A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 7 2. Repeated Deaths
Menek poked the "meat mud" on the ground again, and turned to look at Lu Shanyan beside him. Most people wouldn't easily see that he was an oriental. After all, his outfit at the moment was very fashionable in this era. Most Orientals are not so open.

Lu Shanyan can be said to be an important member of the Westernization School. In the 16th year of Guangxu, he was selected to be sent to the Tongwen Museum of the Beijing Normal University. He is now a fifth-rank military attache in the Qing Dynasty.But he is well-versed in European language and technology. For example, the two metal flashes he is holding in his hands now are ruthless products that still reflect luster like swords in the dark night. The two silver large-caliber Revolver!
These are two specially modified guns. Lu Shanyan can use them to fire 40 consecutive rounds of bullets in a very short period of time, and his guns have never been missed.

Lu Shanyan is not one of those people who suck opium and have no power. Like Menek, he is a battle-hardened dragon slayer.They have a gun with them at all times, which helps them solve a lot of problems.Just like now.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two shots were fired.Lu Shanyan shot the "meat" on the ground twice.None of them knew what it was, but it was obvious to the naked eye that the guy was squirming, as if trying to regroup.This made him feel very uncomfortable. I am afraid that it is at least a first-generation or a second-generation species who can do this?
"It's really interesting, maybe we will get two specimens this time, isn't there more research data?" Menek frowned slightly.

"I think we'd better burn him. It's better not to keep a single cell."

After two shots, he saw that the "meat mud" on the ground was still squirming, and Lu Shanyan was sweating finely on his forehead. If it was really an unknown dragon king, it would be a disaster when he recovered.

"Fuck! Fuck! It hurts! Md, who's making up the knife? Md is still here? Fuck? Say something, don't shoot! It hurts!"

Xuan Hao roared in his heart. Since just now, he has been tortured. One of the two crazy people in front of him is messing with him with a knife, and the other lunatic actually has a gun!The key is!Can you two speak Chinese?I'm not very good at English...

He wanted to talk very much, but his body didn't allow it. It seemed that these two guys were going to do something even more extreme to him. He was scared and panicked. At the same time, he cursed him in his heart and threw him here. Knowing where it was, the whole family of the goddamn god greeted him over and over again, even though he didn’t know if he had any family members.

Menek looked at the things on the ground, thought for a moment, then waved his hand, and a blond young man with pince-nez and bi-leather glasses walked silently. He looked only about 20 years old, with a handsome face. It also looks a little childish.But both Menec and Lu Shanyan knew that this young man named Angers had a Ph.D. from Cambridge, both in theology and literature. More importantly, the jackknife in his hand was not for cutting fruit.

Angers took out a pocket knife from his pocket, pushed aside the blade, and cut open the kerosene barrel he was holding in the other hand, neatly and neatly. The iron barrel was as fragile as paper in front of him.He looked at the figure on the ground with some hesitation.

In the end, he handed the oil barrel to Lu Shanyan who was standing in front.

"Sometimes you can't hesitate, Angers, or you will pay a heavy price."

Lu Shanyan looked into Angers' eyes, sighed deeply, and poured kerosene onto the "meat" on the ground.Then he took out a matchbox from his pocket, struck a match, and threw it.

"Ah!!!!!!!!! It hurts to death, fuck, can you give me a treat!" Xuan Hao roared in his heart, every cell in him was burning, he didn't understand, what was the pain? What conveyed to his spirit, it is reasonable to say that it was burned like this, and the nerves should have been burned out, right?brain?Is that stuff premature? "Damn God, this curse is unscientific!"

The three of them retreated not far away and looked at the flames burning on the ground, all frowning tightly.

"Shit! What the heck is this? How come the more it burns, the faster it recovers! The first generation doesn't have this kind of vitality, right?" Menek exclaimed.

"***..."

A corpse crawled out from the fire. He struggled to grab the ground, his body was covered with flames, his whole body was burned beyond recognition, his whole body was charred black, and even his eyes were empty, like an undead crawling out of hell.

In the drizzle, the flames slowly faded away, and the "corpse" was charred black, and only incombustible substances remained. The kerosene seemed to have burned out, but he was still moving.Compared with the previous "meat puree", it is more complete now.

The three of Menek were stunned. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that a puddle of flesh could be reshaped in the fire.

"Would you believe me when I said he wasn't the Dragon King?" Menek clenched the long knife in his hand, his calf muscles tightened, ready to rush up at any time.

"Will the Dragon King cry so miserably?" Lu Shanyan had already put on a new magazine, "Angers, the ship contacting the transaction should not dock yet, and inform everyone to evacuate from the port, this is about to become a battlefield!"

"Yes!" Angers didn't stop, turned around and started running, of course not running away, he must arrange everything as soon as possible, and then come back to support!

"boom!"

Another shot rang out, the battle had begun, and Angers' pace was even faster.

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"I said... I can't die... It's very painful... Can I have a good time? To be honest, I really want to die... Can we say something if we have something to say?" Xuan Hao faced the three people in front of him with difficulty. Say.His abyss was hoarse, and it sounded like it came from hell to others.

He didn't know if the other party could understand it, but it was so painful that he couldn't care about it so much.

"Chinese?" Menek was a little puzzled. His Chinese was not very good. He turned his head to look at Lu Shanyan. Only Lu Shanyan was Chinese and he could understand.

"Yes..." Lu Shanyan was also stunned, "Does this sound like begging for mercy?"

"What did he say?" Menek asked.

"He said he can't die, it hurts, he wants to die, give it a good time, and let us have something to say." Lu Shanyan pulled the trigger again with a blank expression.

"boom!"

"what!!!!"

Xuan Hao's just grown body was punched out again.

"It doesn't seem like this guy is very threatening?" Menek walked to Xuan Hao and poked Xuan Hao's body with a long knife.

"Still be careful, what if it's fake? If you want to lie to us and wait for him to recover, this kind of vitality has nothing but the Dragon King." Lu Shanyan's expression was serious.

"Then we're here? Make a cut every once in a while?" Menek teased, raising the long knife in his hand.

"Dragon King?...I...I'm not the Dragon King...I'm just...an ordinary person..."

Xuan Hao understood what Lu Shanyan said, and was surprised for a while, Dragon King?He seems to have thought of something, but he can't be sure, because he can't see anything now, and can only vaguely hear the conversation between the two people. Although he has good grades, he has dropped out of school after all, and he has almost forgotten English.

"He said, he is not the Dragon King, but an ordinary person." Lu Shanyan heard Xuan Hao's voice and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)