Fu Nian glanced helplessly at Xia Mi and looked serious, and walked to her side silently and reached out to touch her head.
He sighed slightly.
"Don't sigh, don't act coquettishly, don't be wronged. It's useless." Xia Mi curled her mouth, and she looked like she didn't listen.
"Where?" Fu Nian spoke.
Xia Mi's ears raised, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Fu Nian. Her tight little face instantly bent upwards. Her curved eyes were filled with a smile.
"Come with me!" Xia Mi grabbed Fu Nian's palm and walked towards the living room outside.
Although there are many rooms here, they are not very large. The living room is covered with only two rows of larger tables. It will be filled with a little luggage and a chair or two.
But at this moment, the center of the living room was empty and clean. There was even a layer of black cloth covering it.
Xia Mi walked to a corner of the cloth, grabbed it with one hand, and suddenly grabbed the entire cloth.
The black patterns inside are densely packed, showing in front of Fu Nian in the shape of a huge world tree. The trunks of the world tree connect one part to a circular open space, and the dense branches on the other side connect to another circular open space.
The patterns are winding like snakes.
Fu Nian has seen this figure, or this alchemy matrix. This is the figure that Xia Mi prepared for him when Fu Nian absorbed Constantine last time.
"You're ready?"
"I've been preparing for more than ten days! I didn't expect that brother, you are so stubborn! You have really taken off for so long!!" Xia Mi looked at Fu Nian with her head raised, and her tone was filled with a hint of helplessness and warmth.
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She naturally knew the reason why Fu Nian competed with her. If she could, she naturally didn't want to be Fu Nian's weakness, but this was not what they could decide at the moment.
"Go. I will support all the worries for you in the next chapter." Xia Mi carried Norton's keel cross to the end of the tree trunk, then pointed to the end of the other chapter and looked at Fu Nian.
Fu Nian stepped forward silently.
Xia Mi's mouth raised, and a black blood bead slowly dripped along her fingertips into one end of the world tree on the ground.
Click!
The moment the black blood bead fell, the air around it began to boil instantly, like a violent reaction between concentrated acid and water. The transpiration of white air instantly turned the space in the cabin into a bathhouse filled with water vapor.
The surrounding fire elements began to boil, and the rich white mist became denser, viscous and solidified.
On the periphery of the cabin, denser steam began to appear, which was the collision between the release of fire elements and the dense water elements around it. The more steam gathered, the more it gathered.
Suddenly, in the surging sea, a faint golden light curtain began to spread from the sailboat and began to spread rapidly towards the surroundings. The surrounding white mist was completely covered.
With the boat as the center, the entire sea surface was like being gently brushed by a pair of huge hands. All the folds and all the wind and waves calmed down in this moment. The last second was still roaring in a mighty and unrestrained manner, rolling freely.
The waves of the sea were like a good baby in the next second, and even the clouds in the sky became still.
The National Oceanic Atmospheric Administration, a staff member who was observing meteorological movements glanced at the changes in meteorological data that had changed drastically.
The next second, my whole eyeball almost glared out.
In the other party's sight, a typhoon that had just passed by Japan had weakened to the level of a tropical storm. While moving at high speed and landing on the scheduled route, it suddenly turned around, as if it had encountered something terrifying.
, and the 90-degree turn was unfounded and headed towards Japan to the west.
The staff rubbed his eyes and stared at the baseless scene in a daze. His nearly twenty years of work experience told him that it was unreasonable, but his eyes were telling him very seriously that this was the fact.
...
Two months later.
Kassel College
Principal's Office,
Anger looked at the documents placed in front of him with a little depressed look, and smiled bitterly for a moment.
Fu Nian "gives enough" Frost's face at the school board, and afterwards, he completely blocked the mixed races of the Gattuso family trying to enter Cassel College outside the campus, and also
A kind greeting to everyone.
At that time, Frost didn't say anything about this matter. Although he found many questions afterwards, he didn't even mention it at the school board meeting.
It was not that Frost held back this breath and thought it had not happened. Instead, he knew that his subsequent anger had no meaning at all. Fu Nian implemented Anger's will, and no matter how angry he was, he would not be scattered on him.
It hurts, and finally the other party slapped his butt and left. This was only an incompetent roar.
Unless you can really send a powerful faction who crushes Fu Nian and leave no room for him to place him on the charge of blocking the school board of directors' affairs and forcibly violently.
But he could not find a powerful hybrid species in the Gattuso family that could match the opponent.
Then my anger has no meaning.
But Frost is not a philanthropist, he is a politician, and what he has to wait for is the Lord to come up. Frost can investigate Angers in the name of the school board for various reasons to make things difficult for the other party.
Regardless of whether other school boards agree or not, as long as they can find evidence, they can investigate Angers on behalf of the school board.
To this end, he gave enough time to stay at Cassel College, Pasi and Charlie, and also sent their family's professional lawyer team to Cassel College.
Andrew Gattuso is a key hand he played.
The chief legal counsel of the Gattuso family, graduated from the Law Department of Yale University, is a mixed-race student with several US presidents. Unfortunately, Yan Ling has limited talent, so she spent the first half of her life in charge of the legal affairs of the consortium, and
Don't directly get involved in the largest investment project of the "Academy" family.
But he knew clearly the meaning of "academic", which was a money-burning institution, but it was more important than all the money-making institutions in the family. It gathered mixed-race elites in all aspects, one who had never set foot in the academy and had never been with those tenured professors.
We talk about the mixed races that they recognize and are recognized by them. No matter how successful you are in the purely human world, they are just second-rate people in the eyes of the mixed races.
"What are they doing? I want to add a team of engineering teams to us in the name of restoring the Valhalla of Kassel College? But their major is lawyers, and it will be slow for the Equipment Department to let them move bricks!"
The vice president looked at the document in front of him, which clearly stated that Cassel College would welcome the investigation team of the school board in a week.
"They are top students from the law major of prestigious universities, and the construction team is not their strength." Anger drank the coffee in his hand calmly and looked at the corner of his mouth helplessly at the vice president opposite him.
"They probably want to fire me."
The vice principal looked at Angers opposite him in a daze, and for a moment it seemed that his brain circuit had not turned around.
"What! Fry you?" The vice principal suddenly stood up, "Stop kidding, who do you want to be the principal? That old guy Frost is almost bald. You expect him to go to the battlefield to slaughter.
Dragon?! Even if the Gatuso family agrees, no other school boards will agree. They are not fools."
"But in fact, this is indeed their attitude." Anger pushed his previous document, "Yesterday, I was accused of three major mistakes and one hundred and eight detailed errors. The most direct point is that the school board said
I am seriously dissatisfied with my performance report and suspect that I am no longer able to remain as principal."
"It seems abrupt, but we often argued about this matter at the previous annual meetings of the school board. At that time, I was as confident as you. They couldn't find someone to replace me, and I was too lazy to have a relationship with them.
When you twitch your mouth, you will always be gentle and try to speak as little as possible.”
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to it. I'm so elegant." The vice principal rolled his eyes at Anger. I've seen you through a demon long ago!
"Don't go off topic."
"Oh. Then why are they ready to fire you now? They also sent out such an excellent professional team. It costs a lot of money to hire them a day. It's a waste. Why would you rather let me have a show in the college?
The beauty pageant is coming.”
"It was this time the keel bone stolen." Angers' voice was very quiet. "They felt that I was old and had a defeat. I no longer had the ability to lead the future of Cassel Academy."
"A bunch of guys are so confused." The vice principal frowned, "They experienced the battle between you and the Dragon King with their own eyes. Frost was so scared that he almost logged his eyes out. That was not an ordinary person at all.
Dragon King, even Norton was not the opponent of that guy when he was in full swing!”
"Besides, they fire you and let whoever takes over as the next principal, even you are not the Dragon King, who can still be the opponent!"
"It doesn't matter who they use to take over my position. Those people in the school board cannot fight against the dragon clan. You know, I know, only they themselves do not know. They don't understand how cruel war is.
Even though they experienced that incident, they could still be full of confidence, believing that they could completely bury the dragon clan with their mixed race and the technology trump card, and then they could safely grasp the power of the world.
"Anger looked at the vice principal opposite silently.
"But the war has just begun."
The vice-president shrugged helplessly, "They are politicians. Politicians always think of building a new world before the war is over. Just like the United States and the Soviet Union have not yet conquered Berlin and have considered how to divide their spheres of influence in Europe."
"But I am a soldier, I just need to live until the end of the war. I want to watch the last fireworks!" Anger looked at the vice principal, "Friends, I still need your support before the end of the war."
The vice principal sighed, "Friend, you are almost old, why do you still persist?"
"You know, why ask again?"
The vice principal nodded, "Indeed, you are the funeralist, so you have been wearing black and have a folding knife in your sleeves. Every moment of a hundred years you have been thinking about killing people, no, slaying dragons. You are the kind of people who hold grudges.
People, whoever makes a hatred with you and becomes your enemy will have a way out. Unless they kill you first, I just wonder how you are so stubborn."
"Then what are you thinking about? Why have you stayed at Cassel College for many years? Don't tell me that you are drinking wine here to retire." Anger turned his head and looked at the vice principal's round belly and shook his head.
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The vice principal scratched his head, "I won't tell you... I don't want to make up a lie."
"I need your support." Angers turned the topic back on track.
The vice principal sighed helplessly, "Old guy, Frost has long regarded me and you as birds of a feather, and is a brother in distress wearing a pair of pants. At the school board meeting, the other party was so bloody that I despise.
”
"Frost couldn't stand you being drunk at the meeting. He claimed to be a gentleman and could only negotiate with the gentleman."
"But you are also an old hooligan." The vice principal retorted.
"It's off topic."
"oh."
The air was silent. No one spoke anymore.
After a while, Angers stood up silently, looking at the rain that had already started to rain outside at some point. He slowly walked to the edge of the umbrella at the door.
Then he was ready to leave. In his eyes, the silence of the night watchman Flamel also explained the attitude of the writer.
"Hey! Angers!"
Suddenly, the vice principal's voice rang behind him.
Angers stopped, and did not say anything or look back.
"I don't like the chaebols and politicians in the school board. For the sake of interests, they can sacrifice anyone. Politicians don't care about morality and bottom line.
But what they still think about is construction, building a new era of mixed races and taking power. And you just want to worship the dragon clan...
I have known for so many years that according to your nature, no matter how powerful the dragon clan is, no matter how difficult it is, you have never retreated because you have a force that supports you to persevere until the last moment.
If possible, you need to detonate all nuclear bombs in the world to serve the dragon clan. I believe you will definitely detonate all nuclear bombs in the world without hesitation.
At the moment when the world is destroyed, you will light a cigar and pour a glass of champagne to pay homage to your old friends. Your life is waiting for that moment full of performance art,"
The vice principal lowered his head,
"But Angers, think about it carefully, all you want is destruction, and you don't care about anything. You are already on the dead end. In the eyes of those outside, you are a pure extrajudicial madman, Avenger!"
The rain fell from the window next to him. The iron-gray sky was filled with misty water vapor.
Angers stood there and still didn't speak. He didn't need to speak, and his silence was the best response to this.
"Tell me a word. Are you really confident to kill that guy?" The vice principal's voice was low, very low, as if someone around was peeping at the conversation between them, but in fact, if they wanted to,
In a single area, even a mosquito cannot fly into it.
"You know I don't want to hear the ending of death together." The vice principal added.
"I need time to prepare." Angers's voice fell slowly.
Then there was the low footsteps of leather shoes stepping on the solid wood floor, and the sound of stretching the umbrella gracefully opening...
The raindrops exploded on the umbrella, and the night watchman slowly reached out to pick up his cowboy hat that he placed on the table.