Dragon Clan: I can only cheat if I can't lose the Dragon King in seconds

Chapter 45 Our goal is to slay the dragon
"Junior brother! You are S-rank, so you shouldn't be able to take action against the useless F-rank brother." Finger put on his clothes and grinded under Su Ting's grand (power) affection (force) phase invitation (benefit) invitation (lure) Slowly got off the bed.

Are you grade F?Liar, who can I ask to justify the viaduct that was cut off by you?
"Haven't you heard of Dragon Slayer of Flame? Sister, you're really a little ignorant." It's not you, Fingel, who is pretending, is it?
"Brother, can you explain those posts in the forum?" Su Ting felt that he could no longer control the stick in his hand, and he couldn't wait to have a passionate collision with Finger's perfect body.

"Junior brother, it's not that senior brother has trouble with you, it's that our news department must uphold the truth..."

Su Ting slowly picked up the stick hidden behind him.

Fingel glanced at it and immediately changed his words: "Well, it's all based on my embellished news, but this has nothing to do with our news department. One person does something and one person is in charge. I admit it!"

Erhuo put on the appearance of a hero who is about to die heroically.

"Wait, handicap?" Su Ting remembered that the gray-haired defeated dog in front of him was indeed a good trader. What kind of good handicap did he open to make money?
His eyes gradually became dangerous.

"I thought you came to me because you knew about this...Junior brother, it's already closed." Fingel easily understood Su Ting's thoughts, and said cautiously.

He couldn't be careless, the stick in Su Ting's hand was still about to move.

"Sealed the disk?" Su Ting looked at his shivering big lump with a smile, "Then how do we settle the score?"

"Of course it's the younger brother, you have the final say!" Finger who was approached looked very bachelor, his drooping eyes suddenly widened, and he tried to get close to Su Ting and pat him on the shoulder.

"Brother, at first glance, he is a good man who donates righteously and donates money. Can you forgive senior brother this time?"

"I'll take one-third of your profit." Su Ting smiled and avoided Fingel's big hand 1, unmoved by his flattery.

"Look, brother, can you be more flexible and take less?" Fingel rubbed his hands and giggled, "Brother still expects to use this to pay off the debt."

"I don't think senior brother is like a man who would be bound by mere debts." Su Ting immediately rejected Finger's nonsense.

"S-level is S-level, and the lion's mouth is so open that it is impossible to refuse." Fingel was dejected, "This time, the brother admits, and the money will arrive in the account in two days."

"So fast? What did you open?"

"Of course it's a bet on whether you will come to see me, brother, and I plan to spend a few more days to absorb more funds..." Fingel said in a low voice.

"I hear you mean that there are still things that haven't been released?" Su Ting's eyes gradually became dangerous.

"Did you guys be training in the gym that day, and then, someone just passed by..." Fingel shook very awkwardly, and looked up at Su Ting secretly.

But it was so strange for a strong man of his size to make such awkward movements.

Su Ting swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took a step back: "The photo! Delete it! If you don't post it, plus one-third of the profit, it will be written off!"

Fingel nodded vigorously to express his agreement, and after the matter was settled, the hero who beat snakes and sticks hummed twice and looked radiant again, not at all the pitiful look he had before.

"Brother, do you want to consider cooperating with brother to create a new handicap?"

Fingel can control this kind of chicken thief who completely forgets that the person in front of him is threatening him with a stick just now, regardless of previous suspicions. Su Ting can't help feeling that he can be re-elected as the Minister of the Ministry of Information for six years. .

"Don't do it!" But Su Ting still rejected him again.

If he gets involved with Fingal all the time, it will be an absolute stain on his four years of college.

The main reason is that this guy's disguised appearance is too confusing. Not many people in the entire academy know Finger's true face, and mixing with him will ruin his reputation sooner or later!

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"Schneider, how do you feel about new students?"

In the principal's office, Anger took a sip of the steaming tea and looked at Schneider who was sitting across the desk.

Today, the Executive Minister is still wearing the same black suit as before.

The windbreaker of the executive department is draped on the outside, and the emblem of the semi-decayed World Tree is shining brightly. The whole person is capable and neat like a short, straight knife, ready to be inserted into the throat of the enemy at any time.

But the dark red chilblains on his neck and the iron mask covering his face made him look hideous and terrifying.

"not bad."

He nodded, and the heavy breathing sounded like a bellows.

Angers smiled slightly, allowing the executive minister who is known for his harshness to give a good evaluation. It seems that Schneider is still very satisfied with Su Ting.

"Did you see the accusation sent by the school board?"

"Well, have you figured out how to deal with it? It sounds like their wording is pretty harsh."

Even though he said this, Schneider's speech was still not in a hurry, and even the expression on his face did not change. It seemed that the school board's accusations could not bother him at all.

"Not yet. But Schneider, pay attention to some of their little moves."

Anger looked at Schneider and immediately guessed what he was thinking. The boss of the executive department didn't take those school managers seriously at all. "They sometimes do some inexplicable and strange operations, which catch people off guard."

"For example, trying to replace you and re-establish a principal?" Schneider's cloudy and cold eyes seemed to contain some kind of mockery.

"They hide themselves too well." Angers sighed, and picked out a thick Montecristo No.2 from the old golden cigar box on the table.

He cut off the sealed head of this torpedo-shaped cigar with a click, and leisurely put the burning torch on the head of the cigar, the dark red flame quickly and evenly roasted it.

"The thick tortoise shell makes these hybrid families forget what the meaning of our existence is. Slaying dragons, slaying dragons, slaying dragons is our goal."

"But it looks like some of our stupid allies are already thinking of some silly infighting tricks."

Schneider took Angers' words.

"There are always people who try to hold all the power in their hands, even in areas they don't understand." Angers put the lit cigar to his lips, "But it is very pleasing that although they are jumping their feet in a hurry, You can’t unplug me, and you can’t replace me.”

"Since I am irreplaceable, all the rules of Kassel must be made by me."

"We will play the final chapter in the funeral of the dragon, and I have always believed in that."

The old man who had been preparing for dragon slaying for more than a century leaned back and hid himself in the thick smoke he exhaled.

A firm and deep voice floated out of the smoke, melodious like a lonely church bell ringing in the twilight.

　The second is sent.

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(End of this chapter)