After hanging up the phone, Chu Zihang glanced at the corpse of the Deadpool on the ground. Just as he had guessed, after the ghost Maybach chased Chen Motong away, the Deadpools who blocked them seemed to have received orders.

They left their companions who were still fighting with them and left, hiding somewhere in their lair.

Holding Murasame on the ground, he looked at the clothes on his body and saw that he had no good clothes, and there was a wound inside that he hadn't felt just now, but was now starting to sting. An ordinary person would probably go into shock immediately after this injury, but

For a mixed-race person, he can tolerate it for a while.

Perhaps because they specialize in blocking tasks, these deadpools who are like cannon fodder do not have very high individual abilities. Commissioners with C-level descent can easily deal with them if they have weapons in hand. But there are too many of them to hold them back.

With his alchemical weapons and Susie's alchemical bullet support, he could easily break through their layer of scale defense, otherwise he would have suffered more than just these injuries.

There was definitely no way to go back in this state. He took off his shirt, which was either his own blood or Deadpool's blood, and stood in the rain, letting the cold drizzle fall on him and wash away the remaining blood stains on his body.

On the thin but strong body, some minor wounds were being slowly repaired under the action of the dragon's blood that was still boiling in the body.

The body of Deadpool was temporarily thrown into the sewer, waiting for the official commissioners to deal with it in the future. Susie, who was also embarrassed, walked up to him and said: "The signal has been restored. I have contacted the official commissioners of the college and Binhai. The commissioners and us

They were also attacked by Deadpool. However, the Deadpool they encountered was probably just to buy time and was not too strong. Although they successfully fought back, their numbers were not reduced, but the situation was not optimistic, and several people were injured."

In the battle just now, because she was supporting with long-range weapons and using flexible guerrilla tactics, the situation was relatively better. But it was only a little better. She also had some wounds on her body, but they were lighter than Chu Zihang's.

a little.

Chu Zihang, who knew why support was delayed in arriving, opened his eyes in the rain. After regaining some strength, a trace of immortal gold seemed to flash in his eyes.

"I understand. Let's finish dealing with the situation here before anyone notices it." He glanced aside and away from Susie, walked to the body of a Deadpool and began to move it.

Seeing the golden color in her eyes, Susie opened her mouth, but did not speak. She remained silent and dealt with Deadpool's Deadpool together with him.

After a while, there were no traces of blood shopping at the scene except for some bloodstains that were not very obvious and would be washed away by water if left unattended.

"I'll go to the drama club's activity room to see if there are any clothes that can be changed. You go to the bathroom on the first floor and wait for me." With that said, Chu Zihang walked to the front without even looking at Su Qian.

But within a few steps, Susie ran in front of him and blocked his way.

With a questioning look in her eyes, she asked forcefully: "Why don't you look at me? Which ability did you use again?"

Chu Zihang didn't answer and walked around her and continued walking forward.

"Do you really want to gain power?" Behind him, Susie shouted at his back.

Running to Chu Zihang who didn't answer again, Su Qian looked directly at him, which was covered by his bangs, but she could still see his slightly golden eyes.

Chu Zihang opened his eyes again and looked at Su Qian from the corner of his eye, but still didn't answer. The two of them just stood in the rain.

After a short period of time, a weak voice came from the side door of the auditorium: "Um... I'm sorry to bother you, but there is something big going on over there in the auditorium. I think it's better for you to go over and take a look."

The two people, who were looking at each other in silence, turned around and saw Xia Mi hiding behind a severely deformed door on one side, with only two dull hairs and half of his face exposed.

…

"Contact with the commissioners has been restored!" an intelligence officer shouted from the control room upstairs in the library.

Schneider, who had been paying attention to the situation here, stepped forward and said: "Report their situation immediately."

"Understood." The intelligence officer replied, and then reported the specific situation of the people on both sides to the three professors on duty in the control room.

"Large-scale Deadpool attack!" Manstein exclaimed after listening to the report, "Only pure-blood dragons can control these mindless things! It's just that those specialists are not enough to deal with such existences! And they are still getting closer.

The location of the international metropolis Shanghai!”

Schneider reminded calmly: "Calm down, Professor Manstein, the matter has not deteriorated to that extent. The commissioners also said when they reported that no one died, and no suspected dragons were seen."

"But there are still people missing, right?" Guderian shouted with panic on his face, "We still can't contact Mingfei, and neither can the female student of Professor Mance!"

"Calm down, Professor Guderian, Lu Mingfei's temporary commissioner's adaptability is as good as that of the regular commissioners," Schneider turned to him again and said.

"That's right." Manstein, who had calmed down, also said, "And he has been defeated head-on once..."

After hearing what he said, Schneider quickly stabbed Manstein with his cane to signal him to stop talking, but Guderian, who was concerned about the students' situation, had already heard what he said next.

Guderian looked directly at him with funny round glasses and asked: "How many times have you defeated me? What are you hiding from me?"

Manstein hesitated, not knowing what to say for a moment, but then the intelligence officer's exclamation relieved him.

"Temporary Commissioner Chu Zihang reported that a building collapse was discovered at Shilan Middle School. He speculated that it might have been caused by Yan Ling!" The intelligence officer's exclamation attracted the attention of the three people over there. On the big screen in the control room,

, and also projected an image of a broken teaching building.

"Is this...did that pure-blood dragon do it?" Manstein murmured with a look of shock on his face again.

Schneider's already gloomy face became even more ugly: "Report the casualties. The school board is going to explode this time."

There have been casualties in the history of the Secret Party's Dragon Slaying. However, after entering the 21st century, the action team, which symbolized the Secret Party's iron-blooded methods, was reorganized into the execution department. In order to reduce the disaster caused by the Dragon Slaying operation, they will

Make all preparations before proceeding... Although this seems to be of no use, what should be bombed must still be bombed, but this is the first time in the new century that a disaster like this has been exposed to the public.

What's worse is that the school is still holding a Christmas party. Schneider has already thought of the scene at the school board meeting where the school board members who had caught the trouble again attacked the principal.

"Um..." the intelligence officer hesitated for a moment, then said with some uncertainty after reading the specific information in the report, "Due to the heavy rain and power outage, most people went to the auditorium with backup power to take shelter from the rain. The building collapsed.

There is no one in the teaching building, and apart from some financial losses to the school, there are no other losses. Maybe those Chinese students can have a rare early vacation."

The intelligence officer may have noticed that the atmosphere in the control room was a bit solemn and told a joke. Although no one laughed, upon hearing the news, the staff in the control room, including the three professors on duty, all breathed a sigh of relief.

"But this is not good news." Schneider first said to the two professors beside him, and then shouted, "Norma, haven't the signals of interim commissioner Lu Mingfei and Chen Motong been tracked yet?"

They who have not been contacted so far should have encountered the pure-blood dragon. Although there are still some things that are unclear, Schneider, who lacks intelligence, can only think so. After all, such a thing happened to Lu Mingfei.

Nothing is possible.

Norma's voice sounded: "Sorry, Professor Schneider, I still can't track their signal."

"eva..." someone behind him said, "if we transform into eva mode, we might be able to find them."

"The activation of the EVA model requires two identity cards and authorization letters from the principal. The key is that only the vice principal is still on campus." Schneider said, "Also, the existence of EVA is a college secret, and how did you know about it?

?”

"This..." Manstein was at a loss for words. He only knew the true identity of college secretary Norma through his father, who made him feel ashamed, but he didn't know the more specific details.

Guderian looked confused as he watched two colleagues and friends discussing topics he didn't understand. He felt as if he was being left out.

"Merry Christmas! Boys." The door to the control room opened, and an old man wearing a stylish denim suit walked in.

With a big beer belly, he walked over and greeted the ugly-looking Manstein: "Hey! Son, did you miss me?"

"Good morning, Tutor Flamel." Schneider greeted Guderian.

Manstein held it in for a long time and said: "Merry Christmas, Dad."

The vice president nodded with satisfaction, walked to the console and clapped his hands: "Okay, boys, the staff below the tenured professor level will go out temporarily. I want to borrow this place."

The staff looked at me, I looked at you, and then all looked at Schneider, who was the head of the execution department.

"Make room." Schneider nodded.

After receiving the order, the staff put down all their work and left the central control room in an orderly manner.

"Also," the vice principal added, "Norma, please go out too."

"Okay." A gentle female voice sounded, and the light that symbolized Norma's running was turned off.

Guderian was about to go out at this time. He was just a trainee professor, but the vice-principal stopped him: "You kid over there, stay here too. You are that kid's teacher and you are qualified to know what's going on below."

."

"Okay, Master Flamel." Guderian heard the order from his good friend's father and returned to the three of them.

After all the intelligence agents left, only the four of them were left in the huge central control room.

When Guderian wanted to quietly ask his friends what he was talking about, the vice-principal said to Schneider: "Show them that."

Schneider hesitated for a moment: "But... Tutor Flamel, this requires the principal's permission."

The vice-principal took out a wine flask from nowhere, completely ignoring that this was an important central control room, and opened it on his own. Manstein wanted to stop it, but he stretched out his hand and did not say anything.

"That old guy from Angers handed over all the command rights to me before he left. Why don't you call him and contact him?" the vice-principal said, taking a sip from the wine bottle.

"In that case, as you wish." Schneider nodded, returned to the safe in the rest area where personal belongings were stored, and took out his laptop.

Returning to the station, use a data cable to connect this computer that is never connected to the Internet to the main computer in the central control room. A picture of a smiling and confident Asian man appeared on the big screen, as well as a copy of

An S-class file marked in red titled "Holy Grail Exploration Plan".

…

A slight vibration made the sleeping Chen Motong open her eyes. She just woke up from the coma and looked around and found that she was in the passenger seat of a certain vehicle. And in order to prevent her from waking up and causing trouble, she had

Tie with safety belt.

She thought about it with pain everywhere in her body. She recalled that when she led Maybach to the place where she expected to escape, Maybach did not get caught in the complicated terrain as she expected. Instead, he hit her directly with more ferocity.

When she came up, the G55, which was not in a hurry to dodge, was knocked off the road and rolled into the grass next to it. After that, she fired the remaining bullets at the Maybach. After failing to resist, she was taken into the empty Maybach.

To be honest, when she was unconscious at the time, she didn't know how she got into the Maybach, which seemed to be controlled by no one at all. She was the only one in the empty car, and no one controlled the steering wheel for her to see.

I was frightened for a while.

She stood up and tilted her head, wanting to look at the environment outside the window and confirm where she was now. The heavy rain outside that seemed to be unstoppable greatly interfered with her vision, but a falling thunder illuminated it.

She looked around and could barely see the scene outside clearly.

Looking at the green guardrails on both sides of the wide road and the lack of any scenery outside the guardrails, she guessed that it should be on a certain highway. But it might not be in Binhai. She almost turned around Binhai while following the temporary commissioners.

There are no roads that match any of the surrounding highways.

As if she understood where she was, Chen Motong lay back on the seat feebly. After all, she had not escaped the tragic fate that she could not escape.

Is this the price of freedom? I am not a princess, so why do so many people care about me? No, in this situation, I should be considered Tang Monk, right? The kind that can make you immortal if you eat it. I think I have been growing up in a birdcage.

She couldn't help but recall the last time she was so powerless, when she was alone in the same room with her mother who had no warmth.

At that time, she was not too old and already understood the concept of death, but she could not accept it. She stubbornly stayed with her mother as if she had not died, until the stinking body was found by the family two days and two nights later.

Others discovered that. From then on, she was considered to be a cold-natured person, and she thought so too. Until she thought she could get rid of her family's control and her own destiny.

But no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't change the situation. The feeling of powerlessness that she had sworn she would never experience again hit her again, almost defeating her. In the past, no one came to help her when she needed it most, and now... it's the same.
Chapter completed!