Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 487 The Angry Dragon King

Chen Yan wanted to hide and let others deal with Han Qiu.

However, he could not avoid the slap, which landed squarely on his face and knocked out his teeth.

There were a few teeth mixed in with the blood and saliva.

It's not over yet. Han Qiu grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, using him in front of him as a shield.

"You like hostage-taking, don't you?" Han Qiu controlled him, his anger causing him to smile. He stared at the people retreating around him with a smile, "Come on, shoot at me."

The overly dense bullets and artillery fire made Han Qiu feel uncomfortable. His injuries were obvious and blood was flowing down his ankles.

Although the body was squeezing out the bullets and the bullet holes were healing, the fact was that he was in a mess.

The various body-strengthening words and spirits also have their limits, and the combination of modern technology and alchemical techniques allows the hybrids' offensive to be continuous.

If Han Qiu could continue to maintain his strength as the Dragon King, he would indeed be fearless of most attacks.

The people in the Chen family also noticed that Han Qiu's condition had deteriorated and he was no longer as invincible as at the beginning.

"Look at them. They don't dare to move because they are afraid that you will die." Han Qiu leaned close to Chen Yan's ear and whispered, "How is it? Is it fun to take hostages? I think it is quite fun. You should have a high status in the Chen family, right? Otherwise, they would not have stopped fighting. Unimportant people can be sacrificed. You think so, right?"

Han Qiu's guess was correct. Chen Yan's status in the Chen family was indeed quite high. He could almost be called the number one person under the head of the family and the future head of the Chen family.

If Lotte Chen had not lived too long and was unwilling to give up power, the position of head of the family would have long been occupied by Chen Yan.

Chen Jia is not like Gattuso, and Chen Yan is not Pompey, although the two are of similar age.

"Everyone, keep attacking, don't worry about me." Chen Yan roared.

Han Qiu patted Chen Yan's face and said, "You are quite courageous, but it's a pity that they don't listen to you. What do you think we should do?"

Such words stimulated those ants. Someone fired the first shot, followed by the second and third shots... The paused gunfire began again.

Han Qiu didn't know how to evaluate these people from the Chen family. Perhaps they were indeed excellent fighters who would fight until their death.

But Han Qiu couldn't do such a thing. Maybe it was because of their different standpoints. Han Qiu didn't stand on the side of the mixed-race people, so when he saw his mother being held hostage, he couldn't pull the trigger like these people did.

This is the simplest and most direct solution. It requires decisiveness and non-greed, and sacrifice is necessary.

But Han Qiu didn't want to sacrifice anyone. He didn't even really want Chen Yan to act as a human shield. After all, he was Nuonuo's father. If he killed him... it would be better not to kill him.

Let the senior sister solve the cause and effect of the matter. It won’t be too late to kill her after finding out the truth.

Han Qiu took Chen Yan into the building that Lotte Chen had entered. The extremely luxurious furnishings were in disarray and badly damaged because of the battle.

Han Qiu spat out the blood in his mouth and cursed: "You are so rich but you still bully a middle-aged woman. You are really conscienceless."

The guys outside didn't dare to rush in rashly, and started a crazy move. The continuous artillery fire caused the earth to shake. The main hall shook violently and it was in danger of collapsing at any time.

"You guys are really awesome. Aren't you afraid that this kind of fighting style will be on the news tomorrow?" Han Qiu slapped Chen Yan and asked.

Chen Yan remained silent and did not respond.

"I'm asking you a question!" Han Qiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slapped him again, and took the opportunity to read Chen Yan's memory.

I thought it would be much easier to catch the leader first and find an old guy like Lotte Chen, but who knew there would be so many follow-ups.

If Han Qiu had known this in advance, he would not have looked for the old guy.

Finding Caesar's future father-in-law is easier than finding the old guy, although Chen Yan doesn't know much.

Han Qiu only saw some fragments in Chen Yan's memory, such as that there was an underground palace hidden under this main hall, and that Chen Yan had followed Lotte Chen's arrangement and carried an unconscious young woman into a strange pool.

Han Qiu had never seen this young woman before, but the strange pool seemed familiar. The patterns in the pool were somewhat similar to the Well of Annihilation in the academy's ice cellar. They should all be alchemical matrices.

Perhaps he didn't read enough books in his daily life. Han Qiu has secretly made up his mind that after this matter is over, he will make up for his lack of knowledge in alchemy, otherwise it will be a lot of things that he can't understand.

"What did you do to me?" Chen Yan asked.

Han Qiu crushed the bones of Chen Yan's hands and feet and threw him to a corner.

"Just checking some things." Han Qiu stared at him and shook his head in disappointment. "I don't know if you know nothing or someone has tampered with your memory. I didn't find what I wanted. However, I have a clue. I can continue to investigate. Thank you."

"You are investigating Nuonuo's affairs." Chen Yan suddenly said.

Han Qiu stopped walking and said to Chen Yan with his back to him, "Yes."

"It's interesting that this matter can actually arouse the curiosity of the first generation of kings." Chen Yan smiled with a little fatigue.

Han Qiu became interested and went back to Chen Yan to check his memory again. There was no difference from the previous time.

It’s strange, since there’s no problem with the memory, then what does Chen Yan’s words mean?

"Do you know something?" Han Qiu asked calmly.

Chen Yan glared at Han Qiu fiercely and remained silent.

There was no point in talking to this weirdo. Han Qiu pretended to turn around, then suddenly turned back and slapped Chen Yan in the face, knocking him unconscious.

"You won't cooperate when you're talked to nicely, and you insist on sleeping with me, you idiot." All the anger in his body came out in just one curse.

Then he continued to walk towards the entrance of the underground palace. The entrance to the underground palace was in Chen Yan's memory.

It seems that these hybrids all like to build underground structures. The academy has an ice cellar, and there are also hidden secrets underneath the Genji Heavy Industries of the Snake Eight Families.

The Chen family is doing the same thing now.

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense. Mixed-bloods cannot be seen in the world of ordinary people, and some things can only be kept underground.

Imagine if someone was conducting alchemical research or dissecting dragon corpses on the ground in San Francisco... that scene, that commotion, even if the government was bought off by the Chen family, the people would have sharp eyes.

The roof of the palace was blown off by artillery fire and several rockets were fired from helicopters.

Han Qiu glanced around coldly, and the power of cause and effect erupted again. At this moment, he once again stepped onto the position that symbolized power and authority.

"go back!"

With a loud shout, the rocket was deflected by the air flow and exploded in the dark night like a brilliant firework.

Since these people are so confident, let them be even more confident. If the residents within a radius of 50 kilometers cannot see the explosion at that high speed, their eyes will be gouged out.

What you hear is not as good as what you see. Now that you have seen it, if you are not surprised now, you will never have the chance to be surprised again.

Han Qiu punched the wall, which was the location of the secret door of the underground palace.

Behind the brick layer was a thick alloy steel plate, which was so strong that it was blown open by a punch.