and enthusiasm of the plutocrats and bosses, but they ignore all the attentiveness and chatting, and smile, hiding the unruly golden eyes under their eyes. Entering the Opera House.

"It seems that tonight it's hard to say whether we got lucky or bumped into a ghost." Wan Boqian's voice was a little cold. This was not a small illegal gathering. It was simply held in a black zone outside the supervision of the Secret Party. Mixed race party!

These people are hidden among ordinary people, using the banners of consortiums and large companies to conceal their presence. They gathered in this little-known second-tier city and prepared to spend money like water to hold a trading party that completely violated the rules of the secret party. You can almost imagine what will happen at this charity party tonight. Something shocking appears, and these people are here for it.

"I have always been curious about where the hybrid forces in China are hiding, and now it seems that the answer is right in front of me." Young Lin said in a low voice, "What is the purity of their dragon blood? Can the blood knot be roughly sensed? ?”

"I can only have a vague concept. The stronger the bloodline in my language spirit, the greater the 'radiation' to the surroundings. But if I want to further observe this phenomenon, I need to gather the 'field', but once I do this, there will be It may cause them to notice." Wan Boqian whispered, her voice was almost inaudible, but her words were clearly transmitted to the channel following the ultra-miniature headset hidden in her ears. A gadget from the equipment department, secret and durable , of course, it can also be thrown as a bomb at critical moments.

"Just like the last time Chu Zihang followed, when the field was compressed to within a hundred meters, even he instantly discovered the 'field' you expanded." Lin Nian nodded, but did not notice that Wan Boqian on the side was using a weird expression There was something Wan Boqian didn't tell Lin Nian when she looked at him. In the realm of her bloodline knot, the signal radiated by this boy was like a deformed and twisted sun, covering almost the entire opera house and even the surrounding area. ! It was precisely because of his influence that she was unable to further determine the specific blood levels of the young hybrids shrouded in radiation.

Lin Nian lowered his eyes and silently remembered the faces of the "strangers" walking on the red carpet, and then communicated to Chu Zihang in the parking lot through the wireless channel, "How are the hostages?"

"Still under control, weapons have been changed." In the parking lot, Chu Zihang looked at Shao Yifeng walking in front of him and said. The object in his hand was changed from a revolver with a terrifying caliber to a Zippo lighter, but Shao Yifeng, who was held up by the lighter, was afraid to make any mistake.

He had just seen the person behind him use this thing to punch through a small street tree. The most terrifying thing was that the bullet was a subsonic silenced bullet. If he was shot through the heart by this thing in the crowd, no one would be around. Knowing who did it, the possibility that the other party would let him go because he was afraid of exposing himself was completely eliminated in his mind.

"Pull him over. It's basically confirmed that Shao Yifeng's acquaintance is indeed an unknown hybrid. If he has any signal to escape or call for help, he will be killed directly. In my eyes, he is a suspect. Your life is more important than his." Lin Nian said calmly.

"Won't it cause a disturbance?" Wan Boqian asked softly.

"I will take care of everything the moment I shoot." Lin Nian said, "Tonight's situation has exceeded the expectations of the execution department. If the standard for a 'B' level mission is to 'confirm the presence of one or more hybrids' , then the current situation seems to have exceeded this limit."

"What we are about to face tonight is an 'A' level mission." Wan Boqian said.

"What we may face is multiple mixed-race forces with a long history, and a 'Jew' whose hands and eyes can hide from the executive department." Lin Nian nodded and looked at the flashy and bizarre scene in front of the opera house, "I am getting more and more The more curious I become about this person’s true identity.”

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