Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 151 If You Don’t Listen, You Will Die
Kassel College, Illinois, USA.

Yuan Zhisheng had just said goodbye to Schneider in the academy. When he turned around, he saw the red-haired girl leaning against a tree with her arms folded, looking at him leisurely.

Gen Chisei nodded at her politely. He knew that this girl was Gen Chinuo's roommate. Because she looked too much like Eri, Gen Chinuo forcibly took her back to Japan for genetic testing.

The final test result showed that there was indeed a certain blood relationship between the three siblings, so this girl named Nuonuo was connected to the Eight Clans of Sheqi.

Uesugi Yue dared to let Minamoto Chisei pretend to be Minamoto Chinu, firstly because his former schoolmates had basically become executive department specialists flying around the world, and secondly because the girl in his dormitory promised to help cover up.

So Yuan Zhisheng was not surprised by the girl's appearance, he just wasn't very familiar with her, and even greeting her seemed a little awkward.

Nuonuo didn't care about that. She was chewing gum and blowing bubbles as she walked over. She pushed the wheelchair very calmly and said vaguely, "You don't look like Liuli at all. Will this really give you away?"

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned. He had heard so many things saying that he and Yuan Zhinu looked similar since he was a child. Almost everyone who had seen them would express such emotion.

Although after spending some time together you will discover huge differences in their personalities, and find out from the details that they are not alike, at least the similarities in appearance and outline are undeniable.

But this girl was the first one who said directly that they were not alike after just meeting each other a few times.

As if sensing Yuan Zhisheng's doubts, Nuonuo continued, "Appearance can only deceive ordinary people, but eyes and demeanor can't deceive people. I don't know about others, but if the principal comes back, you will definitely be exposed in a second."

Yuan Zhisheng thought about it after hearing this, and found that he was indeed unsure, so he asked in a low voice: "Then do you have any good suggestions?"

"It's cool." Nuonuo blew a big bubble, and the bubble burst after a moment. She shrugged and said, "You should be glad that the principal is not in school now."

"Keep a low profile, don't speak, and keep a cool expression. If you can hold on for a while, there shouldn't be any problems."

She paused here, lowered her voice and added: "The most important point is that you'd better look a little fierce and cold. Liuli is not as gentle as you."

Yuan Zhisheng's forehead was filled with black lines. Although he was tired of his previous days in the Japanese Executive Department, many people had died at his hands over the years. He didn't know how many desperate criminals had been poured into concrete piles and then thrown into the sea by him.

For a long time, when the Eight Snake Clans and the fierce ghosts were still hostile to each other, when he was still the young master, his reputation was not weak. In the eyes of those evil ghosts, he was almost a terrifying existence.

But this girl actually described me as... gentle?
As soon as these two words came out, Yuan Zhisheng felt a chill all over his body. He couldn't understand why these two words had anything to do with him.

But just as he was about to retort, a voice interrupted what he was about to say.

"Nono."

When the two of them heard the sound, they looked and saw a blond man wearing a flashy custom-made suit, leaning against a luxurious Bugatti Veyron, and the trunk of the top luxury car was full of bright roses.

All of these roses were airlifted from Damascus at great expense. Each one is in bud, and their bright colors make them seem like the aristocrats among flowers.

The world's largest rose producing area is Bulgaria, but whether in the eyes of aromatherapists or in the supply chain system, the "Damask Rose" from Damascus is the real treasure.

The superior quality of Damascus rose is determined by factors such as light, temperature, and humidity at the latitude.

As a top nobleman, Caesar always wants the best.

But Nuonuo curled her lips and said, "Besides sending flowers, can you do anything else?"

Caesar scratched his head, looking somewhat helpless: "I thought girls always like flowers, don't you like them?"

"It's meaningless." Nono said: "Flowers are already corpses the moment they are picked. No matter how beautiful they are, they are already dead."

Caesar sighed and said in a compromising manner: "Okay, okay, I can't argue with you. You are always right."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yuan Zhisheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair with an expressionless face, and was very surprised: "Oh! You are back to the academy? Are you injured?"

His expression was one of surprise, just like Schneider's expression when he saw his injured leg. Neither of them could understand how anyone could hurt her with such a strong bloodline?

Yuan Zhisheng nodded indifferently, as if he was too lazy to even look at Caesar.

But in fact, if you look closely, you will find that his muscles are quietly tensed, because he recognized this blond and blue-eyed young man. They have met before, under the water of the Three Gorges.

Fortunately, the man didn't seem to recognize him.

Caesar, who received no response, seemed to have long been accustomed to such an attitude. However, he felt that today's S-class seemed particularly different, a familiar yet a little strange feeling, but he couldn't tell why.

Although her expression was cold, Caesar did not feel much oppression, so he thought about it and said seriously: "Are you really not considering kicking Chu Zihang to join my student union?"

"If you come to my ballet girl troupe, the position of the troupe leader will belong to you. To be honest, you were perfect today."

This nobleman, who exuded arrogance from head to toe, gave her a thumbs-up and praised her, "Finally, you have become a little more feminine!"

A question mark slowly emerged on Yuan Zhisheng's forehead. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be angry that this showy guy actually invited Yuan Zhinu to join a girl group, or should he be angry that this guy said he was feminine.

What the hell, is he really not as masculine as his sister? Yuan Zhisheng suddenly began to doubt his life.

Fortunately, the red-haired girl came to his rescue. Nono rolled his eyes at Caesar: "Why, harassing me isn't enough, you want to harass my roommate too?"

"No, no, you misunderstood. I still only like you." Caesar's face was sincere: "Would you like to have dinner together tonight?" "Go away!" Nono stuck out her tongue and pushed her fake roommate away. Caesar shouted behind her that he would wait for her at the old place, but Nono did not look back.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Yuan Zhisheng asked after they walked away.

"Not yet." Nuo Nuo chewed gum expressionlessly: "Don't ask me about the future, I don't know either."

"So do you like him?"

"I don't know, but I don't hate him. Besides, it doesn't matter whether I like him or not." At this point, a trace of sadness flashed in the red-haired girl's eyes, and her voice was very light: "Who made me be chosen?"

Yuan Zhisheng didn't hear the last part of the murmur clearly, but showed a thoughtful expression and asked seriously: "Then if I beat him up, will you be angry?"

Nono: “?”

……

Genji was taken back to the hospital.

Sakurai Kogure had already left, and the ward was empty. Countless skilled doctors gathered around and bandaged the wound on Gen Chino's hand with extremely serious expressions.

The fine needle was sewing in her palm, but Genji didn't even look at it. She just said to Uesugi Yue: "Where is the person who came back with me?"

"You mean your classmate? He should be resting at Genji Heavy Industries now." Uesugi Yue scratched his head: "I sent someone to monitor him, and he doesn't seem to be abnormal."

"Please help me call him over." said Yuan Zhinv.

"Now?" Uesugi Yue was stunned, but soon nodded and turned to walk out of the ward: "Okay, I'll send someone to call now."

Yuan Zhinv nodded when she heard this. When Finkel was called over, half an hour had passed. However, because all the wounds on Yuan Zhinv's body had ruptured and needed to be cleaned and sutured, there was another delay.

According to her original intention, she wanted to deal with Finkel first and then deal with this minor injury.

But as soon as she expressed her thoughts, everyone felt as if they were facing a great enemy, especially Uesugi Yue, who looked like she would die at any time if her wound was not treated. In order to reassure the old man, Gen Chitose had to treat the wound first.

When everything was over, Finkel was dozing off at the door. When he heard that he could go in, he suddenly perked up, pushed open the ward door and started howling.

"Oh, junior sister, I'm so glad you're okay. It's worth my hard work to carry you out of the ice field. How is your senior treating you? Is he considerate enough?"

"That's very kind." Yuan Zhinv nodded and looked at the other people in the ward: "Let me talk to him alone."

So everyone obeyed the order and left, and the door was closed from the outside.

Finger immediately crossed his arms across his chest, looking nervous: "You two are alone, what do you want to do? Junior, let me tell you, although I think you are pretty, you are really not my type!"

Yuan Zhinu was too lazy to pay attention to this funny guy and said calmly: "Logically, I want to kill you to silence you. You know too much that you shouldn't know."

Finkel's eyes widened. "Is it so cruel? But I carried you out of the ice field! I traveled thousands of miles to accompany you to Greenland!"

Genji: "So I'm not going to kill you, but I want you to sign a blood oath with me, form an alliance, and swear never to betray me."

Finkel was stunned. This burly man who always curled up deliberately to make himself less conspicuous finally stopped acting funny and frowned slightly.

Yuan Zhinv did not urge him, but just looked at him quietly.

The ability to sign a blood oath was given to her by Norton. To activate this ability, one must have pure dragon bloodline. At this time, the Source Girl, who is already a second-generation race, meets the requirement.

However, this blood oath has a huge backlash. No matter how big the gap in strength between the two sides is, once it is signed, the backlash will be a threat to both friend and foe, so it needs to be used with caution.

On the way back to the hospital, Yuan Zhinv was thinking about how to deal with Finkel, and finally decided to tie him to a boat with a blood oath.

After all, this guy is very well hidden and seems to be a multi-faceted person. On the surface, he is just an unlearned loser, but in fact, he is Ange 2.0, also an Avenger, but not as extreme as Ange, and more cunning.

And now that he knew so much, enough to threaten her and the Eight Clans of Sheqi, she had to deal with it.

Either be an ally or an enemy, there is no third way.

After a long silence, the man finally spoke. He no longer curled up his burly figure and stretched out. He raised his eyes slightly and spoke in a low voice with a strong sense of oppression:

"What if I don't sign?"

Yuan Zhinu looked at the man in front of her who seemed to have become a different person. Without any fluctuation in her eyes, she said calmly: "Then you go and die."

"Is this a threat?"

“No, this is a notification.”

(End of this chapter)