Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"Crack!"

Countless glass shards splashed in the air, reflecting the bright morning sunlight.

At the moment when Minamoto was distracted, Akira Sakurai jumped and smashed the window of the old-fashioned train, jumped out, grabbed the upper edge with one hand and flipped to the top of the car.

He looked around. The train stopped in the middle of the Xiajiang Bridge. At the end of the rails, a man carrying a heavy pistol with an extended barrel squatted on the rails and smoked. Standing next to him was a strange man who peed three feet in the wind. His body fluids fell into the deep valley and scratched. Create a beautiful arc.

The crow guarding the end of the railway track stared blankly at the "target" that had flipped to the top of the carriage.

The young master actually missed it?

He was just discussing with Yasha the local hot springs where men and women bathe together and the local rice wine specially brewed from the cold springs.

As for the target person in the carriage, please, if the young master goes into battle in person, how can he not capture him easily?

But it turns out that accidents always catch people off guard.

The muzzle of the heavy pistol was instantly aimed at Akira Sakurai's head. After a slight hesitation, the muzzle of the crow's gun was lowered and aimed at the target's right leg.

The family's order is to give priority to capturing Akira Sakurai alive. If conditions permit, he will assist the young master to capture Akira Sakurai alive. In this case, of course, it is not to blow his head, but to destroy his ability to move.

But Crow soon regretted his decision.

He was indeed a well-known sharpshooter in his family. Even though Sakurai Akira fell backwards into a rift valley hundreds of meters deep, his gun still hit Sakurai Akira's right leg.

The latter's right leg exploded with a ball of blood, and a big hole penetrated the front and back. With this kind of injury and this height, even Sakurai Akira, who had taken genetic medicine to reach A level, would not be able to survive the jump. .

But that man is laughing!

The man who leaned back and fell into the chasm, letting his body fall freely, was smiling and waving to them, just like the man who got on the train and prepared to go to a distant place when spring came, and came to see him through the car window. Cheng's friend waved goodbye.

Crow pursed his lips, his eyes were cold, he raised his gun, aimed at Akira Sakurai's head and shot without hesitation!

This shot hit his right shoulder, and the power of the heavy pistol almost shattered Akira Sakurai's entire right shoulder. This kind of injury should make anyone scream! But the guy still didn't say a word. Instead, he closed his eyes, opened his hands, and fell straight down!

A suicidal madman? !

But soon, Crow saw that most of the man's injuries had healed in mid-air. The wounds stopped bleeding immediately, and then he had the self-healing ability like flesh and white bones!

Damn it! What is this self-healing power? !

Is he a dragon? !

Crow's face changed drastically, and he wanted to raise his gun and shoot again, but it was already too late. Sakurai Akira blended into the huge waterfall in the rift valley, and his figure disappeared under the water.

"Damn it!" Crow cursed secretly, his face turned extremely ugly. Failure in the mission would not lead to him and Yasha being held accountable, but would affect the young master's reputation in the family!

Oga Fangyuan, who was covered in black, walked out of the shadows and changed out of her school uniform and white socks. Her temperament and appearance also changed accordingly. Ten minutes ago, she was an eighteen-year-old high school girl. Now she tied her hair into a long ponytail. Her age suddenly changed to more than 20 years old, and she was no longer a sweet and delicious prey, but a knife exuding a faint cold air.

Sakura stood next to Crow and said calmly: "Did you miss?"

The crow had a stinky face and said nothing.

He did miss this time. If the first shot was aimed at the opponent's head, he believed that the opponent would never be able to escape. His "mercy" caused any failure this time.

In the past, he was happy to make jokes with Sakura, but when the mission failed, he would not make excuses for himself, because men should not make excuses for their failures.

"Even if your first shot is aimed at his head, you may not be able to keep him." Sakura commented calmly.

Crow's face was sullen and his voice was firm as he said, "Men don't need comfort."

"It's not a comfort, it's a fact." Sakura said calmly, "When you aimed at him, he didn't try to make any gesture of resistance. It had nothing to do with the location you aimed at. He didn't even take your bullet in his eyes. "

"Hey! If you really want to comfort me, can't you find another way to comfort me?" Crow couldn't help but said angrily.

"I'm not trying to comfort you, I'm just stating the facts." Sakura said calmly, "This guy does have a lot of secrets hidden in him, and his self-healing speed may have reached the level of a dragon."

"...Is it genetic medicine?"

"I can't tell, maybe it's the spirit of speech." Sakura thought for a while and added, "Maybe the fact that he took the genetic medicine but was not swallowed by the dragon's blood is also related to this ability."

"This would be too eye-catching if it were a word spirit." Crow muttered enviously, "If Yaksha has this ability, our combination will be invincible in the future. I will fire the gun from behind, and Yaksha will act as a human shield in front. , Tsk tsk, Sakura can just cheer up from behind wearing a sailor suit and white stockings."

"Hey! Don't drag me into this!" Yasha zipped up his pants dissatisfied.

"Congratulations." Sakura said calmly, "You were autistic for ten seconds longer this time than last time."

"Oh no, it's all thanks to Sakura's guidance!" Crow wiped his nose and shrugged shamelessly.

Sakura stopped talking and sat on the railway track to collect her school uniforms and socks. She rolled them together with the handmade pottery urn and kitten hair accessories, and stuffed them into a plastic bag numbered "13".

As a ninja, Sakura has dozens of identities that she can use at any time. Simply changing her hair style and makeup can lower or raise her age by a dozen years. Naturally, there is no cat like Nian in the world. These are the things that Sakura has already known. Prepared script.

A person who suddenly wants to pretend to be another person will always have flaws, but a ninja will fantasize about another person living in his body for many years, constantly adding details to make her plump and moving. This is how "Ogata En" is formed.

No matter which angle she looked at, Sakura was confident that she had not exposed any flaws.

But……

This guy named Akira Sakurai seemed weird from the beginning.

His opening statement seems to say that he has been waiting for "Madoka" to appear from the beginning.

Did he predict in advance what identity he would appear in?

Is there a mole in the law enforcement team?

If this only made Sakura doubt whether there was a mole among the law enforcers, then the subsequent conversation made Sakura even more suspicious.

When she began to review the previous conversation, she suddenly discovered that Sakurai Akira had no reason to know about the cat called "Slim", which only existed in the female ninja's fictional fantasies!

Even if there is a mole in the law enforcement team, it is impossible for him to have this information!

But he knew it, and he offered to tell him the story about Xiao Nian!

This guy...what's going on?

"Did he escape?" Yuan Zhisheng walked out of the carriage, stood on the railway track, and looked at the 100-meter-deep rift valley.

"Master, are you okay?" Sakura asked.

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, held a cigarette in his mouth, and stared at the sky in the distance in a daze.

"Let's go back." After a long time, Yuan Zhisheng crushed the cigarette butt and said calmly.

"Young Master, won't you gather people to hunt him down?" Crow said in astonishment.

Yuan Zhisheng stopped, looked down at the rift valley that was a hundred meters deep, and said softly: "If he can survive at this height, in the wild environment, you will just die if you go up there."

"Why didn't the young master take action just now?" Sakura suddenly asked.

Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a moment and said, "Ying, have you been to Otaru? What is Otaru like?"

"I'm sorry, I haven't been there." Sakura replied calmly.

"I've been there, I've been there!" Crow raised his hand eagerly, "You can go straight along the railway track to get there. It's a very beautiful place. There is a Buddhist temple from the Kamakura period in the mountains. The rice wine and hot springs are good, and the skin is beautiful. It’s a shared hot spring that pretty girls often go to!”

"It does sound like a good place to travel and bury friends." Yuan Zhisheng pondered, "Have you ever experienced a break from school trip?"

"I dropped out of junior high school to devote myself to the great cause of revitalizing my family. There is no need to take a break and travel. Isn't it just to strengthen my relationship with the most beautiful girl in the class during the trip? If you are lucky, you can succeed during the trip." Crow Crow spread his hands proudly and said, "But I dropped out of school because I succeeded in being the class beauty."

"Sometimes I really don't know whether we are the villains or whether the prey is the villains." Yuan Zhisheng said lightly, "Then let's take a few days of off-duty travel-style vacation. Let's go to Otaru to see it. Sakura, do you like railways?"

"railway?"

"I like railways. If you walk along the railway, you will definitely find a city at the end, or some other place with people. It's not like a bird flying in the air without knowing what is waiting for you in front."

"Does the young master want to go to Otaru because of Akira Sakurai?"

"...Sakura, don't be so sharp all the time." Yuan Zhisheng said helplessly, "Okay, that guy really makes me care."

"What do you care about?"

"A lot, such as what he said." Yuan Zhisheng paused, "You feel it too, Sakura? This guy seems to have anticipated our appearance and has a panoramic view of every step we take."

"Maybe there is a traitor among us."

"Really?" Yuan Zhisheng turned around and glanced at Crow and Yasha.

Their hair stood on end, their hands raised high above their heads, and they cried: "Young Master, we have been wronged! We are absolutely loyal!"

"It seems that we can rule out the possibility of internal personnel causing chaos." Yuan Zhisheng withdrew his gaze and said calmly.

Sakura was silent for a while, then whispered: "Word Spirit Prophet."

Yuan Zhisheng's pupils shrank. He had heard of this word spirit. It is said that there is currently a student in this department who has this kind of word spirit. This kind of word spirit is considered to spy on destiny, but in fact it is difficult for the host of the word spirit to control this kind of word spirit. Spirit, in history, almost all those who mastered this type used [Prophet] passively.

"The discussion ends here for the time being." Yuan Zhisheng glanced at his watch, "Yaksha, Crow, please be quick with your hands and feet. The next train will arrive in three minutes."

"Understood!" Yasha and Crow turned over and jumped on the roof of the car.

Strong winds fell from the sky, and a huge engineering helicopter rose from behind the mountain, flew over and hovered above the railway bridge, and dropped a steel cable with a hook. After fixing the two hooks, the engineering helicopter lifted the carriage off the railway bridge, then released the hooks and let it fall into the valley. The burning carriage hit the mountain rocks and rolled with a loud noise, startling the birds that roosted in the forest.

While Crow and Yasha were cleaning up, Sakura stood in the shadow behind Minamoto.

"What are you thinking about, young master?"

"I don't know." Yuan Zhisheng sighed, feeling inexplicably tired, "Actually, I don't know what I'm thinking."

"Do you care so much about Sakurai Akira's last words?"

"...Did you hear it too?"

"Um."

"What I care about is not the words themselves, but the person who asked Sakurai Akira to bring the words to me." Yuan Zhisheng said softly, "I want to talk to him in person."

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Follow the water all the way down.

Akira Sakurai emerged from a pool of water, her body covered in fine and ferocious dragon scales, and her pupils were filled with majestic red gold.

A girl in a white dress sat on a stone by the pool, stirring the water with her bare feet and humming an unknown tune.

"Mako, you've been waiting for a long time." Sakurai Akira climbed into the pool, put the waterproof travel bag next to him, took a breath, and released the blood mark.

The dragon scales covering his body slowly disappeared under his skin, the red-gold color in his pupils slowly faded, and the burning dragon blood gradually calmed down.

The girl held her chin in her hands and said with a sweet smile: "I always feel that you are more masculine under the blood mark."

Sakurai Akira was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The blood source mark is a special ability given to him by the adults. In this state, he can no longer be called a human, but a beautiful and ferocious creature. Whether it is the knotted muscles or the protruding tendons, everything tells people about his body. What power is contained in it.

Under the blood source mark, his bloodline will be forcibly upgraded to a level close to that of a pure-blood dragon in a short period of time, and his self-healing ability will be even better.

The adults gave this state a name - [Baqi·Zan].

The reason why it is incomplete is because his bloodline is not enough to bear the complete [Yaqi].

He didn't know what price the adults would pay for giving him this ability, but he knew very well that among the six people, he was the only one who received the blood source mark.

This is a supreme honor, but also an extremely heavy pressure.

It is precisely because of this that Akira Sakurai is always the craziest one in the strange world behind the Demon-Slaying Gate.

He sharpened his martial arts and tempered himself in the desperate situation of life and death, just so that when the adults needed help, he would still be as unable to reach out as before.

"Speaking of which, Mingjun, your word spirit and blood source mark are really a perfect match. Could it be that it was because of your word spirit that Sir gave you [Yaqi]?" the girl suddenly asked.

Sakurai Akira rolled his eyes. This guy has always been worried about the fact that he is the only one who has been favored by adults. He always analyzes why he is favored by adults from various angles.

He was lying on the edge of the Tan in a large shape, with the sun shining on the water. He yawned and prepared to take a nap in this place.

Although the effect of the Blood Mark is terrifying, it consumes a lot of energy and energy.

"Mingjun, have you fought against Mr. Amaterasu?" the girl asked curiously.

"No, I broke the car window and ran away. I definitely wouldn't be able to beat him in a real fight, and the other person is not alone. If I get entangled, I won't be able to come back." Akira Sakurai yawned.

"With the blood source mark, you're not even sure you can beat Mr. Amaterasu?" The girl wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfied, "Are you too weak, or is that guy too strong?"

Sakurai Akira sighed: "I am Amaterasu. The nobility of the imperial blood is not something that we ghosts can resist. Even with the blessing of adults, my time to sharpen is too short. If I can fully master the blood source mark, Maybe I can fight. Of course..."

He paused and said with a smile: "My word spirit plus the blood source mark will make me more terrifying than Mr. Amaterasu on certain occasions."

The girl curled her lips in boredom, clapped her hands, stood up and urged: "Let's go, go back to sleep, the adults are already waiting for you."

Akira Sakurai stood up and said with stern eyes: "Sir, have you come to Japan?"

Mako smiled charmingly and said, "Unfortunately, it's not that adult, but another one, your dear Editor Ze."

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Note: An explanatory chapter on combat power will be issued later.