Listening to the story of Randall, the survivor of the first group, the moods of Huang Xiaobei and the others... Ah, except for Weslin who was very sad and sad, the other two were just like normal people.
Tang Seng's inner thoughts.
"A group of vampire goblins, die well! The poor monk from the province took action."
Huang Xiaobei's inner thoughts.
"That's right! Let your college lie to me, why don't a few more die!"
Only Weslin stood by the cage and asked with concern: "Senior, are you okay? Why do I hear your voice is so weak?"
Randall, class of 2008, is an outstanding graduate of the college. After his first baptism, he acquired the excellent ability of clairvoyance. He also has a very good relationship with Weslin in the North American branch.
Commissioner Huang on the side also expressed condolences, "Yeah, why is your voice so weak? Didn't they just take away your ability? Then you won't die."
"Haha," Randall smiled tiredly in the iron cage.
"Do you know how they took away my powers?"
Huang Xiaobei and the other three shook their heads at the same time.
Randall's voice sounded faintly, "They cut open the back of my head and took away my central nervous system."
All three of them stared wide-eyed and could not say a word.
"The back of my head has not been sutured, nor has it even been disinfected. It is precisely because my abilities have been taken away that I was released. As for other people, they may be the same as me.
Now, do you want to take a look at my wounds?"
As he spoke, Randall forced himself to get up from the ground, and wanted to show Huang Xiaobei and the others his wounds, which were dripping with blood and still dripping with brain fluid.
"No, no need!!" Huang Xiaobei and the others waved in unison, thanking Randall for his kindness...
"Weslin, I can feel it. I won't live long... Come on, think of a way and tell the academy what's going on here." Randall said softly, almost as if he was staying.
Last words.
Weslin said with a grimace: "What can I do? If there is a way to contact the college, will I still stay here?"
"You, who are the two people next to you? Why were they also arrested?"
"Oh, the bald brother is an ordinary person who has been implicated by us. Xiaobei is the second batch of people sent by the college to support the Celestial Empire, but he..."
Upon hearing this, Randall, who had almost returned to his original state of mind, suddenly became hopeful and interrupted Weslin's words directly.
"It's someone sent from the academy. Well, that's great. Since they are the second group of people, their strength must be far greater than ours. He will definitely have a way to save us... Wait,
What did you say his name was?"
"Huang Xiaobei, what's wrong?"
Silence, a deathly silence came over me.
After hearing these three words, Randall in the cage was silent for a long time without speaking.
After a while, sobbing sounded.
After a while, Randall said quietly: "Just wait for death."
Weslin nodded, "Yes, that's right."
Commissioner Huang was unhappy, "Hey, what do you mean? Why do you wait to die when you hear my name?"
Weslin pulled Huang Xiaobei: "Xiaobei, if you don't call me senior, I won't argue with you, but you still have to respect Senior Randall. He is several years older than us."
Commissioner Huang curled his lips, "The bullshit academy knows how to trick me every day. I have already drawn a clear line with you. Oh, by the way, you haven't said why you waited to die when you heard my name?"
Randall fell into deep despair and said: "Because when you came to the branch for an interview last year, I was one of the people who interviewed you! Your sweeping skills in public and your blessings to all of us have impressed me to this day. Unforgettable."
Commissioner Huang was speechless.
When he just graduated last year, he did go to the North American branch for an interview. Of course, before that, he had been rejected by sixteen branches, and even the African branch, which has always been notoriously poor, refused to hire him... . .
What Huang Xiaobei was doing at that time was just to see if he could get lucky. If he was admitted to the North American branch, he would have nothing to worry about.
But after several interviewers from the North American branch read his tough resume, they asked in a cold sweat: "Do you have any other special abilities, or what field are you good at?"
Commissioner Huang patted his chest and said, "Yes, absolutely yes, I am a very good sweeper!"
Half of the highly qualified interviewers almost opened their mouths and said the word "Go away!". Randall wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked, "Apart from this, is there anything else?" If it has something to do with hygiene, please stop talking about it."
Commissioner Huang thought for a while, then mysteriously came to the interviewers and whispered.
"You will die tomorrow!"
"Kick him out!" Minister Siris, who was also the interviewer at the time, turned over the table. Fortunately, he was not so angry at Commissioner Huang's blessing that he had Huang Xiaobei kicked out of North America. branch.
It's no wonder that Minister Siris didn't agree with Weslin contacting Huang Xiaobei at first. Oh, it's strange that he agreed.
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After being kicked out of the North American branch, it's easy to imagine what happened next.
Of course Commissioner Huang was unhappy after being kicked out of the North American branch. When he was unhappy, he would always say something.
"What the heck, isn't it the so-called first branch outside the college headquarters? Come on, if you have the ability, you will never fail in this life. If you have the ability, you will be the number one every year! Hehe, what do you have, what do you have."
At this point, Huang Xiaobei also fell silent, clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the sky, and sighed.
"But let's not talk about it, it is really possible to always be the number one. I heard that this North American branch is the strongest branch besides the college headquarters. There is also a professor in charge of the work. Not only that, almost everyone in the branch is Outstanding graduates of the year. Alas, such a strong branch probably won’t be defeated in a short time. If there is a year-end evaluation, it probably won’t even drop out of second place, alas.”
After the analysis, Comrade Huang Xiaobei at that time went back to the college in depression and continued sweeping the floor. But before leaving, he looked at the sky and said something.
"This shouldn't be considered poisonous milk, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, it doesn't count, it definitely doesn't count!"
To be honest, if Huang Xiaobei hadn't done it on purpose, the sun would have come out in the west.
In fact, when he learned from Weslin not long ago that the North American branch was almost completely wiped out because it went to China to provide support, Commissioner Huang's heart was complicated.
"It's really fallen..."
Alas, can we not fail? The entire North American branch, from Professor Boer, Minister Siris, to outstanding graduates such as Weslin and Randall.
Under Commissioner Huang's reasonable and well-founded analysis, which was definitely not intentional retaliation, each one of them was overflowing with the smell of milk, and their whole bodies were covered in poisonous milk.
In the entire North American branch, dozens of elite vampires were wiped out in less than a year due to Commissioner Huang's confusion.
Well, the bloody lessons of the North American branch also vividly taught us a truth: Never offend Huang Xiaobei if you offend anyone.
Of course, to be honest, most of Wong Tai Sin's remarks were analysis, but it was precisely because of this analysis from the heart that the Tai Sin's poisonous milk skills reached a peak.
Otherwise, it is estimated that the North American branch can survive for a while.
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Recalling his another victory last year, Commissioner Huang touched his face and said that his poisonous milk skills are still alive and well.
At this moment, Randall's voice came faintly.
"I remember when you were driven away by the minister, did you say anything nice?"
Commissioner Huang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Ah, I seem to have said that I wish everyone in your North American branch a long life."
It's over, it's over, it's cool. No wonder the North American branch is in such a miserable state. The source of the trouble for a long time is here.
Randall didn't know the truth of the matter at all, and still sighed: "If you had said that from the beginning, the minister might not have kicked you out. It just so happens that our branch is still short of a sweeper.
"
Damn, don’t you just want me to work in another place? Fuck you... Oh, forget it, let’s not argue with the North American branch. After all, the entire branch is about to lose my job, and in front of me
This senior......
Well, Senior, you may not know much about it, but the disaster you suffered today probably has something to do with me.
In fact, you really can’t blame me. Who told you...
Facing the North American branch and Senior Randall who were looking for abuse, Commissioner Huang kept shaking his head and sighing.
Tell me, you guys are really cheap. I had good intentions and wished you all a long life, but you beat me out. But I wish you all a good morning, and you actually want me to say a few more words? I really don’t know.
Good luck......
"Senior, you said your abilities were blocked by them before? What's going on?" Weslin pointed out the most critical question.
After a few seconds of silence, Randall responded weakly, "After we were captured here, they injected us with a medicine every day. That medicine seemed to be something that could seal our abilities. Not only that, I also suspected
, we have already been exposed to that kind of medicine before, otherwise we would not have been captured by them when they raided us that day, and we were unable to resist at all."
"Weslin, do you know what I suspect now?" Senior Randall reluctantly climbed to the edge of the iron cage, and his extremely pale and handsome face appeared in front of Huang Xiaobei and the others.
"I suspect, I suspect...that there is a mole in the academy!"
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"Didi." Seeing the instrument in his hand glowing red, the eldest brother from the Brother Club nodded with satisfaction, threw a bag of plasma to Weslin and said: "Drink it, I know that although you don't need to drink blood every day, but
You can't live without this."
Weslin was not polite. He took the plasma and drank it in big gulps. Because he drank too quickly, the blood flowed from the corner of his mouth to his white neck, which was particularly oozing.
Looking at the two sharp fangs that Weslin exposed when drinking blood, and looking at his expression as if he was enjoying himself as a drug addict, Tang Monk's brows were furrowed, and he thought to himself: "It is indeed a monster, but this monster has
Why isn’t the monster smell so authentic? Weird things happen.”
After throwing the plasma to Weslin, the two eldest brothers from the Brotherhood threw another bag of plasma into Randall's iron cage and muttered: "I'm going to die, so just be a dead man.
When you get down there, remember to say some good things about us brothers."
"By the way, the higher-ups specifically ordered this packet of plasma to be given to that boy. The higher-ups said that he must drink the blood. After he drinks the blood, he will test it with an instrument. I guess... Hey, this guy
Why did it fall down?"
Looking at Huang Xiaobei who was lying on the ground unconscious, the two elder brothers looked confused.
We didn’t hit him either? Why did he just...
At this time, Weslin finished drinking the plasma, burped, and the two sharp fangs in his mouth slowly disappeared.
Wiping the blood from his mouth, Lao Wei felt very relaxed and said, "Oh, you may not know that Xiaobei has a problem of fainting from blood. When he sees blood, he immediately faints and cannot hold back."