Dragon Race: My boss is Lu Mingze

An old man in a Chinese tunic floated down. The sole of his feet was a hard ice ridge, densely packed and numerous thick ice ridges, towering over the building.

There was an ugly scar across the old man's head, and the gray silver hair couldn't hide it!
Like a vicious centipede.

There was a faint blue light on the old man.

The eyes were blood red, but the pupils were pitch black, like a bottomless black hole.

The state he entered was different from all the people being manipulated.

It is something similar to some Chinese folk "asking God" or "going out".

He kicked his feet, and the icicles on the soles of his feet were extremely hard, like steel.

A coquettish flame was burning on the ice cube, but no burning sensation was felt.

And the location of the rooftop is freezing a person, a man whose skin is covered with earthworm-like protrusions.

Blood vessels all over the body swelled violently, tendons and joints shifted, and there was a crackling sound of burning firewood.

The violent changes in the body shattered the ice layer, turning into irregular cracks.

"Necromancer, what happened to that S-Class?"

"In a coma, but may wake up at any time"

"I can't hold him off for long"

A soft and waxy voice of a woman emerges from my mind.

The old man curled his lips. If it wasn't for his change, he wouldn't be able to show up in person.

First broke through the drug trade in the underground fighting arena, and then stayed in front of the movie theater for several hours. Lu Mingfei, a very important person, survived!

How not to annoy him.

The layout was repeatedly broken, and he had to come in person to sort out the situation.

"He is indeed extraordinary. If we can get his body sample, we may become stronger"

"He has that breath on his body."

The woman analyzed.

"That's right, originally we offered him a reward, partly because of this consideration"

"That academy is really troublesome."

He looked down, at the man under layers of ice, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This is the end of the matter. Now that we have faced the war machine of Kassel Academy in advance, it is not an unacceptable thing."

"Keep an eye on this guy named Jersey"

"Call me anytime"

"Then, Rider"

The old man roared towards the sky, and the ear-piercing voice was amplified hundreds of times, like the roar of a dragon, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The blue container in the distance is slowly opening, and the huge black head is exposed to the air first.

The dragon head roared, and he was responding.

There was an extremely ear-piercing sound, and the giant dragon couldn't wait for the fully automated container to open by itself, and its two huge claws and wings slammed.

The steel box was broken apart bit by bit.

"Rider, you seem to be a little early."

"Is there something wrong there?"

The clothes on the old man's body, and even his hair, had a hint of blue in them.

The black pupils are extremely weird, and his actions are even different from any human beings. He seems to be some kind of ghost, floating on the top of various buildings.

The giant dragon that should not have appeared here at this time appeared.

1 hour ahead of schedule.

Tiancheng Square.

The huge dragon wings stretched out, blowing a violent storm.

In the nearby building, the members of the Alliance Club who were watching on the first floor couldn't help but look a little ugly.

Faced with this kind of thing, the burden in my heart is not so heavy.

Even if he is as strong as Ultraman, his size is at least similar to those of the monsters.

This guy can be called a big mountain at least. Is it really something that human beings can match.

They looked over there in a blink of an eye. On the bed made of simple tables and chairs, there was a man with a handsome face and a slender figure.

In Xia Tian, ​​he was breathing evenly, his chest rose and fell steadily, and all his signs were normal.

The situation of high fever and high fever did not appear.

The pillar of the League, at the moment, fell into layers of nightmares.

Lu Mingfei is also here, he is a little dazed.

These things were completely beyond his acceptable range, the huge monster outside was roaring, shaking his heart.

That kind of thing is fake.

His feet trembled with roars, and Lu Mingfei's fear almost spread all over his body.

Someone was praying, Lu Mingfei turned his head away.

It was a girl with a slightly petite physique, her hair was parted in the middle, and her face was aloof.

The high nose and deep eyes unique to Westerners, with pitiful teardrops hanging on his cold and quiet face.

She crossed her fingers under her jaw and muttered something.

What a frightened fool, poor girl.

That's right, how can you not be afraid of such a monster?
Lu Mingfei's face showed deep pity.

But if Lu Mingfei got closer, he would hear what the girl was saying.

"President Xia Tian is safe and sound."

"President Xia Tian will definitely wake up"

"If it is President Xia Tian, ​​it will definitely be possible."

Things like that.

People can't help but think of the Japanese comics that both broke the charts in the second grade, or the lines in some domestic TV dramas.

At this moment, the man lying on the soft cushion moved his index finger slightly.

In the depths of his consciousness, he was running in a sea of ​​flames.

That scene was almost like reality, the real extremely high temperature, the real burning smell.

There is also a strong smell of blood, it seems that this scene should have been in his mind.

He wanted to escape frantically, but he couldn't get out of this place, no matter how he ran, it was useless, no matter how he ran, he couldn't break free.

But why.

He almost collapsed.

Xia Tian's face was splashed with red blood, and an uncle in front of him was cut open by the blade of a knife, and the organs in his abdomen rolled out, rolling to Xia Tian's front with thick black ash.

In Xia Tian's wide open eyes, there is no half spirit.

At this moment, his body is a child, and he seems to have returned to the day in his memory, when he was still a child.

His parents are honest country people. Although they are not rich, what they can meet is that they will be a happy little family.

But at this moment the crops in the warehouse were burning, and men and women fell in pools of blood.

In his eyes, the shadow of that person was deeply engraved.

He was wearing a black suit with his tie thrown back and a white square scarf in his breast pocket.

In his hand was a jackknife, reflecting the raging flames.

"Son, you are the most perfect work of heaven"

"They won't let me take you, so they'll be damned"

"child"

Dark liquid flowed from the old man's straight suit pants, and the pocket knife reflecting the flames was slowly dripping blood.

He stretched out his hand and was about to hug Xia Tian.

How could it be you~
昂热
Xia Tian's upper and lower molars tightly bite together.

You are my teacher, the principal of the academy.

How could you, do such a thing.

On that day, both parents of Xia Tian's world died.

The raging flames almost swallowed everything.