Dragon Raja: Reboot

Tang Wei sensed something was wrong the moment that burly foreign man stormed into the building and began causing destruction.

The strange in-site email and the suddenly deleted hunter account heightened his vigilance to the extreme.

Then suddenly someone invaded the twenty-first floor, where his dozens of brothers were located. From a military perspective, this was a place where a large number of troops were gathered. The enemy was so panicked that they ran into a trap.

His previously tense nerves relaxed, and he felt a little relieved.

Unexpectedly, less than half a minute later, dozens of brothers lost signal. When Tang Wei tried to slip away again, he discovered that the elevator had malfunctioned, and it was too late.

"Hero, spare my life! I haven't even been able to pass on my Tang family bloodline yet, and my Tang family cannot end in my hands!" Tang Wei cried bitterly, tears streaming down his face.

The second thug had a ferocious and merciless expression. He looked at his crotch with ill intent and revealed a sinister smile.

Tang Wei's thighs trembled, and a stream of yellow heat flowed down his groin. His face was instantly filled with embarrassment.

Thug Number Two jumped back in disgust, roaring, "You traitor! How dare you launch a biological attack on me! I'll punish you today on behalf of Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

Tang Wei was filled with despair. It was all over. Now he didn't have to worry anymore; the other party had made the choice for him!

Why was it Guanyin Bodhisattva who took him in? Could the other party be a Buddhist who practices vegetarianism and chants Buddhist scriptures? That can't be true, can it? When did Buddhist disciples start killing living beings?

Could he be a disciple of that enlightened monk who held the Great Golden Bowl in his left hand, made hand gestures and incantations with his right, and chanted the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon?

No wonder they are so bloodthirsty!

No... The other party might be a Buddhist disciple who practices vegetarianism and chants sutras during the day, and a ruthless killer who kills without hesitation at night. His Buddhist identity is just a disguise. He just switched scenes!

"Junior brother, stop fooling around."

"Thug One said in a low voice."

In Tang Wei's eyes, Thug Number One, engulfed in black flames, pointed to a photograph on the wall and asked softly, "Is this your father?"

His voice was unexpectedly gentle and polite, which eased Tang Wei's tense nerves considerably.

On the wall is an old photograph enlarged to 36 inches, framed in a rosewood frame. In the photo, Tang Wei is wearing a black robe and an academic cap, with his arm around his father's shoulder. The sun is shining brightly, and his father's face is full of wrinkles that seem to be blooming with joy.

This is a photo of him and his father when he graduated from university.

The honest, simple farmer thought his son's university graduation was a big deal, so he made a special trip to the city to attend the graduation ceremony. Although Tang Wei attended a mediocre university, the old man was still very proud and overjoyed.

Tang Wei had almost forgotten about the photo, but he still kept it because he was a bit sentimental, and his father didn't have many photos to begin with.

"Mmm-hmm!" Tang Wei nodded vigorously, seemingly seeing a glimmer of hope, and forced a smile, saying, "My dad, doesn't he look a lot like me? We both have big noses!"

"Quite similar." The man, dressed in a deliveryman's uniform, soaking wet, and shrouded in mystery, nodded. "Enough with the nonsense, you took what you shouldn't have."

Tang Wei was stunned for a moment, then scrambled to open the safe, carefully took out the paper bag that concerned his life, and presented it to the two thugs with both hands.

"Has it not been opened?" The man glanced at the intact seal.

"No, no, it's something the client wanted. How could we, the assistants, dare to look at it?" Tang Wei said, bowing and scraping.

The man paused. "One last question for you... Who was the person who got out of the elevator?"

"Empty...empty, the elevator," Tang Wei swallowed, then suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "It's empty, really empty!"

He was supposed to take the direct elevator out of his top-floor office, but his VIP card and key, which had always worked perfectly, were now useless.

Even though the key was in his pocket, before he could start it, the elevator seemed to have fallen into someone else's control and descended on its own, as if to welcome a distinguished guest.

He was convinced that the enemy would calmly walk out of the elevator, take off his sunglasses, and then mercifully make him kneel down and beg for mercy. He also prepared to kneel down and beg for mercy.

But when the elevator doors opened, it was completely empty!

If there's no one in the elevator, then who called it down, and what was it carrying when it came up?

Tang Wei cautiously checked again to make sure the key was still on his waist, and then came up with three possibilities.

First, the elevator's automatic control system has gone mad; second, he has gone mad; third, it's a ghost.

Tang Wei instinctively believed the third possibility.

An indescribable fear exploded in his mind, completely shattering his mental defenses and leaving him with no will to resist the two thugs who came to his door next.

Chu Zihang nodded.

He wasn't worried that Tang Wei was deceiving him. Under the gaze of the Golden Eyes, Tang Wei was controlled by the residual power of his bloodline and wouldn't tell a lie.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be anyone in the elevator, even if that familiar scent is so clear.

"I'm sorry for the financial losses I've caused you. If possible, I'll take my leave now."

The man, carrying a paper bag, pulled his junior brother toward the French windows, leaped out, and disappeared into the vast rain.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh—"

Through the rain, a series of heart-wrenching screams came from Thug Number Two, like a rooster crowing in the countryside.

The moment they disappeared into the rain, the heavy antique bell behind Tang Wei rang out, and a wooden owl darted out of a tree hole.

19: 00.

Tang Wei suddenly remembered his employer's last instructions: at 7 p.m., FedEx would come to pick up the documents, and the person picking up the package...

Were those the two people from earlier?!

So from the very beginning, all of this was part of the mission plan?

He collapsed to the ground, utterly helpless, his eyes glazed over.

If it's really all part of the mission, why make it so thrilling and exciting? It's just picking up a package, why turn it into such a big scene?

Even Hollywood action blockbusters aren't as exciting as tonight's!

Furthermore, who exactly deleted his hunter account?

Does "byebye" mean goodbye or farewell forever?

Having narrowly escaped death, Tang Wei now had no desire to move and only wanted to lie on the cold ground like a corpse.

dead body……

Tang Wei's brain suddenly jolted, and he jumped up from the ground, scrambling and crawling towards the elevator.

Perhaps he really did die in the original ending, but because of that photo, the other party inexplicably chose to let him go!

He forcibly withdrew his foot from the elevator door, turned back, took down the framed picture from the wall, and hugged his father's photo to his chest, as if this would ward off evil spirits.

Tang Wei decided that before taking his father abroad, he must first find a large, popular temple, worship the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, and donate some incense money!

It doesn't mean anything special, it's just a feeling of admiration!

……

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"7:00 PM, five minutes, mission accomplished!"

Manstein glanced at his watch. "Schneider, you're right. He's a genius. He's fully capable of completing this task independently, without needing anyone's cooperation. Among the students, his ability to execute tasks is the strongest; even Caesar Gattuso can't compare to him."

"For students who strive to be the 'strongest,' there are only two grades in the world: 'pass' and 'fail.' Only being the 'strongest' is a passing grade; everything else is a failing grade."

Schneider wiped the sweat from his brow, let out a long sigh, but showed no sign of relief.

"But I can't congratulate you on raising such an outstanding student," Manstein shook his head. "He was completely uncontrollable. We have no idea what he did during that time, or the numerous injuries he caused... The cleanup work was no easy task for us. Do you know how expensive it is?"

"Are the board members having a meeting in Italy?" Schneider changed the subject.

"Yes," Manstein nodded, "I heard that Caesar Gattuso was also summoned to attend the meeting."

"Summon a student to a board meeting?" Guderian was taken aback. "As a professor, I don't even know who the board members are!"

Manstein said in a low voice, "That's normal. Nobody knows who the board members are. I don't know, and Schneider probably doesn't either. The board members won't show themselves easily. If they come to you, it means they really need you."