Chapter 179 Wow, there’s a dragon!

Fengjian Liuli, originally one of the three members of the eight Snake families, is currently the second-in-command of the fierce ghost group. Whenever he goes out, everyone respectfully calls him His Majesty the Dragon King.

He used to be unknown among the Eight Clans of Sheqi, but now he is the strongest fighter among the fierce ghosts.

He is extremely powerful and his words are cunning. In his eyes, the elites of the Executive Bureau are just losers who can be easily killed.

Just now, he broke into the heavily guarded Kobe Mountain Experimental Base alone, killed more than a dozen law enforcement officers who were accomplices without bloodshed, and finally escaped without alerting anyone.

But now, he was being controlled by a gigolo who had no good eyesight.

Looking at the big hand that was holding her wrist like an iron clamp, and the cowboy glaring at her, Fengjian Liuli couldn't help but start to doubt whether she had been too indulged in alcohol and sex recently.

He couldn't even knock down an ordinary person! As the saying goes, wine is the essence of grain, the more you drink, the younger you become.

Sex is the sugar of life, moderation makes you calm.

Considering that she was still young and didn't want to do bad things like that old bastard Wang Jiang, which would shorten her life, Feng Jian Liuli made a difficult decision in her heart -

Starting today, he will stop drinking! But before that, he needs to solve the trouble in front of him.

Because the distance was closer and Old Tang was no longer trying to be cool, he successfully unlocked the emoticon library. Fengjian Liuli quickly recognized that the gigolo in front of him was the bodyguard with sunglasses and scowl.

He has top-notch makeup skills, so he can naturally see through Lao Tang's disguise.

It turns out he is a mixed-race, no wonder he is so resistant to blows.

Fengjian Liuli understood what was going on, withdrew her hand, and prepared to use 50% of her strength to knock the man down.

I didn't use 80% of my strength because I was worried about throwing the person into a picture, and it would also add to the trouble of painting the wall for the humpback whale predecessor.

But, after trying, I couldn't pull it out.

I tried again, but still couldn't pull it out.

"..." Fengjian Liuli remained silent, just staring at Old Tang. The dragon blood in his body began to boil, and the force of his arms pulling back was enough to pull a heavy truck.

However, Old Tang still had an expression that said "You little brat, don't even think about escaping from me", and was not at all surprised by Fengjian Liuli's sudden increase in strength.

He even mocked:

"No way, is that all? You look like a little girl, but I didn't expect you to be even stronger than a girl."

To be honest, when Ryoma Kaoru tried to force him to submit just now, he used much more strength than this.

"With this little strength, you dare to learn to be a gigolo. If I ask you to carry me like a princess, I'm afraid you'll be crushed to death."

Knowing that the person in front of him was an enemy rather than a friend and was unaware of his incompetence, Old Tang couldn't help but imitate Lu Mingfei and start talking nonsense.

Upon hearing this, Fengjian Liuli frowned slightly, grabbed Lao Tang's wrist with his backhand and shook it hard, trying to slam this foul-mouthed guy against the wall.

However, his upper body turned around, but his arm was still in place, held tightly by Old Tang.

"What? You want to run away because you can't beat me?" Old Tang looked at the pretty boy with a look of disdain and suddenly increased the strength in his hands.

After awakening his bloodline, Old Tang has always felt that his physical fitness is improving.

But he had no place to test it, and secondly, he felt pretty good about himself. It wasn't like Batman who had difficulty controlling his surge in strength and easily damaged the furniture.

So until this moment, he didn't know how strong his power was.

In his opinion, this was enough force to crush an apple, but Fengjian Liuli felt that his wrist bones were almost squeezed together.

As the severe pain hit, this gigolo with outstanding temperament no longer cared about anything else. He used the force of pulling his hand to suddenly turn around and punch, aiming at Lao Tang's face.

After falling into the group of fierce demons, he also learned kendo and various killing techniques in order to avenge his brother.

This seemingly ordinary punch, if delivered effectively, could directly crush a person's head.

"Damn it, if you don't hit someone in the face, that's unethical!"

The jab came as fast as thunder. Old Tang's face changed and he turned his head to avoid the friendly punch while cursing.

Then he grabbed Fengjian Liuli's wrist, held his other arm with his shoulder, and slammed forward with all his strength.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Fengjian Liuli felt like being hit by a mammoth. Her thin body was half-lifted by Old Tang and pressed against the wall like a flying dead leaf.

This is not a paper-pasted screen wall, but a genuine load-bearing wall. The huge impact even caused a human-sized vase next to it to shake.

Even with Fengjian Liuli's abnormal physique developed from years of taking evolutionary drugs, he almost blacked out.

As expected of a bodyguard, he is quite strong!

The promotion he had just made caused quite a stir, and the bald bodyguards who had been distracted by the humpback whale had already heard the noise and were coming over. He had to quickly deal with this guy who relied on brute force.

He chanted a long-lost ancient language, and the ethereal sound flowed quietly like a hypnotic ballad.

The free left hand suddenly retracted and grabbed the back of Lao Tang's head. Fengjian Liuli suddenly lowered his head and glared at Lao Tang's eyes with a pair of golden eyes as bright as the sun, which were three parts cunning, three parts complacent and four parts caught off guard.

The border of the transparent field expanded rapidly, and Old Tang, who had a look on his face saying “Why are you adding BGM to yourself if you just want to fight?”, was instantly wrapped up in it. The bald bodyguards who had just turned into the corridor in the distance also rushed into the transparent field of words without stopping.

Plop, plop——

Seven or eight bald bodyguards collapsed after taking only two steps and fell into a baby-like sleep.

Old Tang was carrying Fengjian Liuli and was about to give her another shoulder throw to end this farce completely.

But just when he was about to exert his strength, Fengjian Liuli's enchanting eyes suddenly glared at him, and her gaze was like a knife, piercing his soul.

Old Tang's movements paused slightly, and his eyes became dazed for a moment.

But in just a moment, his mind returned to clarity, as if the intimidation from that glance was just a breeze that failed to stir up any ripples in his heart.

He snorted coldly, clasped Fengjian Liuli's collar with his fingers, and was ready to throw him to the ground.

However, the next second, a voice so soft that it almost sounded like an illusion sounded in his ears:

"elder brother."

The voice seemed to come from a distant memory, carrying some kind of irresistible magic.

Old Tang's movements suddenly stopped, and his eyes, which were originally full of anger and dissatisfaction, instantly became empty and lifeless, as if he was pulled into some invisible illusion.

Seeing this, Fengjian Liuli couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was just worried that his spiritual words would have no effect on this scowl, and he even began to doubt whether he exercised too frequently before going to bed every night, causing the effectiveness of the spiritual words to be greatly reduced. He was ready to reduce the frequency and intensity of his exercise before going to bed.

Fortunately, his bloodline and spiritual words lived up to his expectations.

Fengjian Liuli took the opportunity to break free from Lao Tang's restraints and landed lightly back on the ground.

He straightened his wrinkled chest, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Going around behind Old Tang, he was ready to wash away the shame with a knife move that was powerful enough to split bricks and break wood.

But the moment he raised his hand, an unprecedented feeling of weakness suddenly swept through his body, as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant.

His steps staggered suddenly and he almost fell to the ground. He barely held on to the wall with both hands to keep kneeling. His face was as pale as paper and fine beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

It felt as if countless needles were going in and out of his brain, and the intense pain made him almost unable to hold back and growl.

But thinking of the thieving orangutan upstairs, Fengjian Liuli gritted her teeth and didn't cry out, forcing herself to suppress the pain.

He raised his head with great effort and looked at Old Tang's back, his eyes full of disbelief.

The Nightmare Tapir, his Word Spirit, is one of the most dangerous abilities in the Word Spirit Periodic Table.

It can unreasonably pull the target into the "nightmare" it has created.

If someone believes that he died in a nightmare created by a nightmare tapir, then his consciousness will really disappear, and his body in the real world will gradually cool down into a cold corpse.

It is true that some individuals with strong mental powers can escape from nightmares, but since her debut, Ruri Kazama has never encountered such a situation.

I never thought I would meet one today.

What's even more outrageous is that as a nightmare creator, he is unable to peek into the other party's dreams. Even maintaining the other party's nightmare almost exhausts all his strength.

Who on earth is this scowl? !

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His golden eyes were tinged with blood, and Feng Jian Liuli realized that he had picked the wrong opponent. This was not a barbarian who only knew how to fight with strength, but a pervert with extremely strong mental power! Resisting the urge to vomit blood, he forcibly closed the Nightmare Tapir Domain and interrupted Lao Tang's nightmare.

The transparent field suddenly dissipated, but Old Tang still couldn't wake up. He hung his hands down and turned his back to all living beings, like a god who had ruled for eternity.

Looking at the not-so-tall figure, Fengjian Liuli felt a fear and trembling in her heart that came from her soul, penetrated deep into her blood and was engraved into her bones.

He looked back, only to see that the unlucky bald bodyguards had changed their postures at some point.

He changed from lying on the ground to prostrating himself, worshipping in the direction of Old Tang.

That posture is like a pilgrimage.

Seeing this, Fengjian Liuli couldn't help but her pupils shrink suddenly, and she had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

It seems that this is not about choosing the wrong opponent, but about choosing an ancestor for oneself!

He used General Wang's life as a guarantee that the man with the scowl in front of him was definitely not a human, let alone an ordinary mixed-blood.

This horse must be a dragon!

At this moment, Lord Dragon King's heart was broken.

His original plan was to settle all grudges, let the Snake Eight Families and the Demon Clan fight to the death, and then take the opportunity to take Sakurai Kogure away and live an ordinary life like the brother in his dream.

But now, let alone the smooth execution of the plan, the fake Dragon King encountered a pure-blooded real dragon!

Not to mention running away, it is still unknown whether he can survive.

Based on this extremely terrifying feeling of oppression, it is conservatively estimated that the man with the shaggy eyebrows is also a second-generation species.

And it is one of the best.

It was unbelievable that a dragon was wandering around the Japanese branch whose mission was to slay dragons, and no one noticed their true identity.

I don’t know if they are collectively blind or if this guy’s disguise is too successful.

Although he was not sure why his already closed Word Spirit could still control the dragon for so long, now was obviously not the time to discuss how long the super hybrid's Word Spirit could last.

Fengjian Liuli, who was exhausted all over, gritted his teeth and fell forward, propping up his limp body and crawling towards the stairs. Just now, when he was lifted up by the bull, the mobile phone in his arms fell out.

He had to find a reason to make that stupid woman leave quickly, otherwise this place would turn into purgatory and that stubborn woman would definitely rush in to save him at all costs.

Crawling forward with difficulty, he felt a little regretful that he was too impatient for success and acted rashly without clearly testing the enemy's strength. Now he hit a wall.

But who could have imagined that the biggest behind-the-scenes investor of the Sheqi Eight Families would be so extravagant as to use dragons as bodyguards.

If possible, Feng Jian Liuli really wants to greet the other party's parents. Is your last name "Neck Pants" or "Pants"? Why are you so pretentious?!

But now he didn't even have the energy to curse. His brain was aching as if he was struggling. The backlash of the Word Spirit·Dream Tapir was impacting his spiritual world.

The cowardly figure buried deep in the brain seemed to have sensed something and was trying to leave the wooden house that was always surrounded by coldness and loneliness.

Fengjian Liuli's body twitched slightly, the amplitude of his arms swinging changed slightly, and his eyes were sometimes fierce and sometimes weak, as if another consciousness was fighting with him for control.

At the same time, Lu Mingfei, who was playing games with Eri in the circular hall on the fourth floor, suddenly realized something was wrong. The fish tank that served as the dreamy background seemed to be rioting.

The fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs started to convulse again, and this time it was much more severe than Old Tang's "death stare". Dozens of fish had already started to turn over! Old Tang was in trouble! Lu Mingfei didn't bother to think too much. He dropped the handle and picked up the gun and Eri's knife on the desk. He rushed out of the door in three steps, leaving Eri, who was dazed, holding the handle and standing there at a loss.

"There's a disturbance downstairs. I'm going to check it out. Just stay here and don't move!"

Lu Mingfei's voice squeezed in from outside the door, and he had already rushed out a long way.

Eri blinked, looked at the panicked marine creatures around her, thought for a moment, put down the handle, and ran out like a little rabbit.

Sakura only said not to walk, she didn't say not to jump.

By the time she jumped out of the door, Lu Mingfei had already rushed to the stairs. Relying on his strong physique and youthful vigor, he was too lazy to even walk up the stairs and chose to jump down.

"boom--"

Amidst the loud bang, Lu Mingfei, holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, landed in a perfect superhero posture.

With his eagle-like sharp eyesight, he caught sight of a cricket pupa crawling on the ground. Lu Mingfei suddenly raised the muzzle of his gun, only to be faced with a face that looked like an evil ghost.

The makeup is delicate and the expression is distorted.

Half of his face revealed an elegant and strange charm, and the other half revealed cowardice and timidity. The bulging blue veins crawled all over his forehead and cheeks like little snakes, and his pair of bloodshot black eyes were filled with grief, indignation and despair.

How should I put it? Lu Mingfei felt that every frame was enough to make him sad.

He followed the angry gaze of the suspected schizophrenic patient and saw a shattered cell phone at his feet.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. No wonder he felt something prick his foot just now.

But it’s just a cell phone, why make such a complicated expression? If someone doesn’t know, they would think it was your crown that was crushed.

"Sorry, I'll compensate you later!"

Looking up at Old Tang, who was facing away from Wangu and silently accepting the worship, Lu Mingfei didn't have time to say more. He just threw down a word and rushed towards Old Tang, where something was obviously wrong.

Isn't it just to let you be with a rich woman? Why are you giving me that 30 years in the east, 30 years in the west? Don't bully the young and poor?

Even if you want to be Xiao Yan, I am not Nalan Yanran!

Subconsciously, he wanted to say a few bad words, but Lu Mingfei didn't say them in the end.

Because the next second, fire really started to come out of Old Tang!

Holy shit, you are really the Emperor of Flame?!

(End of this chapter)