Angers turned his head and said to Violet, who was sitting quietly on her knees. Even though the situation was tense at this moment, she still lowered her eyes, not knowing whether she was distracted or dozing off.
"Okay, teacher." Violet nodded obediently, without saying anything else. She opened the wooden door and walked out under the watchful eyes of the rest of the room.
She didn't say anything about fighting with Ange, because she knew that Mr. Ange was very powerful and could deal with an Inuyama, but she couldn't stay too far away. She also had to follow her brother's instructions to prevent Mr. Ange from killing Inuyama at the critical moment.
Congratulations.
So she came to the edge of the dance floor on the first floor and stood quietly. Opposite her was the golden dancer who had just danced the welcome dance. They also looked at Violet quietly, with their hands placed close to the bottom of her skirt, their gazes
Watching her movements closely, it seemed that as soon as she made the slightest movement, he would pull out a weapon from under her skirt and rush to fight.
Violet looked around, seeming to be admiring the decoration here, and then her eyes moved slightly. She saw a decorative Jujiji gun on the wall not far away. It was about two meters long, and the white blade reflected the light.
, not sharpened. This is exactly the style of weapon she likes to use, but the weight may be much different.
At this moment, there was the sound of swords clashing upstairs, followed by the sound of swords cutting through wood, fast and swift, the sound of a wooden table being kicked, a loud crash, and the wooden door of the Japanese-style room on the third floor was smashed.
, a vigorous and flexible figure floated down from the corridor and stood steadily in the center of the dance floor.
The thin bamboos used for decoration on both sides of the corridor were chopped to pieces, and countless bamboo leaves fell slowly. The corridor on the third floor was a mess.
The dancers and musicians had already set their sights on Angers when he came down. At the same time, their hands slowly reached under their skirts, preparing to take out their weapons.
But Angers didn't pay attention to their actions. The old guy turned his head and glanced at Violet, who was standing quietly on the edge, smiled, blinked, and then looked up to the third floor.
Violet blinked slightly, not quite understanding what Angers meant by winking at her, but when she saw Teacher Angers surrounded by dozens of dancers and musicians, there was a trace of displeasure in her eyes.
She has always disliked bullying others, especially when the person being bullied was her teacher. Although the teacher was not serious and her senior brother said she didn't need to worry about him, the girl still couldn't help but feel annoyed, but due to the hand
Without weapons, I could only stand there and watch.
Inuyama Ga slowly stood up in the corridor, and a group of his goddaughters quickly rushed out of the Japanese room and surrounded him, holding various weapons in their hands, with cold faces and sharp eyes.
They stood in front of the railing of the corridor, looking down at Angers who was surrounded by dancers on the dance floor. The musicians on the second floor also pulled out the "Kiku Ichimonji" from the collar of their kimonos, and they hid this long sword in their backs.
, close to the back, the handle of the knife is at the back of the neck and the tip is below the buttocks, so they sit upright and are held upright.
They slowly descended from the stairs on both sides, holding long knives and looking solemn. After reaching the dance floor, they quickly spread out to form a circle with the dancers.
"Principal, do you want some band-aids? Or some soju to relieve the pain? Just like back then?" Inuyama Ga mocked loudly, but he didn't see a drop of blood slowly forming on his forehead.
He frowned and pressed his hand between his eyebrows. A blood mark appeared there, and blood was flowing out silently.
He was slapped in the face by his own words. One second he was asking others if they needed a band-aid, and the next second he was bleeding, but others were still fine and even looked at him with a chuckle, like a naughty monkey.
"No! It's too slow." Angers turned his two swords. "You have become even slower after leaving Kassel College! Sure enough, a gangster can only be a gangster for the rest of his life?"
Afterwards, he no longer looked at Inuyama Ga, but looked at the surrounding maiji musicians and Violet standing on the edge of the dance floor, "It's pointless for you to bully an old man like me, and I don't want to do anything to a beautiful girl.
It happens that my student is also here, so you can play with her."
The Maihime musicians were all stunned, and then looked at Inuyama Ga high up, as if asking him what he meant.
Inuyama He, who was secretly annoyed, waved his hand impatiently and motioned for them to do as they were told. Then he looked at Angers and said, "It wasn't even a warm-up just now. Is it faster or slower? You will know later, principal."
Already."
After getting Inuyama Ga's permission, the maihime musicians began to focus on the girl behind them and began to slowly form a circle around her, with Violet in the center.
Violet also noticed their movements, her face remained calm, not at all nervous or panicked, or in other words she didn't care at all, even though she was facing dozens of beautiful young ladies holding sharp knives.
She looked at the dancers and musicians quietly, with her hands bare. She had already put her mobile phone away. It was the only thing she had to contact her senior brothers, and she didn't dare to throw it away.
"Let's not talk about this, my student came here with bare hands," Angers glanced at the girl who seemed to be preparing to fight with bare hands, "Do you want her to deal with your goddaughter with bare hands?"
"Mimi." Inuyama Ga said quietly to the girl next to him.
The girl named Mimi lowered her head heavily, then walked into a Japanese-style room and came out with a Jumonji gun and stood next to Inuyama Ga and handed it to him.
Inuyamaga grabbed the Jumonjigun without looking and threw it hard. He heard the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air. A cold wind blew past. The Jumonmongun passed through a distance of nearly ten meters and stabbed diagonally into Wei.
On the floor in front of Erlite, the tail of the gun was still shaking gently.
Violet raised her head and seemed to glance at Inuyama Ga, then reached out to grab the Jumonji Gun, and pulled it out easily with a slight exertion.
Inuyama He frowned slightly when he saw this. He originally wanted to give Violet a Jumonji Gun that no one outside had seen before to embarrass her. He even used 100% of his strength when throwing it just to make Violet
He couldn't pull it out, but he miscalculated. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak and quiet girl could easily pull out the Jumonji Gun that was inserted more than ten centimeters into the floor.
Only then did he realize that none of the students who could be taken care of by Ang Zhao were simple, or in other words, no weaklings.
"Hahaha, did you miscalculate?" Ange looked at Inuyama He and laughed disdainfully, "As expected, garbage can only be garbage. No matter how much you jump around, it can't change the fact that you are garbage."
"Inuyama-kun, don't be impulsive! Now is not the time to get angry!"
Just as Angers finished speaking, the other two house owners, who seemed to have been smoking indoors for a while, chased them out, shouting loudly and looking nervous.
But it was too late. Inuyamaga, whose eyes had turned red since hearing Angers words, angrily pulled out the white paper fan from his waist and threw it to the center of the dance floor.
Then, as if the lights received a signal, all the lights were instantly extinguished, and the laser lights were intertwined into a network. The projection lights on the ground cast the light and shadow of the blazing flames onto the roof above, and the subwoofers poured out towards the dance floor from all directions.
Sound waves.
The clarion call for battle started in an instant.