Know Yourself in the Dragon World

"People have different physiques," Han Qiu explained.

"Humans? There are no hybrids of this level."

"Is there a being like you?"

The man's hands slowly clenched, and murderous intent emanated from them.

Seeing this, Han Qiu threw the box in his hand to the man and said, "I know you want this, so I'll give it to you."

"Who are you?" the man asked, taking the box.

"Let's chat?" Han Qiu looked around. "But it's better not here. I know there's an abandoned building, on the rooftop. How about that?"

"lead the way."

"I need to know how to address you. It can't be... yeah..."

"In the courtyard." The man interrupted Han Qiu and asked, "What about you?"

"Eddie Peng."

"..."

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"You are too slow."

'Atrium' stood on the edge of the roof of the abandoned building with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at Han Qiu who was walking towards him.

After following Han Qiu for a distance, 'Atrium' saw the building and quickly surpassed Han Qiu.

"You are too fast." Han Qiu said with a smile.

"who are you?"

'Atrium' directly asked the most critical question.

"Unfortunately, I can't disclose it," Han Qiu replied.

It was a rather strange scene, with two guys wearing McDonald's packaging bags on their heads standing on the roof of an abandoned building.

The summer wind blows in gusts, but it can't get rid of the scorching heat.

"I can beat you until you reveal what you have revealed." 'Midgard' sneered.

"I don't question that. I'm no match for you, but killing me won't do you any good. You're smart enough not to do that." Han Qiu said, "I just helped you solve a problem. When you get to South Station, I'm afraid Raymond will be waiting for the train."

'Atrium' remained silent. Indeed, when he arrived, Raymond and Han Qiu had already started fighting.

He (she) can only follow all the way into the alley.

"I also have a way to take that box." said 'Mid-court'.

"I know. I said I won't question your ability." Han Qiu waved his hand, "But I'm still willing to help you."

It's also a favor to Raymond.

"Then... why did you help me?" Zhongting asked, "Do we know each other?"

"I know you as an acquaintance. I just know you better." Han Qiu's tone suddenly became serious, "About you, about your brother, about... Chu Zihang."

"Zhongting" attacked instantly, and Han Qiu didn't have time to react before he was slapped hard on the chest.

If it weren't for 'Zhongting' controlling the strength, this move might have directly cost Han Qiu his life.

Han Qiu's McDonald's packaging bag and hood were also taken off.

Looking at Han Qiu's face, 'Zhongting' exclaimed: "Is it you?"

"Oh my god, can you be a little gentler?" Han Qiu sat on the ground and swallowed the blood that was gushing out. "Why do you have to be so frank? Jörmungandr, Xia Mi-san?"

"Hey, don't rush to attack me. I don't represent the academy." Han Qiu stood up with the help of others, fearing that the 'Atrium' would kill him. "Look, what do I have?"

'The Courtyard' felt a familiar breath, coming from the eternal flame, burning on Han Qiu's body, one ball, no, two balls.

Only an equally noble being can see it.

"Norton, Constantine?" 'Midgard' shouted in shock.

Han Qiu put away the power that did not belong to him. He could not use it. He just wanted to show his identity. "You should know their experience."

"All I know is that they should have died completely." 'Midgard' responded.

"That's true, but I saved them." Han Qiu said, "So, am I awesome?"

"..."

"I got involved in this matter in order to discuss cooperation with you." Han Qiu said, "You are smarter and most human."

"Cooperation?" asked the 'Atrium': "Are you qualified?"

"It doesn't matter whether you are worthy or not. What matters is whether you want to live with your brother."

"Can't I do it myself? Do I need to rely on you?"

Han Qiu was really irritated by this guy. Is the first generation king so great? Can the first generation king look down on others? Is the good-looking first generation king awesome?

"Do you think you have done it perfectly?" Han Qiu said unhappily, "Your growth has always been under their eyes. The information in your hand is just the bait to lure you out. Your Nibelungen is open to anyone who wants to enter. They just leave you for newbies to gain experience and are too lazy to deal with you."

"What...what do you mean?"

"Let me talk to her." Mr. Han suddenly jumped out and stood between Han Qiu and the 'atrium'. "Is this rooftop the place you chose?"

"Yes." Han Qiu said proudly, "I learned it from Tony Leung Chiu-wai."

"Who are you?" 'Mid-Atrium' was even more confused. "You have no physical body, and you have abilities that I cannot grasp. Your appearance directly stares at my authority. There are only three such people in history. Who are you?"

"Mr. Han." Mr. Han smiled elegantly.

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"Principal, yes, that's the situation." Professor Schneider's voice was low and hoarse, "The information was stolen, Raymond was injured and just woke up."

"Did he see clearly who the murderer was?" Angé asked on the other end of the phone.

Unable to tell Ange's emotions, Professor Schneider just hoped that Ange would not be too angry.

That's what the school directors want... top-level 'SS' information.

"No, according to Raymond, he was forced back by a masked man with a 'ghost' before he could enter the South Station. The masked man put a McDonald's bag over his head."

"McDonald's packaging bag?" Angers was a little puzzled. "Apart from what you said, are there any other features?"

"Yes, Raymond said that the other party possesses multiple Word Spirits, and even his 'Burning Sun'."

"Got it." Angers ordered, "Don't make this public. It will be troublesome if it attracts the attention of the school directors."

"So, Headmaster, shall we handle this privately?"

"You are the head of the executive department, so I'll leave it to you. If Raymond is injured, Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei, and Han Qiu are all in that city."

"learn."

"Take back the information, and at the same time... investigate who did it."

Ange hung up the phone, picked up the glass and drank it all, then he fell into deep thought.

He was a little puzzled. That guy was very smart. With his strength, there was no need for a head-on fight, let alone using so many words at once.

Logically, there wouldn't be so many traces left, and there wouldn't be witnesses.

Pretending? Maybe, but something didn't feel right.

Even if it is a disguise, there is no need to leave too much evidence.

The less evidence there is, the more convincing the disguise can be.

If there are too many, it will be easier to find clues.

"Perhaps I overestimated her intelligence." Angers pondered, "Or perhaps, things have gone beyond my expectations."

"Old Cowboy, how are the blood tests for Han Qiu, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei?" Angé shouted.

"Except Han Qiu, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang all have some problems." Flamel walked out of the laboratory, "Go in and take a look yourself, the results are on the computer."