C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons

The icy blade touched Ruan Tingtian's chest. That was Li Wuyue's index finger.

The dragon's claw cut his skin shallowly, sketching a wild and magnificent totem. Pain, as if a fire was burning in my chest.

The black and white messy lines like dragons and snakes sketched eerie and solemn illusions in his mind, and his pupils turned into molten gold. The intense stimulation caused by the dragon totem drawn by the blood of the dragon king forced the awakening of Ruan's bloodline.

Using blood lineages, Li Wuyue searched for more than 200 blood descendants throughout Honduras. The bloodline is subject to the bloodline class of the mixed race, and it is far less accurate and efficient in the hands of the Dragon King.

As Li Wuyue expected, these blood descendants did not have particularly outstanding bloodlines. Ruan Tingtian has the highest potential bloodline among these blood descendants, but in Cassell's evaluation system, he may barely be able to get an A-level.

Such a bloodline is worthless to Li Wuyue. What he needs is an agent among humans, enough to be a race with a sharp blade in his hands.

Subject to time and resource conditions, the dragon blood that Li Wuyue injected into Ruan Tingtian's body only underwent a simple detoxification treatment.

Even if they can meet the probability of less than 1% and successfully raise their bloodline, the injected person will face the danger of degenerating into a deadpool for life. What Li Wuyue needs is only useful pawns.

The dying young man pulled out the glass on his abdomen, the wound healed quickly, but the oozing blood turned from dark red to darker.

Yan Ling · Deep Blood? A word that is not very practical.

In the dim alley, Ruan Tingtian roared in pain, and the black highly poisonous blood rubbed against the wall, making a sizzling sound.

Stimulated by the blood of the Dragon King, the dragon spirit occupying the absolute peak is swallowing his consciousness.

Li Wuyue looked at the struggling young man indifferently. If you survive, you can become a useful pawn, but if you can't bear it, you will become a deadpool like everyone else.

Ruan Tingtian is not the first blood descendant to bear his dragon blood. 17 dead servants with good strength have been born before him. At this moment, they are frozen and dormant in the basement of a lakeside villa.

"Oh?"

Ruan Tingtian's black blood slowly returned to its normal color, and his rapid breathing became regular. At the same time, his wheat-colored skin turned into an ominous pallor, and his body exuded a nearly transparent grayish-white smoke.

He not only endured the dragon's blood, but also advanced the word spirit. Deep-blooded high-ranking word spirit, deathtouch.

Ruan Tingtian wiped the blood from his eyes and face, the confusion of a new born in his golden eyes, and unprecedented unknown emotions poured out of his heart.

He sank in the abyss called Honduras for 21 years, and until today, only at this moment, has he seen the light beyond the abyss.

"You should respect me as you respect God."

Ruan Tingtian knelt down in front of Li Wuyue. This person, from now on, is his god, and he is the sharp blade of the gods.

"Remember to wear gloves and clothes that can wrap your body. Make good use of your word spirit, which is called deathtouch, death touch. Unless your dragon blood is completely silent, this word spirit will not shut down."

The breeze blew a blank business card with an address written on the back, on the outskirts of San Pedro Sula. Ruan Tingtian's pupils shrank, it was the territory of the Salvadoran gang.

When she raised her head, Li Wuyue had already disappeared into the dark night, and everything that had just happened was like a dream when she was about to die.

A red-eyed fruit fly buzzed around Ruan Tingtian and fell silently, a layer of gray on his body. Ruan Tingtian was thoughtful, covered his skin with torn clothes as much as possible, and went to the place written on the business card.

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San Pedro Sula, one of the most chaotic cities in the world, is a model of total failure of human governance.

Honduras is one of the numerous inconspicuous small countries in Central America, with a population of less than 10 million, insufficient infrastructure, an extremely backward industrial system, and rampant gang crime.

For every 10 citizens here, 3 are disappointed with the country, and the remaining 7 are completely desperate.

Like Ruan Tingtian's mother, most of them worked hard to break free from this abyss and go to the extremely prosperous country in the north.

Even though they were well aware that the country was one of the sources of Honduras' tragedy, they still flocked to it. For them, just living on is already a kind of torture, unable to care about the macro justice and right or wrong.

The secret party did not have any arrangements in Honduras, at least Li Wuyue was unable to collect any relevant information through the sickle.

The most recent strongholds of the secret party are located in Guatemala and Mexico, northwest of Honduras.

Honduras is the "promised land" chosen by Li Wuyue. This land of chaos and sin was the perfect foothold for him.

The wind king stepped into the villa on the outskirts of the city, and the interior was deserted. The flames in the fireplace had long since been extinguished, and a few withered leaves were floating on the luxurious swimming pool.

As for the brutal Salvadoran gang that Ruan Tingtian was worried about, the leaders, the thugs and the younger brothers at the bottom were all **** neatly in the underground freezer.

When Li Wuyue walked into the freezer, the group of people were nearly unconscious, and their eyes were white.

There are still bloodstains on the operating table of the freezer, where the Salvadoran gang usually executes rival gang members, or whatever offends their civilians.

The Salvadoran gang leader struggled, trying to bite the tape off his mouth. Li Wuyue didn't kill them immediately, he felt that there was room for negotiation between them.

But in fact, he completely misunderstood what Li Wuyue meant. The Dragon King doesn't even remember his name, Elkoba, Noval, Boris or whatever, doesn't make sense.

Li Wuyue left their lives as food.

He took off the long white cloth wrap he carried with him from behind and carefully opened it to reveal the weapon inside. A withered branch.

If Boss Luo is here, he must shout that he is too familiar with this thing, isn't this Odin happy gun.

The appearance of the branches is exactly the same as Kungunnir, the gun of destiny. But the front end of the branch was not entangled with that fateful terrifying aura.

Li Wuyue walked towards the gang members of the Salvadoran Gang holding dead branches. Even under the stimulation of the Dragon King's power, the dead branches did not respond.

The branches tapped on the chests of those strong men one by one, and each time they touched one, the man stopped breathing and fell backwards. Soon, even the icy corpse became "virtuous" until it disappeared.

do not come! you don't have to...

The freezer was silent, only two heartbeats remained. Li Wuyue's, and dead branches.

With the Dragon King's vision, he saw a few small green spots that were almost imperceptible on the surface of the dead branches. It's sprouting.

To make it return to its former state, I don't know how many souls have to be filled.

Li Wuyue stabbed the dead branch into the ground of the dead branch, as easily as inserting a piece of cake. Even in a "dead" state, the material that makes it up is the pinnacle of the world.

"Have they all arrived?"

"Sir, they're all here. There are 5 people in total."

Ruan Tingtian replied. The pure black combat uniform wrapped around his body, revealing only two golden pupils on his face.

The five people have greatly exceeded Li Wuyue's expectations. It seems that these human beings who are struggling to survive are more resilient in spirit.

Li Wuyue glanced at the three men and two women who were reborn in front of her. Although their bloodlines were unstable, their strength was already outstanding.

They used to be low-level gang members, thugs with no moral conscience, teachers whose kidneys were defrauded, disabled criminals, and small traders who were oppressed all day long.

But from today, they will embark on a new path, a wrong path or a journey.

"The name of the organization is called 'Tingtian', and you are the starting point of Tingtian. From here, you will transform San Pedro Sula, and then your country, until you burn the flames all over the world."

The five raised their heads. Li Wuyue suddenly appeared in front of them, like a **** who came into the world.

They speculated on Li Wuyue's thoughts, but they would not have thought of such a grand or arrogant goal.

"I ruined the Salvadoran gang. They took the white powder and leaves that came in by water and sold it north to those rich countries, and they were sitting on the white powder business for half the city."

Li Wuyue has an impression of this kind of thing. When Lin Fenglong went to Tongwancheng, he had been exposed to the opium business. As long as this kind of business spreads, many human beings will go to self-destruction without the dragon race.

"You take over these gray businesses as soon as possible, and all those who stand in your way will be dealt with in secret with the spirit of words.

First, you, including the members of Tingtian in the future, if you self-absorb, no matter the number, you will be killed without mercy.

Second, all goods will be changed to export and not allowed to be sold in any city in Honduras. Those who circulate privately will be killed without mercy.

Third, never use women, children, homeless people to transport and sell goods...

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Tenth, members are loyal to each other and never betray. Betrayal shall be punished by capital punishment. "

Li Wuyue's voice did not fluctuate. His volume was not loud, but the voice seemed to be ringing in everyone's head at the same time, each word as heavy as the strike of a forging hammer.

A dense murmur filled their ears, overlapping low-pitched sounds like a swarm of bats passing overhead.

"Remember, I can see everything and hear everything.

You will open new paths, and you will gain more than senseless violence. If you fall into ignorant beasts, I will take back your power. "

The sound was like the chilling wind in winter, and it contained strange magic. If the knife is carved into the stone, it will be deeply carved into their souls.

"Now, I will teach you the skills of using words and spirits, as well as the most basic alchemy. After returning home, learn Chinese well. I don't like to use Spanish."

Give blood, give name, give purpose, give knowledge. Like the gods enlightened beasts.

This is what Li Wuyue did intentionally. There's no point in killing like crazy, and it's impossible for him to kill everyone.

Surely he could cause mass slaughter, resurrect the dead branch, and declare war on the whole world. Keep slaughtering until the blood dries out and the soul rots.

But he could not see the meaning of that behavior. What Li Wuyue wanted was far more than that.

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"Mr. Lucas, hand me the list of members of the Red Pit Viper. I can end this quickly."

The bedroom was burning, and the flames had caught the back of Deputy Director Lucas.

Members of the San Pedro Sula police department completely acquiesced in the existence of gray businesses, the only difference being how much they were charged for them.

And Lucas earns more than the average gang leader, and holds a list of the main personnel of the leaf network in San Pedro and surrounding cities.

Ruan Tingtian took off his black gloves and lightly touched Lucas' bound right hand.

Death Touch left a permanent grey-white mark on that hand, like a devil's kiss.

His body tissues are now all poisonous. Sweat from the skin, hair and dander all contain unidentified chemicals that are extremely deadly.

In just ten seconds, the center of Lucas' right hand turned gray and then peeled off from the surface of his body.

"Ah! Ah!!!"

Before the poison spread all over his body, Ruan Tingtian cut off the hand. The fingertips slowly stabbed into Lucas' eyes, with the signal of death.

A minute later, Ruan Tingtian received Lucas’ detailed list.

"Neva, get rid of him."

"receive."

A bullet penetrated Lucas' heart under the guidance of Kama Itachi.

The girl chewed gum and threw another Molotov cocktail into the house. In the blaze, a second-hand sports car without a license plate roared away from the police car behind him.

"This is the last one, Viper Gang."

Ruan Tingtian sent the list to the members of "Tingtian".

In three weeks, they wiped out almost all the gangsters in San Pedro, pulling out their umbrellas.

These villains were collectively handed over to their gods, and they never saw those people again.

They'll sneak in with a shadow, lock the exit, then drop bloodthirsty Deadpool in the opponent's base camp, and finally clean up the terrified gangsters.

Burn the dead ones with Yan Ling, and bring them back to hand in the living ones. The power of dragon blood makes them invincible.

At night, San Pedro Sula is full of gunfire and flames, and by day the city is a little safer than it was yesterday.

Ruan Tingtian and Neva returned to the villa on the outskirts of the city, and Li Wuyue was sitting quietly in the hall.

"My lord, here's the money we got from the gang, $370,000."

There was a flash of heat in the eyes of the other people, but Ruan Tingtian had no intention of moving.

"Same as before, send it off."

"Yes, my lord."

These dirty money, they will be sent to the homes of people in the city who cannot sustain their lives. Li Wuyue said that they are not beasts.

"Diego, remember what I said?"

The Latino man who was sharing money suddenly heard Li Wuyue's question, his heart tightened, but he remained calm.

"Remember ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A breeze blew. Diego's right arm left his body.

Li Wuyue left her seat and stood in the center of the hall. He held up the bleeding arm, revealing the sticker hidden in his sleeve.

It's not a plaster, it's a medicine absorbed through the skin. Diego was under his nose, disobeying his orders.

"We have dragon's blood! This dose of medicine won't cause much effect at all..."

Another gust of wind blew, and Diego stopped breathing.

"You broke the rules. You are 'Listen to Heaven', ordered by Heaven, and my apostles.

I want to rebuild the kingdom of dragons here. Let the people here trust you because of your words and deeds, and yearn for the new rules and order that you are about to establish, and a brand-new world. "

Li Wuyue wants humans to choose dragons.