The black Hummer galloped through the wind and rain in the distance, splashing out walls of water on both sides, and its headlights were like the eyes of a monster.
It wasn't until not far ahead that the Hummer braked violently. With sharp and harsh friction, a dark arc was dragged out of the road, like thick ink.
Finally, the Hummer stopped suddenly in front of everyone.
Tsk tsk tsk.
The cold wind and rain beat on the hot hood of the car, evaporating into bursts of thick white mist.
With a bang, the Hummer's rear door popped open.
An old hand covered with white scales reached out, and then a slightly thin old man got out of the car.
He looked to be sixty or seventy years old, with short gray hair like steel needles. His old face was full of majesty and coldness, and his old eyes glanced casually, like a tiger in the jungle staring at its prey.
His eyes are a pair of golden boys. As a mixed race, he is not deliberately showing off his power, but his bloodline is so terrifying that his own golden boy cannot be extinguished on his own initiative. And if you look carefully, the pair of golden boys
There is still blood flowing in the depths.
He is the bloody golden boy passed down from generation to generation by the Beowulf family.
Whenever someone accidentally looks into the old man's eyes like this, they may subconsciously scream.
It's terrible.
Everyone present was trembling in their hearts.
Even though many of them are of A-level blood, have rich combat experience, and are the best among the mixed-races in mentality and strength, when faced with the aura exuding from this old man, they trembled all over and their calves started to tremble.
It's been twisted.
This is not only the aura suppression of the superior, but also the power crushed by the powerful power of blood.
The opponent's body was covered with white scales, and at first glance he thought it was a powerful Deadpool coming to attack him.
But in the face of this strangeness, no one present showed any attack, because they all knew that this old man was not a deadpool, but had a majestic title.
Beowulf!
In the long poem "Beowulf" in Nordic mythology, it is actually a true portrayal of this family.
The long poem has three thousand lines. It records how bravely the hero King Beowulf killed the monster Grendel. He killed many monsters in his life, even dragons.
Of course, the achievement described in the three thousand lines of poetry is not actually a Beowulf, but the entire Beowulf family. According to the records of the Secret Party, Beowulf is actually an ancient mixed-race family.
, dragon slaying in the past generations, when the tribe's ability is strong to a certain extent, they will assume the position of tribe leader, and will be given the title of Beowulf to show the tribe's strong strength and honor.
In the long history, the Beowulf family has killed countless Deadpools and pure-blood dragons, so the Beowulf family is also known as the bravest and cruelest dragon-slaying warriors in the mixed-race world.
The cruelty here refers to the fact that they have never been merciless towards those dead waiters and dragons. They kill iron-blooded people and can fight bravely even in the most desperate situation, even at the cost of their lives.
The second is that they treat their own people very cruelly.
In the Beowulf family, there has always been an ancient family motto passed down, that is, every time a boy is born in the family, he will be fed a drop of dragon blood crystal. Although the crystal contains powerful essence of power, at the same time this
The crystal is also a highly poisonous substance. Once taken, it can cause a person to suffer from a painful state of being tortured.
But it is this kind of pain that is a test for the tribe. Only by passing this test can one become a tribe member that Beowulf truly recognizes. And this is just a test for a newborn baby. As the baby grows, it still needs to go through
Various cruel challenges, such as being locked in a cage and fighting with Deadpool...
It was growing up in this cruel environment, coupled with Beowulf's innately powerful bloodline, that caused the tribesmen to transform into dragons, and their spirits became extremely violent. There used to be members of the Beowulf tribe.
He lost control and became a deadpool. Once this happened, the Beowulf family would naturally clean up the family without the need for other hybrids to take action.
Beowulf has been known as the King of Heroes for generations. Not only are they powerful, but they also carry out justice in their hearts and will never betray humanity or the world.
Beowulf's people have been drinking crystal dragon blood since they were born, so the dragon's blood itself is very tempting to Beowulf's people, just like taking drugs. They often travel across Europe just to kill a dragon.
He came to the Asian continent just to drink the dragon's blood that was as delicious as strong wine, and even bathed in the blood, looking like a demon or a god.
Beowulf has been passed down to this day, and he is also the iron-blooded faction of the secret party. When he controlled the secret party action team, his style has always been cruel, which is completely incomparable with the murderous iron-blooded faction of the current college executive department. He even mocked the executive department as children.
game between.
No one refutes this.
There has been an example to prove it. When an action team led by the secret party hunted a third-generation species, they severely injured the opponent, then directly stripped the opponent's skin, cramped and bled it, and then devoured it.
Although dragon blood contains poison, for the action team led by Beowulf, the blood of the third generation species can still withstand it, because Beowulf's cruel style has also been implemented in the action team. All team members must withstand the crystallization of dragon blood.
The baptism, the sense of ritual is like if you want to join the current student union, you have to run around the college.
Once those members of the action team cannot withstand this baptism, they will be forcibly terminated and will never be hired.
This shows how powerful the team members are. Although they are not as good as Beowulf, they are far superior to ordinary mixed-race species.
The sentence that ridiculed the current executive department like children playing was actually said by the current Beowulf to Angers at a school board meeting.
That's the old man who stepped out of the Hummer.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He is now over one hundred and thirty years old, and he is considered to be of the same generation as Angers.
However, according to the cruel family training of the Beowulf family, when this old man could tear apart a dead man with his bare hands, Angers might still be begging hard in that small town called Harrogate.
As the last leader of the secret party's action team, the old man was even rated as a dragon bloodthirsty by the secret party. The number of third-generation species killed by him may not be counted on one hand.
Since the establishment of Kassel Academy, Beowulf has always been opposed to it, thinking it is too childish. Real warriors naturally have to be tempered on cruel battlefields. Learning those so-called knowledge is a waste of time and life.
The knife inside is the foundation.
Just like the children of the Beowulf family, they were locked in a cage to fight with Deadpool when they were young. They didn't know anything about alchemy, engineering, biology, or dragon bloodline theory, but as long as they went through
After several fights with Deadpool, they understood everything.
If a student has to study for four years before entering the battlefield, that is a big joke and even more ignorant!
With the arrival of Beowulf, the old man suddenly became the focus of the audience.
Some people looked solemn, some looked shocked, and of course, some had playful smiles on their lips.
For example, Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family.
He was in a very good mood at the moment, and he couldn't even hide the raised corners of his mouth.
Beowulf, just this name is synonymous with power, not to mention that this time Beowulf comes to represent the entire family.
They had communicated not long ago, and although the process was not very pleasant, at least the results were consistent.
Facing something of the Dragon King level, the Gattuso family and the Beowulf family stood on a united front for the first time, and with the support of this powerful family, Angers must not be able to overwhelm everyone with his strength this time.
After all, the Beowulf family is not only powerful, but also has deep qualifications and a far-reaching status. In the mixed-race world, Beowulf is the family that truly holds power.
Even the Gattuso family can't compare with such a huge family.
Although the Gattuso family has earned a lot of wealth over the years, and through this wealth, they have gained strength and status, compared to a family with a long heritage like Beowulf, the Gattuso family is just a nouveau riche.
Frost also admitted this.
Not only did he admit it, but the entire mixed race world admitted it.
Beowulf is synonymous with power, and is awe-inspiring to countless forces throughout the mixed-race world. Even if this family raises its arms, countless mixed-race families will be excited to follow him.
Is it possible that Angers can still fight against the entire mixed race world?
Things are different now. Although the members of the Lionheart Club who were with Angers were all powerful, they have all died in that castle. Although Angers has established a strong force over the years, in the final analysis
He is just a lonely person.
If it weren't for their influence, any family on the school board would be unable to compete with Angers as long as they went out with all their strength and even targeted them at all costs.
It's just that these school management families have their own concerns, so how can they attack with all their strength?
But now the opportunity has come, and the most powerful Beowulf strikes decisively.
This huge family has never asked anything else. Even if Angers, as the principal, uses the funds to have fun, they will not care. But if it involves things like the Dragon King, it is something they cannot ignore. It is related to the family.
Things that even directly rise to the level of human safety. No matter what it is, anyone who dares to block them will face the end of execution.
Frost looked at Angers coldly. He didn't believe that this guy could laugh at this moment!
"Hahaha."
Someone laughed.
Frost was a little surprised because he didn't smile.
It was Angers who laughed.
The old man patted Lisa's arm and whispered a few words in her ear. The latter nodded gently and stepped aside.
The housekeeper behind the girl immediately held an umbrella for her.
Angers walked to Beowulf alone holding a black umbrella, came to the imposing old man, stretched out his hand, "Your Excellency Beowulf, long time no see."
"Your Excellency Angers, long time no see."
The old man with hair like steel needles also stretched out his hand and shook Angers's hand.
The rain poured down along the outer edge of the umbrella, and they looked at each other under the umbrella.
Rumble!
Pale white thunder and lightning exploded from the depths of the clouds, illuminating the particularly cold faces of the two men.
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Kassel College, the rooftop of a dilapidated teaching building somewhere.
"Look, little junior brother, that old man with a stinky face is Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family. This guy is really jumping up and down. It is said that every time there is a meeting, he will talk about impeaching Principal Angers, but every time
They were all persuaded to leave by Principal Angers, who was holding a folding knife.
By the way, I really don’t understand how a mafia family that is good at fighting violence with violence can have a head who only knows how to talk. What about my junior brother, are you interested in killing him?"
Fingel stepped on the edge of the rooftop with one foot and held a telescope in one hand to look at the meeting site of the school directors in the distance with great interest.
There are many people around him.
Lu Mingfei and Caesar Chu Zihang are all there.
At this moment, when he heard Fingel's words, Caesar's face turned dark, "Frost is just the acting head of the Gattuso family."
"That's it. Let me tell you, the current head of the family must be more reliable, but why didn't he show up this time?" Fingel suddenly realized.
Caesar subconsciously thought of Pompeii's face, maybe he was busy next to a woman at this moment.
"There is also the fat middle-aged man who is rolling his beads. He is also one of the school directors. Although this guy has a kind-hearted look like a Maitreya Buddha, he is actually an old cunt. If he really starts his attack, he will be more ruthless than anyone else.
What do you think, little junior brother, should you consider whether to kill him or not?" Fingel pointed to the middle-aged man on the other side.
"And that, tsk tsk, that little lady with a great figure is the contemporary head of the Laurent family. Although she is still young, she is actually very powerful. But it seems that Angers is her favorite, and maybe she will be the one in the future.
She will be the principal’s wife, Shenzai.”
"And there's more... I'm going, even the King of Heroes Beowulf is here. It's really lively now, and there are crowds of people. Although the old man is very awesome, but if you tell the truth, little junior brother, you can't even lift a finger.
I may not be able to withstand it, so I’d like to ask you to take action when the time comes.”
Fingel told Lu Mingfei the identity of the school directors throughout the whole process, as if he was observing which horse was exciting and suitable for betting before the horse race.
But after talking for a long time, Lu Mingfei remained silent except for a few questions from Caesar Chu Zihang.
"Junior brother, don't be silent. Let me know how many people you plan to kill this time." Seeing the silent boy next to him, Fingel begged.
"Senior brother, are you the one who opened the betting market on the Night Watch Forum?" Lu Mingfei asked suddenly and abruptly.
"this……"
Fingel was a little ashamed.
"That's right, junior brother, you think this is okay. As long as you give me a thorough explanation, we will gain fifty-fifty from it."
Fingel confessed completely. There was no need to prove Lu Mingfei's strength anymore. As long as this boy took action, no one could stop him. Odin was a living example. Fingel had always wanted to interview that guy.
What is the experience of being kicked and cumped?
So if we can get a positive answer from the boy at this time, then this bet will definitely make a profit. Fingel even plans to invest all his wealth and borrow everything he can. In this way, once the market closes,
, he will definitely make a lot of money.
However, Lu Mingfei shook his head speechlessly.
"Four six, I am four and you are six." Fingel gritted his teeth.
He felt that his junior brother looked down upon such a proportion of income and decided to take a step back.
Lu Mingfei then shook his head.
"Hey, junior brother, it's a bit too much. Is it possible to pay Sanqi back? Well, Sanqi is Sanqi, who makes me the senior brother!"
But Lu Mingfei continued to shake his head.
Fingel was about to cry, "Twenty-eight, little junior brother, is it twenty-eight percent? It really can't be any less. I have to give my senior brother some soup no matter what."
But the boy's response was still to shake his head.
"Isn't this okay?! I...Okay, one price, one nine! My little junior brother, I'm one, you are nine, at least leave a bone!" Fingel was heartbroken.
Even Caesar and Chu Zihang couldn't help but turn their heads and look over.
Although they were not interested in betting, they did not expect that Lu Mingfei would suppress this wave of interests to the extent of 19 points.
Lu Mingfei shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Brother, you are overthinking it. No matter how much profit you make, it is all yours. I am not interested in money."
"This, this is so embarrassing." Fingel was caught off guard and burst into joy.
"Junior brother, why don't we five-five..."
Lu Mingfei shook his head and interrupted the other party's words, "Brother, actually I don't know what the final outcome will be, and I can't give you an answer, but I know that it doesn't matter whether the other party is a wealthy family or a hero king with an iron-blooded heritage.
, If these people dare to make a fool of themselves and target my brother, then no one will be able to leave."
The boy's words were very soft, but it was as if he was stating an established fact. As long as a conclusion is made, no one or anything can overturn it.
Because that is an iron rule that cannot be shaken.
Everyone present could not help but shudder.
They all felt the boy's determination to kill at this moment.