Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

Although it was a remote alley at eight o'clock in the evening, it was impossible for such an explosion not to attract people's attention.

Within more than 20 minutes after the explosion, surrounding residents, reporters, fire fighters, and public security rushed to the scene one after another.

But before they could carefully survey the scene, several black cars came quickly.

Click.

A man wearing a black trench coat got out of the car.

Several people got out of the cars behind them, all of them dressed in the same terrifying way, with stern faces and a chilling atmosphere.

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of one of the young police officers.

He showed a vigilant expression and walked straight to the blockade to block the windbreaker man's way: "Sir, this place has been blocked. Please..."

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

Before the police officer finished speaking, an old police officer hurriedly walked over, looked at the man in the trench coat and the people behind him and said: "The notice from above said that someone will take over, it should be you, right?"

The man in the trench coat didn't explain, and said calmly with an expressionless face: "Clear your men in three minutes, and we will move in to take over the scene."

"Okay, okay, okay, no problem." The old police officer wiped his sweat subconsciously and nodded repeatedly, "We have protected the scene very well, and there is absolutely no damage at all. You can rest assured on this."

After that, he picked up the pager and ordered all police officers to leave the scene.

Why didn't you ask more?

joke.

One level of official rank is overwhelming, but the superior who gives him orders is more than one or two levels older than him.

The police officers who were still conducting on-site sampling work looked at a loss when receiving the instructions.

They were called urgently late at night to report that there was an explosion in a residential building. When they rushed to the scene, they found no casualties at all. Now they were ordered to evacuate before even the sampling work was completed?

What about kidding?

But after the order was issued, the police officers could only put away their things and evacuate the scene with depressed and confused faces.

After asking all irrelevant people to leave.

"The on-site survey team immediately conducted trace sampling, and the blockade team controlled the scene and did not allow anyone to come near."

The leader of the man in the trench coat coldly ordered: "If you find a suspicious person wandering around, you don't need to apply. He will be arrested immediately. Shooting is allowed under special circumstances."

"All, action."

After all the orders were given, more than twenty people blocked the scene without saying a word, and a new cordon was opened.

The attitude was outrageously rigorous, as if what they were taking over was not a bombing that happened at night, but a major crisis related to national security.

"Have you checked the surveillance of nearby streets?"

"I checked, but only the target suspected to be codenamed 'Ghost' was found."

"Didn't you capture another person?" The man in the trench coat frowned, "Where are the driving recorders of the vehicles on the road?"

The man in black holding the computer shook his head.

The surveillance camera didn't capture it, and neither did the driving recorder.

"Tsk."

The man in the trench coat smacked his lips in displeasure and said coldly: "That means he didn't want to expose his identity and deliberately chose the route of monitoring blind spots."

According to the female commissioner with the "Word Spirit Bloodline Jie Luo", she noticed traces of hybrids while searching for targets with dragon blood.

The releaser can awaken his own bloodline, improve his sensitivity to bloodline perception, and use his own bloodline to resonate with the surrounding dragons or hybrids, thereby locating people with dragon blood.

Unfortunately, she was thrown away while tracking the hybrid who was suspected of possessing "Word Spirit and Mingzhao".

Not long after that, an explosion occurred here.

"Is there a fight between two rival hybrids?"

The man in the trench coat's right eyelid suddenly twitched, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

Those who can produce such a degree of explosion are undoubtedly some high-risk spirits.

After a while, a strong man in black ran over.

"Sir, the target codenamed 'Ghost' is suspected to be dead. No signs of struggle have been found, but it is preliminary estimated that the core temperature of the explosion is close to 5000 degrees Celsius."

Although he tried his best to sound serious, he still couldn't hide the shock and horror in it.

They only found the remaining calcium oxide, which is... ashes.

Hearing the terrifying temperatures of 5000°C and 1000°C, the man in the trench coat also twitched his tense face.

What is the concept of 5000℃...

Generally speaking, the crematorium in a funeral home starts to heat up from 200 degrees Celsius and can reach a maximum of 900 degrees Celsius. Each stage has a different temperature.

When the temperature is around 400°C to 500°C, it is mainly used to incinerate the clothes and hair on the surface of the corpse.

The temperature is around 600℃ to 700℃, which is mainly used to burn the muscles, blood and organs of the corpse. It is adjusted to 900℃ to burn the bones of the human body.

As for 5000℃…

They were all burned to ashes!

There are still some damn signs of a fight!

"An explosion of this magnitude." The windbreaker man's face became more serious, "Is it Jun Yan?"

Yan Ling·Jun Yan, a high-risk Yan Ling with a sequence of up to 89.

The releaser meditates and chants for a long time, forming high temperatures, high heat and shock waves, triggering an incredibly powerful explosion. The intensity of the explosion is usually about the same as detonating a napalm bomb.

This terrifying temperature is indeed consistent with the power of "Yan Ling·Junyan".

But where did this dangerous hybrid come from?

Is it an orthodoxly cultivated weapon, or a hybrid from abroad?

However, after hearing the windbreaker man's guess, the strong man in black couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"That, sir."

He blushed and tried his best to tactfully test: "You'd better go and have a look. I don't think it looks like... Jun Yan."

Not Jun Yan?

Hearing this, the man in the trench coat came back to his senses, frowned and walked towards the alley.

The scene in the alley looked like someone had fired several shots at the alley with an RPG, and the terrifying shock wave shattered everything around it into pieces.

There was no smell of gunpowder or even visible residue from the explosion.

Only some unknown coke and white powder could be seen on the ground.

"In the absence of flammable and explosive materials, it can explosively ignite the fire element in the surrounding environment."

Looking at the marks under his feet, the man in the trench coat asked in a confused tone: "Isn't this very consistent with Jun Yan's characteristics?"

"Sir." The strong man in black behind him said with a stiff expression, "You, please step back further."

"Um?"

The man in the trench coat raised his eyebrows, took a step back, and said casually: "What's wrong? What's the difference..."

But before he could finish speaking, the words on his lips were suppressed.

The man in the trench coat stood at the entrance of the alley, his body frozen on the spot, staring blankly in front of him.

With that point as the center of the entire alley, the scorch marks spread radially to the alley entrance.

If the release of Jun Yan is violent when released, it is like a child wielding a giant ax to chop.

The scene in front of me...

In a daze, the man in the trench coat seemed to see an approaching monarch. Even the violent Jun Yan surrendered in front of him and was extremely docile.

Facing the disobedient ministers who dared to offend him, the monarch waved his hand.

The terrifying power gave him a brilliant death, and his soul seemed to be swallowed up by the fire in an instant.

Until the strong man in black behind him pulled him.

call! !

The man in the windbreaker shuddered all over and gasped for air.

There was a slight sting in my throat, and it seemed that I could still feel the terrifying heat wave.

"Sir, you, your eyes..."

"What?" The man in the windbreaker stretched out his hand and touched his eyes.

The originally dark pupils were filled with flame-like golden light at some point.

- Like a mirror reflecting fire.