Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

"You need to make a deal, Ange."

Ange's pupils shrank slightly as he focused on the person who suddenly appeared in front of him. To be more precise, that person was not a human, not even a hybrid. Instead, he looked like a ferocious Deadpool.

But Ange did not do anything, because Deadpool could not use words, and the "Deadpool" in front of him used Time Zero to suddenly appear in front of him.

Moreover, his bloodline is higher than that Flamel guy, so he can open the Word Spirit without hindrance in the commandments.

"So, who are you representing to make the trade request to me, a half-blood? A dragon, or something else? As we all know, both parties in a transaction need something precious: sincerity."

Ange leaned his chair forward, then stretched his body back against the back of the chair, facing the visitor in a more comfortable sitting position.

He looked into the monster's eyes, the golden light in its dark golden pupils seemed to be about to leap out, and the time zero fields of both sides unfolded at the same moment.

The collision between the folding knife and the dragon scales made a sharp sound, and the sparks produced by the impact bloomed in the room within a second, like several flaming flowers.

This is a test by Angers, and also another form of display of trading rules. Only two parties with equal strength can stand on both sides of the trading table and conduct fair transactions.

The result of an imbalance between the strong and the weak will only be one-sided crushing.

Ange leaned back in the chair and took out a light pink handkerchief from the breast pocket above his clothes. This was a gift given to him by a beauty, but to be honest, Ange couldn't remember which beauty gave it to him.

He placed the handkerchief over his lips. A trace of red oozed out from the center of the pink silk, and a barely perceptible smell of blood spread out from it.

"It seems that I am a little behind. What a pity! As expected, as people age, their movements become slower. This is something that no one can avoid."

Angers said things like he was old, but his fiery golden pupils were just the opposite, as sharp as a Desert Eagle.

He folded the bloodstained handkerchief carefully and put it back into his breast pocket.

The monster looked at Ange calmly. His clothes had been cut with several wounds, revealing the dense dark red scales inside. There were deep scratches on these dark red scales, but none of them were penetrated.

"So how about your self-introduction just now? Was it sincere?"

The monster said this coldly, but his tone sounded like a challenge, and his beast-like eyes flashed with cruelty.

"Great, absolutely perfect. It seems you must be a qualified trading partner."

Ange praised sincerely, standing up from his chair, turning around and picking up a bottle of red wine and two highball glasses from the cupboard beside him.

"Since you have become my guest, how can you be called a gentleman if you don't fulfill the etiquette of hospitality?"

Ange's figure flashed in the room, and the next moment a goblet was placed in front of him and the person he thought was the guest, and the goblet contained blood-red wine.

"Then let's talk about the deal."

"The kings of the earth and the mountains have revived. We will provide news about them. This is the commodity we trade, and your commodity is to kill them."

"I believe that as a Dragon Avenger, you will not refuse."

The monster's eyes weren't focused on the wine on the table in front of him;

"The people behind you are really good at judging people. They proposed a deal that I couldn't refute. They know me so well that I even think they are people around me. Only those old guys know my hobbies so well."

Angers did not agree immediately, but uttered some tentative words seemingly unintentionally.

However, the monster in front of him did not show any change in expression, or perhaps he simply did not have the ability to show expression, which made Angers completely unable to tell.

But it doesn’t matter. Whether it’s them or not, even if it’s the Dragon King, he is just a temporary ally on the road to killing another Dragon King.

As long as he can kill the Dragon King, he can accept the condition of being someone else's pawn, even if there is another Dragon King behind him.

The monster didn't answer, but just sat there looking at him coldly, the fiery golden light in its eyes as motionless as a mountain.

"Since the guest doesn't want to answer, the host can't force him. It's polite for the host to follow the guest's wishes."

Ange gave up trying to find the person behind the monster. Anyway, people and dragons who wanted to seek benefits would jump out at that time. This is a common characteristic of hybrids and dragons.

He doesn't care what's behind the monster, whether it's a hybrid or a dragon king, as long as the ultimate goal is to kill the dragon king, it will become his ally.

The only thing that is eternal in the world is interests.

"I agree to this deal. Give me your information and I will do what I should do."

Ange drank the bright red liquid in the goblet in one gulp, and then stared at the monster in front of him with his golden eyes.

“This is the commodity we trade.”

The monster took out a stack of papers from his body and placed them on the table. It was obvious that this was something that had been prepared long ago.

"Keep the goods you are trading with you. If the transaction fails, you will suffer heavy losses. This is the advice given to you by a centenarian."

But the monster obviously didn't appreciate Ange's kindness. His cold words made the atmosphere in the room stagnant again.

"This deal will never fail, Ange, you are just that kind of person, and you are not as fast as me. If I don't want to give it to you, you can't take it away."

"It's really a statement that hurts one's self-esteem, but it's not mine that's hurt, it's your own."

Ange let go of the goblet in his hand and let it fall to the ground. The time zero zone was opened instantly, and absolute speed appeared in this room at this moment.

The folding knife shone with an unusual golden color, and drew many brilliant slashes in the air. This time, the monster could not keep up with Angé's speed. His clothes on his chest were completely torn, and several slashes were left on the dragon scales, but they were only limited to the scales.

The time zero area stopped, and Angers was still standing there. He clenched his hand lightly, and the falling goblet was easily caught in his hand, and then he placed it steadily on the table.

The monster on the opposite side fell to the ground in a mess. His body was covered with scratches from the folding knife, but none of the scratches showed blood.

It’s not that Angé couldn’t do it. The folding knife in his hand could even penetrate the Dragon King’s scales. It’s just that he didn’t want to do it because this was just a moderate warning he gave.

If you are not polite in front of a gentleman, you will be punished.

"I don't care who's behind you, a half-blood or a dragon, it doesn't matter. I can be your sword, this is my path to revenge, but remember to tell the people behind you to be careful."

"The knife pointed at the Dragon King's neck is a bit too sharp. It will hurt the person holding the knife."

"And you can go now."

The next moment, Ange's folding knife pierced into the ground one centimeter to the right of the monster's head. His golden eyes were like the red sun, staring at the fallen loser. The momentum of a speedster crushed the monster.

The monster said nothing, he just stood up silently, his pupils also flashing with amazing colors, even in this situation he could resist the power exuded by Angers.

"Transaction complete."

"Ange, you've become much stronger."

His figure slowly disappeared from the air, but at the last moment he was still looking at Angers, and the sights of the two were like two equally hot magma colliding with each other.

This look and these words made Angé stunned for a moment. It reminded him of a familiar person, but this familiar person should have died long ago.