"Hey, hey, hey? If anything happens to Chief Henkel, just say, my signal is not very good, and I'm busy right now!"

Fingel cut off the head of the hunting dog that crawled out of the underground sewer with a knife, then raised his foot and kicked the head, which was still in the mouth, into the wall like a ball.

The men in black combat uniforms who were gathered nearby quickly gathered around and put a set of sacks into which the body had been cut in two.

Before installing it, everyone carefully cut it into pieces and sprayed it with special chemicals. After all, everyone has seen the vitality of this thing.

"What are you busy with? Why are you busy, guarding the peace of Tokyo!" Fingel said sadly, "Chief Henkel, I must severely criticize you. The task force you sent has the nerve to say that it is professional? Even a cute girl.

There’s no talk of any majors? Those nerds in the equipment department have a group of young female idols to accompany them. They can fight, fight, and breastfeed, so what majors do they need!"

As he spoke, he chopped off the sword with absolute ferocity and violence!

Shou climbed up from the manhole cover and raised his knife to meet him, but he was cut into two pieces with the knife and the man.

The members of the professional task force exchanged glances with each other. They all saw the shock of their teammates. They lowered their heads and continued to collect the corpses. They had no objections to the captain's evaluation, and their faces were full of yes, yes, yes.

Fingel picked up his fourth cigar of the night, and the professional took the initiative to light it.

"What are you talking about?" Fingel suddenly frowned, losing interest in joking, and his expression became rarely serious.

Then there was a long silence. Fingel looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"...I understand. Please pay attention to your own safety. I'm afraid the other party will not stop here. Should I say that he is an old friend of the principal? Friedrich von Long's strength exceeds all of our expectations." Fenger.

Er said in a low voice, "Since they have taken action, they will definitely leave clues. EVA will find their traces, and they will also enter the secret party's sight. By then..."

He suddenly stopped, and Tong Kong shrank, "Do you think Friedrich von Long has contact with the secret party?! This is impossible, Angers will never let him go... Wait, you mean

The Gattuso family?”

"...I understand, I will pay attention."

Fingel hung up the phone, looked up at the night when the rain gradually stopped, and sighed inexplicably.

His heart felt heavy and relaxed at the same time. The forces hidden under the water finally began to surface. This meant that they finally had a chance for revenge, but it also meant a crisis.

No one knows how much strength they have accumulated and developed over the years. Compared with them, the strength of Kassel College is too obvious.

What's even more fatal is that the top management of the college is not of the same mind.

This is also the reason why he chose to join the Henkel camp. He has seen through the essence of the school board. There is an essential difference between today's school board and the former Presbyterian Church. For example, Fros, the representative of the Gattuso family, the largest school board

Te turned out to be a typical businessman.

It's hard to imagine what would happen to Kassel if Angers really stepped down.

In fact, Fingel has been wondering.

The Secret Party has been taking the destruction of the Dragon Clan as its own mission since ancient times, and has made great ambitions to bury the Dragon Clan's era.

Principal Angers even proposed a plan to completely kill the four monarchs in this era. After completely killing the four monarchs, wouldn't the only one left be the Black King? Will the Secret Party let the Black King go, or will they respect the Black King as their own?

king?

The answer is no.

But the question is, does the secret party really have the strength to kill the Black King?

In other words, the secret party is not even qualified to kill the four monarchs.

Fingel has no idea what trump card the Secret Party has hidden, and how it can deal with the four monarchs and the final Black King. Is it possible to bet that the other party will be in the same state as Constantine every time?

Or is it that Lu Mingfei is the principal’s trump card?

Fingel slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, no, this is not enough, Lu Mingfei is only the principal's trump card, not the entire secret party.

To be able to make the secret party insist on slaying dragons and burying the dragon clan from ancient times to the present, they must have a secret weapon that can threaten the four monarchs and even the Black King, even if they think they do.

The question now is, is this secret weapon in the hands of the principal?

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"Report, the element flow above Tokyo is stabilizing. The heavy rain has stopped and the tsunami is receding..." Eva answered mechanically, with the data flow flashing rapidly in her eyes.

"I can see, I can see." The vice-principal stretched his neck and looked out the window. Originally, dense lightning gathered behind the clouds for a party, but now there was no movement in the dark clouds.

Originally, the air in this city was filled with tension and dangerous atmosphere, but now these atmospheres have been swept away, and the wind blowing from afar gently caresses people's faces, and it feels like the dust has settled.

feel.

The vice-principal muttered: "Damn it, what's going on? Could it be that Ange and the others really hacked King Bai to death? Then wouldn't it mean that I can't be the principal?"

Patsy, who had been standing in the corner of the Meteorological Hall, suddenly walked towards the door and left the hall quietly without anyone noticing.

After walking out of the meteorological building, Patsy took out his cell phone, glanced at the information on it, and silently found a motorcycle on the side of the road, heading towards a certain coordinate.

He walked through the overflowing streets and found that the water on the streets was flowing backwards, an incredible sight.

The heavy rain has stopped, the sea breeze flowing through the city has become gentler, Mount Fuji has also stopped erupting, and the aftershocks radiating out from the center of Mount Fuji have gradually stopped.

The only thing left in this city now is the rising of dawn.

Patsy walked silently through the streets and finally arrived at his destination.

When he arrived, the blond man had his back turned to him, standing in the sea with a knife, surrounded by the remains of countless corpses. The rising and falling seawater was carrying these corpses back to the embrace of the sea.

Pasi Tong's eyes shrank, and only the young master could be seen. It was hard to imagine how he survived in this place.

"Young Master, I'm here." Passi said calmly.

Caesar turned around, and the man behind him who always lowered his head lowered his head as usual, with golden bangs covering half of his face.

"Did my uncle ask you to come, or did my beastly father ask you to come?" Caesar asked calmly.

"Your father sent me to Tokyo to take you back intact." Patsy replied calmly.

Caesar did not answer, he was pondering the words Freya left him when she left.

He didn't know whether he should believe what Freya and Liszt said, but he had to admit that he had been shaken, and next he was going to verify the truth of all this.

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…

Lu Mingfei walked out of the ancient palace deep in the Night Food Plain holding Eliyi who was still sleeping.

Natsumi and others did not follow him, but were responsible for clearing out the hunting dogs that fled in Tokyo.

They must clean up all these monsters before the next day and keep the secrets of the dragon clan.

Otherwise, the news that "Japan suffered an alien invasion" would spread all over the world the next day and appear on the front pages of major websites.

He held Eri and flew over Tokyo. The Tokyo Sky Tree, which was out of power in the distance, suddenly lit up, guiding him like a lighthouse. Although half of the city was soaked in sea water, it still looked like a dot.

The Buddhist altar filled with candles was so bright that it looked like a sea of ​​dim stars in his eyes.

He finally landed on the top of the Sky Tree, which is like the highest point in Tokyo and can overlook most of the city.

At night, the city was not as brightly lit as usual. The circuits in most areas were cut off, and only a few districts still had sporadic lights on.

In addition, there is the sky tree under them.

Lu Mingfei put the windbreaker on Eliyi and let her lean on his shoulders.

The sea breeze blowing from the distance gently ruffled the girl's dark red hair. She was like a sleeping princess, breathing steadily and softly, leaning lightly on the boy's shoulder.

Lu Mingfei hummed softly, feeling calmer than ever before.

He looked at the city below him. The tide was receding. When the tide receded, it was destined to take away a lot of things.

Some people and some things are destined to leave this city forever with the tide and go to distant places.

He was powerless to change all this, and had no intention of changing it.

As he said to Herzog, fate is fair to everyone, and everyone seems so powerless in front of the wave of fate, just like the monkey with a broken head and bleeding, no matter how he struggles,

There is no way to escape the shackles of fate.

That's why.

Lu Mingfei rejoiced from the bottom of his heart, glad that he was no longer the monkey who could not break the boundaries of fate.

Reality is cruel, and so is fate.

To break them, and to break the established fate of everyone around you, requires determination and strength that can subvert everything.

Maybe many people are determined to change everything, but they often fall halfway and get their heads bruised and bloody because of lack of strength.

Every time he thinks about this, Lu Mingfei will cherish the present and everything he has more and more.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked into the deep night.

I was silently counting how long it was until dawn.

He took a deep breath, and after his strength receded like a tide, there was a sense of soreness and numbness in all parts of his body. Although it was not strong, it was still there.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at the sleeping girl lying on his shoulder, and gently stretched out his fingers to touch the girl's cheek.

Well, it's really soft.

He happily decided to wait here for Eriki to wake up and watch with her the distant sun rising from the horizon and the white gulls flying from the sea passing over their heads.
To be continued...