Chapter 86 Shocking! An S-class freshman was murdered by the vice president of the Lionheart Club? !
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The rain gradually subsided, and the rumbling thunder in the sky stopped with the last movement and gradually disappeared.
Susie looked from afar at the tall woman standing in the rain, bending down to pick up half of the mask, and the young man further away who was holding up a half-man-height sniper rifle with one hand.
He looked at his own team, which was covered in wounds and had three men together who couldn't even fire a single bullet, and silently swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
As the saying goes, the one with the bigger fist has the final say, and now Lu Mingfei's reason is both big and firm, and they seem to be getting along quite well, so she didn't say anything more.
Judging the situation is also one of the required courses in the career of slaying a dragon.
Because Lu Mingfei and Jiude Mai both had Asian faces, the two colleagues from the French branch handed the negotiation over to her, and turned around to dig out the colleagues who were buried under the rubble and almost stuck to the wall.
The losses tonight were quite heavy. Not only did we fail to get the information of the buyer of the Dragon Serum, but we also lost a senior beheader.
Jiude Mai had no intention of dealing with Kassel's people. She threw away the bronze mask with traces of alchemy and turned around to meet her companions.
She wanted to see why it was so troublesome to change a spare tire.
Lu Mingfei, who had shot the wolf-faced monster with a single shot, adjusted the muzzle of his gun after the shot and captured the three figures supporting each other in the mirror.
There were two foreigners and one Asian. The latter looked familiar, as if he was the principal of the kindergarten where Lao Chu's son attended.
Her name is Susie. I remember her as a very gentle person. Why is she here to lick blood? Damn, life is full of surprises.
First, Japan's top singer transformed into a violent female warrior, and then a kindergarten principal slayed a dragon across borders. What the hell is going on!
On the other side, the three-no beauty girl Zero had moved all the weapons from the neighboring car to the back seat and was now changing the spare tire.
I have to say that this girl is really active. When Lu Mingfei was sighing about the impermanence of life, she had already taken the wheels off the car.
I glanced out the car window and found that my eyes were still bright like two light bulbs.
He blinked and silently said "Close Sesame" in his mind. When he opened his eyes again, everything was dark again.
Hey, it's amazing!
This is how dragon blood is used.
He saw Jiude Mai coming back from the corner of his eye. He raised the 20-pound sniper rifle in his hand and said with a raised eyebrow, "Now you know why I advocate high-powered firearms, right?"
Jiude Mai crossed her arms and smiled, "Just now someone was being chased with a shotgun."
"All fears come from insufficient firepower." Lu Mingfei shook his head. "If you are willing to disclose the secrets of the dragon clan to the United Nations, then slaying a dragon will be a very simple matter. Maybe our Guangdong cousins can even get a taste of what a real dragon-tiger fight feels like."
"You're overthinking. Dragon meat is poisonous, and so is dragon blood." Seeing Ling had changed the tire, Jiude Mai called on everyone to get in the car and not stand here in the rain.
"It's not that no one has tried to eat dragon meat or bathe in dragon blood to improve their bloodline before, but only a few have succeeded. Ninety-nine percent of them died from the poison that was difficult to neutralize."
"Doesn't that mean there is still 1% of people who succeed?" Lu Mingfei opened the car door and sat back in the back seat, saying a wise saying that was deeply recognized by his fellow Yunnan people:
"They must be poisoned because they are not cooked!"
Jude Mai felt that she couldn't communicate with this person, so she started the car as soon as Ling sat down.
We continued along the original route, passing through a deserted town and heading straight to a port on the Rhone River to take a boat.
After all, their whereabouts have been exposed. Going somewhere else will only delay their time and increase the risk of Kassel Academy catching up with them.
At this time, the Potato Chip Girl who had disappeared for a long time finally came online and asked in the communication channel what had just happened.
"A little thing."
Jiude Mai went over the incident lightly, then looked up at the rearview mirror and met a pair of dead fish eyes.
She thought to herself that if she and Sanwuniu were not present at this scene today, the VIP customers would probably have become VIP particles.
Not far away, Susie had just walked halfway and was thinking about what to say next when the black BMW with scratches all over it passed right by her.
Even though they could see the expression "I want to talk to you guys" written all over her face, the two girls in the front row with delicate faces and straight eyes had no intention of stopping to chat.
Lu Mingfei, who was holding the TAC-50 in the back seat and couldn't let it go, looked at her from a distance and nodded slightly as a greeting.
Seeing this, Susie subconsciously nodded in response, then stood there and silently watched the BMW leave.
Originally, she was planning to use Chu Zihang as a breakthrough to improve her relationship with Lu Mingfei and see if she could keep him. But now she no longer has any hope.
He fiddled with the communication device he carried with him, but unfortunately it was damaged in the previous battle, so it was impossible for him to contact or report to the organization.
Looking at the burly corpse in front of her, Susie stepped forward and picked up the half of the bronze mask that Jiude Mai had thrown away earlier.
There was nothing strange about the front of the mask, but there were a few runes engraved on the back.
Susie knew something about Norse mythology, but she couldn't understand this long-lost language, so she prepared to put it away and take it back to the college headquarters.
It just so happened that Zihang was quite interested in Norse mythology. I could see him looking up related information several times when I went to the library.
At that time, he was always surrounded by an indescribable loneliness. He looked like Odin, the god in the Norse myth, who went alone to the land of giants to seek the fountain of wisdom. He would do anything to obtain the fountain of wisdom...
Of course, it was not up to Susie to decide whether to share this with him.
The Executive Department has regulations that for some missions that are of great importance and need to be kept confidential, even the specialists involved in the execution cannot talk about the matter after the mission is completed.
Susie has always been a girl who abides by the rules, and as the vice president of the Lionheart Club, she cannot take the lead in breaking the rules.
If Professor Schneider raised the confidentiality level of this mission to this level, then she would have to convey it in a more tactful way.
She couldn't tell, but he could guess.
Anyway, he has always been so smart that he can guess the whole picture of many things without being told.
With this in mind, Susie bent down and searched among the filth on the ground for the fragments of the destroyed bronze mask, trying to restore them to their original appearance as best she could.
This thing is obviously an alchemical creation, it is impossible for it to be the collection of Brotherhood leader Adrian himself.
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During the time when she lost contact with the headquarters, she was unaware of the turmoil in the outside world. She only thought that Adrian became something more terrifying than Deadpool purely because of this bronze mask.
It would be fine if this thing was a limited edition, but if it could be mass-produced like the Dragon Serum, or even distributed secretly, then things would be serious.
Fortunately, her words allowed her to sense all the metals in the area, so she didn't have to rummage around like a headless fly.
Although she has been almost exposed, the rules are there after all. Facing the support that may arrive at any time, she still has to maintain her "no spirit" personality as much as possible.
And when she collected all the fragments and put them together to form a complete mask, a series of diligent "thump thump thump" sounds came from afar.
Looking up, I saw a burly man with flying silver hair, holding an umbrella in one hand, driving a motorcycle towards this side.
Susie initially thought it was reinforcement, but when she got closer she realized that the person coming was actually the paparazzi king of Kassel College - Finkel.
"Fingal, why are you here?" Susie tore off half of the black robe from Deadpool on the ground and put away the collected mask fragments.
"Well, Susie, why is it you? What a coincidence." Finkel stopped the car, raised the windshield of his helmet and greeted Susie, "I'm chasing Lu Mingfei. Just now, the headquarters said he lost control and injured someone. I happened to pass by and saw him being loaded into a car and taken away, so I followed to see."
Susie felt that Finkel was talking nonsense: "How do you determine their location?"
"Of course it's my keen sense as the king of paparazzi!"
"Now is not the time to joke." Susie was helpless. This old fox was just like that, always laughing and joking, making people subconsciously ignore that he was once an "A" grade.
"Well, I just threw a locator on their car." Finkel took out his mobile phone and opened an app, indicating that there was a red dot flashing nearby.
"Look, it's nearby. Let me look for it." He turned his head to look at the overturned car and broken trees on the roadside, and suddenly fell silent.
Looking at Lu and Susie who had obviously just experienced a battle, Finkel couldn't help swallowing his saliva and pointed at the huge headless corpse on the ground. He was already thinking about the headline of tonight's news: "Susie, excuse me, could it be that Lu Mingfei lost control and turned into Deadpool on the way, and then you killed him with a knife..."
Halfway through his words, he noticed Susie's death stare and immediately passed the buck:
"Ahem, that's what Professor Schneider said. It has nothing to do with me! He told us to be careful of Lu Mingfei and allowed us to use Frigga bullets if we encounter him."
"We were ambushed. Someone wanted to kill me and several other specialists here. They prepared a lot of deadly weapons. It just so happened that Lu Mingfei and his friends passed by and we were rescued by accident."
From Susie's perspective, this really looked like a conspiracy against the executive department of Kassel College, using dragon serum to lure the enemy deep into their territory, catching them in a trap, and ambushing them from all sides.
If it weren't for Lu Mingfei and the other three, there would definitely be five more portraits hanging on the academy's Wall of Heroes.
"Where are they?" Finkel asked nervously, as if to tell him that this was related to his graduation plan and he must not lie about the military intelligence.
"Let's go." Susie pointed to the end of the deserted town, and then reached out to stop Finkel who was about to shift gears and chase after the car. She pointed to the corpses on the ground, indicating that this was the work of Lu Mingfei and others.
In an instant, Finkel became obedient, holding an umbrella and going to Susie to shield her from the rain, hoping that she could say a few good words for him.
"What? You didn't report Lu Mingfei's whereabouts to the headquarters?"
"Hehe, I forgot about it because I was nervous for a moment." Finkel scratched his head and smiled ingratiatingly.
"You... forget it. Give me the phone. I have more important things to report to Professor Schneider and the others."
Susie sighed helplessly, took Finkel's phone, dialed the executive department's hotline, and got in touch with the headquarters.
She stepped aside to report the details of the mission, which were not suitable for Finkel, who was not involved in the mission, to hear, so the latter could only stand in a daze with an umbrella on the road covered with blood and broken limbs.
"Shotguns and heavy sniper rifles can cause fatal damage, so why didn't they equip them with high-yield depth charges? Was it to protect the environment?"
(End of this chapter)