Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

He asked Su Qiming next to him, since he had magic powers and he could get the information out of him no matter what.

"Old Lu, this guy might be a hybrid, and he has a certain resistance to seducing humans."

Ander instantly understood Su Qiming's meaning and made a gesture to the one-eyed soldier who was pinning him down.

"Don't kill me, I still need to..."

One-Eye suddenly realized what these people were here for; they really dared to kill him.

His struggles suddenly intensified, and his eyes were clouded with a yellow light, a symbol of mixed race.

The teammate riding on him fired without hesitation. The bullet hit his skull but was stopped by some kind of stone-like skin.

"This is... the Word of Power Titan?"

Word of Power Titan, a powerful-sounding word of power with rather ordinary effects, is ranked seventh and is a lower-tier word of power than Word of Power Bronze Throne.

It can strengthen the skin and increase strength, but it is not as durable as the Bronze Throne and is also weaker.

But it was enough to block the fatal blow for One-Eye, allowing him to break free of his restraints.

He charged toward Ander recklessly, one-eyed, wanting to capture Ander and use him as a hostage to save his own life.

The next second, he flew back at an even faster speed, a large hole torn in his chest, and collapsed to the ground.

"What bad luck! Is this really alright?"

Ander threw away the heart in his hand; he had just transformed his hand back into a dragon claw and used it to rip out the heart of the one-eyed man.

"That's alright, it's even better this way, it's more deterrent."

His current actions were not in accordance with regulations, but Su Qiming didn't care. According to One-Eyed's drug trafficking behavior, he should be sentenced to at least forty death sentences. Letting him die like this would be too easy for him.

Su Qiming waved to Ye Xin, the priest standing behind him. Ye Xin was a level 5 Bahamut Life Priest, but as everyone knows, life and death are one.

Ye Xin took out an incense stick from behind and stuck it in front of the one-eyed corpse.

He then pulled a divine emblem from the pocket of his tactical vest and chanted an oracle over the one-eyed corpse:

"God said: The Deadpool will kill every one he sees."

Unfortunately, Bahamut left behind this one sentence, which is why everyone can only say this one sentence when casting divine spells.

Using lit incense as a spellcasting medium, Ye Xin's divine magic brought the one-eyed corpse to life once more.

"Who is your superior? Who did you get the goods from?"

Blood trickled from the one-eyed man's chest, and the various organs inside were vaguely visible. He spoke in a nonchalant tone:

"It's Odin, the god of storms and lightning..."

Chapter 107 Brother Jie, Don't

"It's Odin, the god of storms and lightning..."

The word Odin coming from the mouth of a one-eyed man seems strange no matter how you look at it.

"I'm asking who you got the goods from."

Having just been resurrected, the one-eyed corpse hadn't yet grasped Ender's meaning.

"The bishop... gave it to me, I... don't know how it got there."

The corpse emitted mechanical sounds, telling its story in fits and starts.

One-Eye had both eyes intact, but his superior, the leader of the organization, the bishop, was one-eyed, so he also had one eye covered.

He was a mid-level manager in the organization, in charge of contraband. The source of the goods was the bishop's own secret, and he didn't know where they came from.

Ander nodded, but Su Qiming, who was standing to the side, was more concerned about other things. As the leader of the special operations team, he was very familiar with the myth of Odin.

"When did Odin become the god of storms and lightning?"

Su Qiming pondered that Odin, as the chief god of Norse mythology, had many divine duties: war, wisdom, and writing were all under his jurisdiction. Legend has it that his writers were accompanied by storms and lightning, but no one would call him the god of storms and lightning.

"Perhaps it's just hearsay, but that's how these cults are."

Ander explained that it's not surprising that such heretical people would say anything; some even believe God is spaghetti. Compared to that, getting the clergy wrong is a minor issue.

"What is your purpose in selling Popeye everywhere?"

The one-eyed corpse mechanically opened its mouth, its stiff tongue twitching as if it wanted to force a smile.

"If you drink something that turns your eyes yellow, people will contact you. That's how I got involved."

After hearing what One-Eyed said, Su Qiming and Ander exchanged a glance. They hadn't expected the fishing grounds to recruit subordinates in this way.

It's important to know that in China, almost all mixed-race individuals are registered with the government, making it virtually impossible to lead them down a path of crime.

However, those pseudo-hybrids who possess a trace of dragon blood but have no chance of awakening have not been well controlled due to their large numbers and inconspicuous nature.

"Pseudo-hybrids aren't much stronger than ordinary people, so why are they worth recruiting?"

Su Qiming raised a question: an ordinary person with a gun is much stronger than those fake hybrids, and the hybrids that the fishing grounds have gone to great lengths to recruit are probably not very useful.

"No, they have dragon veins in their hands, so they should have a way to make those pseudo-hybrids stronger."

As an evolution medicine extracted from dragon blood, the Dragon Vein is enough to allow these pseudo-hybrids to break through that level of limitations, just like the One-Eyed One, to use the power of words and become true hybrids.

"And what about the Ghost-toothed Dragon Viper?"

The corpse twitched, and a section of intestine spilled out from the large hole in its chest.

"Reusing waste will generate additional funding."

Sure enough, if you can obtain dragon blood, then encountering creatures like the Ghost-toothed Dragon Viper, which lurks near dragon lairs, is only to be expected.

"What is your purpose in Minzhou?"

Ander asked, this was the question that concerned him most. He didn't want to rush into Nibelungen and face not Odin, but a bunch of drug dealers with AK47s.

"My task is to recruit people for the organization, and it's relatively easy to find people in Minzhou."

Ander nodded. Due to Odin's presence, there are many hybrids gathered in Minzhou. As a result, the number of pseudo-hybrids with dragon blood will also increase accordingly.

"I have nothing more to ask. Just keep an eye on the highway area and wait for the typhoon to come."

Ander instructed Su Qiming that he just needed to make sure these crazy guys didn't cause any trouble.

As for the mixed-race individuals recruited, modern weapons will teach them what true fragility and weakness are.

Su Qiming nodded and asked for more information, such as the rendezvous location, until he had completely exhausted the value of the one-eyed man. Then he gestured to the priest Ye Xin, who was performing divine magic nearby.

Ye Xin extinguished the lit incense, and the one-eyed corpse suddenly collapsed to the ground, with fragments of some organs mixed with blood dripping onto the ground, looking like some kind of evil sacrificial ritual.

Su Qiming rubbed his hands together, picked up a snakeskin bag from the side, and covered the one-eyed man's eyes with it to avoid scaring the people later and making it difficult to explain.

"Go downstairs and bring up a few bags."

Su Qiming ordered his men to fetch several body bags. Their special operations team was the best equipped, even their body bags were high-end, specially supplied by the relevant departments, the kind that could hold Deadpool.

I also called the logistics department and asked them to notify the anti-drug and national security personnel to come over. After this matter is over, this year's anti-drug target will probably be achieved ahead of schedule.

Half an hour later, the lazy Binbin woke up from his sleep and found himself handcuffed to a police car, next to a policeman he knew very well.

"Jay... Brother Jay?"

Brother Jie is a police officer in Binbin's jurisdiction. Back when Binbin was a small-time hoodlum, Brother Jie would often take him to the station.

Later, he pulled off a big heist and, after being released from prison, embarked on a path of no return—selling drugs to support his own addiction. Meanwhile, Brother Jie, due to his excellent grades and strong physique, was transferred out of the police station.

"Kid, you're doomed this time."

Brother Jie sighed. He was a veteran policeman, but he had never seen such a big operation before. They had arrested more than ten drug bosses and even uncovered a big fish.

"That was truly tragic."

Recalling the horrific wound on the chest of the corpse he had just seen, even the well-informed Brother Jie broke out in a cold sweat. What kind of gun could have produced such a large gash?

The next day, Minzhou TV Channel 1 broadcast a special feature on its news program: "Our city has successfully cracked a major drug case."

On television, Brother Jie was holding a bottle of Dali Water (a popular Chinese herbal remedy) and introducing it to the reporter:

"This is a new type of drug called Popeye, which contains a special compound in addition to sedative ingredients."

The reporter, with her makeup on, asked:

What is the function of this compound?

"This compound can stimulate the nerves. Most people will experience diarrhea, vomiting and other reactions after exposure. A small number of people will experience nerve excitement. As the dosage increases, organ failure will occur."

"This drug is disguised as cough syrup and has appeared in places such as KTVs. Please..."

He turned off the TV with one hand. He only had one eye, and his face was covered in scars. He was sitting on the sofa staring at the black screen of the TV in front of him.

"Boss, you wanted to see me?"

"Yes, our people have been discovered. Let's not waste any more time and just take the offerings."

He was stunned. Snatching a child in broad daylight, especially near Shilan Middle School, was like sticking a straw into a cesspool—it was like asking for trouble.

"This is too conspicuous..."

"Then let's attract their attention first. Didn't we recruit an idiot before? Let's send him to the gate of Shilan Middle School and kill a few students. Then no one will notice us, right?"

The boss cracked his knuckles, revealing a sinister smile.

Chapter 108 The Most Heinous Incident in Shilan's History

At the entrance of Shilan Middle School, Chu Tianjiao sat in his Volkswagen, waiting for his son to get out of school.

As the typhoon approached, Chu Tianjiao actually felt more relaxed. His superiors granted him leave to spend time with his wife and children, and he would be brought back to the meeting room on Friday when the typhoon arrived.

Dragonborn like him, who are powerful but have little true dragon blood, will be grouped together with ordinary hybrids as a logistical force to provide support to the combat troops.

Chu Tianjiao played with the Bahamut emblem in his hand. Now, as the number of high-risk hybrids killed increased, the emblem's power was emanating, and the wooden emblem looked radiant.

It's Thursday now, and all schools in Minzhou have been notified that there will be a typhoon tomorrow, so they will be closed for the day.

The first-year students of Shilan Middle School have already left the campus. The dismissal time for each grade at Shilan is different, with the first-year students leaving earliest and the third-year students leaving latest.

The highway had been closed a day in advance, prohibiting any vehicles from passing through that section to avoid being pulled into the Nibelungen.

Chu Tianjiao's Volkswagen was very inconspicuous among the luxury cars from out of town parked at Shilan Middle School, and even looked somewhat out of place, but it was not the most ordinary one.