Dragon Raja: Starting with Deadpool, Evolving Through Devouring

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"not good!"

Alphonse was indeed reckless, but fortunately he had a younger brother with exceptional insight who spotted Chen Hao's hidden throwing knives in the darkness from afar through the high-powered scope of his sniper rifle.

He immediately warned through the communication headset: "Alphonse, be careful! The target is within the Sword Master's domain, we can't succeed there, retreat first!"

"cut!"

Alphonse was furious. He had rushed to the scene only to encounter a user of the Word of Power Sword Control, resulting in a disappointing end to his efforts.

The power of sword control is notoriously physically demanding on its user, not to mention the fact that the user can manipulate so many metal objects at the same time.

He was confident that if they kept fighting, the opponent would be the one who couldn't hold on any longer.

Unfortunately, they couldn't stay in China long this time because they had sneaked in; otherwise, they might have come in upright and left sideways.

Despite his displeasure, Alphonse still fully obeyed his brother Edward's orders.

After punching another car that was attacking him, he took advantage of the moment to turn around and flee the scene.

In the blink of an eye, they left the area encompassed by the sword's domain.

"You're smart enough to let me off the hook for tonight!"

Everyone knows their own situation. The drawback of the Sword Control Word of Power is common knowledge within the community: once outside the domain, it becomes ineffective against enemies.

Moreover, seeing the opponent's movement speed, Chen Hao gave up the idea of ​​pursuing them.

Just at this time.

With a "smack," a pair of hands slapped Chen Hao on the shoulder. Turning around, he saw it was Cao Han, who clapped his hands and praised him:

"Not bad……"

Young Master Chen's smug smile, which was about to spread after receiving the praise, froze on his face completely because of the next half of the sentence: "If your acrobatic performance is over, then I will have to do it myself next."

What Cao Han saw as a mere acrobatic performance when he had been "fiercely" battling with his opponent for half a day?

Even the most humble and polite Chen Hao couldn't help but be taken aback by these words and hurriedly retorted, "What do you know! The other party's Word of Power is a Bronze Throne of physical enhancement. I was holding back at first, but I didn't see that the other party turned around and ran away as soon as they saw me throw a flying knife."

What's your strength? You want to take action yourself?

Blinded by anger, Chen Hao had clearly abandoned his earlier astonishing feat of catching a sniper bullet with his bare hands.

Cao Han, unperturbed by such remarks, shrugged and said dismissively, "The bronze throne, is it?"

"You watch me beat him until he's shitting himself, or else he'll be considered clean!"

Chapter 35 First blood

"Potato Chip Girl! Calling Potato Chip Girl!"

"What's wrong now? Long legs."

"Come out and see the immortals!!!"

"Do you want to listen to what you're saying?"

Su Enxi, who was slumped on her desk without any regard for her image, spoke listlessly and without any energy, seemingly not believing the exaggerated words of Jiu De Mai.

Not to mention Su Enxi on the other end of the headset, even Jiu De Mai, who was right there at the scene, had lost count of how many times she had wiped her eyes. Her delicate lips were slightly open, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

She couldn't believe her eyes.

There's a reason why someone as heinous as Alphonse Ellick has survived to this day; at the very least, he's been careful enough in his actions.

Even while rapidly retreating from the scene, he maintained the blessing of the Word of Power: Bronze Throne.

His skin gleamed with a metallic sheen, and the greatly enhanced strength of his bones, skin, and muscles allowed him to escape at several times the speed he had come from.

The guns held up by his good brother in the far distance seemed to be perfectly in place, and he could rest easy!

Unfortunately, they had offended none other than Cao Han!

The employer required that the mission target, Cao Han, be captured alive; otherwise, that shot wouldn't have been Frigga's bullet, but an armor-piercing round.

Don't be fooled by the fact that these little dragons are all extraordinary and possess unique skills; they can still die just as easily if you crack open their skull or open their heart.

Cao Han used to really like the speed boost that the Word of Power brought him, which increased by a full thirty-two times after he reached the fifth rank.

This kind of acceleration is driven purely by a powerful physique, resulting in a somewhat exaggerated commotion.

Forces are reciprocal, just as he had done in the Nibelungs, where each exertion of force left a deep, cracked pit in the ground.

Until he obtained the Word of Zero, Cao Han, who had a new love, decisively abandoned his old love and gradually came to like this unhurried elegance on the timeline.

Everyone who was watching Cao Han only saw a blur in their eyes before his figure disappeared from the spot.

Before they could even question their existence and search for their purpose...

"boom!"

Compared to true speedsters, Alphonse's physical movement speed was as slow as a tortoise's crawl.

Cao Han, who had flashed behind the other person, reached out and grabbed the back of the neck without hesitation, then slammed the person into the ground with a loud thud.

"You...cough...cough~"

Mouthfuls of blood gushed from Alphonse's mouth, mixed with fragments of internal organs. Even the bronze throne's defenses couldn't withstand the sudden, immense impact; he was left with hardly any intact bones.

Blood gushed out like a valve being opened, filling his throat. His face flushed red, and he struggled to speak, but he could no longer utter a complete sentence.

He was exhaling more than he was inhaling, which meant he was practically buried up to his throat—he was not far from death.

The overwhelming power that even Odin feared was far beyond what these worthless fry could withstand.

This is the result...

Try it or die!

call out--

A faint whooshing sound whistled past his ear, and Cao Han quickly turned his head to dodge the sniper's shot aimed at him.

This time, the sniper bullets were no longer tranquilizer darts, but genuine bronze-colored armor-piercing bullets. If they hit the target's head, it would explode like a watermelon.

"I don't know whether to say you have deep brotherly affection or that you're courting death."

The sound of an engine came from behind. Turning around, I saw that it was the eldest young master of the Chen family who had arrived late.

After landing, he rushed to Cao Han's side, taking three steps at a time. Seeing the specks of blood on Cao Han's body, he thought he was injured and quickly asked with concern:

"Cao Han, you didn't..."

But before he could finish speaking, his gaze fell on Alphonse Elric, who lay in the middle of the pit like a dead dog. His long, bright green hair was so distinctive in the darkness.

"That's all." Chen Hao's throat bobbed, the shocking scene before him making his lips and tongue suddenly dry.

Looking back, I wondered what I was doing in the middle of the night that made me so foolish as to come looking for such a ruthless character...

Chen Hao couldn't help but feel a sense of dread, as if he had just narrowly escaped death.

Cao Han slowly stood up and focused his senses on the person who had fired the sniper shot from a great distance.

I thought I still had the guts to shoot and avenge my brother.

Unexpectedly, the shot was just a decoy. They fired one shot and then drove off. Judging from the noise, they must have driven away in a car, heading towards the city center.

"The cat-and-mouse game has begun..."

Cao Han's eyes lit up when he saw the last intact orange-yellow sports car Chen Hao drove over, and he jumped in without saying a word.

Seeing this, Chen Hao hurriedly spoke up to stop him: "Hey, what do you think you're doing?! Get off my 'wife' right now!"

Everyone says men love their cars like their own lives, but who would have thought this car was also Mr. Chen's precious wife?

"I need to pursue the enemy, so I'll borrow it temporarily. Don't worry, I'll return it to you in perfect condition."

"No, my wife will never let another person drive it."

"The main problem is that your speed is too slow."

"You actually doubt a race car driver's skills!" Chen Hao suppressed his anger, but seeing Cao Han forcefully taking the driver's seat, he could only silently endure it. If he was really worried, he could only sit in the passenger seat with a sullen expression.

"Fasten your seatbelts," Cao Han kindly reminded him.

Chen Hao remained completely unmoved. As long as he was willing to drive the Jianyu and control the car, there was no problem. When did he ever need to wear a seatbelt?

"Just don't regret it."

Cao Han remained noncommittal, shifted gears, turned the steering wheel, and floored the accelerator in one fluid motion.

Half an hour later.

The orange sports car executed a powerful drift, its overheated tires leaving four long black tire marks on the ground, before coming to a steady stop at the entrance of an old, intricately networked alleyway neighborhood.

"vomit----"

"Hey, aren't you a half-blood?"

"You...you shouldn't talk to me, ugh—"

Chen Hao's face was ashen, and he vomited uncontrollably while holding the scorching hot hood of the car.

I sped through the suburbs for half an hour, passing seventeen... or eighteen red lights? My head was spinning so much I couldn't even count them.

Looking at the car body covered in various scratches, he felt so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

"Who, who told you to drive like that?"

Cao Han scoffed, "Does something as simple as driving really need to be taught? I seriously doubt whether your dragon bloodline is real."

"No, you don't need it?"

The first person to learn to drive wasn't taught by someone else.

That makes so much sense! I'm speechless!

Chen Hao felt like he was kicking himself; this trip had really been a huge loss.

Not only was their plan to secretly acquire the Holy Silver Crossbow thwarted, but they also inexplicably got into a fight and lost six and a half vehicles for no reason.

He wanted to say something more, but as soon as he opened his mouth, nausea rose in his throat, and he bent over and vomited profusely, even bringing up bile.

"Young Master is too fragile. I won't take care of you. I need to deal with my opponent first."

After saying that, Cao Han plunged into the crowded night market street.