While Fingel was sweating coldly, another man was also sweating coldly not far away.
His name is Frey, or rather he is called Frey now, and his profession is a small-time drug kingpin in Chicago, responsible for supplying drugs to the black uncles in the southern part of Chicago.
This job is not bad. The black area on the south side of Chicago is full of disorder. Because it is a low-tax group, the area is unmanaged and there are constant shootings, which has successfully made Chicago one of the most chaotic cities in the United States.
But no one cares. This place has been like this since 80 years ago. It's nothing more than the Bloods and Crips gangs that led the criminal gangs from Al Capone's Italian gangs to black ones.
The only thing these insects hiding in the dark need to pay attention to is not to go to that school in the suburbs, let alone harass the students there.
There was a guy who wanted to rob a yellow student who came out of there. Later, the man and his gang had their throats slit and thrown in front of the then Chicago gang boss.
The matter was settled, but the blood and screams allowed all the underworld to learn new knowledge.
It can only be said that the teaching results of Kassel College are outstanding.
And now, Frey, the little drug leader, is quietly looking at the brightly lit Kassel College on the hilltop, surrounded by a circle of big-bodied gangsters. The place is filled with smoke, and an unpleasant smell of medicine fills the small van.
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"You go from here. There is an underground warehouse in this school. There are all good things in it." Frey recalled the words of the bishop: "You can take whatever you want, and smash and burn the rest."
"Frey, where did you get the money?" asked a guy who seemed to have some brains. "I've heard that people in this place are not easy to deal with."
Frey wiped the cold sweat from his head. No one knew better than him that the people in this place were not to be trifled with, but his superiors and his source of goods had such demands. What could he do as he had already fallen into a drug pit?
And similarly, these thugs he hired were also a bunch of rotten poisonous insects. Under their seemingly strong skins, there was rotten and smelly poisonous flesh. In order to take a sip, they would kill his own mother without feeling heartache.
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"Shut up, don't you think you want the goods?" Frey roared, and the skinny drug leader suddenly had a new look: "Come with me after you finish smoking."
The defense of Kassel Academy is not without loopholes, or in other words, this place does not need so-called defense in the first place. Those mixed-race children in the academy who have an excessive desire to attack will pounce on intruders like piranhas, killing them with soup.
Eat all the bones.
If the invader is strong and can win the siege of the hybrids, then he will face the most outstanding commissioners of the Executive Department, as well as the brass dragon who likes to chat and lurks underground in the academy.
A group of people started from the foot of the mountain and climbed along the path up the mountain. They wanted to enter through the defensive gap on the side of the college. According to the order Frey received, they did not need to get any treasures, they just needed to cause a stir in the school.
Just riot.
At this time, most students in the college were celebrating the arrival of new students. The old professors had gone to bed, leaving only the young teachers who were struggling to publish papers and were still burning the midnight oil.
This is when Kassel's defenses are at their weakest.
As the center of the protective network and the secret weapon of Kassel College, what is our protagonist Ender doing?
Chatting with pretty girls.
In Ender's dragon's lair, Ender lay on the pile of gold coins and looked at the girl in the sailor suit in front of him.
"Come on, don't be angry," Ender poked the shadow in front of him: "I'm just interrupting your date with Fingel, you're so petty."
"Mr. Ander," an unhappy smile appeared on the girl's face: "War mode consumes a lot of power and is not a voice assistant for chatting."
If Norma, the artificial intelligence in the academy, turns on war mode, she will turn into a personality named EVA. This personality is smarter and more comfortable to chat with.
"To be honest, the war doesn't need artificial intelligence like you at all," Ender said without politeness, breaking the opponent's cover: "Norma is enough, and I know the electricity bill of the college. It doesn't matter if it is turned on temporarily.
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"Principal Angran, too, and vice-principal too, why do you all like to use school things indiscriminately." EVA looked very distressed.
"Don't say that. Proper communication will help your soul recover." Ender looked at the girl in front of him: "If you are always immersed in the online world, your brain will have problems. I don't want you to suddenly have an idea one day.
To destroy mankind."
"I'm very sensible. Although there are a lot of bad things on the Internet, if you analyze it carefully, you will find that there is nothing except pornographic content, only a bunch of self-talk." EVA complained.
"Wonderful, you have almost captured the essence of the Internet." Ander praised.
At this time, the smiling EVA flashed for a while and then its expression became sluggish. A mechanical voice came from the speaker next to it: "Principal Ander, someone has invaded Kassel. Do you want to activate the emergency plan?"
"Where's Angers?" Ander was a little surprised: "Go to him for this kind of thing."
"Principal Angers went to France."
"Okay, let's go find the little girl from the Langluo family again."
Ender flapped his wings in disappointment, and a gust of wind blew in the hall. The low sound of the wind was accompanied by Ender's somewhat angry voice.
"I don't want to be disturbed tonight, so I'll turn on the alchemy circle and let them enjoy it."
Following Ender's order, the executive commissioner who had already picked up his gun sat down and looked at his companion next to him with some disappointment.
"It's not easy to encounter such a thing, I thought I would be happy." The commissioner was very disappointed. The invasion of Kassel was so rare that it might not happen once in decades.
"You should calm down," the commissioner next to him stopped him: "Obviously Principal Ander wants to have a good time."
Underground in the academy, silver-white mercury liquid was moving. In the alchemy array, a white gem bloomed with dazzling brilliance, pouring energy into it continuously.
Yellow sand filled the air, and there was a hint of dry desert atmosphere in Kassel at night. Frey and his party, who were walking on the path, fell into the desert environment before they could react.
"Weren't we on the mountain just now?" Frey looked at the bright Xisha and the sun in the sky, obviously a little panicked.
"what happened?"
"What's going on here?"
"Am I too high?"
The thugs were also confused, but at this moment, everyone saw the terrifying monster in the distance.
That terrifying creature with four legs, two wings, and brass-colored scales.
"Dragon..." Frey looked at the giant beast in the sky and muttered to himself.