Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 308 I hate humans who have no sense of boundaries!

The boiling bear blood dyed the icy blue ice surface red. Under the extremely cold temperature, it quickly turned into bloody snowflakes, which shattered and cracked under the man's feet.

Lu Mingfei widened his eyes and looked in horror at this man whom he had met several times in Japan. He watched him slowly put away the knife and looked at his face which was not masculine at all and even had a bit of feminine look.

The thirty restless sled dogs seemed to have sensed some extremely terrifying existence. They crawled on the ground in fear, whimpering continuously. Caesar and Chu Zihang also looked alert.

Although they knew that Gen Chino's brother could not be a useless person, they were still surprised by the strength displayed by Gen Chisei.

The speed and power displayed by his sword just now were in no way inferior to Caesar and Chu Zihang, the two best students of the academy headquarters.

And judging from his sudden appearance at such a critical moment, he had probably been following them all the time. However, Caesar had released the kamaweasels more than once along the way, but had never been able to detect his heartbeat, so he was unaware of it.

This shows that Yuan Zhisheng's bloodline is strong enough to suppress his heartbeat, just like a demon hiding in the darkness, able to approach the unsuspecting opponent silently.

This had to make Caesar and Chu Zihang alert. After all, with the evil Yuan Zhinu in front of them, and Yuan Zhisheng showing unfathomable strength, it was hard not to suspect that he had actually been hiding himself.

But Yuan Zhisheng seemed not to notice their vigilant eyes and said calmly: "There was quite a commotion here just now, and the smell of blood will also attract more polar bears. I think it's better to leave here first, what do you think?"

Although he didn't think this silly and cute creature was threatening at all, and didn't understand why someone couldn't even beat it, killing it would inevitably be a waste of time.

Lu Mingfei suddenly woke up as if from a dream and nodded quickly: "Yes, let's go quickly, it feels very unsafe here."

Soon, the sled dogs were back on the road. There were two sleds in total. Originally, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei were sitting in one, and Caesar was sitting alone in the other. But now that Yuan Zhisheng had arrived, he had to sit with Caesar.

Caesar looked at Yuan Zhisheng with great interest. He felt that he looked very familiar. However, this was normal. Considering the similarity between Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinu, it would be abnormal if he didn't look familiar.

But for some reason, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have an exceptionally cold attitude towards him. Although his expression was gentle, he always had a feeling of smiling but not smiling from the inside. This feeling was particularly obvious when he was talking to Caesar.

After a few soft rejections, Caesar finally couldn't help it and asked doubtfully: "Yuan Jun, have I ever offended you? It seems that you particularly hate me."

Yuan Zhisheng didn't even look at him, but said calmly: "No, you are wrong."

He paused here, and said, as if intentionally or unintentionally, "Maybe it's because I have a bad temper. Crow and the others always say that I have a bad temper and am quite violent. Don't take it to heart."

Caesar laughed out loud upon hearing this. No one knew what he was thinking of. Anyway, his sea-blue eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Yuan Zhisheng. He patted Yuan Zhisheng's shoulders vigorously and said with emotion:
"Compared to your crazy sister, Yuanjun, you are obviously a kind person!" Caesar commented and gave him a thumbs up: "You are much gentler than your sister! You are the image of the Japanese in my mind!"

"What is the image of the Japanese?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

"Maybe it's just being orderly and polite, bowing and scraping everywhere? Oh, Yuan-jun, I don't mean to offend you, you are still great, even better than your sister!"

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

Yuan Zhisheng really wanted to punch him in the face that he thought was handsome and cool, to make him understand what masculinity was, or just chop him up with a knife and bury him in the snow. The mountains here are high and the roads are long, with few people around, so it seems to be the most suitable place to bury the body in the wilderness.

But thinking that these three people were still useful to Yuan Zhinu, especially since this noble young man specifically asked for his care, he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

Yuan Zhisheng once again made a note of this in his heart, secretly thinking that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. At the same time, he swallowed his anger and changed the subject, saying in a hard tone, "Where are we going next?"

"Huh? Aren't we going to find Frigga?" Lu Mingfei took out the map, but was soon dumbfounded: "Fuck, where are we now?"

The ice storm had interfered with their signals, so they could have found their destination according to the map. However, after this battle, they kept running and stopping, and could no longer find their destination on the map.

Chu Zihang showed the calmness of a science and engineering man at this time. He glanced at the gradually subsiding storm and said, "Let's find an open area and see if we can connect to the signal. Or we can wait for the next storm and find a location based on the direction of the storm."

Caesar had no objection. Yuan Zhisheng nodded and suddenly looked at Lu Mingfei: "Zhisheng said you have better luck, why don't you lead the way now?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned. He pointed at himself blankly, and felt like his brain had short-circuited. He looked incredulous: "Ah? Me?"

"Yes, it's you." Yuan Zhisheng said in a positive tone: "You lead the way."

Lu Mingfei thought, "Oh, I'm lucky?" You probably don't know that I lowered everyone's average score by myself in high school. Now that you let me lead the way, aren't you afraid that I will lead everyone into trouble?
Chu Zihang and Caesar looked at each other and both felt it was a little strange, but Yuan Zhisheng's tone was so certain, so they didn't say much.

Lu Mingfei looked left and right and realized that this didn't seem to be a joke. They were really prepared to let him lead the way, and they seemed to be waiting there unless he spoke.

He felt puzzled and worried that the polar bears would catch up with him, so he hesitantly pointed in a direction.

As a result, he was stunned by this pointing.

In the distance, on the endless ice surface, a boy dressed in thick clothes was busy doing something. Lu Mingfei turned his head subconsciously, and sure enough, in just a blink of an eye, everyone else disappeared.

"No, why is it so haunting?" Lu Mingfei muttered as he walked over and saw the little devil holding a small shovel, shoveling the ice with a grunt.

When he noticed Lu Mingfei's arrival, he didn't even raise his head, as if he was doing something very important.

"What are you doing?" Lu Mingfei suddenly became curious: "Are you crazy? Why play with ice when there are so many things to do in the snow?"

“No, I’m digging my own grave.” He said, and threw a shovel to Lu Mingfei: “Brother, help me.”

Lu Mingfei was stunned, but the little devil had no intention of joking at all. He was still shoveling the ice seriously. He shoveled a small hole in the thick ice layer, and ice chips were flying everywhere.

It was the first time he saw the little devil like this. He was not laughing, making trouble, or pretending to be mature. He was calm and natural, as if he was telling a fact.

Lu Mingfei felt uncomfortable for some reason, but he still said firmly: "Why, have you finally decided not to bring trouble to the world anymore and are ready to rest in peace?" "Almost." The little devil was not angry. He showed a faint smile on his face: "You always refuse to trade with me, which makes me feel frustrated. I even think that this life is meaningless. It's better to return to the earth, so I came to dig a hole."

"Are you going back to the soil? You are going back to the ice!" Lu Mingfei said, but he softened his heart and said awkwardly: "Although I don't want to trade with you, I didn't say that you can't follow me. Why are you going to the ice for no reason?"

"Brother, you are wrong." The little devil said without even raising his head, "It's back to the ice, not to the ice."

He seemed a little tired. He stuck the shovel into the ground and propped himself up to rest. There was an unconcealable fatigue in his light golden eyes.

"I was already in the ice, brother." The boy sighed, as if complaining or muttering to himself: "Who told you not to listen to me and not to trade with me? Originally, this was the last stop in our plan."

"That's the throne I left for you..."

"What a mess." Lu Mingfei scratched his head: "Can you speak some human language? I don't understand."

"You will understand eventually," the boy said. "Come back here when you understand. Then I will open the door to the world for you."

"But before that, I can only reject you with regret." He picked up the shovel, turned around and walked away, but he stopped suddenly after taking two steps as if he thought of something.

He looked back at Lu Mingfei with some displeasure and said, “That senior sister of yours is really annoying! It’s fine if you’re trying to please someone else, but could you please not bring me along? Why is she even thinking about my body?!”

The tone was quite resentful, and Lu Mingfei inexplicably felt as if he was being asked, "Did you bring the devils here?" Before he could refute, the little devil's figure had disappeared, leaving only the resentful mumbling in the air -

"I hate humans who have no sense of boundaries! I also hate dragons who have no sense of boundaries!"

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Yuan Zhinv sneezed heavily and rubbed her nose. "Is someone thinking about me?"

Xia Mi suddenly showed a speechless expression. She rolled her eyes and muttered, "Who would miss you when they have nothing to do? Aren't you afraid of shortening your life?"

Seeing that Yuan Zhinu looked at her and seemed to want to speak, she quickly raised her hand and said, "Stop, except for your Japanese wife!"

Yuan Zhinv felt a little regretful: "Oh."

The unabashed whispering of the two was the only discordant sound in the quiet Valhalla, but all the elders of the secret party and several school directors still had to sit upright and pretend that they were deaf and heard nothing.

This was probably the quietest meeting in Valhalla in history. Everyone had a solemn expression. Some of their faces were unfamiliar, some were familiar, and there were even quite a few young faces mixed in.

This is a very strange thing. All those who can sit here and attend the meeting are representatives of the family, and almost all of them are old. But now, almost half of those sitting here are young faces.

This does not mean that these young people are young and promising, and more capable than the old people, but because the old guys have all been killed, and the guys who killed those old guys are sitting in front of them, but they don't even have the courage to look up.

That stiff and tense look made him look like a hostage with a gun to his head.

The entire Hall of Heroes was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The man in the white suit looked left and right and took the initiative to break the silence: "Can I start?"

"Go ahead and talk." Yuan Zhinv waved her hand. "Everyone relax, don't be so tense. This meeting was not called by me, but by this school director. Don't pay too much attention to me."

The man coughed at the right time and cleared his throat: "I won't introduce myself, everyone should know me."

Everyone nodded in silence. It was hard not to recognize him. Wasn't that the playboy from Gattuso's family? Didn't Gattuso's family suffer heavy casualties? How come this playboy was okay?

Pompey didn't care about what these guys thought, and said straight to the point: "I think it's wrong for us to slay the dragon like this."

Everyone looked up at him. He was not afraid of the stage and shouted, "Are you going to slay a dragon? You are sending people to die! If you take a few knives to slay a dragon, the Dragon King will be laughed to death by you!"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Elizabeth, the only surviving school director, frowned and retorted, "A true hero only needs a folding knife to slay a dragon!"

Pompey glanced at the girl and sighed: "I know who you are talking about, but the person you are talking about is still lying in the intensive care unit!"

"So don't you think our dragon-slaying is too trifling? We already have the position of Dragon King, so why can't we send nuclear submarines? What about Tomahawk missiles? What about nuclear weapons? Don't you say you have a lot of connections? Use them. At this time, why are you still pretending to be primitive? All these years of scientific development have been in vain, right?"

The man was extremely distressed: "Are you trying to win a war with a slingshot? Isn't this too much of a joke?"

"Everyone sitting here should contribute their efforts and money. At this moment, don't be too secretive, right?" Pompey sneered, "Otherwise, you will not be qualified to sit here."

"...So you are threatening me?" Mr. Turing frowned. As he said this, he subconsciously wanted to look at the girl sitting in the first seat, but he quickly restrained his gaze.

"How can it be considered a threat? It's just a joint effort to save ourselves before the end of the world."

Pompey said: "My son is still in the Arctic Circle. We must win this battle, otherwise I will have to send him off before he dies. I promised his mother that I would protect him..."

"How about this, I'll take the lead, and the Gattuso family will provide ten Sky Punishments, two nuclear submarines, as well as torpedoes and Tomahawk missiles."

As soon as these words came out, everyone took a breath.

The wealth of Gattuso's family is obvious to everyone, but it is worth pondering that they can still be so generous after suffering such a blow. However, facing the complicated gazes of these people, Pompey just smiled silently.

He suddenly calmed down, sat down, leaned back, and leaned against the wide chair, his voice so low that it could not be heard: "After all, I really... want to kill those reptiles."

Yuan Zhinv looked over thoughtfully, but only saw a face covered by shadows and could not see the expression in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)