Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator.

In fact, Fujiwara's mixed-race bloodline is not outstanding. Although it is not at the bottom, it is only in C-level. Although it is only one level behind Lao Li's B-level mixed-race bloodline, both in terms of organizational status and ability performance. There are quite a few differences.

The spirit of words and ghosts win!

This is Fujiwara's word spirit, which can theoretically increase his body's basic abilities to eight times and eliminate all pain in the body.

Nerves, muscles, joints, bones. All basic abilities are increased eightfold. The combined combined combat effectiveness is not just a simple eightfold increase, but more!

But unfortunately, due to his bloodline, Fujiwara was unable to exert the full power of the word spirit. In his past experience, when he was at his strongest, he only more than doubled his basic physical ability.

The amplified word spirit combined with years of training is enough to make him stand out among ordinary humans. He can even penetrate a steel plate several centimeters thick with his bare hands!

But once he encountered a stronger hybrid, Fujiwara felt powerless and weak.

It was like that when facing Lao Li. The evil reputation decades ago and the unknown spirit of speech made him have his head chopped off in front of him, and he didn't dare to say a word.

As for now?

Putting aside the mouse-faced one who is suspected of possessing the Word Spirit Snake, the snake-faced one wearing the purple mask just now has a bloodline much higher than mine, not to mention the unknown power of the Word Spirit she possesses.

There is also the guy who rescued the hostages without making a sound, and the possibility of the existence of the word spirit that puts people into coma.

A simple estimate of the opponent's overall strength will tell you that you are no longer in the upper hand.

Slowly stood up, took out the test tube from his arms, and stared at the flowing deep purple light. Fujiwara pressed his teeth together, biting away the fear in his heart.

Although I don't know why those people had to run away if they had such abilities.

But with things given by adults,

"I will never lose!"

Da da da!

Suddenly, gunshots and screams rang out from the floor below, and Fujiwara's face suddenly froze.

He was wondering how there could be gunshots on the fourth floor, when he heard an impatient call coming from the intercom at his waist,

"Boss! Boss Fujiwara! Come on! We can't handle these monsters! Ahhh!"

"Who asked you to come up?" Fujiwara murmured subconsciously, and then yelled repeatedly into the intercom, "Who asked you to come up?"

But there was no reply.

"A bunch of pig teammates! They fail more than they succeed!" Fujiwara cursed angrily for unknown reasons. The situation was already serious enough, but who would have thought that these bastards would cause more trouble for him?

Fujiwara suddenly threw the spike aside and ran away.

Ding~~! It’s the crisp vibrato of metal!

Ding--! It’s a metallic clang!

In front of several Rolock gunners, Snake suddenly jumped into the air, avoiding all the bullets was trivial. He also pulled out countless long nails from the inside of his wide-open coat, and nailed them to the enemy's wrists one by one, and came out through his body. screamed.

Ding ding ding! The footsteps fade away in the twinkling lights!

The sound of footsteps came in the solemn darkness! A bang! ! !

Dragon holds the blade and engages Fujiwara's pitch-black handgun. A sudden spark in the darkness flickered between the two people's brilliant golden eyes. Fujiwara roared with all his strength, but saw the person in front of him retreat violently. The next moment, there were footsteps that were not willing to fight, and he disappeared into a certain place. room.

Tap tap tap tap!

tread--!

With his feet off the ground, there was nowhere to rely on. Amidst the hail of bullets and acrid smoke, the purple blade vibrated with the sound of running water and twisted sword light.

"Breath of Water·Six Forms·Twisted Vortex!" Long jumped to the fourth floor again and groaned. He used this sword move that can move in the air to break the situation. Under the flickering lights, he slashed out clusters of blood red. .

The sweetness spreads!

The sword was stained with blood, and the rat met Fujiwara again, using a sharp dagger, and the angle of the stabbing was particularly tricky.

Rat, snake, dragon.

Cunning and insidious, flexible and cold, direct and majestic, he alternately walks between the gunfire and bullets on the fourth floor and Fujiwara on the fifth floor.

"Three people" turned the situation into a puddle of muddy water!

No matter how Fujiwara mobilized his troops through the walkie-talkie, it was of no avail.

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!"

Hearing the words stopped on the intercom and the screams of his men downstairs, Fujiwara, who was in ragged clothes and with several bloodstains on his body, roared and jumped, and smashed the intercom with a "crackling" sound.

He's such a loser if he still doesn't understand the situation now!

The group of people opposite, relying on their large number of people, actually resorted to the method of one person restraining him, a mixed race, while the others massacred all his younger brothers!

How despicable! How despicable!

Do they actually want to bully the minority in the end? ? ?

Fujiwara gritted his teeth and misinterpreted everything, but when he thought about having to face those three people at the same time, he couldn't help but feel more nervous.

It's a bit difficult to deal with one, but if you face three at the same time.

There was silence for a long time, and Fujiwara stopped rushing downstairs where there was no sound.

He has completely given up the idea of ​​gathering all the remaining combat power to fight against those three people.

However, Fujiwara had no intention of escaping. Instead, he suddenly took out the dark purple potion in his arms and stabbed it into his neck.

He chose to use what the adults gave him, a mysterious medicine that could increase the level of his bloodline!

There was a stabbing sound!

Liquid like living fluid rushed into Fujiwara's body, scorching his heart, his blood, and all the cells in his body.

Thorn! Thorn!

Tiny gray-white scales sprouted from the corners of the body, and the dragon blood in Fujiwara became more violent and rampant!

"Hahahahaha, hahahahaha!"

boom!

The arm penetrated the wall, and when it was raised, it shattered into a large hole.

The lightning flashed and scattered the smoke and dust at the entrance of the cave, revealing the red and black steel bars that were easily broken.

The spirit of words and ghosts win!

Increased strength, four times!

Feeling the vigorous physical power and the heat waves in his mind, Fujiwara suddenly raised his head and roared,

"No matter how many come! Everyone will die!"

The golden eyes exploded with lava-like heat, and the power of the dragon was awakening!

"No matter how many come! Everyone will die!"

tread!tread!tread!

Lu Mingfei, who successfully eliminated all the soldiers, wore a dragon mask and slowly stepped out of the darkness.

Looking up, he saw Fujiwara roaring and the test tube clattering to the ground.

The remaining purple liquid spread, making Lu Mingfei frown.

"what's the situation."

I haven’t seen him for a long time. The guy named Fujiwara in front of me looks like this. Did he take any medicine?

Obviously you haven't even used a few of those speech spirits yet?

But Lu Mingfei soon had no time to think about what was going on.

There was a roar and explosion, and even the ground was trampled to pieces.

Fujiwara turned into a black shadow and shot out at an incredible speed.