The beginning of the dragon race on the Maybach

Chapter 313 Bondarev's Purpose

Chen Hongjian nodded and walked through the long corridor with shelves reaching to the roof on both sides.He casually glanced at the exhibits on the shelf, and suddenly felt that he was not visiting the warehouse where Herzog's relics were stored, but wandering in a dragon's lair.

According to Western mythology, dragons are creatures that love to collect treasures, and those treasures are piled up in the dragon's lair, and several small warehouses in this huge warehouse are full of Herzog's collection.He collects everything from Buddha statues in the Nara period to classical erotic paintings, as well as about 5000 rare books, 6000 out-of-print vinyl records, and Easter eggs made by Faberge, the jeweler of the desert emperor. Here are 8 pieces , there are about 600 antique mechanical watches...

Chen Hongjian saw an unlocked nanmu box, patted the top of the box, and heard a dull sound, obviously it was full of things.When Chen Hongjian opened the box, the scene that greeted his eyes made him feel dizzy and his stomach twitched for a person who was used to life, death and killing.

"vomit!"

Chen Hongjian supported the wall, retching.And Yasha on the side seemed to have expected it, put wet wipes and mineral water on the ground, and patted Chen Hongjian's back.

"I didn't expect that even you would be like this. But it's better than me. The guy Crow and I didn't eat for a whole day when we saw this whole box of hair for the first time. We couldn't help vomiting when we saw food in the shape of ramen. Even The former King of Shadows temporarily closed the ramen shop for a week."

Chen Hongjian took a few sips of water and said slowly, "What's going on here?"

"It's all women's hair."

Yasha lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and said: "The old man has a strong interest in women, and he will keep a lock of the other party's hair after the affair is over. Don't get me wrong, it's not a token of love. He keeps these hairs for As a trophy, it is like the cannibal tribe keeping the heads of their enemies, because he will kill those women to prevent his image of justice from being destroyed."

"Oh shit!"

Chen Hongjian moved the nanmu box to the gate of the warehouse, a fiery red light flashed in his hand, and the flame ignited the whole nanmu box.

"Does he think he is the second Rasputin? What a disgusting insect (zhi fourth sound, "insect" refers to a lowly person)!"

As an unprecedented prostitute, it is said that he has slept with all the noble girls in Russia. With his miraculous hypnotism, any girl who is seen by his blue eyes will involuntarily undress and sacrifice herself.If he had sex with his wife, Rasputin would keep a lock of her hair. When XXXX demolished the house he lived in in 1977, he found boxes and boxes of hair in the garden.In the end, he also died of this weakness. He went to Prince Yusupov's banquet because he coveted the enchanting and beautiful prince's wife, but died under the murder of Prince Yusupov.

"Forget it, I gave up searching. Yasha, tell me where Herzog's written materials are. I want all the diaries, research reports, manuscripts and the like."

"We've sorted and collected all these things." Yasha lifted the cover from the huge bookcase, and a full cabinet was covered with a thin layer of dust.I'm afraid you won't be able to finish reading. The crow lifted the cloth on the huge bookcase, and a cabinet full of volumes appeared in front of their eyes. It's just that these materials seemed to be covered with a thin layer of dust because they hadn't been touched and cleaned for a long time.

"Haven't you tried to read these materials, there is so much dust?"

Chen Hongjian snapped his fingers, and a gust of wind penetrated into the bookcase through the gaps in the bookcase, and gently turned every page of all the written materials inside, gathering the dust together, drilled out of the gaps in the bookcase, and entered the bookcase. In the trash can outside the warehouse gate.

Yasha spread his hands: "Of course it's impossible. In fact, His Royal Highness asked Miyamoto Shio to organize an investigation team and gather trusted researchers in the family. But since Herzog never uses electronic archives, only through handwriting Records, and they all use sketch symbols, so no one has deciphered his materials so far. So after backing up, we put this bookcase here and strictly guard it, and no one is allowed to touch it."

"Indeed, it's like a ghost drawing talisman."

Chen Hongjian felt a little headache when he looked at the whole page of written materials.Although he has more power than Xia Mi, his knowledge in alchemy and other aspects is still far inferior to Xia Mi, the original first-generation species.It's just that he originally didn't want Xia Mi to show up outside Genji Heavy Industries at will. After all, she is the king of the earth and the mountain. It is hard to guarantee that there are some ambitious people hiding in dark corners in Japan. But under the current situation, he has to He called Xia Mi for help.

After Xia Mi arrived at the warehouse, he took out a file and read it intently for a while, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes frowning, and sometimes sighing.

"The Bajia of Snake Qi cannot be interpreted not only because of the shorthand symbols, but also because the content inside is too profound. Just like Albert Einstein, the elder of the secret party, his general theory of relativity is rare in this world. Individuals can understand it. And in the study of dragons, experts at his level or above him are also required to interpret these materials."

Chen Hongjian looked happy. Is there anyone who can surpass the first generation of dragons in research?

"Moreover, there are two kinds of handwriting in the written materials. Although they are very similar, it can be seen from the subtleties of the strokes that I use a completely different power than others. In addition, Herzog admitted that he inherited Bondarev's legacy. From the experimental notes, it can be concluded that Bondarev is the one who really understands the dragons and the blood of the White King, and Herzog is indeed only standing on Bondarev's shoulders."

"But here comes the problem. Researchers in any field have achieved breakthroughs based on the achievements of their predecessors. But for the blood of the White King, at least at the beginning, no one knew the existence of the blood of the White King, and there was nothing wrong with it." People go to study the blood of the White King, how did Bondarev study the blood of the White King so thoroughly, and have a deeper understanding of the White King than you descendants of the White King.

The same is true about the secrets of the dragon clan. His understanding of the dragon clan is far better than that of the secret party. Knowing the secrets of the ancient city of thousands of years under the sea of ​​Japan and the embryo of the White King that even Uesugi Koshi, the former movie king, did not know, and even the experimental data left by him can help Herzog become the new White King. "

Xia Mi's analysis was very thorough, and Yasha also heard some of the problems.

"According to the part of Herzog's diary they deciphered, Bondarev once claimed to be a descendant of the Romanov dynasty, but his KGB identity was later verified by Herzog as false, and he provided The KGB file is also fake. But Bondarev can still spend a lot of money for his own experiments, and there are so many knowledge reserves..."

"That is to say, there is probably another organization behind Bondarev, an organization out of the sight of the secret party, an organization that has studied dragons for hundreds of thousands of years!"

Yasha slapped his palm with a fist, feeling as if there was a spiritual light wandering in his brain, and he was only a little short of being able to catch this spiritual light.

"Don't be stupid, how could he be a descendant of the Romanov Dynasty."

Chen Hongjian patted Yasha on the shoulder, signaling him to relax.Even if Yasha is not the former Wuxia Amon, he will definitely not be as good at analysis as the crow.

"If he is a descendant of the Romanov dynasty, then it means that the fact that there is a white king embryo in the seabed of Japan was known through his fathers. Will the half-breed desert emperor keep Japan?"

Yasha replied without hesitation: "I will immediately send people to attack Japan. Japan was still very weak at that time, and it was absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the Romanov dynasty."

"Yes, but at that time the Romanov Dynasty chose to establish the Black Sea Fleet to march westward. Just imagine, if the desert emperor knew that the remains of the White King were in Japan, and if he obtained the remains, he might inherit the status of the White King, then he would do whatever it takes Occupy Japan and monopolize the legacy of the White King!"

"But another question came one after another. If there was an organization behind Bondarev, why didn't there be any movement after Bondarev's death? Why did they just ignore the remains of the white king and the ancient dragon that had been captured?" Embryo? And is Bondarev really dead? A hybrid who was at least A-rank died after being shot by a submachine gun through the cabin?"

"Moreover, why did Bondarev explain his plan so clearly in his notebook, and even explained it in many places, as if it was reserved for others to read in case the other party could not understand. And later, Herzo Ge just copied Bondarev's plan as it was, and he simply evolved into the White King step by step under Bondarev's guidance!"

"If Bondarev is not dead, then what is he trying to do? Why bother to study these and give the results to his opponents?"

Chen Hongjian's arrow-like questions caused Yasha's brain to completely shut down. Yasha felt his eyes were red, and the word "warning" even echoed in his ears.

"I shouldn't have come, I should have let the crow come to communicate with you, he has too little brain." Yasha said with a wry smile, covering his head.

On the outskirts of Rome, in the vast alfalfa field, there is an old monastery with ancient trees in front of the gate.

A handsome blond-haired man and a man with a metal cane got out of the car, and they looked at each other with serious eyes.

"Frost, what did those old fellows call us to do today?"

Even Pompeii, who had always been bohemian, stopped in front of the black iron gate to straighten his collar.

Frost took a deep breath: "I don't know, but it may be related to that incident."

Pompey hummed, as if he didn't care at all, but his steps became a little heavy.

The two didn't knock on the door, and the iron gate opened in front of him. There was no one in the courtyard, and the marble fountain sprayed water lonely.It should look like an ancient and elegant beauty, but it makes people feel a little gloomy under the sun.

Pompey stretched out his hand, and Frost just wanted to stop it, but was a little too late, and Pompey pushed the door open.

The sun shone in the hall, making the marble floor glisten. Twelve old men in white robes sat quietly on twelve chairs, solemn and solemn like monks.

When Frost saw the twelve old people, he bowed respectfully and saluted them to show his respect, and the old people nodded slightly in response.But Pompey ignored them at all, just picked up a green rose from the ancient porcelain vase and put it on the tip of his nose, sat on a chair, and gently smelled the rose's fragrance.

The old people didn't express anything either. They didn't seem to mind Pompey's arrogance and profligacy, or they might have been used to it for a long time. They just kept silent while looking ahead.

"Well, if you have anything to ask me, just tell me. If you want me to tell you, just leave it to my dear cousin Frost. I have a lot of things to do, and there are many beautiful girls waiting for me Come and give them a sweet love trip." Pompei played with the green rose in his hand, like a bohemian nobleman.

"It's not easy to find you, Pompeii. You should talk less about your feelings and love with those women, and focus on the family's business. And the king talks about his feelings, in our opinion, it is like a lion asking God before eating. It's like praying." The leader said slowly.

These old people are the 12 veterans of Gattuso, who have been dormant in the freezer. They have lived for hundreds of years, and they are older than the veterans in the freezer of the secret party.And their names are also named after the simplest Roman letters: α, Alpha; β, Beta; γ, Gamma; δ, Delta; Code name or serial number, these old people don't seem to care about their existence in this world at all.

The old people only need to communicate with each other through their eyes to understand each other's thoughts, just like a computer that can be interconnected through nerves. The twelve elders have the same clothes, the same haggard face, and the same eyes. All opinions are the same. Just speak for the Alpha in chief, and represent them all.

"So what? It's just a few horses running to death in the snowy area, and you have to chatter for a long time." Pompeii crossed his legs, still looking like a fool, "And I suggest that you stop talking about such educated and unnutritious words, To know that your speaking style looks to me like an old vampire dug out of a medieval tomb."

"If you don't talk nicely, I'll just leave."

After saying that, Pompey held the green rose between two fingers, got up and was about to leave.

"Are you willing to leave even if it's something related to Caesar?"

Alpha's expression was normal, and he didn't seem to be worried that Pompeii would leave.

And Pompeii did exactly as Alpha expected, he paused, turned his back to the twelve old people and said, "Okay, ancestors, then tell me about my son."

Frost was also a little surprised to see that Pompey was rarely manipulated by the 12-senator.However, he noticed the majesty and killing intent in the eyes of Pompeii, whose back was turned to the 12th elder, as if his heart was being held by a giant dragon.

He knew that the 12 elders should not use Caesar to make trouble for Pompey, they touched Pompeii's bottom line.

(4317 words)
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ...

PS: I think everyone should understand the meaning of the word desert emperor.As for the English name, you can look it up if you haven’t guessed who it is. It’s quite well-known, but because the last two characters of his name are taboo, I can’t type it out. The 404 one hasn’t been released yet.Let's take a look at it, although it feels a bit awkward.

(End of this chapter)