Dragon Race: My boss is Lu Mingze

An ugly monster rushed up the windowsill, its mouth half-opened, revealing the sharp teeth inside.

The long scarlet tongue sticks out, spraying out disgusting mucus.

The last shot was the scene where the monster smashed the camera, so far, the live broadcast was completely interrupted.

"There are many doubts in this battle."

"What is there in that city that can control the blood of the mixed race?"

"Is it a god?"

In the dimly lit conference room, the video conference of the board of trustees, the highest authority of Kassel College, was still going on.

The video they watched came from a live channel of a hunter website, and the fierce battle was too shocking.

For a moment, the meeting room fell into silence again.

"God? Are you talking about the first generation?"

"Not necessarily, but that kind of power is really shocking."

An old man who was too old to die sighed.

"Leave those things alone"

"That S-level student in our academy, do you have nothing to say?"

A dark corner, a seat of Gattuso's house.

Frost Gattuso's face was gloomy and cold. In the dim conference room, the projection only projected half of his face because of the angle.

The remaining half were submerged in darkness, with a terrifying expression on their already somewhat old faces.

"Is his strength controllable? The wound on his body heals so fast, it can't be owned by humans."

"In the video, he killed a lot of people. If one day, such a person starts killing in the academy, who can really stop him?"

In the already dim conference room, the temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees at this moment.

What happened today was so unbelievable that everyone didn't notice any abnormality in Xia Tian after watching the video.

As the spokesperson of the Gattuso family said, for a fierce person like Xia Tian, ​​is the bloodline really completely controllable? If one day the bloodline gets out of control.

The disaster caused must be devastating.

Powerful spiritual ability, can be called a miraculous knife.

At this stage, among the colleges, from the first grade to the fourth grade to the eighth grade, who dare to say that they can match this one.

Even if Chu Zihang, like Kaiser, faced each other with real knives and guns, hating the Northwest would be a predictable ending.

Not to mention that the vice-chairman of the League is also an A-level student with an extremely good pedigree. Such a character, when he reaches the third grade, can be the king and hegemony in the academy.

His light will completely overshadow the original king of the academy, Caesar.

This will not be what the Gattuso family hopes to see.

"What do you guys think about this?"

Frost said solemnly, leaning on his crutches as he got up, the picture was a little shaken in the light and shadow.

After a while, Frost bowed slightly in front of everyone. His proposal was so earth-shattering that it exploded in the conference room like a nuclear bomb.

"I propose to erase this S-level student named Xia Tian. His threat may far exceed the danger of any dragon, because he is lurking beside us."

"We must first ensure our own absolute safety, and the continuation of the secret party is the top priority."

"Seconded"

In the dim space, a man's voice resounded.

"I ~ Seconded"

"Seconded"

"be opposed to!"

It was the voice of opposition from the Bourbon family. As one of the seats on the school board, Alfred Bourbon had the right to voice his opposition.

"As we all know, the Vice-President of the League of the College of Jersey de Bourbon Cassel, an A-level student of the College, is your son"

"So you are going to favor this S-class called Xia Tian?"

Frost Gattuso fought back with righteous words, regardless of the fact that there were other school trustees who had not yet expressed their views.

He has great confidence in this decision.

Taking this opportunity, erasing that S-rank is the most effective method once and for all. He is too dazzling and powerful. There are rumors that he is the principal's illegitimate son.

Of course, the latest rumor this year is that the principal has two illegitimate children, and one of them is the other protagonist of this incident, Lu Mingfei.

However, Frost Gattuso didn't care if illegitimate children were not illegitimate children. It's just that such a dangerous No. [-] person, in the academy, he was really full of sense of crisis.

And who can guarantee that his bloodline is really safe and reliable?

That kind of terrifying healing ability is simply impossible for human beings to possess!

No one can guarantee him that even if the Bourbon family's opposition is of no use, most of the school directors will still stand on their side out of safety considerations.

It is very appropriate to kill a mistake and never let it go!Is not it?

"Frost, for bringing up such an issue, I wonder if your brain has been kicked by a donkey"

"Who are we mobilizing so many teachers this time, deploying all the elites of the academy and each branch?"

"Isn't it just for the student named Xia Tian in the video?"

"Don't forget, your nephew is also on that battlefield. Why don't you make a phone call and say: Hey my good nephew, we felt something was wrong that summer, or take advantage of his inattention and wipe his neck with a knife. ?”

"How ridiculous!"

"However, even so, it still can't erase the fact that he is a murderous maniac. The land is almost raised by one meter by the corpse, and the blood can almost flow into a river."

"We need leaders, not executioners and murderers, you fool"

Frost's face was flushed, and his hands were raised with excitement.

"Ding ding ding, the ringing bell keeps ringing"

"Two pay attention to the situation. If you have any objections during the meeting, please ring the bell before speaking."

"Otherwise, the entire meeting room will be full of your curses. Is there any need for this meeting to continue?"

The old, outrageous old man opened his mouth to persuade him.

At this moment, the sudden bell rang.

The carved door of the conference room opened suddenly, and the bell rang from outside the door.

It was a man in a straight suit, his eyes revealed endless majesty on his hard face, and his golden pupils were burning.

The three-piece black suit was stretched straight by him.

A white veil was folded in the breast pocket.

Holding the bell, he walked slowly into the hall of the meeting room.

Everyone saw him, but no one spoke.

Because this man holds great authority, even if Kassel Academy is not a single person.

But the old man in front of him, in the minds of the professors and students of the college, has a prestige that can be called an emperor.

He found the only vacant seat and whistled toward the door.

There were several guards lying around outside the door, and the sound of dense footsteps sounded outside, as if someone from an army had driven to the door.

A soldier with a medal on his chest walked in, and after getting the approval of the initiator of the meeting, he slowly closed the door.

The waiter poured the domineering old man a glass of red wine, which was as red as blood.

"I tested the security system in this conference room."

"My conclusion is that there are many loopholes, but that's it"

"Very easily, I got here"

Hum~pa, the gorgeous carved door closed, and the meeting room became dim again.

"I heard that some people think that my students have killed too much?"

"Do you know where that is, do you think they are still performing some secret mission?"

"It's a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield"

The old man slapped his hand on the table, but his eyes were unusually calm looking at the seat of Gattuso's house.

Even though it was thousands of miles away, even if it was just a video conference, Frost was still stared at by those eyes and dared not move.

Fear spreads in my heart.

"That is the cruelest dragon slaying battlefield, either you die or I die"

"Summer, the only S-level student in the academy, he is expected to become a leader in the future"

"Both the leader and our general"

Bang, there was another sound, and the old man put his feet heavily on the table.

"Excuse me, is there any general who doesn't kill people?"

That fierce, unrivaled gesture swept across the entire meeting room.

Clap, clap, first Alfred applauded.

Then the whole conference room burst into applause.

Frost Gattuso did not expect such a result. As soon as this man appeared, the result was completely reversed.

He could only sit down resentfully, his old cheeks gradually turning a liver color.