Chapter 78 The Vice Principal of Gonghuo

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 78 The Vice Principal of Gonghuo

Before leaving, an unexpected guest came to the Norton Hall.

The vice-chancellor in a cowboy hat joined them at lunch and snatched the bottle of 47-year-old Romanée-Conti from Fingel's hand.

This was a gift from Caesar to Lu Mingfei in return for building weapons for him.

Faced with such banditry, Fingel dared not speak out in anger, because the vice-principal was the person in charge of the Night Watch Forum, which was equivalent to his big boss.

The bastard Fingel handed the big boss a new wine glass and cut the steak for him diligently, just like a well-trained senior waiter.

"I heard you are going to Japan."

After eating and drinking, the vice-principal hiccupped for three days and said.

"Yes, what are your instructions? Do you want me to bring you adult magazines?"

Fingel said enthusiastically.

As we all know, the vice-principal's biggest hobby is to stay in the school bell tower, drink the strongest wine, watch the best Western movies, and taste the best adult magazines.

"Well, don't bring too much, just two boxes will be enough."

The vice principal hesitated and said.

"Okay."

Fingel said without changing his expression.

"What's the matter with you?"

Lu Mingfei interrupted their nonsense.

"Send you something nice."

The vice-principal fumbled around in his dirty jeans for a long time and finally pulled out a bottle of purple liquid.

"I heard that you got yourself a torture instrument, so I made a bottle of this as a reference. As long as you apply it on the weapon, the person who is hit will feel extreme pain."

The vice principal said cheerfully.

Everyone in the school knows that the vice-principal has the Word Spirit and Commandment, which can prevent hybrids and dragons within the range from using the Word Spirit. It is an important line of defense for the security of the college.

But few people know that Nicholas Flamel is one of the greatest alchemists in the world today.

"Why?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

"I have noticed that those guys in the Japanese branch have been unhappy for a long time. Now that I have the opportunity, of course I must punish them severely."

The vice principal said.

"I don't need it."

"Do me a favor and give this to you too."

The vice-principal took out something like a dice from his jeans.

"The dice with the alchemy field sealed can be used by pressing 6. The effect is to make the hybrids or dragons within the range unable to use the word spirit. Although the time is only 1 second, and the stronger the opponent's bloodline, the shorter the time, but for you

It should be enough."

He watched Lu Mingfei beat up the entire academy and had a clear understanding of the latter's strength.

"make a deal."

Lu Mingfei took the dice.

Word spirits are just as troublesome as psychic powers. Last time, the masked hybrid's highly mobile spirit allowed him to escape successfully. With this, he won't be able to escape next time.

"Remember the video."

After giving instructions to Fingel, the vice-principal left with satisfaction.

After all these years, he could finally see this kind of fun, which was enough for him to enjoy for several months.

Since they agreed to the vice principal, they also applied the alchemy potion to the weapons.

Only cold weapons are painted, there is no point in painting hot weapons.

With their firepower configuration, those who are hit will die in bliss on the spot without feeling any pain at all.

After everything was ready, they got into the principal's car, a modified Gulfstream G550.

One of the top private jets in the world, its value has increased dramatically, especially after being modified by the equipment department.

According to the Equipment Department, even if it is locked by the most advanced missiles, Sleipnir can easily get rid of it.

What? You mean comfort and stability?

Why does the plane the principal flies on need something like that? The people on it are not the lights of humanity like them.

When they got on the plane, in a private estate in Tokyo, an old man was forging a knife blank.

The drizzle is like gauze, the pine breeze is like the tide, and the old man in white linen is like a great swordsman in the Heian era, and also like a great priest in the Asuka era.

But when he saw the young man pushing the door open, the smile on his face was that of an ordinary old man.

"When can I learn to be so calm like you that the sword from the headquarters is pressed to my throat, and still be in the mood to fight in the mountains?"

While the young man was talking, he squatted by the fire and watched quietly.

"This is the privilege of the elderly. You haven't arrived yet."

Masamune Nagatachibana, the head of the Sheqi Eight Family, said with a smile.

"I think my time has come. I want to retire now and sell sunscreen on the beach in Kanagawa."

Yuan Zhisheng, the director of the Kassel Japan Branch Executive Bureau and the head of the Uchisan family, said calmly.

Kanagawa, Japan's famous holiday destination, is affected by the warm Pacific current and has a warm climate with almost no frost.

The coast of Somo Bay is dotted with bathing beaches and sea ice parks, attracting a large number of tourists every year.

"Why would you want to sell this?"

Tachibana Masamune was a little surprised.

"I met a French netizen who opened a small shop selling suntan lotion on the beach. He could see hundreds of thousands of naked women in one summer. If he met a good figure, he would give her trial clothes and then serve him personally. Summer

After that, we can close our doors and receive relief, how wonderful that life would be."

Yuan's naive expression was one of yearning.

As for why she didn’t go to France, Eri definitely wanted to stay in a familiar place.

"Sick of violence?"

Tachibana Masamune asked softly.

"Only lunatics and weak people like violence. I am neither of those. I have great power, but I don't know what to do with it."

Yuan Zhisheng picked up the Kansai shochu next to the stove and took a sip of it.

This year's rainy season was so cold, it was cold to the core of his bones.

He killed another ghost today, but he didn't feel the same pleasure as subduing the demon.

Those degenerates are like moths in the darkness. As long as there is a little hope, they will pounce on them regardless of their own safety. It doesn't matter whether they burn themselves or others.

He hated such unscrupulous behavior, but he himself was no better.

He is also an insect living in the darkness, but he is dressed in a colorful coat.

"My child, you are Amaterasu, the one who is destined to inherit the Sheqi family. You shouldn't think so much."

The old man sighed.

"Is it destined? Let's not talk about this. What should we do about the people coming from the headquarters?"

Yuan Zhisheng changed the topic.

"They said they would arrive tonight and they didn't need us to pick them up."

Tachibana Masamune said.

"How can that be done? That is the principal's new favorite. How can we not give him a warm welcome?"

Yuan Zhisheng said with a mocking tone.

Although he hates the bloody life, he is after all the young head of the eight Sheqi families, and it is impossible for him not to have a little rebellious mentality towards Anger, who has been weighing on them for decades.

"You and the Inuyama parents will look at the arrangements, but my suggestion is to be as friendly as possible. After all, they are here with a mission this time."

Tachibana Masamune said.

The Inuyama family is in charge of the entertainment industry and has countless handsome men and beautiful women and high-end clubs under their control. They are the most professional in entertaining guests.

"Are you talking about the 'sacred blood' thing?"

Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"That's right. Don't let the academy discover their existence, otherwise Ange will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble and bring the Sheqi family back under his wing."

Tachibana Masamune said seriously.

The backbone of the eight Sheqi family members was broken once, and it took them decades to straighten it out again, and they would never allow it to bend any further.

"Don't worry, Dad, I'll make them go back to America in shit."

Yuan Zhisheng showed a cruel smile.
Chapter completed!