Chapter Eighty-Three: This Dragon's Brain Is Problematic, It's Not as Good as Us...
Caesar: "??? β
The man's voice on the screen caught him off guard, isn't it, your name is Lu Mingfei?
Aren't you talking nonsense with your eyes open? Anyway, what is there to pretend to be that decrepit boy of Lu Mingfei?
Before Caesar's mind could turn a corner, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart, realizing that what he should care about was not the so-called name at all, but something else in the other person's words.
"The truth of the world?"
Caesar suddenly had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, the man on the screen began to talk.
"In this world, there is a thing called the dragon race, it is said that before the emergence of human civilization, the dragon race has established a complete civilization, and the entire history of mankind, there is a shadow of the dragon race everywhere-"
Bang β
The fat, thick-waisted woman fell to the ground and let out a scream.
"What are you doing?!" She screamed and got to her feet, slapping straight at Caesar.
But Caesar stood motionless, looking at the screen of the television, and felt nothing but chills in his heart.
Something big is wrong.
Although it is not that no one has revealed the secrets of the dragon family to the world, however, it can be dealt with by Norma very well, after all, there is no evidence, people are often unwilling to believe things beyond their understanding, and those people cannot really find a dragon to prove their claims.
Then, if you guess correctly, the person in front of you may really have this ability.
Sure enough, the man smiled mysteriously after a quick introduction to the dragon clan.
"I know, everyone will not believe it, then, next up to me, the legendary dragon slayer Lu Mingfei, will reveal the mystery of belonging to the dragon clan for everyone, and bring you an unprecedented live broadcast of dragon slaying!"
The man waved his hand towards the camera, then showed an impatient expression: "Photographer? Move the mirror! Can you give me some professionalism? β
"Oh, okay." A clear female voice sounds, and then the camera swayes, and a white hill appears in the shot.
No, it's not a hill.
One could see snow-white scales, broken necks, blood, and fabulous heads.
"Damn it!" Caesar scolded violently, his guess was not wrong, the other party actually made the existence of the dragon clan public, if he didn't guess wrong, this corpse was probably the legendary White Emperor.
He was already beginning to regret why he hadn't followed the headmaster to the Red Well.
That's right? What about the principal? Shouldn't he stop this?
Caesar had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but the woman in front of her was still scolding madly: "You dare to ignore me? You little cowherd, how dare you ignore me? β
"What's so nice about this obviously deceptive trick? Look at me! β
"Do you know how much money I've spent on you during this time? Get down on your knees and lick my feet, or you're dead, you know? You're dead! β
Her fingers kept poking Caesar's face, where did Caesar still have the heart to play this game of playing the cowherd with her at this time, he called himself a gentleman and was unwilling to do anything to a woman, so his jewel-like blue pupils changed suddenly, and his golden golden pupils lit up.
The woman gasped, stumbled back two steps, looked at the TV screen, and said tremblingly, "Golden pupils...... Dragon...... There really are dragons! β
With her earth-shattering scream, the warbler in the room exploded in an instant.
"That's a ......," Caesar clenched his fists, "It's terrible! β
At the same time, everyone around the world who was surfing the Internet and watching TV watched this strange live broadcast, and they were skeptical, but they couldn't take their eyes off it.
Even if it's CG, but, this picture is too real, right?
The man on the screen laughed, walked up to the hill-like corpse, and commanded the camera to take a detailed picture, those dark golden bones, the muscles that were still beating even after death, were so lifelike.
"This is a form of the dragon clan, of course, you can see that she is dead, since I, Lu Mingfei, am going to broadcast live, how can I only show this kind of thing to everyone? Soβ"
The man struck a theatrical pose that he didn't know where he learned: "Next, let's solemnly invite out, living dragons-"
"His name is, Lu Mingze!"
The camera moves quickly, as if searching, and finally slams onto the stage, where one can see a creature in the shape of a cross floating in mid-air.
The picture was enlarged, and the gorgeous scales and hideous barbs appeared in front of everyone, and what made everyone creepy was that the other party was clearly a living thing, although the face like a teenager was a little bruised and swollen, as if he had been beaten, but he could still see the anger in the other party's eyes.
"Is that what you're here for? Wu Xingzhi. The voice of the dragon clan suspended in mid-air was majestic and solemn, and even through the screen, people did not dare to look directly at the dazzling golden eyes.
"Exposing our presence? It's ridiculous, the dragons never care about being exposed, only those ridiculous hybrids hide the existence of the dragons. β
"Lao Tzu called Lu Mingfei, don't shout." The man's face leaned in front of the camera and said, "Don't mind, this dragon seems to have some problems with his brain, so it's better for us to ...... Ahem, in short, you just need to know that my name is Lu Mingfei. β
He patted his head, "By the way, there's a dragon, I almost forgot about her." β
He stretched out his hand and took the initiative to adjust the camera, and a girl dressed in JK appeared in the frame.
"Izanami, don't look at her now, she's actually the corpse just now...... Forget it, this matter is a bit complicated, and we won't go into detail if we don't have much time. β
"Anyway, let's start slaying dragons."
The cold light emitted by the screen was reflected on Ange's face, and he held a glass of whiskey in his hand, and the phone that was placed aside made a frantic and impatient ringtone.
He looked at the screen in silence, his other hand rubbing the knife in his hand.
The phone automatically connected, and a roar came from it.
"Hilbert Jean Angers!" The man on the other side of the phone was obviously extremely angry: "You didn't answer my call!" β
"But you can still force me to pick it up through Norma, can't you?" Ange said lightly.
"What are you doing? Didn't you see that damn live stream? Everything about the dragons is being exposed to the world! Why didn't you stop it! β
"My dear friend." "It's not a question of whether I want to stop it, I don't think anything will change even if I show up on the air. β
"The man on the screenβ"
Ange sighed and drank the whiskey in his glass.
"It's as strong as a walking world-destroying spirit."
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