The strongest bodyguard and pretty president

reconciliation?

Paul let out a cold snort from his nose,
He returned to his seat and sat down again, staring at Qin Mu with a pair of eyes.

"I know you are very powerful, but you really shouldn't be involved in our grievances with the top ten families."

"Can you really understand the pain of extermination?"

"Do you know? Blood race is also a race, we just want to live with dignity!"

"I don't want to be seen as different."

"But some people just don't like us and want to drive us to death."

"Do you know what kind of hatred it is?"

The more Paul spoke, the more excited he became, and the hatred in his heart was completely exposed.

That's right, their comeback this time is to take revenge on these self-righteous top ten families.

Taking revenge on these nobles who think they are superior, why are they superior?
contempt for others.

What right do they have to discriminate and destroy a race?
All things in the world are equal.

These so-called nobles always use all kinds of lies to disguise themselves, desperately whitewashing their nobility.

Paul's eyes were full of burning anger,

It was an endless hatred.

He looked at Qin Mu, "You, an outsider, wouldn't understand."

"Back then, so many blood races died tragically by their knives."

"The whole race was almost wiped out by them. The poor survivors were hidden in the cold, dark sewers. Do you know how they survived for more than 200 years?"

Before Qin Mu could speak, he roared, "You don't know, you don't know anything!"

"If you'd been through this pain, this despair, you wouldn't have come and tried to persuade us to reconcile!"

He was like crazy, extreme rage.

Because Qin Mu has already challenged his bottom line.

Qin Mu was very calm, seeing him so angry, lit a cigarette, and listened to his roar.

There is a kind of behavior called self-cultivation, he can be so calm no matter what other people are doing.

Paul finally calmed down, less agitated.

Qin Mu said, "Have you finished?"

After all, Paul is the principal of a college, and he has a culture that is different from ordinary people.

If Qin Mu hadn't touched their bottom line, he wouldn't be so hysterical.

He looked at Qin Mu and said without any expression, "You can go!"

Qin Mu said, "I can leave, but I will give you a piece of advice."

"To be honest, creatures like blood races do look disgusting sometimes."

"With my previous personality, if I see something that is not pleasing to the eye, I will definitely kill it."

"It's like seeing a caterpillar on the side of the road. Don't you just step on it?"

"Maybe that's why people see you as different."

"But no matter what you say, how do you look at this grievance."

"Are there not many human wars, dynasty changes, and genocide in history?"

"If you care about everything, how can there be peace in this world?"

"Not to mention that this happened 200 years ago, and it didn't happen to your generation. If you insist on revenge, you will know the consequences better."

"No matter how the times progress, the world always respects the strong."

"If you think you have enough strength, then do it according to your ideas!"

"I just want to tell you that I hope you don't make the same mistakes again, because you can't afford to lose!"

After all, blood races are rare creatures in this world. Their number is limited and they are easy to be extinct.

And the reproduction is not very fast. The only advantage is that their vitality is tenacious and they can live for a long time.

The blood race has no hatred against him, so it is impossible for Qin Mu to kill them.

Walking out of the principal's office, I met the long-haired middle-aged man head-on.

When the other party saw Qin Mu, he stopped instinctively.

Eyes full of vigilance.

Qin Mu said, "I know it's you, there's no need for you to dodge."

"I also know your name is Mishus."

"You are the only strong man in the blood clan who is not afraid of the sun. Unfortunately, you can't change the world by yourself. Your strength is still too weak."

Qin Mu glanced at him, but Mishus remained silent.

"For the sake of saving Yaqing, I won't kill you!"

Qin Mu walked over and passed him shoulder to shoulder.

"Go back and tell Paul, if he doesn't want the entire blood race to be wiped out, submit to me! I can guarantee your safety."

As soon as the cigarette butt was thrown away, Qin Mu strode away.

Mishus has been standing there in a daze, staring at Qin Mu's powerful back with ecstasy.

He personally experienced Qin Mu's strength last night, and he only needed one palm to slap him to death.

Maybe he was right, he didn't kill himself, just because he saved the Donghua female president.

The brand new Aston Martin outside the school started and drove away.

Leaving Mithes standing there gnashing his teeth, Principal Paul walked out of the office and looked at Aston Martin who was also looking away, "It seems that we have to adjust our plan."

"No, we've been exposed."

Once the blood race's whereabouts are revealed, the consequences will be very serious.

Those natural enemies will come and pester you endlessly.

Their race can no longer stand the toss.

Paul asked, "What are your plans?"

With a dark face, Mishus said fiercely, "Kill these students!"

Paul shook his head, "They are the only bargaining chips in our hands."

Mishus' face became grim, "We don't need these chips anymore."

"I have slaughtered their two families. This kind of hatred cannot be resolved in several lifetimes. Now we only have to carry the hatred to the end."

Paul walked into the office with his hands behind his back, and Mitheus followed.

I only heard Paul say indifferently, "Maybe there is another way."

"Think about it carefully, what is the ultimate goal of our desperate fight?"

Mishus turned cold, "Do you want to negotiate with them?"

Paul said, "This is the ultimate goal. We kill endlessly just to survive."

Mishus' face twisted, "If I kill this Donghua warrior, can you give up this idea?"

"It's right to survive, but my ideal is to rule the world."

"Let the vampires become the highest-level creatures in this world, instead of sharing peace with these disguised nobles."

Paul froze, looking at Metheus with some surprise.

"Do you think this will work?"

"Let's not talk about the power of the top ten families, or the Eastern World, and the countless powerhouses in Western Europe, none of which we can defeat."

"There are many powerful cultivators in Western Europe. As far as I know, Dinah of the S family has cultivated four pairs of angel wings. Once she cultivates twelve wings, she will become the only one in hundreds of years. Step into a god-level figure."

"And in those ancient families, there are also ancient strong men that we will never know. Are you really determined to keep killing?"

Mishus' face contorted for a while, and he slapped his palm on the desk fiercely, saying brutally, "I don't accept it!"