"I have no different intentions towards you, Sister Tang..." Mo Qiuran said.

"Stop," Tang Zi shouted, "Not this."

"Your beauty reminds me of a poem, which is beautiful for thousands of years, and is beautiful for the eyes; it is beautiful for the whole country and the city is amazing, and it is amazing for the whole world." Mo Qiuran said.

"This poem sounds pretty good, but I don't want to listen to this." This time, Tang Zi said it after Mo Qiuran finished speaking.

"you……"

"Think about it," Tang Zi narrowed her eyes, the dangerous aura became stronger and stronger, "It's only three things."

"I found someone secretly entered my room and I found him. Then I chased him and fought with the other party and asked for compensation if he won." Mo Qiuran immediately finished speaking.

"Didn't kill anyone?" Sister Tang asked.

"No, how could a socialist successor like me do such a law-breaking thing!" Mo Qiuran straightened his back and looked like "I'm a good and good boy."

"Kill if you should," said Tang Zi, "but you should also be responsible."

"The main reason is that the other party didn't seem to have the intention to kill me at the beginning, and I was almost exhausted at that time. If I killed her, I would be unconscious there. If she had teammates nearby, I would be in danger." Mo Qiuran nodded and said.

"Don't I need to vent my anger for you?" Tang Zi asked.

"No, no, now it's barely considered a cooperative relationship. There is an organization with great energy behind her, which should be helpful to my future affairs." Mo Qiuran scratched her head and said.

"Just have your own plans," Tang Zi said softly, "Don't trust others easily. Some people who don't betray you may just be profitable."

"I understand, I understand!" Mo Qiuran nodded like pounding garlic, "I only believe in Sister Tang!"

"And your best friend in the deskmate?" Tang Zi smiled teasingly.

"It's different." Mo Qiuran raised her eyebrows and whispered, her eyes burning.

The atmosphere around suddenly began to change in a certain direction, so rich that it made people breathless.

"You know how to be skinny, you know how to be skinny!" Tang Zi's method of breaking the deadlock was very simple. She leaned forward and twisted Mo Qiuran's soft flesh on his waist and then rotated it. Since she had attacked this last time, she no longer twisted Mo Qiuran's ears.

"Ah! It hurts! I was wrong!" Mo Qiuran admitted his mistake repeatedly.

"Hmph!" Tang Zi then moved the chair away, sat on the other side of the sofa, and then took a kraft paper file bag from one side and threw it to Mo Qiuran.

"What is this?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"I originally thought that when you go to Kassel Academy, you will naturally understand something, and the people there will also teach you that the first college of the mixed race is not a false reputation, but the faculty is strong enough to allow you to grow, so that you can still live your last ordinary and relaxed life, but I didn't expect that you would be trapped in such a thing so soon, plus that knife... It seems that your bloodline level and control of the Spirit are far higher than I thought."

Tang Zi glanced at Mo Qiuran with complicated eyes and said softly, "Some roads always need to be taken by yourself, so I will not interfere with your decisions, but I can give you some experience in advance."

"I actually..." Mo Qiuran opened her mouth and wanted to say something.

"Everyone has a secret, don't even tell the person you trust the most," said Tang Zi, "You will tell me what you should say, right?"

"Yes." Mo Qiuran nodded.

"Then don't say it. I will know when I should know it," said Tang Zi, "just like you will know my secret when you should know it."

"I actually don't mind now." Mo Qiuran felt in an instant.

"You are still naughty, right?" Tang Zi tried to twist her head.

"No," Mo Qiuran shook his head repeatedly, picked up the kraft paper file bag to change the topic, "So what's in it?"

"The world of hybrid species is much more cruel than the real world. Some hybrid species will easily rely on their powerful power to commit crimes after their vision awakening, while others simply have their dragon blood concentration too high. The dragon blood in their bodies gradually erodes human blood, so they become deadpools who only know how to desire flesh and blood." Tang Zi said.

"There are scales and bone spurs all over the body?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Yes... you... were you hitting something before?" Tang Zi frowned.

"It should be different. That person... seems to be able to control himself, and finally changed back." Mo Qiuran said.

"If you control some kind of taboo technique, it's impossible... It seems that you may have encountered an organization with a relatively large amount of energy, but if you have plans, I won't get involved for now," said Tang Zi. "Deadpool is the final version of that kind of thing, that is, when dragon blood almost completely erodes human blood."

"The final version?"

"The human genes are vulnerable to the dragon genes, but when only the last bit remains, it will show amazing toughness, just like it is easy to crush bread slag with a hydraulic machine, but it is absolutely impossible to crush the bread slag," said Tang Zi. "So people cannot become dragons, they will only become deadpools, have no consciousness and wisdom, only know how to swallow flesh and blood, but they also have bodies and spirits similar to dragons."

"It sounds a bit like an ultra-enhanced version of zombies! Will you get infected if you bite this kind of thing?" Mo Qiuran took a breath.

"Dragon blood is extremely corrosive. It is best not to be touched by this thing to flesh or spread out. Otherwise, animals and plants may change due to contacting this thing." Tang Zi said.

"No wonder..." Mo Qiuran remembered what happened before.

"What's no wonder?"

So Mo Qiuran told Tang Zi the shocking scene of the group of professional men in suits coming to dig the soil.

"You also know the aftermath... Your judgment is correct. Being able to use MINT services is considered an organization with good energy." Tang Zi nodded.

"Then the things in this file bag are..." Mo Qiuran seemed to realize something.

"This is the information that a mixed-race species has fallen into the Deadpool crime. It has not been arrested yet," Tang Zi said lightly, "Take it back and read it. Don't spread it. I have checked your health and there is no problem, so tomorrow, I will take you to kill someone."

...

"elder brother."

Here comes!

Lu Mingfei, a salted fish, turned over and sat up, and he had to start first without saying a word.

He had already conceived many steps in his brain to take action. It was roughly divided into two steps. After getting out of bed, he rushed to the computer desk, and then kicked the little boy down in the second step!

Just kicking off the stool, Lu Mingfei felt that he was quite kind, and that little boy wanted to kick him off the cliff!

He even kicked so many times!

What's wrong with taking revenge once!

So he did the steps he expected, and rushed out of bed, and had no time to put on his shoes before he could even rush to the little boy... But a series of previews that had only two steps stopped when the second step was about to be executed, because the boy's posture was different from before.

He squatted on the chair with his knees in his arms, looking out the window, as if he was in a daze. What was shot in the window was not the morning light but the sunset. In the last light, two lines of tears were flowing through the boy's cheek.

Lu Mingfei tried hard in his heart to tell himself that he must be pretending to be pitiful... However, in the end the boy's tears pinched his heart like a huge sadness, which made him slow down and come to the boy's side.

"Hey, don't think you can cry as much as you are a child. Men don't know if they have tears. I have never cried before." Lu Mingfei comforted a little clumsyly, and for a moment he was a little restrained. "Do you miss home? But at least you have to tell me what your surname is, who lives in me to send you back, otherwise others will think I'm a trafficking company when I take you on the road..."

"Brother." The boy whispered.

"ah?"

"Can you answer me a question?" The boy turned his head and looked at Lu Mingfei. The golden eyes in his eyes were slightly dim compared to before.

"What?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"Do you have children?" the boy asked softly.

So the two of them were silent for about several minutes next time.

During these few minutes, Lu Mingfei has been thinking about a question: Is his hearing blurry?

"Do you have children?" the boy asked again.

Lu Mingfei felt that he had heard it clearly, and he was so clear that he could not be clearer.

So Lu Mingfei felt that he should be crazy, or the boy was crazy, because Lu Mingfei seemed to feel that he could hear... resentment??!

God is so fucking resentment!

"Hey, Nian Fang Shiqi has no girlfriend yet. She has been solo since she was born. Where did you tell me that I have a son and a daughter? Please tell me who their mother is first so that I can find her!" Lu Mingfei looked speechless.

"...Yes," the boy turned his head in dismay when he heard this, "You are not him yet, how could you know?"

"Little brother, you really have to go and see your head!" Lu Mingfei solemnly planned to reach out and pat the boy's shoulder, and then the next second the familiar feeling of falling came again.

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and didn't even scream.
Chapter completed!