I am the Dragon King in the Dragon Clan

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The closed gate of the Hall of Valor burst open with a deafening kick.

The slanted light from outside rushed into every corner of the Hall of Valor like a waterfall.The candlelight swayed from side to side in the swaying wind, and everyone's eyes instantly fell on the faint outline in the light.

The noisy hall became the sound of needles falling to the ground.

When everyone was getting used to the sudden sight, a scruffy figure in khaki denim, with a big red nose, a stubbled beard reeking of alcohol, and a mess of hair that almost overflowed from the cowboy hat stood in their sight among.

The moment they saw this figure, almost everyone present frowned slowly, subconsciously covering their noses with their hands, as if the strong smell of alcohol could be transmitted to their nasal cavity along the 3D phantom.

Among them, Frost even showed a disgusted expression. In his political view, the vice-principal is an academic school with the Angers faction. , Frost never gives any good looks.

However, under the unified expressions of the crowd, the only surprising but reasonable expression is Manstein's expression. As the son of the night watchman, although Manstein did not have too deep communication with him , but after all, there is still some understanding of the other party.
The night watchman in his impression was an old pervert who would just lie in the church bell tower, drink flower wine and think about how to peek at female classmates all day long.
But at this moment... Well, although he was still so sloppy that it made people frown, Manstein rarely saw eagerness and seriousness on the other side's face.

This was an unusual scene, and one that made him subconsciously tense.

He subconsciously looked at the EVA next to him, and found that EVA was also using a serious expression.

Just as Manstein was about to ask what happened,
A familiar smoky voice resounded in the hall, "Ange, something happened!"

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Manstein felt that this was the biggest joke he had heard during this time, what kind of joke, what could happen to Angers, he was able to single-handedly fight the Dragon King one-on-one not long ago.

Although after that injury, Angers' physical condition did have certain problems, but these were only minor problems. He had fully recovered in just a few months after that. people,
He also specially asked the principal to have a detailed examination in the infirmary of the college, and he was not relieved until he got the nod from the medical professor.The medical professors in their college have the world's top professors in the frontier field of medicine, even though their usual job is to conduct physical examinations for the students of the college and the commissioners of the executive department.

But they still couldn't conceal their own authority status in the field.

There will be no problems with Angers' body. At least during this period of time, Angers who travels every day will have no physical problems. In a physical examination about Angers' cell activity, the professor gave The physical examination sheet shows that Angers is in his 50s. Although he is over 130 years old this year, even if he is converted according to the normal ratio, Angers who is strong and strong can live to 30, he still has at least [-] years of life .

Angers, who has no secret injuries and no work pressure, has basically zero possibility of physical problems.

But...but!
In Manstein's mind, he recalled the expression he saw the night watchman. According to his father's unusually serious expression, it didn't seem fake at all.

This kind of situation seems to have formed a logical closed loop in Manstein's mind. The last thing to worry about is that things happen unexpectedly, which makes Manstein's thinking, which is already overwhelmed by a bunch of things, out of breath. are all stagnant.

Wait, could it be that these two old guys are colluding and doing something to directly hide it from the school board?
Just when his brain was about to go into shock, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind.This is like the last rope in the hands of a drowning person, desperately grasping and not letting go, and climbing upwards.

What are they going to do?
Sure enough, these old guys won't settle down so easily.

All of a sudden, complaints, doubts, puzzled curiosity and other emotions emerged from Manstein's mind, which made his rush to the infirmary even faster.It seems that after pushing the door, you can see the scene where Angers sat on the hospital bed with a hippie smile and said to himself that you are here, Professor Manstein.

However, when Manstein completely appeared at the door of the infirmary room,
All the emotions seemed to be violently shattered by the wind and sand, leaving only a dumbfounded face.

Manstein stared blankly at the ups and downs of the electrocardiogram on the instrument. Although their peaks were sharp, they were drifting downward at a speed like a roller coaster. Not good.

Doctors in white coats put the defibrillation equipment on Angers chest at a very fast speed. Those doctors who are usually calm and calm seemed to be more flustered than the professor at this time.
The plop, plop, plop, dripped onto the floor along with the sweat beads slowly falling from Manstein's cheeks.

The world seemed to slow down amidst the splashing water. Next to Manstein, the night watchman in sloppy denim also had a wide mouth and a terrified expression. One scene reacted.

The night watchman was staring at the trend graph on the electrocardiogram that turned into a straight line at an extremely fast speed, and he seemed to have not completely recovered from the previous scene.
Five minutes ago, it should be said five hours ago.

The night watchman still lay down on the sofa in his small attic as usual, looking at the sun that had not completely risen from the eastern sea level outside.

A small half bottle of brandy slipped from his palm onto the floor, and the liquid inside flowed slowly along the polished and smooth wooden floor, just like the quiet campus before dawn, the attic above the church was also immersed in In the morning sleep.

But the starting point of all these changes seems to have happened at that time, and the night watchman frantically and carefully recalled his own fragments of memories during that time,
It was about four o'clock in the morning, and in the past, that was probably the most sober period of time for him, because he rarely drank alcohol at that time.

Not because they don't drink, but because they are out of stock.

But that day was different. On the night before, Angers, who had a nervous twitch, had someone give him two extra bottles of good-quality brandy, saying it was a gift from a friend at a party. If you are not used to drinking high-quality wine, you just waste it on yourself.

Although it was unusual for Angers to take the initiative to give him something, the night watchman at the time did not show any surprises.
But at the time when he was drinking, he suddenly heard a familiar sound of footsteps in the church below,
The footsteps were so heavy that the sofa he was on was trembling with it, not to mention the liquid was flowing on the ground, they rose and fell like a pot of water being boiled.

"Old man, you don't go to bed in the morning, what are you doing here!" The night watchman's voice was irritated by being disturbed, his voice was very low but overwhelmed the vibrating footsteps on the ground.

The sound outside stopped, but the night watchman could clearly feel a person standing outside the door.

"What's the matter?" The night watchman's drowsy voice came from his nasal cavity.

"How much did you just surprise me?" Ange's voice sounded from the door. Just from the voice, the night watchman seemed to be able to see the wrinkled guy with a rogue smile in front of his eyes.

"Old rascal." The night watchman muttered and cursed, "I can't say a few words about you for disturbing my sleep?"

"Of course, I'm an old hooligan and you are a dead drunkard. None of us can despise each other." Ange's faint voice came from behind the door.

Such a relaxed tone made the corner of the night watchman's mouth gradually twitch into a playful yet wretched smile.

"It's just that you have lost your temper for too long, old man, so long that I have almost forgotten who you are." Angers voice became serious, but the night watchman at that time didn't seem to notice, the smell of alcohol was on his face Gathering around the line of sight, the sun shines through the window, as if the sun is rising from the east.

"It's been so long that I have forgotten who I am, so who am I?" The night watchman muttered like a raving.

"You are the night watchman." Angers emphasized.

"Yes, I am the night watchman."

"Do you still remember the contract between us?" Anger changed the subject.

"Contract, ah, you said that thing, remember it." The night watchman still doesn't recall what he said he remembered at that time. Anyway, what he can be sure of is that what he remembered at that time was definitely not a cold contract. , but a woman's warm embrace.

The outside of the room fell into a long silence, but surprisingly, the night watchman did not fall asleep during this process, but let out obscene laughter from time to time.

And Ange didn't seem to intend to leave, nor did he have the consciousness of trying to enter the room, but just stood there quietly, listening to the laughter coming from the room,
Until the time stopped at the moment when the dawn light was about to penetrate the black clouds, Angers gently put something on the ground,

"I brought you a bottle of wine and put it in the corner of the door for you. Remember to drink it when you wake up. Don't let it age for too long, or I won't be at ease, my friend." Angers said very long In a word,

But it was also when this voice seemed to puncture the dream of the night watchman, pulling him into reality, the voice of hehe disappeared,

With the sound of footsteps gradually going down the stairs, I slowly fell into a deep sleep,
Angers' footsteps finally stopped in front of the church gate. The dark blue asphalt road was shining with the light of the coming dawn under the street lamps. Behind him was a statue of the Virgin Mary with his arms around his chest.
The wind blew his hair from under the street lamp, and then revealed a pair of golden vertical pupils that were as cold as poisonous snakes. Violence and ferocity surged under his pupils like two crossed giant snakes.

"Old guy, if I don't fulfill the contract, there is a high probability that the academy will fall into your hands. I hope you don't let me down."

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The night watchman found the brandy at the door at noon the next day. It was a bottle of Louis XIII Black Pearl treasured by Angers, synonymous with the world's top cognac, known as the "king of spirits" "

There are only 358 bottles in the world, one of which is kept by Angers in his study. He used to bet on this bottle of wine with Angers many times, but Angers guarded him like a wolf. Refusing to use it as a bet, even if you don't even show him a glance, you are so petty as to die.

I don't know what happened today, but I took the initiative to send this thing to him?

The night watchman looked at the brandy placed in front of the door. The bottle was handcrafted by the famous crystal master Baccarat. The body of the bottle was filled with platinum, and the neck of the bottle was carved with 24K pure gold. It could not be considered luxurious, but expensive.

Is it filled with water?

The night watchman tilted his head to look at it, but he couldn't wait to grab it with one hand.

After that, he opened the bottle at the first time. In order to ensure the authenticity of this thing, he took a big mouthful into his mouth, and the familiar mellow fragrance bloomed in his taste buds, and then revealed a picture of A countenance of contentment.

But after this satisfaction, what flashed in the night watchman's eyes was vigilance.

No, is this guy's brain smashed by the door?How could you think of putting such a thing in your own hands.

At this time, he suddenly remembered whether the other party had come to tell him something in the early morning.

But his drowsy consciousness made him unable to remember what happened for a while, so he got up and walked towards Angers' office.

If I can't think of it, I'll ask if I can't, it's so close.

But what the night watchman never expected was that the moment he pushed open the door of Angers' office,

Angers with his hands bound was sitting quietly opposite him.

"You're here." Ange's voice seemed to be full of exhaustion, he squinted his eyes slightly, the night watchman couldn't see his face clearly in the dim environment.

But he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see the movements of Ange's hands clearly.

The night watchman stared at the hemp rope that bound Angers' hands and the chains that bound Angers' legs.

The night watchmen at that time were all laughing silly.

Why are you still playing tricks, role-playing?

The headmaster and the long-legged secretary's...

Pfft!
Before the night watchman's mind jumped completely, Ange in front of him slammed down on the desk.

The sound illuminated the vision of the night watchman like a bolt from the blue, and he froze in place, looking at the scene in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

The next second... Ah!

Screaming and piercing voices echoed over the headmaster's office. Among the scattered birds, the night watchman ran to the Hall of Valor where the meeting was taking place at a speed of [-] meters.

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