Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Brother, you're here again."

The girl smiled, swaying her golden braids, and asked expectantly: "Are you here to give me a toy?"

"You want another toy?" The boy looked at the doll in her arms and said helplessly, "Isn't there one?"

"The dolls are so cute!"

The girl hugged the toy in her arms tightly and said, "But the doll can't talk!"

Her voice sounded a little excited as she described in detail: "I want someone who can talk..."

The young man was a little absent-minded and said perfunctorily: "I'll buy you a screaming chicken later."

"..." The girl rolled her eyes, and after a moment of silence, she said angrily: "Brother is so boring, I won't play with you anymore!"

"Hey! You..."

Just as the boy was about to speak, he saw the girl suddenly stand up.

The petite figure was like a nimble kitten, jumping directly from the window with quick movements.

When the young man hurriedly stretched his head to look, he saw that she just waved her hand, her lips were still opening and closing slightly, and her words were carried by the wind into her ears.

"Brother, be careful this time, there is a bad guy targeting you..."

After the words fell, the petite figure fell into the clouds and disappeared.

"Damn girl..."

Looking at the bottomless night below, the young man shook his head dizzily: "How can I get down if you leave?"

………………

Buzz!

A slight vibration woke Jiang Shouyun up.

He subconsciously opened his eyes, took off his eye mask and earplugs, and looked out the window next to him, his thinking gradually becoming clearer.

The black storm outside the window lingered at the end of the skyline, and there seemed to be roaring thunder hidden in the dark clouds in the distance. The tremors could be felt even from a long distance away.

The flashing red lights on the wings illuminated the clouds, and the reflected red light was like splashed blood. The giant eagle made a deafening sound and tore through the clouds. They were still on their way to the mission destination.

"Hey, you finally woke up?" Fingel turned to look at him and said in surprise, "It seems that the anti-noise earplugs prepared by the equipment department are very good."

It was a dark night outside, and the lights in the cabin were dimmed, making the atmosphere slightly gloomy and depressing.

"My sleep quality has always been very good." Jiang Shouyun slowly exhaled and glanced at the trash piled aside, "This little noise is not as good as your snoring."

Fingel tilted his mouth, but still lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, as if he was posting a post.

As the dog manager of the Night Watch Forum and the head of the Information Department, he naturally wanted to show off his luxurious lineup for this trip.

This time, Mr. Caesar specially requisitioned a "Gulfstream G550" business jet owned by his family.

This ultra-long-range business jet is designed for billionaire businessmen, superstars or dignitaries.

Taking this kind of private jet, they can fly across the Pacific Ocean in a few hours of sleep. It's still dark in New York when they board the plane, and it's early morning in Paris when they open their eyes.

It is designed to be extremely quiet. When it usually flies in the stratosphere, VIPs do not even notice that the engine is running. The designer said that when it flies, it looks like "a huge blue whale swimming in the deep sea."

However, it must have been bad weather now, so there were uncontrollable bumps.

"Are you airsick?"

Chu Zihang handed Fingel a set of eye masks and earplugs, looked at Jiang Shouyun who was gently rubbing his temples, and asked calmly: "We have to take a ship later, and it is estimated to be a thirteen-hour journey. Do you want to rest for a while?" time."

"Wow, Mother Chu is really considerate as always!" Fingel smiled and took the eye mask and earplugs.

"It was just a dream." Jiang Shouyun waved his hand, looked out the window again, and said softly, "I probably can't sleep."

"A dream? Is it a nightmare?"

Caesar, who was sitting on the next bed, looked up at Jiang Shouyun, waved the book in his hand and said with a smile: "This book says that only nightmares will wake you up early, and it will also secrete hormones to keep you awake and unable to sleep."

The cabin of this Gulfstream business jet is equipped with four full-size beds, enough for the four of them to rest.

Everyone else took direct flights, and they were the only ones to take advantage of the convenience of being a wealthy person.

"...It's not really a nightmare."

Jiang Shouyun glanced at his blond hair, then looked away, and said in a calm tone: "Didn't you expect that "Dream Interpretation by Zhou Gong" has developed to such an advanced scientific level?"

Hearing this, Caesar blinked and put down the "Dreams Interpreted by Duke Zhou" in his hand.

"Junior brother, don't you understand?" Fingel interjected with a smile, "Times have changed, and now Internet fortune telling has become popular."

Caesar silently picked up the book "The Interpretation of Dreams by Duke Zhou" again.

He liked this business jet very much, and the softness and hardness of the bed were adjusted according to his requirements. However, when he set foot on a real battlefield for the first time, he did not have as good a sleep quality as Jiang Shouyun, so he had to find a book to pass the time. .

"It would be great if we could take the principal's special plane, Sleibnir. Although they are both Gulfstream G550s, there is still a big difference in speed."

Fingel sighed, seeming to regret that he could not enjoy the same treatment as the principal.

However, when he heard the word "Sleibnir", Chu Zihang subconsciously glanced at Jiang Shouyun.

Sleibnir is an eight-legged horse ridden by the god Odin in Norse mythology. When it flies across the sky, it always burns like a fireball.

"The principal also has his own special plane? Is he paid by the public, or is he corrupt?" Jiang Shouyun didn't seem to have any unusual feelings. He just poured himself a glass of orange juice.

"It's using school board money."

Caesar clearly supported the principal's spending of the school board's money, and explained with a smile: "I heard that the equipment department continued to modify it on the basis of the Gulfstream G550. Looking at the world, it is unique."

I remember that the last time I used "Sleibnir" was at an auction in Australia.

"Modified by the equipment department?" Hearing this, Jiang Shouyun's curiosity suddenly subsided and he complained, "Let's forget it. I don't want to become fireworks in the sky."

In the eyes of the lunatics in the equipment department, their job is to make dragon-slaying weapons.

He had no doubt that the Equipment Department would put a few mini bombs on the principal's plane.

Maybe one day the principal blocks the equipment department's research funds, and the people in the equipment department will press the bomb button without hesitation.

"Since we still have so much time, let's play a little game."

Caesar came over, leaned back on the chair, took out a few decks of playing cards, and said with a smile: "Do you still remember our mission? Let's compare our memory and memory cards to see who remembers more."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Shouyun who was bored and said in a serious tone: "Don't let it go, Teacher Jiang."

"I agree!" Fingel put down his phone and shouted loudly, "Boss Caesar, can I drink beer while playing cards? Also, can I have a double meal?"

Jiang Shouyun glanced at Fingel and felt that he was too excited.