Dragon Race: My boss is Lu Mingze

France, Paris, Champs Elysees.

"Moxi Moxi, it's me, old man." Xia Tian was stuffing bread into his mouth, while questioning the bluetooth headset, "What are you doing, why can I hear a woman laughing?"

"Oh, it's like this, my dear Xia, a first-year student of Kassel College, my disciple. I heard that your task has been successfully completed, congratulations."

"Actually, I really want to help you, but you know, I'm in trouble."

A deep voice came from the headset: "French girls are enthusiastic and unrestrained, I like it very much here, and now they have some troubles. You know, their troubles are my troubles, as a gentleman, how can I leave What about these women who need love."

"Please, we are here to carry out a mission, not a vacation. You are the professor leading the team this time, so you can't take care of it. As my teacher and the principal of Kassel College, you shouldn't be charging ahead at this time. , Did I wave the flag behind your buttocks?"

Xia Tian lowered his voice, and his face was dignified, "To be honest, this task is impossible to be C-level at all. This is a serious dereliction of duty."

He took a deep breath, "It will even exceed A-level, this is an A+ task, old guy, you read the action report I wrote, do you know what I encountered, someone who can forcibly raise the purity of bloodline The monster and the Philosopher's Stone, that thing almost killed me"

"Oh, that's a pity, but during that time, I really couldn't get away"

The person in the bluetooth headset raised his wine glass and took a sip of red wine, surrounded by hot French girls singing and dancing.

Xia Tian couldn't help falling into silence, just slowly chewing the bread in his mouth.

"Practice combat can really sharpen a person. Young people should have such awareness. And you are S-level, the only S-level. What is a mere A+ level task? What you lack is experience."

After a while, the man said again; "You are doing well, my apprentice, I will hold a celebration banquet for you in the best restaurant in Paris, I am proud of you."

Xia Tian calmly tidied up the neckline of the windbreaker, "Old thing, no matter you bastard or you bastard"

"Forget about the celebration banquet, let Chu Zihang and the others go. This mission is over, and I want to go back to China. Aren't you going to China to recruit freshmen this time? I can be the interviewer for the freshmen by the way."

"Well, of course, summer vacation is coming soon, isn't it?" The person in the headset said indifferently, "But I have already arranged for Professor Guderian, Jiu Deyaji and Ye Sheng to go, as well as Chen Motong. You have a lot of experience, if you want to join them too~ no problem, but this time there is a high school student I like very much, I hope you won’t mess up if you go.”

"It's a deal, don't worry, I'm a native Chinese, no one understands Chinese people better than me." Xia Tian waved his hand, which means that it's definitely right to leave this matter to me.

In the commercial area of ​​the western section of the Champs-Elysées Avenue, red lights and green wine are no longer enough to describe the prosperity of this section of the street. There are endless streams of tourists and crowds all year round.

A gray-haired old man was sitting in a luxurious tavern, surrounded by sexy and hot French girls singing and dancing around him.

It is actually inappropriate to say that he is an old man. He is full of energy and has a ruddy complexion, which makes people unable to tell the age of this old man for a while.

Only time can leave traces on the face of such a man. His hair is neatly combed, and he is wearing a three-piece black suit. From the side view, he is still a handsome man.

At this moment, this handsome old man is talking to someone.

"Isn't such a mission a little too dangerous? Hilbert Jean Angers! This mission should have been performed by you yourself, but you gave it to your disciples. You know, this is what we have been able to do these years." I found the most gifted child." At the other end of the table was a young man with gold-rimmed glasses.

"You mean, dangerous? In the history of the secret party, there are many young people like him who are astonishingly talented and have excellent bloodlines. Although they are human beings, they are also dragon races, and their blood contains a lot of blood. Proportional dragon blood. The potential of people with this bloodline is far beyond that of ordinary people, I just want to see what potential our appointed S-class has. It is also a test for him."

The silver-haired old man named Angers has a strong body, and his words are sonorous and powerful, just like an orator on a podium.

"Summer, Chinese, a first-year student in Kassel Headquarters. He possesses a rare advanced word spirit vampiric sickle, so he was promoted to S rank by you, the principal, and he is good at Japanese swordsmanship." The young man said slowly. Speak slowly.

"Yes, you know how surprised I was when I found this kid, I'm an old man of the times, but in the history of Kassel, even the history of mixed races, there's never been a child who didn't go through violent blood A human being who can use a vampiric sickle. You must know that this word spirit is an advanced version of the sickle weasel. This kind of power is violent enough to be used as a sharp claw to tear apart dragons. He will be cultivated as Kassel's sword, and when he grows up, he , will become the leader of the younger generation, just like Caesar and Chu Zihang."

"Even surpass them and become the leader of the Secret Party."

The principal's speech touched the young man. He was speechless for a long time, his face alternated with joy and sorrow, and complex expressions emerged one by one.

"We are looking forward to such a leader, or a hero." The young man stood up and bowed deeply to the old man.

"He is a hero who slays the dragon! Such a task is indeed dangerous, but he is not a small flower in a greenhouse. He will be a sharp sword and our reliance. It is his mission to cut down all the thorns in front of us." Anger He said slowly, his face as cold as pig iron.

"Jersey, your family once ruled the vast land, Navarre, France, Spain, Naples and Sicily. The Holy Roman Empire trembled under the iron hooves of your family elders. You have also been brilliant, sweeping the entire European continent."

Angers paused, and continued, "You are the ones who should know how cruel war is, especially wars that cross races. On the battlefield full of gunpowder, people die every second, which is much more cruel than this."

"You are right. I am too conservative. On behalf of my family, I would like to thank you for your contribution to the academy. Your name will be included in the history written by the Secret Party, Principal Angers." The young man gave a military salute , the clear eyes are full of determination.

"You and your disciples have proved themselves, and we will continue to support your status in the academy. It is undoubtedly the most correct decision to entrust Kassel Academy to you."

Jersey walked slowly to the door of the private room, "Then, let's not pass by now." He stretched out his hand and pushed open a corner of the door, and the warm sunlight shone on his face.

"Okay, we have always been good partners. Oh, I forgot to tell you, we have already found the next student with S-class blood." Anger's words were like a thunderbolt in summer.Jersey's hand trembled, and he turned to look at Angers in disbelief.

"Same as Xia Tian, ​​S-class student?"

"Yes, his pedigree may be even better."

"Our era is really coming." The young man said these words in a daze, his eyes glazed over.

This young man comes from a family of dragon slayers who have prevented the recovery of dragons many times over the centuries, and paid a terrible price.

They hate the Dragon Clan.

They have a blood feud.

In a sense, they are fellow travelers with Angers.

"No, you should say that the end of the dragon clan is coming." Anger narrowed his eyes slightly, and the slanted sunlight from the opened door in Jersey shone on his eyes, and the light and shadow were like sharp knives.