Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 483 The Past Reappears

On the night without reinforcements, the Chen family returned to their former appearance and was less crowded.

The patrols were still going on, but not as strict as in the past few days. Even the Chen family themselves thought that this was really the end of the matter.

Caesar was well aware that Han Qiu was still there, but he didn't say much and let the Chen family make arrangements.

He was looking forward to what would happen when a group of slacking guys met the intact Han Qiu.

He also found it strange that the Chen family suddenly decided to cancel the joint operation, as if they were sure that Han Qiu had already left.

Or maybe the old guys in the Chen family thought that Han Qiu without Jörmungandr was not to be feared, and that he didn't have the ability to disappear in the face of the joint team, so the only possibility was to escape.

If this is true, Caesar feels that the Chen family underestimated the enemy and only gave due attention to the first generation of kings.

But it is true that although Han Qiu's current performance is tricky, it is far from the level of oppression of Norton and Fenrir.

This gap is equivalent to the gap between a child and an adult. The disaster that can be brought by the first generation king is not comparable to Han Qiu.

"I wonder where you are hiding now and what you are going to do next." Caesar smiled softly as he looked into the night.

He became more and more interested in Han Qiu. He was indeed an interesting monster, doing some strange things and using some strange methods.

What would he do if it were him? Caesar actually had this thought and assumption.

He couldn't help but put himself in the situation. Damn it, he realized that he should think about how to deal with Han Qiu from the Chen family's perspective, instead of thinking about how to deal with the Chen family.

This is weird...

Caesar collected his thoughts and sighed silently.

He found that he was also beginning to have problems with his stance, the same stance problems as Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei.

What if, really what if, Nuonuo was involved in these things, in the affairs of dragons, and was also defined as a not-so-good existence, how should I choose?

It was completely unnecessary for Caesar to ask himself such a question. If such a thing really happened, he would resolutely take Nuonuo away, even if he would face the same dilemma as Lu Mingfei, even if he would lose all his honor.

But it's best if this doesn't happen, best.

……

Lotte Chen sat in front of the window, with pens, ink, paper and inkstone neatly placed on the table.

When he is in a bad mood, he likes to write something, and when he is in a good mood, he likes to paint.

The kind of landscape painting on ink-splashed paper, with ink-stained artistic conception.

He is painting now, the ink-colored bamboo, and it also has some master's style.

Chen Yan (Nono's father) entered the room from somewhere, and without opening the door, he stood behind the screen, his figure standing tall.

"Mission accomplished, the woman has been captured." He spoke to the head of the household across the screen.

"Got it, proceed according to the plan." Lotte Chen ordered: "Wait for him to show up."

"What would that woman do if he didn't show up?" Chen Yan asked.

"Five days. If Han Qiu doesn't show up after five days, send the woman back. Remember to create the illusion of kidnapping, and try not to attract the attention of ordinary people." said Lot Chen.

"I understand." The figure disappeared along with the words.

Lot Chen continued to paint. After an unknown amount of time, his instinct told him that danger was approaching.

Very close, like a ghost sticking to your back.

The alarm in the room sounded, shattering the peaceful night.

Han Qiu did not dare to hesitate. Under the influence of time zero, Lot Chen's movement of turning back was so slow that it seemed like it was stagnant.

He reached out to grab Lotte Chen's head, intending to take his memory and leave.

I've been feeling really depressed these past few days, but I can finally hold my head high and feel proud.

I'd like to see what kind of person is so powerful that he has to expend so much causal power to get a glimpse of the past. His power is not much lower than that of Principal Angers.

How could a guy who had never appeared in several books before have such power? Whose conspiracy was he involved in? Odin?

Probably. Now we know what kind of relationship Nono has with Odin.

"You look very anxious." Lot Chen's movements of looking back suddenly quickened.

The influence of time zero was felt instantly, and Han Qiu's hand, which was about to touch the back of the old guy's head, was caught.

"How could it be..." Han Qiu's eyes narrowed, and he burst out with all his strength to push away Lot Chen's obstruction.

It was unclear whether it was due to old age or the difference in bloodline, but Lot Chen was unable to stop Han Qiu who had unleashed his full strength.

He had no choice but to retreat and jump out of the window.

Han Qiu's hand still touched Lotte Chen's head, and after a brief moment, there was still blood on his fingertips.

However, he did not get the information he wanted, only a blank.

No, nothing is right. He clearly used the power of words.

Word Spirit: The River of Remembrance, that's right, stealing other people's memories through contact.

Before taking action, he used the Blood Knot to confirm that Lot Chen's bloodline was at S level. If he had a second blood burst, the gap between them in bloodline would be quite large, so he should not be unable to steal anything.

"He seemed to have used some words just now. Do you know what kind of words they were?" Han Qiu asked Mr. Han in his mind.

The alarm has attracted everyone's attention. Without the human wave tactics, it would be easy for Han Qiu to hide and not be found.

He had no intention of chasing after Lot Chen. If he failed to hit him in the first strike, a major conflict would inevitably break out if he continued to entangle with him. The wisest decision was to continue hiding and waiting for the opportunity.

“It’s hard to tell for now, but we can roughly determine that it’s a word spirit that has the ability to eliminate the influence of other people’s word spirits.” Mr. Han said.

"Can this bloodline gap be eliminated? That shouldn't be the case, right? I'm now under the vice-principal's 'commandments' so it shouldn't be that there is no effect at all from the words." Han Qiu hid in a dark corner, following the side of a patrol team, playing a trick of hiding from the public.

There were sirens everywhere, making his head hurt.

He was still worried about the fight just now. He waited for so long and finally got a chance, but he missed it. What a pity.

No, no, no!

Damn, I've been hungry for so many days waiting for a chance! I'm going crazy with hunger!

No, I have to wait until these bastards relax and then go to the senior schoolmate to ask for something to eat, Han Qiu made a secret decision.

Unfortunately, Han Qiu did not have the chance to put his decision into practice as he heard the noise of a helicopter.

There was nothing special about the helicopter. What was special was the person hanging under the helicopter, a woman. You could tell from her skirt that she was a woman.

The light shone on the woman, and everything was so clear in Han Qiu's eyes.

He had never seen what that woman looked like, but at this moment he felt inexplicably heartbroken.

"Han Qiu, I know you are hiding." The middle-aged man's loud voice rang through the loudspeaker in every corner of the Chen family.

At the same time, all signal shielding devices were turned on, so there was no possibility that this despicable battle would be spread out.

Caesar stood at the window and felt familiar with this scene. It was still San Francisco, but not on the sea.

Constantine's keel cross was hung high, stimulating Norton's rage.

Han Qiu's mother was also put on high alert, which stimulated a side of Han Qiu that had never been revealed.