Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 46 Brother, Do You Have Heirs?

"I have no second thoughts about you, Sister Tang..." Mo Qiuran said.

"Stop," Tang Zi yelled to stop, "It's not this."

"Your beauty reminds me of a poem. There is no beauty in a thousand years, but a beautiful woman is beautiful; a country and a city are amazing in appearance." Mo Qiuran said.

"This poem sounds good, but this is not what I want to hear." This time Tang Zi waited for Mo Qiuran to finish speaking before saying it.

"you……"

"Think about it," Tang Zi squinted, and the dangerous breath became more intense, "There are only three things."

"Someone sneaked into my room and I found out, and I chased after him and fought with him, then I won and asked for compensation." Mo Qiuran finished immediately.

"Didn't kill anyone?" Sister Tang asked.

"No, no, how could a socialist successor like me do something that violated the law!" Mo Qiuran straightened his back and looked like "I'm a good boy".

"Kill if you have to," Tang Zi said, "but you should also have a sense of proportion."

"The main reason is that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of killing me at the beginning, and I was almost exhausted at the time. If I kill her, I will probably be unconscious there. If she still has teammates nearby, I will be in danger. " Mo Qiuran nodded and said.

"Don't you need me to vent your anger on you?" Tang Zi asked.

"No, no, it's barely a cooperative relationship now. There is a powerful organization behind her, which should help me in my future affairs." Mo Qiuran scratched his head and said.

"You just have to have your own plans," Tang Zi said softly, "Don't trust others, some people may not betray you because their interests are not enough."

"I understand, I understand!" Mo Qiuran nodded his head, "I only believe in Miss Tang!"

"And your best friend at the same table?" Tang Zi laughed mockingly.

"It's different." Mo Qiuran raised her eyebrows and said in a low voice, her eyes burning.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly began to change in a certain direction, and it was so dense that it was hard to breathe.

"You know the skin, you know the skin!" Tang Zi's method of breaking the game is very simple. She leaned forward and twisted the soft flesh around Mo Qiuran's waist, and then spun. Since the last time she attacked here, she no longer twisted Mo Qiu. My ears are dyed.

"Ah! It hurts! I was wrong!" Mo Qiuran repeatedly admitted his mistake.

"Huh!" Tang Zi moved the chair away, sat on the other side of the sofa, and then took a brown paper file bag from one side and threw it to Mo Qiuran.

"What is this?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"I thought that you would understand something after you went to Kassel College, and the people there would also teach you. The first half-breed college is not a vain name, and the teachers are strong enough to allow you to grow. In this way, you can still live an ordinary and easy life for the last time, but I didn’t expect you to be involved in this kind of thing so quickly, plus that knife... It seems that your bloodline level and the degree of control over the language are far away Taller than I thought."

Tang Zi glanced at Mo Qiuran with complicated eyes, and said softly, "You still need to walk some roads by yourself, so I won't interfere with your decisions, but I can give you the opportunity to gain some experience in advance."

"I'm actually..." Mo Qiuran opened his mouth to say something.

"Everyone has secrets, don't even tell them to the most trusted person," Tang Zi said, "You would have told me what you should have said, wouldn't you?"

"Yes." Mo Qiuran nodded.

"Then don't tell me, I will know when I should know," Tang Zi said, "Just like you will know my secret when you should know."

"Actually, I don't mind now." Mo Qiuran regained his energy in an instant.

"You're being rude, aren't you!" Tang Zi tried to twist.

"No," Mo Qiuran shook his head repeatedly, picked up the kraft paper bag to change the subject, "so what's in it?"

"The world of mixed races is far more cruel than the real world. Some mixed races will easily commit crimes with powerful power after awakening their spirit vision, while others simply have too high a concentration of dragon blood, and the dragon blood in their bodies Gradually erode human blood, and then degenerate into a dead waiter who only knows to crave flesh and blood." Tang Zi said.

"The one with scales all over the body and bone spurs?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Yes...you...did you hit that kind of thing before?" Tang Zi frowned.

"It should be different. That person... seems to be able to control himself, and finally changed back." Mo Qiuran said.

"It would be impossible if you mastered some kind of taboo technique... It seems that what you encountered may really be a relatively powerful organization, but if you have your own plans, I will not get involved," Tang Zi said. "Deadpool is the final version of that thing, when dragon blood almost completely eats away at human blood."

"final version?"

"The human gene is vulnerable to the dragon's gene, but when only the last bit remains, it will show amazing resilience, just like it is easy to grind bread crumbs with a hydraulic press, but it is absolutely impossible to crush the bread crumbs," Tang said. Zi said, "So people can't become dragons, they can only become dead servants. They have no mind and wisdom, only know how to devour flesh and blood, but they have a dragon-like body and speech spirit."

"It sounds a bit like the ultimate enhanced version of zombies! Will you be infected if bitten by this kind of thing?" Mo Qiuran gasped.

"Dragon's blood is extremely corrosive. It is best not to be exposed to flesh and blood by this kind of thing, and not to spread out. Otherwise, animals and plants may mutate due to contact with this kind of thing." Tang Zi said.

"No wonder..." Mo Qiuran remembered what happened before.

"Why?"

So Mo Qiuran told Tang Zi the shocking scene of the professional team of guys in suits coming to dig the soil.

"You still know how to deal with the aftermath...Your judgment is right. Being able to use the MINT service can be regarded as an organization with good energy." Tang Zi nodded.

"Then what's in this file bag..." Mo Qiuran seemed to realize something.

"Here is the information of a mixed-race who degenerated into a deadpool and has not been arrested yet," Tang Zi said lightly, "Take it back and read it, don't spread it, I checked your body and there is no problem, so, tomorrow, I'll take you to kill."

……

"elder brother."

coming!

Lu Mingfei turned over and sat up like a salted fish, and he had to strike first if he didn't say anything.

He has already conceived the steps of his actions many times in his brain, roughly summed up as two steps, the first step is to rush to the computer desk after getting out of bed, and the second step is to kick the little boy off!

Just kicking off the stool, Lu Mingfei felt that he was quite merciful, that little boy was going to kick himself off the cliff!
And kicked so many times!
What happened when I came back for revenge!
So he followed the steps he expected, rushed out of the bed, rushed to the little boy before he could put on his shoes... But a series of actions that had been rehearsed many times with only two steps stopped when the second step was about to be executed Stopped because the boy's posture was not the same as before.

He squatted on the chair with his knees in his arms and looked out of the window, as if in a daze. What came in from the window was not the morning light but the sunset. In the last light, two lines of tears were flowing down the boy's cheeks.

Lu Mingfei tried his best to tell himself over and over in his heart that he must be pretending to be pitiful... But in the end, the tears that the boy shed seemed to pinch his heart with great sadness, which made him slow down involuntarily and came to the boy's house. side.

"Hey, don't think that you can cry casually just because you are a child. I don't understand if a man has tears. I have never cried before when I was so weak." Lu Mingfei comforted him a little clumsily. "Are you homesick, but you have to tell me your name and where you live so that I can send you back, otherwise people will think I'm a kidnapper when I take you on the road... ..."

"Brother." The boy said softly.

"what?"

"Can you answer me a question?" The boy turned his head and looked at Lu Mingfei, the golden pupils in his eyes were slightly dimmer than before.

"What?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"Do you have any children?" the boy asked softly.

So the two of them were silent for about several minutes.

In the past few minutes, Lu Mingfei has been thinking about a question, is it because his hearing is blurred?
"Do you have any children?" the boy asked again.

This time Lu Mingfei felt that he heard clearly, and it couldn't be clearer.

So Lu Mingfei thought that he should be crazy, or the boy was crazy, because Lu Mingfei seemed to feel that he could hear... a grievance? ? !
God's grievances!
"Hey, I don't have a girlfriend at the age of seventeen. I have been solo since I was born. How did you know that I have sons and daughters? Can you please tell me who their mother is first? Good to find her!" Lu Mingfei was speechless.

"...Yeah," the boy turned his head disappointed when he heard the words, "You are not him, how do you know?"

"Little brother, you really have to check his head!" Lu Mingfei solemnly planned to reach out and pat the boy on the shoulder, and then the familiar feeling of falling came over him in the next second.

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and didn't even scream.

He's getting used to it.

　This chapter is almost [-] words long!You will really be angry if you don't give a ticket!Sleeping machine (muscular man) stomps
　　
　
(End of this chapter)