Dragon Clan: Dragon Slayer Wizard, professional dragon slayer

Chapter 150 Old guy, bursting with gold coins!

"You...you...are you here to purchase goods?" Frost looked at the list of specialties in a circle on the ground, looking at the rare materials with names on it, his eyes widened, and he covered his heart. blurt out.

"It's not expensive, either. The total price of these materials is only over a billion dollars. Isn't this money just a waste of money for your extremely wealthy Gattuso family?" Long Kui put down the original shelf on the black conference table. With his long legs, he sat up straight, put his hands together gently on the table, and said calmly with a smile.

On that list were the magic materials he planned to focus on condensing next, including the special elemental materials needed to advance the dragon-slaying magic of heaven and dragon-slaying thunder to the dragon level, as well as the water-flow magic to advance to the water level. The energy materials needed for modeling magic.

But these are just the small parts. The real big part is the special metal materials required to advance the iron dragon-slaying magic to the Dragon King level!
There are no magic particles in this world. For ordinary growth of magic, you only need to use some ordinary materials with relative particles. However, when it comes to the complete transformation of the magic level, the magic particles contained in ordinary materials will be in short supply. We must find those materials that contain a large amount of magic particles. The corresponding magic particle material.

And these materials are not cheap even in this world. After all, once these things appear, they basically have some supernatural phenomena. In order to prevent ordinary people from being exposed to these mythical items, these items are often just born. He was firmly controlled by the dormant hybrid in the country's power, and then secretly hid it.

Therefore, if Long Kui wanted to purchase a large amount of this material with special properties, in addition to having enough money, he also needed a powerful force to help him make large purchases.

Originally, he was thinking about talking to his potato chip boss, and then selling him to him for decades, and asking her to help him search for these materials.

It's better now. I fell asleep and someone came over to give me a pillow.

The Gattuso family just happened to be in the hands of Long Kui. If they didn't take the opportunity to use the other party as a fat man to realize their own dreams, they would be sorry for Director Frost's desire to cause trouble for him.

After hearing these words, veins popped up on Frost's forehead. Anyone could say anything to him, but they just couldn't say that he was inferior to Pompeii!
The old man took out a pen from his breast pocket, bent down and picked up the note at the end of the long list, then signed his name on it neatly, and then took it out of his pocket. He took out the private seal owned by the Gattuso family and stamped it directly.

Long Kui finally came to the other party, patted Frost on the shoulder, then handed a card to the other party, showing a professional smile:
"After purchasing, remember to put it directly into the bank account where this card is located. I believe that the acting patriarch of the dignified Gattuso family will not deceive a young man like me, right?"

"Literally." Long Kui tapped the black tabletop lightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said softly:
"Since all the school directors have criticized me, I will completely withdraw from the executive department starting from today. If you want to slay any dragons in the future, you should find someone else."

"That's good." Long Kui waved his hand, put one hand in the pocket of his dragon pattern suit, and walked towards the cliff without looking back.

Then Long Kui walked to the long black conference table again and glanced at the other five school directors who were sitting there pretending to be calm. A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. Finally, he chuckled and took out the He picked up a ring and threw it directly on the conference table.

"Then I'm looking forward to good news from Director Frost." Long Kui nodded with satisfaction, and then walked towards the cliff while humming a cheerful ditty.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old school manager in a suit sitting at the front gently pushed the ring in front of Long Kui with his cane, looked at him from afar, and said calmly:
"We never wanted to abolish your position in the executive department from the beginning. You have proven that you are fully qualified to deserve this ring. I think there is no need to give up this honor because of some insignificant excuses."

Angers shrugged, spread his hands, and responded with a smile while biting his cigar:
"Of course, people of your age should spend their youth on campus."

That is the identity ring unique to the ace commissioner of the Executive Department.

Halfway through, he suddenly thought of something and stopped.

Long Kui first stared at the other person expressionlessly for a few seconds, then glanced coldly at the ring on the table and said calmly:
"You are wrong. All along...this ring is not worthy of me."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but increase the intensity of his smiling palms.

"That's right. We have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the recent past. Isn't doing a little business better than fighting and killing?"

"Hmph!" Frost snorted coldly, and took the black and gold card from the boy in front with a gloomy expression:
"We, the Gattuso family, are not capable of doing such a thing that goes against our word!"

"Happy!" Long Kui immediately jumped up from his seat with a smile, and the aggressive murderous aura in his body disappeared in an instant.

In the end, without any hesitation, he jumped up instantly and disappeared into the air with the roar of horse hooves and thunder.

After saying that, he turned around without a trace of hesitation. Before leaving, Long Kui smiled and asked in the direction of Ange as if seeking advice:
"Principal, do you have any objection if I withdraw from the executive department?"

"Commissioner Long Kui, what do you mean?" School Director Elizabeth, who was sitting opposite Long Kui, lowered her head and glanced at the identity ring on the table, and frowned slightly.

"Then I think you'd better call the patriarch of the Gattuso family over, and I'll trade his life for these materials."

After doing all this, Frost looked at Long Kui sitting leisurely on the armchair in front of him and sneered:
"That guy is not worth the money. I can still afford the price of more than one billion US dollars!"

"Besides, this is the life money of the school director. Could it be that the life of the dignified second-in-command of the Gattuso family is not worth more than a billion dollars in materials?" Long Kui leaned back slightly and continued. He said jokingly:

After Angers saw Long Kui leaving, he calmly took the high-end cigar from his mouth with two fingers and lightly tapped the front of the brown cylinder. A few wisps of ash with sparks fell straight from the air. Come down.

Then he took a look at the empty place full of blood and mess. His eyes were so sharp that he didn't look like an old man. The corner of his mouth suddenly curled up, and he said with a meaningful smile:
"How is it? Does the meeting still need to continue?"

"Did you already know that he would come here to cause trouble?" The old man in a black suit gently shook the copper bell in his hand.

"I just knew he would come, but this scene was not what I expected. If the scene turned out like this, then you have to ask Director Frost why he didn't listen to my advice."

Angers walked straight to his seat, sat down on it easily and casually, then bit the cork of the red wine bottle on the table with his teeth, poured it into the wine glass and took a natural sip. "'S'-class bloodline has always been known for its stability. I have never seen such a surly character like him. He was laughing and joking one second and killing people the next. Even if it's you, let's do it. There will still be a sense of propriety, Ange, I need you to give us an explanation." The old man in black rang the bell again, and looked at the other party with his blue eyes.

"Explanation?" Angers took a sip of the red wine in the glass, then lowered his head and shook the glass, watching the crystal and magnificent wine tumbling in the glass, letting the mellow wine aroma float towards the end of the long table:
"Everyone is an independent individual, just like me. I can compromise with you for some things, but obviously, this student of mine doesn't seem to have the need to compromise with you."

"With his strength, there is really no need to compromise with us." Elizabeth shook the bell gently, and then changed the subject:
"But his transcendent strength is obviously beyond what ordinary mixed-race species can display. A variety of high-risk speech spirits, strong physical fitness, and inhuman speed. Although I have never seen a living creature with my own eyes. Dragon, but the performance of ordinary ancient dragons is nothing more than this, right?"

"Are you suspecting that he is not human?" Angers unknowingly smoked the third cigar. After lighting the brown cylinder, he first took a sip of red wine, then took a deep breath of the cigar, and slowly exhaled a long of white smoke.

"It's not that I doubt it. Over the years, there have been countless outstanding hybrids. Even among the extremely dangerous freaks imprisoned in Avengers Prison, none of them can reach his level of strength. This kind of alien among aliens, I don’t know why you, who is always known for your calmness, would take the initiative to recruit her as a student.” Elizabeth rang the bell.

Angers said nothing and continued to smoke a cigar and drink wine. He smiled with interest and watched the rows of school directors vying to ring the bell. The scene where they gradually became more active was slightly contrasted with the silence just now when Long Kui was still there. , Ange suddenly felt a little funny in his heart.

"Ange, you don't seem surprised by our arbitrary judgment of your favorite disciple. I even see in your eyes the emotion that we are 'making a fuss'." Amidst the sound of ringing bells, the old man twirled his prayer beads. He also rang the bell and spoke, temporarily stopping the long table that had started to get lively for a while:

"We now very much need you to give us a reason to convince us."

Angers didn't say a word amid the overwhelming questioning, he just watched calmly as the wine glass in his hand bottomed out, then took a puff of his cigar and let the white smoke he exhaled gradually sink in.

At this time, every school director was dissatisfied with Ange's perfunctory performance at this time, but when they lowered their heads, they found a pile of sealed documents wrapped in brown oily paper under their noses. They didn't know when appeared on my desktop.

The old man who was twisting the beads slowly picked up the sealed oily paper, looked at the word "Top Secret" displayed on it, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

Then he slowly opened the sealed yellow paper box and pulled out dozens of pages of white paper. After seeing the four characters "Mixed-blood Monarch", his pupils shrank instantly, and his whole face showed A solemn expression.

Seeing the expression of Old Man Fo Zhu, the others couldn't help but open the documents in their hands.

It was a paper titled "The 'Emperor' Who Exceeded the Critical Blood Limit but Still Maintained a Stable Bloodline", and the authors below the paper were surprisingly the famous Hilbert Jean Angers and the famous alchemist Master - Nicholas Flamel.

"I spent a lot of time to find this information from Japan. Every time it is spread, it is enough to cause a shock in the entire mixed race world. Originally, the best place for this document to be kept is in the dark ice cellar, but due to the Some people are really making too much of a fuss. In order to prevent you from having the ridiculous idea that I, Anger, am a lackey of the Dragon Clan, I might as well print a copy for each of you."

Anger said lightly.

For the next few dozen minutes, there was a rare silence on the long table.

Everyone was carefully examining the contents of this document. When they saw the description of the Japanese "Shadow King" who could break through the critical blood limit but still maintain a stable bloodline, the expressions on their faces gradually became shocked. .

After all, this kind of thing is really unbelievable. If you exceed the critical blood limit, you will degenerate into a deadpool. This has always been an iron law in the mixed-race world, but now...

The iron law has been broken!

"Is the 'Emperor' of Japan...still alive?" the old man in black asked softly, forgetting to ring the bell.

"He died a long time ago. I was probably the last person who saw him." Angers poured half a glass of expensive red wine into the glass again.

"Is Long Kui... a descendant of the White King?" Elizabeth's mind was a little confused at this time and she couldn't help but ask.

"Oh..." After Angers heard this question, he lowered his head and chuckled. Then he raised his head and glanced at the school directors who had different chests rising and falling in front of him. His eyes showed a hint of understanding, and he responded with a meaningful smile:

"No...he is the blood descendant of the Black King."

"Then how does he have such strong strength?" As soon as the old man in black finished asking, a bolt of lightning seemed to have penetrated his mind, and he stood frozen on the spot.

"At this time, there is only one possible explanation for this unreasonable situation." The old man sitting next to him, twisting his beads, had deep eyes and said slowly and quietly:
"The blood descendants of the Black King can also give birth to people whose bloodline exceeds the 50% critical blood limit and whose bloodline is stable..."

"Emperor."

The last word fell suddenly, and the entire long table meeting suddenly became silent.

I saw Ange slowly exhaling smoke, grinning with white teeth, and said with a confident smile:

"Long Kui is the only surviving 'emperor' in this world, and he is even more powerful and perfect..."

A vague highlight flashed in his eyes:

"Emperor of the Black King!"

(End of this chapter)