Chapter five hundred and forty seventh: The ruthless man of the executive department
The Brass Dragon in the Dragon World Chapter 547: The ruthless man in the execution department
Chu Zihang looked back at the manor. The sudden arrival of Fingel and Zero caught him off guard. Fortunately, Lu Mingfei had already solved the problem, saving him the trouble of blowing Fingel's head.
effort.
The anesthetic bombs brought by China have been exhausted, and most of the remaining ones are live ammunition with terrifying power. No matter how ruthless Chu Zihang is, it will be difficult for him to turn his classmates into a puddle of ketchup and tofu.
There are always ruthless people in the executive department who can attack their companions without mercy, whether they are contaminated by dragon blood or bewitched by other humans.
But Chu Zihang couldn't do it, maybe because he was not as cold as he showed.
At this moment, Chu Zihang's expression changed, his eyebrows twisted into a ball, he squatted down and put his palms on the ground.
He could feel the earth shaking, and something was coming towards here.
"come yet?"
Chu Zihang said to himself, his voice was very soft, and was lost in the rustling of leaves. He took out the grenade on his waist, with a brass dragon's head painted on it, and started on the only way to the manor.
What is arranged.
In a modified jeep, the hose around Schneider's neck shook up and down with the bumps, which made his throat itch a little, but he remained unmoved. He had become accustomed to this itch over the years.
"Minister, why do you need to come here in person? Your body..." A young girl next to her looked nervous. She just graduated from Kassel College last year. After entering the executive department, she has been doing paperwork until recently.
Opportunity.
The young girl packed her luggage happily and ran to France with her seniors who looked very powerful at first glance. Then she realized that she was still too young.
She stayed in France for a week with a group of seniors, just to find some sophomores from Kassel College.
The girl's mood at that time was as subtle as that of a graduate student in civil engineering who had to go to a construction site to clear dust.
Just as she was lamenting that she had not found her talent, an order came. Her team was packed and put on a plane and flew to Germany. When she landed, she saw the extremely eye-catching figure next to her:
Executive Director, Schneider.
"Assistant Executive Officer of Eloyin, you don't need to worry about my body." Schneider said calmly, his voice was like a banshee scratching a blackboard with her nails, giving people goosebumps all over their body.
"Yes... yes, I understand." Eruoyin avoided Schneider's gaze in a panic and looked at the forest outside the window. She knew that she was going to Cassel Manor, the secret party's holy land.
As a top student from the history department, she naturally knew what it meant, but she had never been there before and was looking forward to it for a while.
At this moment, the fire flashed out in the woods outside the window.
boom!
"Get down!"
"Enemy attack!"
Schneider held down the back of Elo Yin's head and pushed her under the seat. A fierce explosion hit the car body. The specially treated glass cracked and trembled like ice floes in spring, and then exploded into countless fragments.
In the metal storm composed of glass and shrapnel, the heavily armed members of the executive branch could only tremble, but the anger in their hearts continued to grow.
The surrounding sounds gradually subsided, and the flames gradually extinguished in the surrounding humid environment. Schneider brushed away the glass shards on his body.
"Booby trap?"
Schneider murmured to himself that the explosion came from under a tree on the roadside. It was not very powerful. When faced with the heavily armed execution department commissioners, it only scratched a few blood marks on their bodies.
"Children's tricks."
Schneider grinned disdainfully and got out of the car under the protection of the commissioner next to him. After noticing Fingel and Zero leaving, Schneider keenly sensed something was wrong between them and immediately dispatched a small team to Germany.
If it weren't for members of the Gattuso and Laurent families, he wouldn't be able to command him.
There will definitely be more people coming here.
"Get off the car and walk, advance steadily towards Cassel Manor, don't scatter." Schneider looked around, the forest was so quiet that it was disturbing, and added: "The machine gunners are preparing to suppress fire."
Under the roar just now, the forest road leading to Cassel Manor was now eerily quiet. The members of the execution department formed a battle formation and moved forward slowly while surveying the surrounding situation.
At this moment, a grenade with a brass dragon head printed on it was thrown from the woods, bouncing on the ground, and landed right in the middle of the team.
Schneider immediately shouted in a voice like a broken gong: "Take the No. 3 potion to keep your mind clear. It's just an anesthetic bomb."
A little bit of yellow smoke poured out from the grenade. The members of the execution team calmly took out the antidote, opened their sleeves, and injected it into their arms.
But Schneider, who was surrounded in the middle, remained unmoved and calmly watched the yellow smoke spread. He pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at the bushes where the grenade was thrown and shot.
The bullet hit the tree trunk, sawdust flying, Schneider flicked his wrist, the muzzle moved sideways, the muzzle flames surged, a figure flashed between the trees, followed by a muffled groan.
At this moment, the girl beside Schneider, Oluoyin, suddenly shook a few times, then fell to the ground with a snap.
"How could it be so? The antidote didn't work." A commissioner shook his sleepy head. The medicine they just administered was a drug that was particularly effective against Frigga anesthetic. It also had a strong effect on other types of anesthetics.
"Because this is not an anesthetic, but a non-toxic and harmless sleeping pill." Chu Zihang walked out of the darkness and watched his former teammates fall to the ground one after another. Only Schneider was still standing there, wearing a windbreaker, looking like
Like a lonely vampire.
"Teacher Schneider, don't you want to sleep?" Chu Zihang wiped away the blood marks on his cheek from the bullet and asked his former instructor.
Schneider walked out of the pale yellow mist, looked at the former reserve ace of the Executive Department, his face with exposed muscles trembled slightly, and said calmly: "I haven't had a good sleep for a long time. In order to maintain life, those in the Medical Department went to
I had a lot of stuff injected into my veins."
If Schneider's condition could be described in a simple way, it would be that there is no trace of blood in the stimulants. After the Greenland incident, his body was in pieces, and now he can only rely on machinery and drugs to survive.
"Is that so? Then I'm sorry." Chu Zihang raised the rifle in his hand: "The last anesthetic grenade has been used up. I only have live ammunition in my hand now. Teacher Schneider, surrender."
"Do you think you can capture me?" Schneider raised his pistol at the same time, but it was not aimed at Chu Zihang in front of him, but at his own temple.
The execution department never lacks ruthless people, whether they are ruthless to others or ruthless to themselves.