A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 345

The middle-aged Russian captain held a stainless steel flask in his hand and stumbled into the hall while drinking wine. Sailing in the polar regions is always boring.

This is a matter of course. There are very few ships sailing in the Arctic Circle in winter. They are all thousands of kilometers apart. The most advanced radios can only call hundreds of miles. You can't even find anyone to chat with when sailing here. , very lonely.

Therefore, in his free time, the captain always takes turns coming to the casino with his first mate to relax, and maybe find like-minded people to chat with and relieve his boredom.

But most people in this place are addicted to food or money. Where can anyone share his interests? Don't ask him why he didn't say these people were drunk on wine, because that's all he liked.

Um? The captain noticed the lonely figure leaning against the glass.

The man was wearing a black suit, with black hair, and seemed to be only in black and white. There was a large piano case leaning against him, which seemed to be used to amplify instruments such as a cello. Was he a new band member? He seemed to be Chinese in appearance. As for why he didn't think this man was Japanese or Korean, it was because of the Chinese-style small wine glass in this man's hand and the tempting smell of Moutai on the small table beside him.

"Gulu..." The captain swallowed.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?" the captain asked politely.

In such a lavish casino, this man did nothing but stayed alone, drinking and looking at the glacier outside the window. He must have something on his mind, right?

"Want a drink?" Xuan Hao smiled, poured a glass of wine and shook it in front of the captain.

"Can you?" The captain pointed to himself, "That's such an honor!"

He rarely drank oriental liquor, but the aroma of this wine today was alluring, and he felt that if he didn't drink it, he would probably never have a second drink in his life. At the same time, I also became curious about the identity of the man in front of me. What kind of person is he drinking alone here with such high-end goods?

"Thank you for the wine, sir. I think it was right for me to come here and take a stroll tonight." The captain said with a smile, "What do you call me sir?"

"Xuan Hao, from a big country in the East." Xuan Hao said, giving Maotai as a gift to the captain, "A small gift is not respectful."

"This...how can this be so embarrassing?" The captain said he refused, but his body accepted it honestly, "I guess sir, there is something you need my help with, right?"

"Yes." Seeing how sensible this man was, Xuan Hao stopped talking nonsense, "I want to meet the captain here."

"Then you have found the right person!" The captain pointed to his hat, "This is Sasha Rybalko, the captain of this YAMAL. If you have any needs, please feel free to ask."

"No, what I want to see is your real captain." Xuan Hao shook his head slowly and pointed at the ceiling above his head.

The captain was stunned for a moment, a hint of vigilance flashed in his pupils, but it was fleeting.

"Sir, you are joking. How can there be two captains on a ship?" He clearly saw Xuan Hao pointing upstairs, but he still wanted to pass it by, "I am the captain of this ship. I guarantee it."

I'll pay ten for every fake one, please replace me immediately! Xuan Hao complained silently in his heart, it was such a shame to collect the things and not do anything.

"Since you are the captain, is it really okay to drink? If you drive drunk in our place, you will be invited to tea."

"Um... the first officer is driving now." The captain was a little embarrassed. If he drank while driving in the glacier-lined sea, he would probably be beaten to death by the passengers, right?

"I'm not kidding you," Xuan Hao said coldly, "Your real name is not Sasha Rybalko, but Alexander Rybalko, who was once a major of the Alpha Special Forces of the Russian Federal Security Service, 2001 After retiring in the year, you were hired by the real captain here. Your posture skills are very poor, so you are not needed for normal driving. Your real responsibility is to be responsible for the security of this ship. After all, you are from the special forces."

The expression on Alexander's face changed instantly when he heard these words. He subconsciously wanted to retreat and at the same time put his hands into his sleeves.

But he found that he couldn't move because the man in front of him was staring at him, yes, just staring at him.

The man's eyes changed in an instant, making him feel as if he was staring at a prehistoric beast. The strong pressure made him breathless and hesitant to move.

What a terrifying look, Alexander had one that would kill him if he dared to show his blade.

This was what his keen intuition, honed over many years on the battlefield, told him. Spending half his life on the sword had made him far more aware of danger than ordinary people.

"Who are you?" Alexander took a deep breath to calm down, and put away his posture of preparing to attack, but his muscles were still tense, but not for offense but to be able to respond to sudden attacks at any time.

Although he feels that he is no match for the person in front of him, if he wants to run away, he should still... be able to, right?

"Wise choice." Xuan Hao put away his scary eyes and smiled softly, "I have no ill intentions towards you. Take me to see the real captain. Give this to him and he will meet me."

Only a ghost can believe it! You can't hide the murderous look in your eyes! Alexander thought mmp, he would have known better not to drink too much.

He reached out and took the thing handed over by Xuan Hao with some doubts. It was a badge. On the badge was a half-dead World Tree, half with lush branches and half withered completely.

"What is this?" Alexander asked.

"You don't need to know, just give it to the captain and he will understand after seeing it." Xuan Hao said lightly.

"Oh, okay, for the sake of the wine, I will help you with this," Alexander said, "but I still have to remind you that the captain doesn't like to meet outsiders. Originally, the rule on this ship is that the person who gambles the most can You are qualified to go up to see the captain, do you have enough money with you?"

"Don't worry." Xuan Hao picked up the piano case and followed Alexander.

"Okay, I wish you good luck." Alexander glanced at the piano case and wondered if it was all filled with cash.

Alexander entered the password, and the door that read 'No entry to the engine room by non-concessionaires' opened.

No one would know that behind this rough and heavy iron door is an exquisite and luxurious elevator, with white marble covering the floor and walls, plaid mosaics dotted with emeralds, and a brilliant crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the elevator. It illuminates the original Renoir painting on the wall.

The elevator took the two people up slowly.

When I opened it again, I felt like I had entered a luxurious palace. The entire aisle was hung with original works of artists, from Rembrandt to Titian to Rubens to Van Gogh, a series of names that dazzled the painting world.

The Belarusian girls, with their long blond hair in high ponytails and red miniskirts, stepped forward to greet the guests.

The girls swarmed over, and the two most beautiful ones came to Xuanhao and wanted to hold his arms, but they were frightened by a look just like Alexander. Fortunately, Alexander next to him smoothed things over and said that these girls cannot carry weapons here. He's in charge of security checks.

Security check? Are you dressed like this for security inspection at your home? Xuan Hao said it was great, but it was a pity that he would not accept this trick.

But seeing that an ordinary person really didn't need to carry a weapon, he handed the piano case on his back to the girl next to him.

Alexander was stunned. He thought it contained money, but didn't expect it to be weapons? I stepped forward and weighed it gently, and found that it didn't seem to be heavy. What kind of weapon is this?

The blue carved door directly in front has been opened. In the elegant white and sea blue hall, there is a large gambling table. The bookshelf next to it is filled with gambling equipment. An old man wearing a white captain's uniform is sitting behind the gaming table. , hunched over and looking at the person who walked in with surprise.

The Belarusian girls closed the door behind them, and Xuan Hao walked to the gaming table and sat down, looking at the old man in front of him.

He looked at the old captain calmly. He knew clearly that he was just an ordinary person. He was so old that he was no longer human. His withered body could no longer straighten his spine. His whole body was almost lying on the gaming table. If I were to say that the only part of my body that was still alive, it would probably be those burning eyes.

At this moment, the old man looked at Xuan Hao with burning eyes as if he had discovered a new world.

"You really do exist! You really do exist!" The old man screamed hoarsely, like a child, "Executive Department of Kassel College, right? You are from the Executive Department of Kassel College !”

The old captain stretched out his bony hand, as if he wanted to really touch the legendary existence.

"Yes, former Commissioner of the Executive Department, Xuan Hao." Xuan Hao said lightly, "Your real name is Vincent von Andres, a German-Argentinian. Although your name has never been on the Forbes rich list appear on the Internet, but in fact you are one of the richest people in Argentina. No one knows where you earned your money. At the beginning of this century you rented this ship from the Russian authorities and have been living on the top floor here, No one except a handful of deep-pocketed punters knows you’re the real captain here.”

"As expected of Cassel College! That's absolutely correct!" Old Captain Vincent smiled happily, "But what about the former commissioner you are talking about? Does it mean that you are no longer at Cassel College?"

"Yes, there is no need for me to stay there any longer." Xuan Hao said lightly.

"Wow! As expected of you, this is even more interesting! I don't have time to know the follow-up story!" Old Vincent looked excited, "You are indeed like the legend, and the academy cannot restrain you at all!"

"Um?" Xuan Hao was confused. Although he knew that the old man probably knew about the existence of Kassel College, how could he know it so well?

"You know me?"

"Of course I know!" Old Vincent rubbed his hands excitedly, "You are one of the strongest hybrids in Cassel College! You are the 'Unruly Emperor'!"

"???" Xuan Hao's head was full of questions, "Gan, is this a nickname given to him by that tasteless brat?"

The excited old Vincent continued, "Yes! That's right, you are the strongest hybrid! In addition, I also know a few of your dead brothers, the 'Domineering Prince' Caesar, 'Eternal Burning' The pupil master Chu Zihang, the Dragon Slayer of Flame Fingel! Oh, by the way, there is also the God's Favorite Sakura Lu Mingfei!"

Old Vincent was so excited. He didn't expect that he could actually see the strongest hybrid, the 'Unruly Emperor'! This person is like a real emperor, and his strength is unrivaled.

Xuan Hao's head was filled with black threads. After hearing this, he probably understood. After a long time, it was Fingel, the bastard, who betrayed him!

He had read the novel "Legend of the Japanese Dragon Slayer" written by Fingel on the Internet. This novel has never been to Japan. It is probably the general content that he pried out from Lu Mingfei's mouth and then made it up. He I'm not interested in novels so I haven't read them yet.

He knew that this old man only knew about the existence of Kassel College because he read the novel written by Fingel. After listening to the old man's words, he realized that this guy actually wrote himself into it! Forget it, he didn’t shamelessly add a ‘Dragon Slayer of Fire’! This guy has obviously never helped me!

"The novel hasn't been updated until you leave Kassel Academy." Old Vincent said, "The story won't be updated until the White King falls! Can you tell me the content behind it? Or the author's home address, too. I’m so happy to give you gifts!”

Old Vincent got so angry when this was mentioned. He wondered if the author didn't know how to write it!

Of course Xuanhao knew why Fingel stopped writing. He never returned to the academy after his trip to Japan. Fingel didn't even know where the protagonist was, so he certainly didn't know how to write it.

"Since you know us, I won't talk nonsense to you." Xuan Hao did not tell the old man the address of Fingel's house, "Let's talk business."

"Okay." Old Vincent quickly calmed down after getting excited, "But if you want to ask questions, you have to bet with me first. Do you have enough money?"

Xuan Hao took out a dozen cashier's checks from his pocket, yes, a dozen. "This is a cashier's check from my bank. You can have it verified first."

He said and threw the bank card in front of old Vincent, "After the test, if you think you are qualified to bet with me, I will accompany you."

Old Vincent looked at the thick pile of a dozen cashier's checks that fell in front of him. There was a trace of sullenness on his face. Was he looking down on him? Actually saying that he is not qualified? This man clearly knew the wealth he controlled, so why did he talk to him so arrogantly?

He picked it up, took a look at it, and wiped his eyes, thinking that his old eyes were dizzy.

What did he see?

'999999999.99' has the same number on every check. This is a cashier's check from the East. According to the prescribed bill format, the maximum amount is up to 100 million yuan, so the maximum amount of the check can be up to 999999999.99 yuan, which is one cent difference. is 1 billion yuan.

Forget about just one...this is a dozen.

How many are this?

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Old Vincent's forehead. He thought carefully about what this man said just now...'A cashier's check from my bank'.

He turned over the cashier's checks in his hand again, and his hands were shaking more and more. Every note was not from the same bank. What the hell is this?

He had some suspicion that these bills were fake.

Because if it is true, it would be terrible. The man in front of me can be described as extremely rich! Really wealthy country!

The expression on Vincent's face completely changed. He was confident that he could win a city in the casino, but now he was facing a country!

He didn't dare to gamble, and couldn't afford to gamble. In fact, Vincent had almost eaten up all his capital and was close to bankruptcy. He set up such a gambling game to win money from those gamblers for turnover, but now he faced such a huge amount of money. The wealth frightened him.

How to bet without equal capital? He didn't even have enough money to bet a fraction of others!

And this is not a question of winning or not, but a question of whether you dare or not. Vincent broke into a cold sweat. What kind of existence was this person in front of him? The 'Unruly Emperor' in "The Legend of Dragon Slayer"? No, this is the real emperor. This man was not asking him if he wanted to gamble, but whether he was ready to become an enemy of a country.

"I said, if you really want to bet, I will accompany you to the end." Xuan Hao's calm voice brought Vincent back to reality.

Vincent looked at the faint smile and golden eyes of the man in front of him, and his heart trembled.

"you……"

Vincent's face turned red, this was real, not a dream.

Seeing the constipated expression on their master's face, the surrounding Belarusian girls suddenly entered a fully armed vigilance mode.

They took out their guns from somewhere, and the black muzzles were all pointed at Xuan Hao at the table, but Xuan Hao still leaned on the chair and turned a blind eye.

"Presumptuous!" Vincent shouted angrily, "Who told you to draw your gun?"

Vincent was worried when he saw these girls still not taking back the guns in their hands. No matter whether the things written in the novel were true or not, he could not offend the person in front of him.

"Okay, put it down." Xuan Hao lightly snapped his fingers.

These girls suddenly sat down on the ground as if they had lost all strength, their thin clothes already soaked with sweat.

"This...this!" Vincent was stunned as he watched this astonishing scene. He finally understood why these girls suddenly became disobedient because they were overwhelmed by the aura of this man. Is this something humans can do? No, everything written in the novel is true! The man sitting in front of him at this moment is really the 'Emperor'!

"I don't want to use force. Can you talk to me now?" Xuan Hao stared at the old man in front of him expressionlessly.

Vincent stood up excitedly. The old guy who looked like he should have been in the coffin was blushing as if he had seen a miracle! He didn't know where the strength came from, jumped over the gambling table and rushed towards Xuan Hao.

The old guy made a tiger landing and knelt down in front of Xuan Hao with a plop, trying to hug his thigh.

Xuan Hao moved away in disgust, but this guy refused to let go and pounced on Xuan Hao like a dog crawling.

"You are truly the son of destiny! I have found you! If the head of state is still here and sees you with his own eyes, how happy he would be!"

Xuan Hao helplessly twitched the part where he was hugged. It was too tight and he couldn't pull it out, that's all.