Chapter 650 The Proud Herzog (Two in One, Please Subscribe)

Moreover, in Lu Mingfei's plan, Yuan Zhisheng and Kazama Ruri were not the candidates who should appear in Hongjing to participate in the final battle.

A fleeting look of reluctance flashed across Yuan Zhisheng's face. With his character, how could he accept the idea of ​​escaping before the decisive battle? But he is really powerless at the moment. Yuan Zhisheng knows in his heart that his brother is right. If the power of "gods" is really robbed by Herzog, they will not be Herzog's opponents at their peak. , not to mention that they are already weak to this point, and staying here will only hinder Lu Mingfei's actions. From an overall and rational perspective, leaving Hongjing now is their best choice.

Kazama Liuli supported Yuan Zhisheng's body and stood up slowly. It seemed that he wanted to leave with Yuan Zhisheng on his back, because he had just been lifted out of a near-death state and was also relieved of the deep dragon transformation. With the passage of strength, Yuan Zhisheng was completely exhausted. He no longer had the strength to move to the Hummer off-road vehicle in the distance alone. He could only rely on Kazama Ruri, who was also weak but could barely move, to help him.

But when Feng Jian Liuli's back turned childish, his expression suddenly changed. A painful expression appeared on Feng Jian Liuli's face. His knee on one side bent uncontrollably, and his whole body fell to his knees. The ground, even the joints, were hit hard by someone.

"Girl, your leg is injured?" Yuan Zhisheng saw the wound on Kazama Liuli's left thigh. Blood had oozed from the wound and dyed his trouser legs red.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly thought that in the dream just now, Yuan Zhisheng cut off a piece of meat from his thigh with a knife, and then told him that if his brother was hungry, he could eat him... That was in the dream, but now Feng Zhisheng Jian Liuli's wounds in reality coincided with those in her dreams.

"The most dangerous part of 'Dream Tapir' is here. The damage caused by the user of 'Dream Tapir' in a nightmare environment will be synchronized in reality...even if the target of this damage is the user of the word spirit himself." Feng Jian Liuli explained to Yuan Zhisheng, and then he gritted his teeth, "It's okay, brother, this small injury is nothing to a mixed race like us. You are more seriously injured than me, I will To take you out of here."

"Child girl..." Yuan Zhisheng murmured with a complicated expression.

After waking up from the dream just now, Yuan Jingnu did not hesitate to cut herself and told him that he could eat her. The scene of him stabbing Yuan Jingnu's heart with a knife ten years ago is still vivid in her mind. What remains unchanged is this boy He always called him "brother", "brother" in a soft tone... His brother was not an evil ghost, but he killed him once for the so-called justice and the fear in his heart. This made Yuan Zhisheng feel deeply in his heart. Deeply sorry and guilty.

"We survived such difficult days when we were young. Brother, you said you wanted to stand out. Now that you have become the leader of the entire Japanese underworld, you finally stand out." Kazama Ruri did not notice Yuan Zhisheng's emotions. Still minding his own business, he said, "I finally meet my brother again. We can continue to live together in the future. Why should I not fight for such a life? Why should we die here?"

At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng finally felt the change in his younger brother. His voice and appearance were indeed that of Yuan Zhisheng, but the boy's tone at this moment was as firm as a knife forged from iron. He had long since lost the tenderness and cowardice of his childhood. The younger brother who was as weak as a girl finally turned into a real man.

"Young girl... you are right." Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath, seemingly throwing away the worries in his heart, his eyes gradually became firm, and his tone was that of the one who swore to his brother on the top of the mountain ten years ago that he would A boy who wants to get ahead, "Stay alive...we all need to survive!"

Fengjian Liuli carried Yuan Zhisheng on his back and walked step by step towards the Hummer off-road vehicle in the distance. Every step he took was slow and difficult, but extremely determined. The two brothers had the same heart again after ten years. How they looked when they were in a small mountain town years ago. The two boys' desire to survive reached its peak at the same time. Heavy rain poured down on them. Every time Kazama Liuli took a step, the blood behind her would mix with the rain and form a meandering pool of blood. .

Finally, Fengjian Liuli carried Yuan Zhisheng on his back to the vicinity of the Hummer off-road vehicle. The escape road was close at hand, and the door symbolizing "life" was within reach... But the next moment, dazzling firelight flashed between Fengjian Liuli and Fengjian Liuli. Yuan Zhisheng's eyes lit up.

The huge roar shattered their eardrums, and the fire burst into the sky. The huge light and heat burned their skin in an instant, and the hot air waves lifted the two boys several meters away... right in the wind. The moment before Liuli and Yuan Zhisheng were about to escape, the Hummer SUV exploded in front of them. Not just one, but all of them. A whole row of steel bars and iron bones burned blazingly, and billowing black smoke rose into the sky. rise.

This is obviously designed, otherwise this kind of military off-road vehicle would not explode for no reason. What's more, these Hummers have been modified by fierce scientific researchers, and their speed and anti-collision capabilities far exceed those of first-class military vehicles. The vehicles all exploded at this moment without any heavy objects hitting or even being touched by anything.

The powerful and emotional tango music suddenly sounded, and the classic medium-tempo two-beat melody reverberated throughout the Hongjing... It is a familiar song, "" written by the famous Austrian light music composer Johann Strauss Jr. the blue Danube".

The brains of Kazama Ruri and Yuan Zhisheng were confused because they were affected by the explosion at close range. They had not yet realized why the remote and uninhabited Hongjing suddenly sounded an elegant and cheerful tango dance music. A figure jumped out of the exploding Hummer off-road. The car group slowly appeared from behind.

This figure was walking with light and joyful steps to the beat of the piano music. It was obvious that he was in a good mood. Behind him was the burning Hummer off-road vehicle. The shadow of his long robe and dance costume was like a clever wild goose flying in the flames. , the blazing flame was like an orange-red background light, making the suddenly appearing figure look slender and tall, like a young aristocrat dancing at a party of the European upper class in the 19th century. .

Kazama Ruri and Yuan Zhisheng raised their heads in confusion. This unbelievable picture kept impacting their brains. No one could figure out how elegant dance music could play in this desolate and dilapidated Hongjing that had just experienced several battles. , where did the aristocratic dancers of the last century come from?

But when they really saw the true face of the figure, Kazama Ruri and Yuan Zhisheng's eyes widened in disbelief, and their eye sockets were about to burst.

It was not a dancer's robe at all, but a white coat for experimentation. Because the flames behind it were so dazzling, the flying hem of the white coat looked like the dancing hem of the robe.

There was no dancing young aristocrat either. His face clearly looked like that of a Japanese old man, with vague Yugoslav features. Judging from his figure, he might be handsome and upright, but the wrinkles on his face indicated that He's senile.

Kazama Ruri and Yuan Zhisheng's eyes widened not because of surprise, but because of anger. The reason for the anger was that the old man's face was so familiar to them that it was almost engraved in their souls. They were attracted to him because of this old man. was born, but their lives were all controlled by this old man. He was indeed the creator of Minamoto and Minamoto, but at the same time he was also the unforgettable enemy of the brothers... Tachibana Masamune, or Wang Jiang, his true identity The name is Herzog.

Dr. Jung von Herzog.

At this moment, Herzog looked different from Tachibana Masamune or as a king. He smiled faintly, and his smile was full of confidence and pride, as if he had gone back to decades ago when he was the youngest member of the German Institute of Biology. PhD and the time when he was the chief researcher of dragon genes in the former Soviet Union.

Herzog is wearing the clothing that has been with him the longest, which is the white lab coat he needs to wear during experiments. His trousers are ironed straight, and the lining collar is stuffed with a golden silk scarf. His hair is silver-white. His hair was slicked back with hair wax and combed back very neatly, and he stood up straight, as handsome as a young man in his early twenties... But the wrinkles and sagging skin on his face showed that he was indeed old, and his weathered eyes His eyes were like two dry wells full of time, and it could be vaguely seen that his handsome face was like a mural that had been corroded and dried by time and was gradually peeling off.

"Be well, my dear children!" Herzog circled around Kazama Ruri and Minamoto. He greeted them cordially. His expensive leather shoes were stained with rain and Kazama Ruri's blood. of soil.

At the end of the dance, Herzog's last step happened to be in front of Fengjian Liuli and Yuan Zhisheng, and the dirty rain accurately splashed on the faces of Fengjian Liuli and Yuan Zhisheng... It was obvious that this old man When he was young, he must have been a top dancer who often attended major banquets.

No, even though he is old now, he still has a dance posture that can impress any tango dancer in the world. His beat, timing and rhythm are all top-notch. It is hard to imagine that this old man used to rely on his handsome face and rhythm when he was young. The perfect dancing posture has conquered many young girls in love.

Faced with Herzog calling him "dear child", both Kazama Ruri and Genzhisheng showed expressions of disgust, disgust and even hatred. This man has always been so hypocritical. He pretended to be Genzhisheng. He pretended to be Ruri Kazama's teacher, and even pretended to be Eri Uesugi's father. He deceived the three brothers and sisters, and deceived the entire Snake Qihachi family for twenty years!

"That's great, keep it like this, I like your expressions now." Herzog leaned down and admired the expressions of Kazama Ruri and Yuan Zhisheng, "Angry, pain, hatred but powerlessness, what an ironic ending. Ah, you are all hybrids with the most noble blood... I can't help but wonder what the expressions of those pedantic and ignorant heads of the Snake Qiba family would be if they saw your humble appearance now."

"I don't know." Kazama Liuli said in a weak but convincing voice, "But at least the family heads fight for the family's justice... Even if they are deceived, they will not show the ugly face of a villain like you who succeeds."

A fleeting gloomy expression flashed across Herzog's face, but he immediately calmed down and smiled again, as if he had thought of something.

"Until the end of your life, you will still remember what I taught you. The more desperate you are in an environment, the more you must use extremely harsh words to influence your opponent's mentality. Only in this way can you find an opportunity to fight back." Herzog He smiled and said to Kazama Ruri, "I have to say that as a student, you have disappointed me as a teacher in all other aspects, but I am very satisfied with you in this aspect... Unfortunately, this method does not work for me."

Herzog raised one foot and crossed Fengjian Liuli's body. He slowly walked behind Fengjian Liuli and Yuan Zhisheng, bent down and pulled out the cherry-red long knife that Fengjian Liuli had inserted into the ground.

Herzog raised the long knife. Of course, he was not looking at the knife. Herzog looked at the creature penetrated by the tip of the knife. The huge single eye of the "Holy Skeleton" was now dim. This mass of original The plump flesh gradually withered and rotted after being absorbed by Kazama Ruri's blood and body fluids. Even in the face of an object like Herzog who could have easily taken away the body, the "sacred bones" were only symbolic openings and closings. After a few clicks of its mouthparts, it became listless, apparently losing the power to control Herzog.

"To be honest, I never thought that a 'god' could be such a creature, but the first time I saw this thing, I understood that a 'god' should be such a creature!" Herzog His eyes showed excitement, "You don't need to have a huge body, you don't need to have strong power, you just need absolute control, tenacious vitality and enough endurance. This is the ultimate creature, isn't it? Conquer the world not with pure strength but with wisdom.”

"Just like you, right?" Yuan Zhisheng suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Herzog turned his head and looked at the young man who once regarded him as his father in surprise, "It's really unexpected. You child, you actually have such a high opinion of me, comparing the ultimate creature to me... …You are smarter than your brother, and I will make your death less painful later.”

"The ultimate creature?" Yuan Zhisheng showed a sarcastic expression, "I have never thought that that parasite-like thing is the ultimate creature. For thousands of years, it has been hiding in the dark trench, not daring to show its face. It’s really disappointing that the white emperor of the Dragon Clan, who could compete with the black emperor thousands of years ago, has turned into this.”

"The same goes for you, Herzog." Yuan Zhisheng continued, "You used the Snake Qiba Family and the Fierce Ghosts as a cover to manipulate your puppets to appear in front of everyone, but you yourself did not dare to show up, because you He doesn’t have the strength himself, nor does he have the courage to become a true king, he is like a rat in the gutter.”