Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 326: For Your Majesty (141)

Dragon Raja 5

Su Enxi’s palms were sweating. She remained silent, waiting for Auchinez to climb directly above the man. He would use the same method he had used against Su Enxi before: a leap that would pierce the black-clad man’s throat. The dragon blood still boiled within him, and combined with years of battlefield experience, assassinating an unarmed man would have been a piece of cake if he weren’t facing the cunning Su Enxi. Su Enxi’s rifle assault was also capable of suppressing the entire space with firepower. But Su Enxi wasn’t confident; the man’s music was too fluid, every note perfect.

They surrounded their prey, but the prey remained calm and composed.

Su Enxi waited for Auchinez to launch his attack. Although she could handle guns, she wasn’t very skilled at shooting and might accidentally injure the children. Auchinez reached a position where he could launch his attack. But his fierce and vicious expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen a ghost.

Su Enxi was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood why Auchinez was so moved, because from that position, he could clearly see the pianist’s face.

The music stopped, and the man in black, along with all the nurses and children, slowly turned to look at Su Enxi. Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, he smiled gently.

Su Enxi’s heart sank to the bottom in an instant. The immense fear almost crushed this usually carefree old woman, because that face, that familiar face, was a spitting image of a young Alexander Bunin.

Auchinez plummeted straight down, his blade aimed at Bunin’s throat. Bunin must have been struck by the same fear, but he suppressed it and delivered the fatal blow.

Bunin raised his right hand, the same right hand that could only play beautiful piano music, and easily seized the ape-like agility of Auchinez, tossing him to the ground like a rag doll. Auchinez coughed up blood and rolled around, the long dagger falling into Bunin’s hand. He smiled, broke the dagger in two, and casually tossed it away.

“Impossible! Impossible!” Auchinez roared. “You’ve all been killed by radiation! You’ve all been killed by radiation!”

Su Enxi understood what he meant. Zero had said that everyone here could be considered a low-grade hybrid, except for Alexander Bunin, but at this moment, this young Alexander Bunin clearly possessed a bloodline advantage that absolutely overwhelmed Auchinez. In him, Auchinez saw the former “Soviet Captain,” and the Soviet Captain production line should have been destroyed decades ago. The last batch of Soviet Captains died in this city.

“Auchinez, my dear old friend,” Bunin stepped forward and stepped on Auchinez’s face, “It’s been a long time.”

It was clearly a young man’s voice, yet it carried an air of maturity and cunning that sent chills down one’s spine.

Su Enxi was stunned for a moment. She initially thought that Alexander Bunin had also used that serum on him, but although this person looked very much like Bunin, they were two completely different people in terms of temperament.

“It’s you, it’s you, you are the real Alexander Bunin!” Auchinez roared.

Although she couldn’t understand what he was yelling, Su Enxi couldn’t help but shiver.

At this very moment, above the deep trough where the black dragon is kept, VIPs gathered on the concrete pier, armed men pointed their guns at both sides of the bridge, and the darkness was filled with the low growls of hellhounds.

Their golden eyes gleamed, and their scales made a teeth-grinding scraping sound when they shook their bodies.

Lu Mingfei looked down directly below. The black dragon was either dead or silent.

Alexander Bunin held Christina tightly, as nervous as an old groundhog whose burrow had been disturbed.

Lu Mingfei pushed Zero in his arms, to Chu Zihang, and walked towards the end of the pier with his short curved sword. He heard heavy footsteps; an important person was descending the steps, followed by dozens of GRU soldiers. Their boots clattered, but they were difficult to see due to the lack of lighting. The hellhounds didn’t immediately attack after surrounding them; the only explanation was that their commander hadn’t given the final order. Though bloodthirsty, they had to obey the collars around their necks.

That means there are still conditions to negotiate, and the opponent’s goal was not simply to wipe them out.
Across a pack of fierce dogs, the man stopped, lit a cigarette, and bent down to light it. The moment the flame lit up, Lu Mingfei’s heart clenched for no reason; it was a face that looked exactly like Auchinez’s.
Auchinez smiled. “Long time no see, my dear old friends.”

“No, you are not Auchinez,” Lu Mingfei blurted out instinctively.

“Soon. When the original disappears, the backup version will automatically acquire the original’s name and identity,” Auchinez smiled. “The same applies to you.”

His GRU warriors removed their helmets and night-vision goggles, revealing familiar faces, including those who had died in the auction house.

“My dear Bunin, you’ve always been worried that you’ll be silenced after you step down as auction manager, haven’t you?” Auchinez’s voice was gentle. “Yes, but that’s not accurate. The people who will be silenced are all of you.”

“Have we all lost our value?” Bunin’s voice trembled.

“Mr. Bunin should know how the Scots herd sheep. They raise a few sheepdogs, each of which can help them herd hundreds of sheep. They are all clever little devils. The owner doesn’t have to do anything, just feed the sheepdogs. But when the sheepdogs get old and can’t run anymore, the owner will replace them. The owner is still the owner, the flock is still the flock, but the sheepdogs are different.”

“We are sheepdogs, and our value lies in helping our owners herd sheep.”

“Yes. Haven’t you felt it was hard all these years? Every penny you earned was used to buy time. As long as these auctions continue, you people will keep working hard. Below you are the more humble, yet unaware, ordinary people. You pass the money you earn from them on to your masters, so they can take away Russia’s wealth without lifting a finger.” Auchinez sighed. “But you’re old. The serum can heal your bodies but not your hearts. In your hearts, you’re already old people. A person will work hard and struggle as long as they haven’t lived enough, but once they’ve lived enough, pleasure and material things will gradually lose their appeal, and even old dogs like that can’t work anymore.”

Lu Mingfei understood the meaning behind his words.

These VIPs were both greedy for life and mentally exhausted, ready to end their lives at any moment like moths to a flame, just like Sonia who resolutely launched the assassination.

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