Dragon: I am writing your destiny

Gu Chen grabbed the tattered suit jacket on the ground, shook it, and the burnt cotton and fibers rustled down.

He walked out, and at the end of the aisle was the bright lights of Kassel College, driving away the dense night, and the voices of people could be heard far away.

He walked out from the back door through the safety exit. There was only a slight amount of gunpowder smoke, and the cool wind was mixed with the smell of the mountains and forests in autumn. He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest was vibrating powerfully, and he felt alive after exhaling the stale breath.

It's like drinking a cold beer in the heat.

"It looks good." A voice came from the wall at the door.

Gu Chen was not surprised by this, it was an old man with neat white hair and a black suit, with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, it was Frost Gattuso.

"Why are you here?"

"Originally there was Angers, but I sent him away." Frost said, "I know you will be able to seize the opportunity. People can burst out their potential most when they want to survive."

He looked at the person in front of him with some expectation, even seeing the tattered clothes seemed to be looking at a kind of medal, which was an honor forged by the blood of the dragon slaying warrior.

Of course Gu Chen knew what he was expecting, so he spread his hands and gave him a bright smile.

Frost's expression froze immediately, and he said dryly, "Didn't kill it?"

"I can't beat him." Gu Chen tore off his shirt, and there was a large amount of blood stains on his chest, as if he had been hacked into pieces, it looked very bluffing.

But in fact, this is just some flesh and blood that has been repeatedly regenerated and necrotic after being burned. If it is washed away with water, there will be the best white flesh underneath.But unfortunately, of course he wouldn't show it to an old man.

Frost was expressionless. He was obviously not a fool.

After a long time, he sighed, "Well, as long as you are still alive, that's enough. Of course, if you want to tell me that you didn't even get his dragon's blood in the next sentence, then maybe you have to prepare a good one for me first." coffin, and then turned into something neither human nor ghost."

Gu Chen laughed, "I thought you would blow my head off with one shot before I became that thing."

"I can't do it." Frost turned around and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Gu Chen followed, "Why are you here so soon?"

"I haven't left." Frost said indifferently: "I have been fishing on the shore of Lake Michigan, and I have been waiting for this moment."

"Disappointed?"

"To be honest, a little bit." Frost paused, "I don't think I can't fully control the power. Constantine in an unstable state will be your opponent, and I have already dismissed Angers."

"You didn't tell me beforehand that you were still there." Gu Chen muttered, "Why are you all like this? You all have your own plans, and you think I can guess everything."

"I thought we would have a tacit understanding." Frost sighed regretfully, not paying attention to the 'you' he said.

"You really dismissed Angers?" Gu Chen looked around.

"Compared to you, he cares more about Lu Mingfei." Frost didn't seem to see him startled, "And I'm still a bit majestic in the school board, don't worry about those unnecessary eyes .”

"Should I feel lost?"

"you will not."

"why?"

"Because I care about you."

"...Your words gave me goosebumps." Gu Chen stretched out his arms, "Look, if you don't believe me!"

Of course, Frost didn't look at it. Compared with young people, he was really not suitable for staying up all night, especially staring at it for several days like a nanny.Seeing that the person in front of him is fine now, his spirit inevitably relaxes, and as soon as he relaxes, fatigue creeps up on his face.

He wanted to sleep comfortably. Of course, it would be even better if he could have a glass of red wine to help him sleep, but it must not be the Romanee-Conti sold by the guy next to him.

As for Constantine, just leave it to Angers to deal with the headache, and he will deal with it naturally.

When he was in a trance, he suddenly heard Gu Chen ask: "Perhaps, do you have any photos of me when I was young?"

"What?" Frost was taken aback.

"It's a photo from when I was a child." Gu Chen said.

"No, you don't like taking pictures." Frost shook his head and said, "Don't ask why, I also want to know why you don't like it."

Gu Chen thought about it, but didn't have much impression.

"Why did you ask this suddenly?" Frost made a rare joke, "Does Constantine still want to look at your childhood photos and tell you about the old days?"

"Maybe it's because I want to share my experience of being a human being." Gu Zhensha said that there was something to be said.

Frost looked over.

Gu Chen shrugged and smiled, "I'm just asking casually, don't think too much about it."

"Your attitude is like 300 taels of silver here."

"Have it?"

"Have!"

The wind is gradually blowing around, and two long shadows are drawn under the street lamps, and you walk into the night with each other.

……

On the huge campus, various teams are gathering in the direction of the Hall of Valor, like long glowing snakes in the bright light and shadow.

On the rooster on the top of the Hall of Valor, stood a bright and dazzling figure, it was the tyrannical dragon, and he was shouting hoarsely towards the entire campus.

The running students shot Frigga bullets at him, which came from the information provided by Caesar (actually Su Enxi).

--The King of Bronze and Fire has absolute power over the flames and metals in the domain, so metal bullets cannot kill him.But he doesn't have the ability to manipulate non-metal, so unless his field collapses, shoot him, Frigga bullets are far more effective than live ammunition.

At this moment, the bloody smoke completely enveloped Constantine. He waved his arms to cover his face and continued to shout.

"elder brother!"

It's really like a wraith, which makes people shudder.

Gu Chen was sitting in the extended Lincoln, carefully wiping the lens with a handkerchief, looking at the figure who was an enemy of the world, and heard a shrill and helpless cry in his ears.

Next to him, Frost was opening a bottle of red wine, with a very serious attitude, and even the amount he poured into the glass was amazingly accurate.Presumably even if the Gattuso family declines in his lifetime, he can still earn a good salary in a western restaurant with this skill.

Frost sniffed the smell of red wine, and said slowly: "Forgive me for talking too much, is it because of her? You are becoming soft-hearted towards the Nizu who violated the original promise. This is not a good sign."

"I just suddenly felt that he was a little pitiful." Gu Zhen said, and then immediately raised his hand, "Okay, okay, I know you will definitely say that I am more pitiful, so let's not continue this topic... No, just do it Drink? Steak?"

Frost had something to say just now, but he was indeed blocked by his words.

"Does red wine have to be served with steak?" He cooperatively skipped the topic just now.

"If it wasn't for filling the stomach, the devil would drink this instead of eating." Gu Zhen curled his lips.

"Then what's for dinner?" the old man asked curiously.

"Of course it's Shi..." Gu Chen was stunned and fell silent.

Frost said sadly: "I apologize for what I just said. You can still care about eating at this time. It's not soft-hearted, but too ruthless."

"You're obviously tasting wine too!"

"Then why don't you clink glasses ruthlessly for us?"

"..."