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"You're always well informed."

"No, it's just an inference. On the other hand, we're not sure if you've gotten Norton's skeleton. ”

"Nope." Ange shrugged, "It could have been, but something happened. One of the cadets rushed and hit him head-on with a storm torpedo. After that, we searched the entire sea area and found no of his skeleton. ”

"So are you sure he's dead?"

"Not sure, but even the Four Great Kings are still living beings. Hit head-on by a storm torpedo, even a cruiser was penetrated, and it is unlikely that he will survive. Ange said lightly, "Besides, we did kill Konstantin and obtained his bones. ”

"Congratulations." Henkel raised his glass, "For the first time in history, we have truly killed the Four Great Kings. The Dragonlord's ability to 'cocoon' has been a nightmare for us for thousands of years, and you have solved this technical problem. In the foreseeable future, I think the dragon kings will fall one by one, and when the four great kings are buried, it will be the most important day in human history. Ladies and gentlemen, please pay tribute to our fellow citizens. ”

The young people stood up in unison and held up their champagne glasses: "For a new history!" ”

"No, it's not the new history that matters, it's the end of a certain history." Ange also raised a glass.

However, there was one person who was indifferent - Wang Yang did not raise a glass with him.

Wang Yang supported his cheeks with one hand, and gently shook the wine glass in front of his eyes with the other, looking completely uninterested.

Embarrassing, this guy is too faceless.

"What's wrong? Isn't it worth celebrating"

"Do you want to say it next" Wang Yang's face turned completely cold, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword piercing his heart.

"The history of dragons is over, and our history is about to begin. After the dragons, it will not be the world of humans, but the world of half-bloods. Then you should want to talk about how the rights are distributed. Then put on the act of a savior, thinking that you deserve privileges, that human beings are born to obey you, that you save the world! You are great! ”

"Fuck off!" The wine glass was smashed to the ground and shattered!

"All the Lionhearts, as well as all the ancestors who have devoted their lives to the cause of dragon slaying, are fighting at the forefront, not to be your talking point, let alone to be the talk of the scene before drinking, what qualifications do you have to sit behind the scenes and drink and call yourself the savior. Because of your mustache? Or maybe it's because of your sense of superiority in front of ordinary people. ”

"I run Dalian (HX) steel in China, and the reform (HX) is opened, and the dragons that have been killed and destroyed for a hundred years can be made into bone artworks and placed in the Old Summer Palace! For hundreds of years, we didn't get help from you in the war with the dragons, and our fellow emigrants to the Americas set up schools, make weapons, gather intelligence, and find their roots. ”

"And you bring back the gold you have stolen from the Indians to Europe, make it into gold jewelry, wear it on your body, dance with them, and buy an estate for your family. Throughout the 20th century, the people we lost to this war could be filled with white crosses on the beaches of Santa Monica in Los Angeles. Are you saying that you are going to show us the savior's garment?! ”

The young people's slightly slackened bodies tensed again, and they all leaned forward, their eyes blazing. Henkel coughed softly, breaking the uncomfortable silence in the room.

"After all these years, you're still this hot-blooded stupid." Ange shook his head and drank. "But I envy you, like a fool who never looks ahead. Not like I have to think about the school board. ”

"Don't laugh, you old bastard lives more than me, at least you are the one who found [Bronze and Fire] first, not me."

"What does it matter who finds it first?"

"That's right!" Wang Yang smiled. "What does it matter who finds it first?"

"Okay, okay," the young man took a deep breath, he couldn't let the two guys go down, or the rhythm would be completely in their hands. Suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, he put on a gentle smile again, "We are happy to admit the sacrifice of the secret party for this war, and we will pay a reasonable price for it." ”

"Reasonable price?" Ang nodded his head.

The young man felt that there was hope for a talk, and his smile grew stronger, "Yes, the people will accept you again, you will no longer be isolated, the trade routes of the whole world will be open to you, and we will intermarry to strengthen our bloodline and have better offspring." And the most important thing is the assistance we will provide to you next, just with the current strength of the secret party, every killing one of the four great kings is a life-and-death challenge, once you make a mistake, awakening the dragon king in advance and failing to kill him will be a problem for the whole world. ”

"In this era of information explosion, if there is another war of the Huns invading Europe, the secret will never be covered. We remember the dead, but don't overbid for the dead. History is the wheel of steel, and there are always some people under the wheel, which is a tragedy for individuals and an inevitability for history. Their names will still be passed down for many years to come, but our greatest remembrance is to enjoy the peaceful life they brought us. It's an era when we look forward to the future together, what do we always remember about the differences in the past? Once the dragons are erased from history, the hybrids are at the top of the evolutionary tree, and pure-bloods can't compare to us. ”

The young man took a deep breath and prepared to end this magnificent speech with the strongest sentence, "Together we will become the new dragons!" ”

"New dragons?" Ange repeated this sentence with interest, nodded slightly, and turned to Wang Yang. "What do you think?"

"What does that mean?" Wang Yang smiled narrowly.

The young people looked at him expectantly, and Ange hummed a song with his champagne glass. The aria "The Magic of the Rhine Gold" in the first act of Wagner's "Ring of the Nibelungen", "The Gold of the Rhine", the elite of the family who have been trained in classical music since childhood heard this opera, the dwarf Alberrich admires the magic of gold at the bottom of the Rhine, and the next plot should be that he angrily steals the ring of power made of gold because of the ridicule of the three goddesses who protect gold, and is also doomed to lose happiness. Listening to this beautiful aria on this occasion makes the atmosphere indescribably strange.

An incredible scene happened to the young man, his elegant black suit and white shirt burst into dozens of broken steps and scattered in all directions, and only scattered fragments remained of his beautifully trained upper body.

"Cool!" Wang Yang, who was sitting in his seat and didn't move at all, praised.

Ange took a drag on his cigar, "Young man, do you know what you are in the eyes of the dragons? Midget. You have dragon blood, but you are incomplete, just like a dwarf has the form of a human but is timid because of his height. New dragons? You? No kidding. ”

He sprayed a puff of cigar smoke on the young man's face, "History is the wheel of steel, there are always some people under the wheel, for the individual, it is a tragedy, for history, it is inevitable? What a wonderful presentation. When I was younger, I was studying at Trinity College, and my teachers told me to stand on a higher ground and look at history, like standing on a hill overlooking the war below. Those people trample each other like ants and lose, and you don't feel pain at that time because they are too far away from you. You are so handsome that you are personable and don't have a single trace of blood on your sleeves! But I can't, I'm on that battlefield, every minute and every second there are people dying around me, their pain surrounds me, I see their faces, their blood, their broken bodies, every face is familiar to me, it's my companion. Wang Yang, will you identify with the so-called [New Dragon Clan]? ”

"All I care about is how much I can kill!" Wang Yang tilted his head, his face full of danger.

"That's right, we've already killed Red-Eye on this battlefield. Henkel: Can you tell the wheel of history with the red-eyed killer? ”

"I can't." Henkel nodded in agreement.

"So as an educator, I suggest you give your young people a good lesson, and tell them that high society or Wall Street doesn't apply to red-eyed people, and that if you want to make a bid with us, you have to understand who we are. Don't tell me what is the inevitability of history that our people are under the wheels, and don't say 'don't overbid because of the dead', I look like a ghoul who trades corpses, don't tell me 'new dragons', all dragons, whether born or pretentious, are our enemies! ”

"No problem."

"As for you, in Chinese parlance," Ange patted the young man on the chest and helped him straighten his collar, which was the only collar that could be tidied up, and smiled kindly, "Don't be stinking with me! ”

"So! Don't mess with the old gangsters. Wang Yang also stood up, patted the young man on the shoulder, and stood next to Ange.

"It's been a long time, do you want to have two drinks together?"

"Is there a fifty-year-old Moutai? I can't forget the taste since the last time I drank it. ”

"Only burn the knife, don't drink and pull it down."

"Oh! You can't do that, the interest in drinking liquor is what you bring. ”

"It's good that I didn't invite you to drink glutinous rice wine."

It was like chatting like a homely conversation, as if it was really just an educator and a gentleman preparing for the end of the banquet, and the two walked out of the door without a match.