Complement your sister, you asked me to supplement your request? The corner of Ange's mouth twitched, could your request be a little more excessive? Well, these requests seem to have no practical significance, they are just to facilitate his actions, this guy
He just made some excuses and didn't want to reveal his true purpose at all.
"In exchange, you will get the corpse of the Dragon King and my friendship. How about it? It's a good deal, right?" Xuan Hao blinked.
"..." Although Ange wanted to stab him twice, he looked at the sealed dragon bones in the yard and decided to forget it. As the principal, he could agree to these insignificant requests. Of course, he only agreed.
Both of them have their own evil intentions.
"By the way, I have one more wish." Xuan Hao mentioned it again as if he remembered something.
"Wish?" Angers frowned. Wishes are often the most troublesome things in the world, because wishes are not like requests. Requests are usually things that others can do, while wishes only exist in an ideal state.
"Yes, wish, but before I say this, I want to ask you some questions first." Xuan Hao walked into the yard unhurriedly.
His hand grasped the spear stuck on the coffin.
"In your opinion, is everything I have done in the past few decades good or evil?"
"It would be inappropriate to discuss good and evil with an Avenger, right?" Angers followed him into the yard.
His eyes were fixed on the man in front of him, or to be precise, on his right hand holding the gun. He didn't understand the meaning of the man's sudden question.
"Everything you have done may be beneficial to this country, but I don't think you are a philanthropist who can do good things. Besides, in order to achieve such an effect, you have killed many people, not just mixed-race people."
species, including ordinary people?" Angers put his hand in his pocket, which contained his folding knife.
"You don't have to be so nervous~" Xuan Hao looked at Ange's look, smiled, and pulled out the spear, "I don't intend to fight you, but I think you won't be able to pull out the spear. You have to take away the coffin.
I have to take the gun off, right?"
"..."
"You're right, everything I do is for myself. After all, this world is too boring. If you live for such a long time, you have to have some fun, otherwise you will suffocate me to death." Xuan Hao spread his hands, "So,
What do you think it will be like for a person like me to seriously commit evil? Are you looking forward to it?"
Immortal, possessing power, omniscient and omnipotent.
If such a person wants to do evil...
After just thinking of a beginning, Ange didn't dare to think any further.
No matter how he heard this sentence, it was probably a threat to him.
"So, my wish is, at least while you are alive, give me some fun and don't make me too bored," Xuan Hao's mouth cracked, "Otherwise, if one day I am idle and bored, I will destroy the world.
If so, it's your responsibility. I hope you don't die so quickly. I will take your life."
Ange's folding knife had reached Xuan Hao's neck at some point, but he was still smiling, and the spear in his hand didn't seem to move at all, as if he didn't care about the folding knife on his neck.
Well, it’s useless to care. Although my brain can keep up, my body can’t keep up with Angers’ speed at all.
"If you have nothing else, please come back. I don't like entertaining guests." Xuan Hao waved his hand.
"Should I take that thing away now?"
After a long time, Angers took back his folding knife and pointed at the coffin in the yard.
"It doesn't matter. I've been guarding it for decades. It's uncomfortable to guard it. If you want to take it away, take it away."
There are a lot of people eyeing this thing.”
"Don't worry, no one in this world should be able to snatch things from my hands." Angers smiled.
Angers picked up the coffin and disappeared into the yard. After so many years, the man who was allowed to be slaughtered no longer existed. Now this man is more terrifying than he imagined. Such a person must never be allowed to stay outside.
, it’s better to keep it under his nose for safety. At least, he is confident that as long as he is still alive, no matter what this man wants to do, he can stop it before it happens.
"Sigh... I finally tricked him away." Xuan Hao sighed, "Time zero is really a troublesome ability."
In the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that can't be beat. For a strong and powerful fighter like him, the speedy spirit is almost the nemesis.
The average mixed breed is okay, no matter how fast it is, it won't be much faster. He is confident that he can make up for the speed gap with his physical fitness. Because his physique will only get stronger and stronger, and his speed will become faster and faster, but no matter how fast he is,
, and it is impossible to form a field like time zero to achieve the effect of changing direction and slowing down time.
Angers is different. This guy has an S-level bloodline, or even higher. He has speed and strength that surpasses ordinary hybrids. In addition, he has a bug-level word spirit like Time Zero. To be honest, as long as Angers is not willing
There's nothing he can do if you fight him head-on.
However, this does not prevent him from continuing to be arrogant. After all, even Angers cannot always activate the spirit of speech to restrict him.
…
Angers was very efficient in handling matters. He probably started working on things as soon as he returned to the college. Within two days, a commissioner from Kassel had completed his passport, air ticket, student ID card, and visa and sent them to Xuan Hao.
Of course, a copy of the "Casel College Freshman Admission Guide" is indispensable. Well, the thickness is just right. You can put it at home as a table leg.
The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that his long gun was considered dangerous goods and could not be brought on board the flight. Angers didn't send a special plane to pick him up, but just asked Norma to book a flight for him. As a result, he just
It's really not considerate at all to find another way to transport the spear.
The flight landed at Chicago International Airport. As soon as he got off the plane, Xuan Hao's eyes were attracted.
A man was sitting on the ground, holding a big sign in his hand that read "Wele to Chicago, Xuan Hao".
The name was also specially marked in Chinese, but this word... luckily Xuan Hao could recognize it.
This man was so tall that he stood out even when he was sitting on the ground. In addition, he was wearing a large plaid shirt and shorts. His clothes were ragged, and his face was covered with stubble, and his hair was dirty.
I don’t know if it’s been a few days since I washed it. If I put a bowl in front of him, he would look like a greasy bum. I don’t know if begging is prohibited in the airport.
Are all the new students at Kassel College looking for homeless people? Are they so down-to-earth?
"Junior brother, junior brother, here, here!"
This seemingly carefree local man reacted unexpectedly sensitively, and he quickly noticed Xuan Hao staring at him.
Xuanhao walked over helplessly: "Who are you?"
Although I have already made up my mind, I still have to ask.
"Fingel von Frins, a student of Kassel College, I guess you are the new transfer student, right? Nice to meet you."
Fingel, who spoke fluent Chinese, put down the sign, wiped his right hand on his clothes, and stretched out his hand.
Xuan Hao stretched out his hand hesitantly. He couldn't take this hand anymore. He took the time to chop it off and grow it again.
"Come on, come on, junior brother, I'm so lucky. Come on, come on, junior brother, this is your first time in the United States, right? Junior brother, have you eaten? Senior brother knows the delicious food here," Fingel greeted Xuan Hao with extra enthusiasm.