MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons-Chapter 40 New York Dragon Shadow
"That explosion, how beautiful and magnificent!"
Manstein's blood pressure rose again as he looked at the Arab man wearing a gas mask and constantly chanting "Blast Hymn".
Yesterday was calm. Caesar was dealing with the final exam. There were no large-scale student activities, no major violations of discipline, and no alchemy items were stolen. Click, soon, Norma reminded: A suspected cloud bomb strike was detected near the school.
Where there is trouble, there is Manstein. From the huge transaction in the global crude oil futures market, to the second-year secondary school student who was called to the police in Vice City cos Kamen Rider, he had to polish his bald head and devote himself to the fight.
Seeing the explosion site, the German almost suffered a myocardial infarction: Albert Alchemy Workshop Proving Ground. The turtle son Luo Yin ruined my future and was one step away from being a tenured professor.
Look at what this guy said, "ordinary alchemy bomb test", "nothing special except that the temperature is a little higher." Combined with the keel that Luo Yin recently applied for, even Guderian can guess that something is wrong with you!
It's not surprising that the minions of the school board are held accountable for this incident. What is surprising is that the lunatics of the equipment department actually support Luo Yin! These lunatics murmured about "son of explosion", "god of explosion", "art of darkness and destruction", but kept silent about the information they knew, only saying that Luo Yin had developed a very good alchemy bomb. Still in experiment.
Even the cave astronaut Abdullah appeared in person to force Paul to hide. Only the equipment department could vaguely guess that it was not the bomb but the young man with facial paralysis that created the terrifying explosion and purgatory scene.
In the hearts of the lunatics in the equipment department, Chu Zihang has become synonymous with explosion, the ultimate explosion art. Legend has it that making a statue of Chu Zihang three times a day will get the blessing of the God of Explosion.
To protect Luo Yin means to protect Chu Zihang.
Such support does not come without a price. Luo Yin promised to lend the "Child of Explosion" to the equipment department for a period of time, as many times as he wanted.
Killer embryo has always been a person who will repay his kindness, and he resolutely sacrificed his life to accompany the mad critics. This man sitting in the basement was like a prophet in the primitive tribe, he politely refused the hamburger, fried chicken and coke offered by the primitive people.
In fact, Chu Zihang didn't quite understand the thinking of this group of people, but they got along very well. Just throw a few fireballs and they'll swirl around you, release a pillar of fire and they'll cheer, and demonstrate Leo's kick and they'll sing and dance.
And when the black sun rose again in Walter Alheim, Chu Zihang became the **** of the equipment department.
When Luo Yin came to the equipment department a week later, he thought he had strayed into some strange religious gang. Bomb madmen lined up in neat ranks, igniting small dragon breaths to send off their **** of explosions.
On the other hand, the development of "Samaritan" made Luo Yin a little upset. After coming into contact with the power of the Henkel family, the Samaritans grew rapidly, their strength soared, but their purity declined severely.
He even recruited a few half-breeds with decent bloodlines, but Luo Yin could only regard them as the two or five boys sent by Henkel.
Apart from the troubles with the hybrids, there are also countless troubles with ordinary gangsters. Russians, Mexicans, African-Americans, African-Americans, Latinos, Japanese... The daily management affairs are extremely complicated. If it weren't for the physical advantage of the mixed race, Luo Yin estimated that he would have died young.
The only good news is that at the end of July, Luo Yin got a group of Deadpool, which were shipped from Japan at a high cost. Is there a lot of Deadpool in Japan?
The new batch of seven Deadpool puppets, in order not to be so unlucky, were named by Luo Yin as Jinjiu No. 2 to Jinjiu No. 8. He wants to build a distillery where only gin exists.
In the 3A workshop, Olivia has always been a good employee, with excellent research and learning abilities, but she is a bit stupid in terms of management. Such a large gap in goods and accounts, she was stunned for more than half a year without discovering...
In a corner where sunlight cannot reach, a nameless soldier is accumulating his power, like a mad dragon dormant under the ice sea.
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In X City, Lu Mingfei has been living in an Internet cafe for three days. His uncle, aunt and cousin went on a trip and went to the big temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. He happened to stay behind and was drunk.
The second year of high school is about to start, but who is he? He is the world's No. 1 bad boy, the king of rottenness, an automatic spit machine, and an Internet cafe's soul binding.
With StarCraft alone, he can play until the end of the world. To say what he regrets in his heart, one is the loneliness of Interstellar Invincible, and the other is that he has not yet held Chen Wenwen's hand.
The bored Lu Mingfei even wanted to try playing StarCraft to create a new Internet cafe legend. He randomly played a trumpet, the big bear 007, and quickly matched an opponent "HanLi". Chinese or Korean?
For the first one, let's poke it with two fingers, it's most likely a trash fish game.
Three minutes later...
It's not a trash fish at all, it's an invertebrate, and it's better than you to roll your face on the keyboard. It is also unusual to have a handicap on this.
Lu Mingfei ended the game in a throbbing pain, with no sense of accomplishment.
Unexpectedly, the rookie immediately sent a request to fight again. Really addicted to food.
Anyway, he was very bored, so it doesn't matter if he guides newcomers. This kind of matchup turned StarCraft into a ranch story. Lu Mingfei realized that what he needed was not the Nutrition Express, but a glass of wolfberry water.
This HanLi is also the only one among countless rookie chickens. He has been defeated and fought repeatedly, and he is not scolded by blood abuse. He will greet him politely at the beginning and end of each round, which makes Lu Mingfei a little embarrassed to laugh at him.
After kneeling for twenty consecutive rounds, HanLi and him agreed to fight again tomorrow, and thanked Big Bear again and again for his guidance. After saying one thing, Lu Mingfei felt a little bit of joy in his heart. Watching this kind of diligent and inquisitive newcomer grow up step by step despite setbacks, it is quite refreshing to see the famous ignorant young people instructing the ignorant youth.
"Boss, continue for 6 hours, a bottle of nutrition express!"
In New York's Chinatown, Lee Kee Antique Store, Han Li reluctantly turned off his computer. Big Bear is really a good man, he is willing to accompany him for so long even though he played so poorly.
The owner of Li Ji Antique Store is Li Lei, and his wife is Han Meimei. A very Chinese name. In fact, Li Lei is a mixture of Henan and the Netherlands, and Han Meimei is French. The two separated more than ten years ago.
Li Lei opened this antique shop in Chinatown when he was in his forties. According to him, the ancestors of the Li family were authentic school captains Mojin before the eighteenth generation, and Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie were also related to their family. In fact, 99% of his store is a ridiculously fake souvenir, mainly bronze ware and Han and Tang swords. But relying on a very talkative mouth to blow the fakes into hype, there is still a lot of surplus after paying the protection fee over the years.
Six years ago, Li Lei was walking on Manhattan Beach, with a deep expression in his suit and leather shoes, thinking about fishing for Kaizi to have a second spring.
On the dark and blind beach, a man suddenly rushed up, pale and thin. The sea breeze in the distance was suddenly bitter, the waves were turbulent, and there was a loud dragon-like sound, which made the tourists tremble in their hearts.
When people are old, their minds are sometimes not clear. Seeing the face of the young yellow race, Li Lei was dying, and he rescued him back to the antique store on a whim. This young man is Han Li.
The teenager has no ID card, no memory, weak body, and disability on his feet. Li Lei can't wait to slap himself twice, this must be a stowaways who have been trapped by snakeheads, and somehow rushed to Manhattan Beach. But if he wanted to send the teenager to the Immigration Bureau, he couldn't do anything.
He named the boy Han Li after his ex-wife. He gave him a cheap fake certificate and asked him to help in the store. Take him to the hospital for examination, but the doctor said that his amnesia, disability, and autism have no solution. This can be regarded as picking up a large tow oil bottle.
Han Li dragged him down for four years until the "miracle" happened.
In his early years, Li Lei learned a little way of making old antiques, but his method was too crude, and he could only deceive people under the age of ten and over the age of 80. One day he had a whim, why not let Han Li try it.
Unexpectedly, this young man's hand seemed to have magic power, and he simply made some traces and painted something without seeing any operations, and the charm of the fake product was completely changed. The mass-produced goods in the factory, Han Li took care of them a little, and they look like objects from thousands of years ago, with a simple atmosphere.
This is not old-fashioned, it is simply that the resurrection of Qin Shihuang personally consecrated the antiques.
With this unique skill, Lee Kee Antique Store quickly got rich by selling fakes that were "more like antiques than antiques".
But over the years, Li Lei didn't talk about it~www.novelbuddy.com~, but he was always very worried about the situation that Han Li hardly communicated with other people. After thinking about it, I bought him a computer, downloaded social software and a few games. Maybe Han Li can communicate with people on the Internet.
After the happy 20 consecutive kneels, Han Li closed the store door, got on the bus, and looked out the bustling bustling window.
What kind of person is Big Bear? Probably a strong and gentle person.
At dusk, Han Li was walking alone on the Brooklyn Bridge, staggering.
He likes quietness and the taste of metal. The howling of the sea breeze on the bridge made him feel as if he had a friend by his side.
He knows that he is not autistic, but it is difficult for him to meet friends with whom he can communicate. This feeling...probably called loneliness. Big Bear, maybe become his first friend?
Han Li often wonders how he came to be in Manhattan Beach, what kind of person he was in the past, whether he has parents or siblings, how did he get his skills in handling antiques... the problem is too Too many and too few answers.
Lying on the railing, the sea breeze blew the corner of the white shirt. He may have really forgotten something very important.
In the deep water under the bridge, a huge shadow more than 20 meters long moved slowly with the boy's footsteps, and there were no fish swimming in the water of several hundred meters. The blue-black scales quietly cut through the running water, without causing any waves, and the majestic iron face wrapped in layers of scales looked like an old warrior.
Some of his kin would call him a noble descendant, but in his heart, he has been a loyal and humble servant for thousands of years.
The dragon servant named Samson, he has a majestic dragon body comparable to a monarch, and quietly guards the sleeping twins on the throne until the great soul wakes up again, raises the battle flag, and leads the abandoned family back to their hometown.
