A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 7 2. Repeated death

Meineke poked at the "meat" on the ground again and turned to look at Lu Shanyan beside him. Most people would not easily tell that he was an Oriental. After all, his outfit at the moment was very fashionable in this era. Most Easterners are not so open-minded.

Lu Shanyan can be said to be an important member of the Westernization faction. In the 16th year of Guangxu's reign, he was selected to be sent to the Tongwen Hall in the capital. He is now a fifth-rank military attache in the Qing Dynasty. But he has a deep knowledge of European languages ​​and technology. For example, the two flashes of metal he is holding in his hands are ruthless weapons that still reflect luster like swords in the dark night. Two large-caliber silver guns Revolver!

These are two specially modified guns. Lu Shanyan can use them to fire 40 bullets continuously in a very short period of time, and his guns always fire without miss.

Lu Shanyan is not one of those people who are powerless after taking opium. Like Meniek, he is a dragon slayer who has experienced hundreds of battles. They carry swords and guns with them at all times, which can help them solve many problems. Just like now.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots were fired. Lu Shanyan fired two shots at the "meat paste" on the ground. They didn't know what it was, but it was visible to the naked eye that this guy was squirming, as if it wanted to regroup. This made him feel very uncomfortable. The one who could do this must be at least a first-generation species or a second-generation species, right?

"It's really interesting. Maybe we will get two specimens this time. Will there be more data for research?" Meineke frowned slightly.

"I think we'd better burn him. It's best not to leave a single cell behind."

After two shots were fired, he saw that the "meat" on the ground was still squirming. Small sweat broke out on Lu Shanyan's forehead. If it was really an unknown dragon king, it would be a disaster when he recovered.

"Fuck! Fuck! It hurts! Md, who is doing the last-ditch attack? Md is coming again? Fuck you? If you have something to say, please say it, don't shoot! It hurts!"

Xuan Hao roared in his heart. He had been tortured since just now. One of the two lunatics in front of him was stabbing him with a knife, and the other lunatic actually had a gun! The key is! Can you two speak Chinese? My English is not very good...

He really wanted to talk, but his body didn't allow it. It seemed like these two guys were going to do something more extreme to him. He was very scared and panicked now. At the same time, he cursed him in his heart and threw him here. Knowing where it was, all the damn God's family greeted him, although I didn't know if God had any family members.

Meineke looked at the things on the ground, thought for a moment, and then waved his hand. A blond young man wearing pince-nez glasses came over silently. He looked like he was only about 20 years old, with a handsome face. It looks a bit childish. But Meineke and Lu Shanyan both knew that this young man named Angers held a doctorate from Cambridge, both in theology and literature. More importantly, the folding knife in his hand was not for peeling fruit.

Angers took out a folding knife from his pocket, pushed the blade away, and slashed open the kerosene barrel held in his other hand. His technique was clean and neat. The iron barrel in front of him was as fragile as paper. He looked at the figure on the ground and hesitated.

Finally, he handed the oil barrel to Lu Shanyan who was standing in front.

"There are times when you cannot hesitate, Angers, otherwise you will pay a heavy price."

Lu Shanyan looked into Ange's eyes, sighed deeply, and poured kerosene on the "meat" on the ground. Then he took out the matchbox from his pocket, lit a match and threw it up.

"Ah!!!!!!!!! It hurts me so much, fuck, can you please give me a good time!" Xuan Hao roared in his heart, every cell in his body was burning. He didn't understand what caused all this pain. It was conveyed to his spirit. It stands to reason that if it is burned like this, the nerves should be burned out, right? brain? Is that thing ripe early? "Damn God, this curse is unscientific!"

The three of them retreated not far away and looked at the burning flames on the ground, all frowning.

"Shit! What on earth is this? Why does the body recover faster the more it burns! The first generation species don't have this kind of vitality, right?" Meineke swore.

"***..."

A corpse climbed out of the fire. He struggled to hold on to the ground. His body was covered with flames. His whole body was burned beyond recognition. His whole body was scorched black. Even his eye sockets were empty, like an undead crawling out of hell.

In the drizzle, the flames slowly faded away, and the "corpse" was charred black, with only non-flammable substances left in the body. The kerosene seemed to have burned out, but he was still moving. Compared with the "meat paste" before, it now looks more complete.

The three of Meineke were stunned. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that a puddle of flesh could be reshaped in the fire.

"Would you believe me when I said he was not the Dragon King?" Menike clenched the long knife in his hand, tensing his calf muscles, ready to charge forward at any time.

"Will the Dragon King also scream so miserably?" Lu Shanyan has already replaced the magazine, "Ange, the ships contacting the transaction should not dock yet. Inform everyone to evacuate from the port. This place is about to become a battlefield!"

"Yes!" Angers didn't stop, turned around and started running wildly. Of course it wasn't an escape. He had to arrange everything as soon as possible and then come back for support!

"boom!"

Another gunshot sounded, the battle had begun, and Angers' pace became faster.

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"I'm telling you...I can't die...it hurts...can I have a good time? To be honest, I also want to die...can we talk about it carefully?" Xuanhao said to the three people in front of him with difficulty. explain. His abyssal hoarseness sounded to others like it was coming from hell.

He didn't know if the other party could understand, but it was so painful that he couldn't care less.

"Chinese?" Meineke was a little confused. His Chinese was not very good. He turned his head and looked at Lu Shanyan. Lu Shanyan was the only Chinese here who could understand him.

"Yes..." Lu Shanyan was also stunned, "Does this sound like he is begging for mercy?"

"What did he say?" Meineke asked.

"He said he couldn't die, it was painful, and he wanted to die. He wanted to give him a good time and let us have something to talk about." Lu Shanyan pulled the trigger again with an expressionless face.

"boom!"

"ah!!!!"

Xuan Hao's newly grown body was punched with another hole.

"It seems like this guy is not very threatening?" Meineke walked up to Xuan Hao and stabbed Xuan Hao's body with a long knife.

"You still have to be careful, what if he's just pretending? He wants to trick us into waiting for him to recover. This kind of vitality can only be found in Dragon King." Lu Shanyan looked serious.

"Then we're here? Will we make up for it every once in a while?" Meineke raised the long knife in his hand and teased.

"Dragon King?...I...I'm not a Dragon King...I'm just...an ordinary person..."

Xuanhao understood what Lu Shanyan said and felt surprised, Dragon King? He seemed to be thinking of something, but he couldn't be sure because he couldn't see anything now and could only vaguely hear the conversation between the two people. Although he had good grades, he dropped out of school after all and had almost forgotten English.

"He said that he is not the Dragon King, but an ordinary person." Lu Shanyan heard Xuan Hao's voice and sneered at the corner of his mouth.