Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 335 The Most Painful Thing

When you get along for a long time, you will have a tacit understanding, not to mention between the best of the best.

Xia Mi said it deliberately, and Han Qiu answered it deliberately.

The moment their eyes met, they both understood.

Xia Mi wanted to figure out the things that were not stated in Han Qiu's plan, as well as the reasons why Han Qiu was so sure about some things.

The Eight Clans of Sheqi are the authorities, but Xia Mi is not.

She believed that Han Qiu had the ability to know the situation in Hokkaido very early on. With this belief, she could naturally see through the mastermind behind the incident.

"I think we should retreat first. This thing is too weird." Xia Mi moved faster than he spoke.

Several family heads were preparing to move forward a second ago, but when they saw Xia Mi rushing back, they were a little confused for a moment.

When I saw Han Qiu running to the back, I knew what to do.

In the winding passage, countless white filaments chased the large army that was attacking the White King.

This thing is fine in all other aspects, but it has a special attack effect against the descendants of the White King, and it won't let go of any Deadpool along the way.

The stupid thing with no IQ crawled on the ground waiting to die, dying again and again.

Han Qiu held on alone, with a flamethrower in his left hand and a high-explosive grenade in his right hand. If the words of the gods were ineffective, he would rely on technology and alchemy. What was there to panic about?

No, the academy teaches the Dragon Breath Spear.

It hasn't been long since I left the academy, but I've already returned everything.

Seeing that Sakurai Kogure was about to be caught up by Xisi not far away, Han Qiu swung his sword gracefully.

The silk was like a tide, but the tide could not drown the monster Han Qiu.

"Hurry up." Han Qiu saw Xia Mi waiting for everyone to pass in front of the next metal door.

The humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex tried to pull out the closed metal door with his bare hands.

Hiss... Senior brother is silent again, and I can't beat him. What should I do next...

"Aren't you leaving?" Sakurai Kogure asked.

Han Qiu opened his arms and let the thin threads submerge him, "Let me show off a little bit, I've been waiting for this moment."

Pulling open the grenade and then lighting a cigarette, he takes a puff and is as good as a living god.

After Sakurai Kogure escaped, Xia Mi suddenly exerted force.

With a clang, the metal door slammed shut.

Han Qiu had cold sweat on his forehead and leaned against the door and cursed: "Xia Mi, are you crazy? I haven't even come in yet."

"You still can't get in when there's Time Zero, so go find Principal Angers and admit your punishment for bringing shame to Time Zero." Xia Mi retorted.

Ever since Han Qiu came back, the atmosphere of the entire team has become wrong.

It's no longer as solemn as before, but more lighthearted.

"It should be safe now." Han Qiu patted the metal door. "Rest. I'll keep an eye on it."

The people from the Eight Clans of Sheqi did not dare to stop there and moved forward for a distance.

Fuma Kotaro put down Minamoto Chisei, and the heads of the families all came over.

He breathed a sigh of relief after a quick check of his injuries. It was just exhaustion and weakness caused by the words.

If we hadn't gone back to rescue people and released the 'kingship', the situation would have been much better.

This is what a stubborn bull is like.

"You seemed to say that he has a sense of propriety." Sakurai Kogure joked beside Xia Mi.

"I can only say that when it comes to judging people, I'm no match for Han Qiu." Xia Mi curled her lips indifferently.

"That's what I said." Han Qiu squatted in front of Yuan Zhisheng, "Is it okay? Sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay, how are they?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"We've arrived at the hotel."

Not only Yuan Zhisheng had a headache, Han Qiu suffered even more.

In order to ensure the battle situation, several eyes must be kept on watch.

"Thank you, Mr. Han." Yuan Zhisheng said this, and the entire Sheqi Eight Clans bowed their heads to Han Qiu.

"It's too early to say that." Han Qiu said with a smile: "I've already said that your Word Spirit is a useless Word Spirit, why do you still need to use it?"

Yuan Zhisheng was unable to refute and could only talk about the situation he encountered: "Everything went smoothly when I first came in this time, but later I was surrounded by Deadpool..."

"Those things are not so intelligent that they can formulate tactics," Han Qiu said, "but they can follow orders."

"How do we deploy now?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"You have to understand the situation first before you know how to deploy. Principal Ange has already led people to Hokkaido. Not only the academy, but all the mixed-bloods in the world are waiting for this excitement. Because the situation is not under the control of the academy, the secret party plans to use nuclear bombs to solve the problem. Bury the White King, me, and Jörmungandr in Hokkaido." Han Qiu pointed at several family heads with his finger again, "If you want to run, it's not too late."

"Run?" Fuma Kotaro thought Han Qiu's words were an insult to the Snake Eight Clan, "Bomb Hokkaido, do they dare?"

"They dare." Inuyama He said calmly: "In order to slay the dragon, the secret party can do such a thing."

Fuma Kotaro didn't expect that his own people would refute him, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

No one has a better say about Ange's madness than Inuyama He.

And there is nothing unreasonable about such a decision. Even without Han Qiu and Jörmungandr, the White King's status is enough to withstand a nuclear bomb.

Fuma Kotaro just didn't want the Sheqi Eight Clan to be too embarrassed in front of Han Qiu.

"Let me say something else." Han Qiu's mood darkened. "The current condition of the gods is better than we expected. It is not clear whether all the corpses in the gods' burial place were killed. If there are any left, they will definitely rush over when they sense the coming of the gods. By then, Hokkaido will be the kingdom of dragons, the second Takama-ga-hara..."

"How do you know?" asked Miyamoto Shio.

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. You can go and check it out," said Han Qiu.

"I believe it." Yuan Zhisheng said immediately: "I believe it, and I represent the Sheqi Eight Clan in believing it."

"I am only getting involved in this mess for your sake." Han Qiu sat on the ground. "I know what you are determined to do. I will not stop you. I will only give you another choice. You have already faced God. Although it is only the tip of the iceberg, that disgusting tentacle is powerful enough for you to face. If you still want to die, I am not sure how many people I can save."

Han Qiu's tone suddenly changed, and he became cheerful again: "Of course, you can also use your lives to pave a way and send the emperor you are confident in before the gods, so that you can have a fair warrior duel."

His tone changed again, turning into sarcasm: "Are you kidding me? Do you plan to rely on the current Minamoto Chisei, or bring Uesugi Yue, or Eri, over? Oh, yeah, I almost forgot, you still have a lot of heavy weapons, a lot of Vulcan cannons."

He changed his tone to contemplative again, "Some fights are possible. We must fight, and we may even try to gain something even if we have to sacrifice all our capital. But we don't know what to do after this battle. The most painful thing in the world is that people die without spending all their money. No, that's not the most painful thing. The most painful thing is that the emperor is still alive, and he has no capital to be independent, so he can only be conquered. His proud bloodline will be used for research, which is really painful."

Han Qiu rubbed his cheek and stopped talking.

Xia Mi didn’t know that Han Qiu had such a crazy side. This was the first time she saw it.

Under normal circumstances, she would have definitely complained a few words, but at this critical moment, she just sneered a few times.