Dragon Clan: Dragon Slayer Wizard, professional dragon slayer

Chapter 149 Gattuso’s life money

The special team equipped with modern sophisticated technology, less than a minute after they appeared on the scene, was like wheat being harvested one by one with a scythe. There was a scar as big as a bowl on the neck, the cross-section was smooth and round, and the whole body was like being drawn by the god of death. His soul was gone and he fell down quietly.

"thump!"

A series of dull sounds of flesh and ground, accompanied by headless corpses falling one after another, resounded on this empty rooftop.

This absolutely bloody and exciting scene was reflected in the eyes of the school directors sitting on both sides of the long table. Every scene of the devastation on the bodies of the elite mixed-race team confirmed the terror of the young man opposite.

He just gently drew a line segment backwards with his finger, and the thirty-two elite hybrids were like crisp dolls, instantly ushering in the destination where their heads and bodies were separated.

There is no collision of swords, guns and tempered wills, there is only a "painter"'s unilateral artistic obliteration.

It's as easy as waving hello.

At this time, every school director sitting in his seat was quietly looking at this picture full of violence and beauty. His whole body was as stiff as an iron block, sitting on the seat as if it was attracted by a magnet.

The joints at their necks were like rusty chains. They were forced to focus on the bloody scene in front of them. No one could make a sound. They could only stare blankly at the boy in front of him, and behind him lying in a mess. The headless corpse that went down had a light of surprise and thought in its eyes.

The next second, his palm, burning with red gold dragon flames, struck the wind flow barrier below without any hesitation!
"Click——"

"It's your turn next, Mr. Frost, school director. Don't worry, I don't have the habit of killing people. It's just a little bit of pain and it'll be over if you tolerate it."

Just when this divine fire-like energy fell on his body, suddenly, a golden figure suddenly appeared directly in front of Frost.

"Should I say it or not, he is such a loyal and good dog." Long Kui couldn't help but admire the blond man in front of him.

The old man of the Gattuso family looked at the young man who was approaching. Under the huge mental pressure, his golden pupils that gradually dimmed vaguely saw the green, black and red dragon intertwined behind him. His pupils shrank suddenly, and his figure involuntarily stepped back.

Along with it came the ancient mantra-like chanting.

The other party...killing the hybrid is as easy as killing a chicken.

This word spirit, which is usually considered defensive, used unprecedented aggression in the hands of the man named Patsy who stood in front of Frost, and its domain continued to spread towards Long Kui in the sky. , just like wanting to simply crush the opponent into pieces with a huge air flow!
Long Kui looked at the man with blond hair and strange eyes who suddenly stood in front of him. A trace of surprise flashed across his red gold eyes like molten flames.

The next second, a huge semicircular force field was formed instantly, and high-speed energy flowed on the surface of the force field.

They couldn't help but look up at the young man in front of them, holding back the uncomfortable smell of blood, and a hint of horror flashed in their eyes.

With just a slight blow, a crack appeared in the airflow shield that was supposed to be able to withstand the explosion of a considerable amount of gunpowder.

Although the direction of the praise is not so satisfactory.

As soon as this plain voice fell, Long Kui kicked his legs forward hard. The next second, a wisp of red-gold dragon flames accompanied by extreme heat appeared in front of Frost's eyes.

Really bloody.

The flow of air emitted commands of repulsion from all directions in the area covered by it, spreading continuously towards the surroundings, forming a transparent barrier!
A place where words and spirits are dustless.

And, there was no hesitation!

Long Kui patted the dust on his hands, looked at Frost who was almost half lying on the black conference table, and walked over as if nothing had happened.

"When you are high up and giving orders in the next life, remember to use your brain."

Then he saw the syringe that had not been removed from the other person's neck. After seeing that there was still some blood-like liquid remaining inside, a flash of realization flashed across his face.

This is the first time since the school board was established that blood was spattered on the spot during a reporting meeting.

"Using alchemical medicine to forcibly lift my tattered body to the highest level..." Long Kui looked at the billowing airflow that continued to spread towards him, his eyes were still unmoved, and the whole delicate face still showed the That expression of bottomless calm.

"Tear!"

Before Percy's suddenly shrunk pupils could recover, Long Kui turned his palm into a claw, and the surging flames suddenly turned into a dragon claw as red as glass, and he suddenly tore at the wind shield below!
wow-

The indestructible dust-free land was torn apart from the middle of the entire hemisphere in an instant. A large amount of air poured in like sea water, unable to stop following the broken mouth and moving towards the wind that was still half a range away. The hood surged in, forming a fierce hurricane!

Patsy's body was caught off guard by the hurricane, and his entire abdomen was dented. His whole body was smashed into a U-shape, and he flew backwards without any resistance!
bang——

There was a crisp loud noise, and Patsy's already mangled body hit the steel railings surrounding the cliff on both sides.

The railing was instantly dented by the impact, and the entire outward protruding angle even approached infinitely close to 90 degrees due to this huge impact!

Percy clenched his teeth in pain, and the acid water in his mouth along with the bright red blood sprayed out from between his teeth involuntarily. His golden and blue pupils all turned upward and turned white. He lost consciousness in an instant and was embedded in the railing. Passed out.

Long Kui didn't even look at the miserable condition of Patsy's body, his eyes locked directly on Frost who was almost lying on the table. He turned one hand into a claw and instantly clasped the opponent's fragile throat!

Feeling the almost dragon king-like physical pressure brought by the opponent, Frost was like a machine covered with rust. His entire body seemed to be soaked in a turbid liquid like gel. Let alone move, he could not even move. Breathing became difficult.

But even though his bones and flesh couldn't stop trembling under this terrifying pressure, Frost still straightened his chest with all his strength and stared directly at Long Kui's red gold pupils above him, which were like molten flames.

The second before death, the old face still showed that stubborn and crazy look that would never back down! The blazing golden eyes burned fiercely on Frost's face. At this time, this old man who was over fifty years old burst out with unprecedented strength in the face of the huge pressure of death.

He climbed up from the table with difficulty, straightened his head and waist, and his wrinkled old face looked up unyieldingly at the "Hook Claw" that was getting closer and closer to him, revealing his arrogant and calm determination to die!
Before this old man's life was about to wither at the last moment, Long Kui couldn't help but take a high look.

Frost is the first person in this world who has the strength to stand up despite his pressure and murderous intent.

But the other party's behavior did not mean that he would be soft-hearted. Long Kui still looked expressionless and pressed down on the Adam's apple of the other party's neck.

At the moment when both the murderer and the slain were waiting to hear the sound of broken flesh and bones, suddenly, a powerful arm appeared out of thin air. Long Kui's fingers were only a millimeter away from Frost's throat. At that moment, I grabbed his wrist instantly.

The huge force stopped Long Kui's attack. The former frowned slightly. Just when he was about to stretch out his other hand to cut off the arm, the face that came into his eyes when he turned around made him give up immediately. attack.

I saw that the old man sitting at the end of the long table smoking a cigar had disappeared. He was now standing in front of Frost, with one hand firmly grasping Long Kui's wrist that was constantly exuding murderous intent. His expression is as calm as the breeze.

"Okay, it would be a bit impolite to continue killing."

Listening to Angers words, Long Kui glanced at Frost in front of him, then looked back at Angers, snorted softly, and then the murderous intention in his body slowly dissipated.

Then his palm, which was only a millimeter away from the opponent's throat, slowly lowered his hand.

"You can kill the hawks and dogs of the Gattuso family at will, but School Director Frost can't move for the time being." Angers let go of the boy's wrist in front of him and said with a smile and calm comfort.

"But he wants my life." Long Kui stood there, raised his eyes slightly, and responded calmly:

"Principal, you know me well. As long as you don't have the intention to kill me, you will be measured in how you hit me. But as long as you have the intention to kill me, then I'm sorry. For the sake of fairness, I have no reason not to kill me."

He turned to look at Frost in front of him, who had just climbed out of the gate of hell, with a gloomy face, and continued to say calmly:
"I stopped just now to give you face, principal, but I still need a reason not to kill him. If Frost can't give me a satisfactory answer next, then I'm sorry, but you will still have to die."

Long Kui stared at the white-haired old man with clenched fists and an ugly face expressionlessly, and said softly:
"If I want to kill you, the principal can't save you."

"Really, principal?" After saying that, he chuckled and turned to look at Angers.

"Indeed." Ange nodded matter-of-factly:

"Even if I try my best to stop him, I can't completely protect a person's safety under the two high-risk spirits of Wang Quan and Jun Yan. Even if I can escape unscathed, it would be a good outcome."

"So..." The British gentleman instantly turned his body in one direction, pointed his old and elegant face at Frost behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"It's better to spend some money to avoid disaster. After all, we are all adults and we must pay the price for our choices."

"Ange! You..." Before Frost's angry words could be spoken, he was directly interrupted by Ange's brisk questioning voice.

"Long Kui, can you spend money to buy your life?"

At this time, Long Kui didn't know when he was sitting on Ange's original seat. A pair of long legs were placed directly on the black table. His whole body was leaning comfortably on the mithril table and chair. He gently clasped his fingers together and responded calmly. road:

"That depends on how much Director Frost is willing to pay for his own life."

"This is easy to handle. The most important thing the Gattuso family lacks are these external things." Angers chewed a high-end cigar in his mouth, grinning to reveal bright white teeth, and nodded slightly to Frost behind him, as if A foreign performing group came to the nursing home and invited a trustee to encourage the crowd to buy something.

The veins on Frost's forehead popped out violently. If he couldn't see the real purpose of the teacher and student now, then he would really be a complete fool.

The other party didn't want to kill him at all. Angers, this old bastard, just wanted to bite off a piece of meat in his own hands!

This piece of meat can be the Gattuso family's power over the school board, or it can be a sky-high sum of money!

Just when Frost gritted his teeth and scratched his neck, ready to say the words "I don't need money, I need my life", suddenly, a pair of heavy and powerful hands pressed on his shoulders.

Then Ange's face continued to enlarge in his light blue pupils, and he saw the other person approaching his ear and said softly and solemnly:

"You'd better not pin your conspiracy thoughts on me. I'm really trying to save you."

Then Ange's eyes followed Frost to Long Kui, who was sitting there using an iron pick to pick out the dust between his fingernails, as if nothing had happened, and said slowly:
"If you can't give me a reasonable price this time, you... will really die."

Frost still clenched his fists, his whole face looked gloomy, and he stood there without saying a word.

Angers looked at the other party's stubborn appearance and couldn't help but sigh:
"Alas...you are not the head of the family, why are you fighting for your life..."

These seemingly ordinary words pierced Frost's heart directly. The old man who originally planned to die rather than surrender instantly broke his guard:
"Tell me what you want!"

Frost almost raised his head, looked at Long Kui in front of him, gritted his teeth and asked crisply.

Long Kui, who was sitting on the silver-white mithril armchair with his eyes closed and concentrating, raised the corners of his mouth slightly after hearing these words, and instantly opened his eyes.

"I don't want much, just prepare the materials according to the list."

Long Kui naturally took out a long rolled-up list from his arms, and then gently put it down. With the help of gravity, the list rolled straight forward from his feet and unfolded instantly. It's more than six or seven meters long!
Frost looked down at such a long list, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice. Finally, he lowered his body and picked up the list with his hands. After glancing at the materials listed above with his light blue eyes, he almost looked at them twice. As soon as his eyes darkened, he couldn't help but fall back, and his heart almost stopped suddenly due to the impact of the list above!
(End of this chapter)