Chapter 40 It seems to be raining in Tokyo tonight
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"Hey, you're a little too much, so leave me such a small place." Kazuma Liuri gently licked the blood beads on the knife with her tongue, staring at Uesugi standing in the middle and the other side holding a spider in her hand. She cut her into dissatisfiedly.
Yuan Zhisheng with indifferent face.
"He is very strong, not those brainless gangsters." Yuan Zhisheng stared at the wounds all over his body, but Beowulf, who was healing quickly.
"It is the challenge that makes life wonderful, brother." Kasumi Liuli shook her body, and the long sword emitted a hissing fire on the ground.
"Hey! Let me come alone. You are still young and have a strong muscles and bones. Unlike me, an old bone, I haven't had a chance to stretch for a long time," Uesugi Yoshihiro pinched his shoulders and acted like a big fight.
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"Hey, old man, do you want to eat alone?!" Kazuma Liuli stared at him. "It's my brother and I to eat! You are so old, wouldn't it be embarrassing if you are beaten down?"
"I am your father, boy!" Uesugi turned his head and corrected him seriously.
"Don't call me a boy," Kaguma Liuri raised her hair in her ear with her orchid fingers.
Seeing the topic between them gradually deviating from the topic, Yuan Zhisheng, who was standing in front, rolled his eyes helplessly.
"boring."
Yuan Zhisheng's right hand spider danced a sword flower, facing the opposite side with his vicious eyes,
But Beowulf, who did not attack immediately, stepped forward.
"Boy!" Beowulf pressed his brows down, and his attention fell on Yuan Zhisheng. The battle just now made him know that these three people should not be underestimated, because the other party could have the short blade still stuck between his ribs.
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"You are very strong, but you came to the wrong place. This is not the former Japan, nor is it the territory of your European mixed race." Yuan Zhisheng took a step slowly, and the powerful oppression of the emperor came to his face.
"Hmph, in a small little land, there are three guys who cross miracles. That guy Angers seems so stupid all these years!" Beowulf pulled out the boy and threw it on the ground.
Staring at the healing wound on his body, there was a hint of excitement in his cautious pupils.
He hadn't suffered such injuries for a long time, and he had forgotten the feeling of pain.
But now this feeling tempted his heart like a devil, burning out the anger hidden under the horror like magma,
He grinned, and the muscle lines on his left arm were tensed one by one, and the blood dripping downward along the broken arm turned into a trickle in the next moment, and finally condensed quickly in the air. Beowulf used it as a slight sensation.
A finger twisted the scarlet red on his arms and put it quietly into his lips.
The next moment, Beowulf's eyes were filled with terrifying crimson, a blood color filled with brutal power. Under the golden golden eyes, it showed a strange and terrifying
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The bloodthirsty dragon's desire for blood and desire for battle is unimaginable.
His lower limbs were squatting down, his left foot pulled back, and an invisible force of trembling air emanated from the tight muscle lines.
The hard airport ground slowly cracked under this pressure, spreading rapidly around like a spider web.
"Blood explosion!" Chu Zihang stared at the bloody bulge that was flowing rapidly on Beowulf's skin, and his brows were tightly frowned. He did not expect that this man, who was already covered in dragon scales, had not yet entered the state of blood explosion.
This is a very terrifying thing, so it is difficult for Chu Zihang to imagine how terrifying it will reach when he turns on the third-degree blood explosion.
Beowulo's incident alarmed Uesugi and Kazumara Ryuri who were "discussing", and the two of them looked at each other.
Yuan Zhisheng slowly arched his body, and the air wave rolled his shirt on his body. He used force to his waist and abdomen, his calves tightly. The back of his hand that was squeezing from the spider's cut was impacted by the surging dragon blood inside, making a muffled groan like thunder.
At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng and Beowulf, who were brewing their power to explode, were like giant crocodiles and lions who were about to fight together.
Just as the lion pounced on and the giant crocodile showed its fangs, just as Yuan Zhisheng and Beowulf were tightening their muscles,
Tag.
A crisp sound of leather shoes falling to the ground echoed at the airport.
"Stop." The magnetic male voice slowly came out.
Fu Nian hugged her hands and took steps slowly. Her voice was calm and seemed to tell the waiter a little thing like pouring me coffee, which is not as plain as a simple thing.
However, immediately followed by the cool sound of a spider cutting into the sheath. Uesugi and Kazumara Ryuri also slowly inserted the ninja knife into the sheath.
The three stood side by side, looking at the sound emitter.
But Beowulf, who had entered a blood-burning state and was furious with his broken arm and bloodthirsty, obviously ignored any suggestions around him.
The earth began to tremble wildly, and Beowulf's heavy but fast body rolled the air around him like a heavy helicopter, and the rich elements gathered towards him like vortexes.
With the explosion of blood, his spirit was already in an explosion. It was a fighting spirit of the Earth and Mountain series.
The three of them looked at Beowulf who seemed not ready to cooperate at all.
Subconsciously turned their heads and looked at Fu Nian who was holding his hands in his chest. At the same time, their bodies instinctively and neatly took a step back, and then quietly took two steps back.
He made a completely different reaction from when facing Natsumi.
Beowulf moved, like a hideous giant bear opening his fierce mouth to swallow everything. The figure of Yuan Zhisheng in his pupils became bigger and bigger, and along with Uesugi and Kazumara Liuli.
"I said, stop!" Fu Nian suddenly looked up, and a bright black rage flashed through his pupils.
boom!
The invisible pillar of light landed like a waterfall. Beowulf, who was running wildly, suddenly fell deep into the place. A huge pit appeared on the ground, like a huge stone sword inserted into the gap in the ground.
Beowulf crawled on the ground tremblingly, staring at Fu Nian, who was facing him with his right hand.
The smooth white dragon scales on the back were blown out by something that was the same as the ground.
The broken lime mixed with scarlet and black tail vertebrae showed a whirlpool-like explosion structure. A dark and black viscous solidified on the wound, corroding his wound wildly. The hissing white smoke was like an alchemy potion against a dragon.
Class damage.
Although the power of bathing in dragon blood made his body recover quickly, the recovery speed was far less than the speed of corrosion.
He hunched his body and got up from the deep pit, stared at Fu Nian with unprecedented caution, and let out a beastly roar.
The brutal black aura became stronger and stronger on him.
"Blood explosion! Three degrees! Open!"
Beowulf clenched his teeth tightly, and the black blood spilled out along his gums. This blow was more serious than all his injuries just now. He even felt the breath of death brushing over his head.
, This is definitely an unprecedented opponent, so powerful that he must use the third-degree blood explosion that he can only use against dragons.
boom!
The black and red blood qi burst out on Beowulf. They appeared in a whirlpool shape and wrapped Beowulf in the black and red violent aura. The dragon's emotions completely swallowed up the few remaining rationality according to his desires.
, in exchange for the force to conquer the world...
puff!
Gu Min
Blood drew a beautiful arc in the air.
With the violent roar from the load-bearing wall behind him,
Beowulf suddenly found that his body was hanging in the air.
A white and slender finger stuck on his throat. His palms were smooth and delicate, but they were stuck on his chin like iron pliers. The sharp and sharp nails penetrated deep into the blood vessels through the fine dragon scales on his neck.
The scarlet red spread out and the corrosive force eroded the skin, but the worst thing was that there was no trace of blood spreading towards the owner of the palm. They seemed to be consciously afraid of something, just like a weak little lamb who dared not look directly at the wolf.
Beowulf tried hard to twist his body, and the huge rock behind him made a roar of collapse. He looked at the master of his palm with his chin, but at the end of his gaze were a pair of shaking vertical golden eyes.
The vertical pupils are slender and golden, like a black dragon overlooking it.
At this moment, nothing disappeared from his sight, leaving only the pit that had just stood at the standing position and the huge airport wall that collapsed now. The road along the way seemed to be pushed by a bulldozer, with spiral broken patterns
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The black air waves tangled in the man. He recognized that thing, which was the cruelty and tyranny that almost submerged himself and the whole world...
Compared with the two, the tyranny that comes from oneself is like the difference between a drop of water and a sea.
He suddenly realized something
But the next moment, the violent darkness that danced wildly tilted down, completely swallowing him, like a small sail pouring over a 100-meter black wave.
Bang!
The huge body fell to the ground. Fu Nian took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the non-existent blood stains.
He walked very slowly, but no one dared to speak at this time.
Finally, Fu Nian slowly stopped somewhere
"Today's farce is over. Kassel Academy respects the will of the Snake Qi Bajia, and everything will be done as Xia Mi just said."
When his steps were about to move towards the nearest Mercedes-Benz, Fu Nian suddenly turned his head and looked at Gilgamesh. The only golden vertical pupils that lit up in the dark were as ferocious as evil spirits.
"Don't you have any objection?"
"No...no." The man shook his head quickly.
"That would be great." Fu Nian nodded, then looked at Uesugi Yoko in the distance.
Uesugi's body tensed instantly, and his casual standing posture immediately became serious, like a bad student waiting for the teacher to review.
"Help us arrange our residence and ask your private doctor to help our Elder Beowulf to treat him well. He still has a breath, don't kill him. Otherwise, it's a war between the Eight Snake Family and the Secret Party."
"Don't worry." Uesugi slapped his chest.
"Let's go." Fu Nian turned her head, smiled gently on the corner of her mouth, and looked at Xia Mi who looked very aggrieved in the distance and Chu Zihang beside her.
"Okay." Xia Mi smiled brightly.
But Chu Zihang, who was standing beside him, was stiff and could not laugh.
It’s like no one can rush to KTV to dance at the first time after the tsunami is over.
Even though the tsunami is dissipating little by little, the aftermath shrouded in the air is no longer reminding the horror of disaster at all times.
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The three of them marched on a black Mercedes-Benz, which was a four-seater sedan. Chu Zihang sat in the passenger seat, and Fu Nian and Xia Mi sat behind him.
The driver was a law enforcement officer from the Snake Ba family, and the parents of the Snake Ba family personally ordered them to be sent back to the hotel prepared for them.
The weather on the streets of Tokyo was very dim in the evening, making the car that had not turned on the lights even more dim.
The four of them sat in their respective positions, no one spoke, and even breathed very gently. The law enforcement officers who drove were even more careful. After all, not everyone was a lucky person with a big nerve.
The horror of the scene just now was not something Beowulf alone. Everyone present knew what kind of existence was sitting in the back seat behind him today.
Although the other party claimed to be a commissioner from Kassel Academy, he didn't believe it if he was beaten to death. This man would have nothing to do with the parents.
He stared at the speed dial that was moving steadily ahead, for fear that it would exceed one step. His tight arm muscles held the steering wheel in his hand hard.
The quiet atmosphere in the car made him a little depressed, but if there was a sound, it might make him even more depressed.
but
A low voice sounded from his right side.
"Junior brother?"
Chu Zihang's voice was very low, like the body hidden in the dark shadow, and the emotions contained in it were indistinguishable.
Fu Nian sat upright in the middle of the back seat, gently placed his left hand on Xia Mi's shoulder, and rubbed his fingertips of his fingers as he tangled his hair.
Xia Mi leaned against Fu Nian's shoulder, holding a tablet and not knowing what she was operating. The blue light shone on the other party's fair and delicate little face, becoming the only light in the space.
"Senior Brother." Fu Nian opened her eyes slightly, her voice with a hoarseness that she had never had before.
At this moment, he seemed to be in sharp contrast with the once kind Fu Nian. It was like after a violent tsunami subsided, there would always be an undercurrent whirlpool at the bottom of the sea, waiting for time to calm down.
He stared at the seat in front with the black pupils that were almost integrated with the darkness. The distance between him and Chu Zihang was only less than twenty centimeters away.
"How are you, junior brother?"
The frozen air was once again ripples and fluctuated, which allowed the driver who was almost suppressed and suffocated to breathe a sigh of relief.
"I'm fine, senior brother." Fu Nian's voice was still hoarse.
The car fell into silence again.
But soon, the silence was interrupted by a heavy series of breathing, which was the driver in the driving position.
"It's too dark, junior brother." It was also at this time that Chu Zihang spoke slowly again. His eyes were staring at the brightly lit streets ahead, but his pupils reflected the dense dark clouds in the sky.