Lu Mingfei looked at the ancient clock on the dance floor. His communicator was filled with static.
"Mingfei." A cold voice came from the earpiece. Just as Lu Mingfei was about to answer, he suddenly heard,""Mingfei, don't speak. Do whatever you want to do and pretend to be focused. Don't let others notice that you're talking to someone else.”
Lu Mingfei picked up the Emperor L115A3 sniper rifle and used the knowledge he had learned in the academy to examine the gun. The surrounding people were already used to it. They had already tidied up their clothes and gathered into a group, pretending that nothing had happened and chatting happily.
Lu Mingfei listened quietly and covered his eyes with his gun. His eyes were cold.
"Understood, senior. The accomplices of that person here will be under control when you get violent.”Lu Mingfei said softly," I feel like I've changed.”
"You are an excellent demon descendant. The dragon blood that is hidden in the body of every mixed-blood sometimes makes us fight. Perhaps you just didn't activate your dragon blood in the past.”Han Leng said," Senior, you've been tempered by blood and made your dragon blood boil. You should be able to control your golden pupils now, right?”
"Anytime." Lu Mingfei said," It's just that I never knew what my Spirit of Words was.”
"It's okay. I didn't know what my Spirit of the Word was at first. I only used it when I was in danger. You have to be confident. Every mixed-blood uses the Spirit of Words. It's our strongest saber, better than all weapons.”Han Leng said calmly," Temporary Commissioner of the Executive Board, Kassel Academy's second year'S 'grade student, Lu Mingfei. This mission has made an exception and promoted him to' A 'grade. Are you ready?"
"Be ready at any time. I'm your backup."
Han Leng silently turned off the communicator and sighed softly.
"That useless junior brother has changed." In the end, it was Chu Zihang who said," You've become less cowardly."”
"Every mixed-blood is the descendant of a demon. Perhaps some people will upgrade themselves to become the descendants of gods. However, we are essentially a group of monsters that are neither humans nor dragons.”Caesar sighed." That loser has never come into contact with anyone with dragon blood in the past years. His bloodline is too pure, and it's difficult to find a sense of belonging among the crowd. Therefore, he had no choice but to pretend to be a coward who was always full of nonsense.”
"This is also our own sorrow. Junior Brothers, where should we go to eat after we finish this mission?”Han Leng asked," Why don't we go to a good hotel or eat at a food stall?”
"Food stall? Is it a Chinese restaurant?" Caesar was very interested." Then let's go and try.”
"Yes!" Chu Zihang was speechless. As the stepson of a wealthy businessman in China, he never knew what a food stall was. As a mixed-blood with violent tendencies and a suicidal skill like exploding blood, he really did not want to watch the news. Because many headlines were caused when he was carrying out missions, he had his scholarship deducted thirteen times and had thirteen major demerits.
"Did you hear what I said to Ming Fei just now?”Han Leng said," If you're still not clear, I can say it again. We are really risking our lives this time."
"A surprise attack doesn't have to be so troublesome. Chu Zihang and I are both 'A' level in tactics.”Caesar said that as a man with a charismatic personality, he never worried about making mistakes in tactics. As a leader, tactics were always the first resort. As for Chu Zihang, as the leader of the Lionheart Cultist, even though he had the help of Lancelot, he preferred practical operations. Therefore, he only had a 'C' grade in military tactics, but his actual tactics were higher than Caesar's.
As a veteran Assassin Master and the former vice president of the Lionheart Cultist, Han Leng expressed that his leadership and tactical abilities were impressive. In reality, Han Xuanye had been slaying dragons all over the world. He had self-studied and obtained graduation photos from the University of Cambridge's Theological Seminary and Medical School. After that, the Lionheart Society had been handed over to Han Leng. At that time, Han Leng was learning all kinds of western sword techniques from various sword saints. He even learned the study of authority. The two brothers were true iron-fisted rulers. If Angor handed over the entire Secret Party to them, they would definitely take away all the power of the board of directors.
As a top student with twenty-three Ph.D.'s, Han Han naturally ranked first in the 2008 Kassel Academy in terms of both grades and practice. As a man-made super hybrid that had passed the Icarus Project, and with half of the blood he had obtained from Han Xuanye, he was also a monster with dragon blood flowing through his body. However, his bloodline was limited because of the HP explosion. He needed to gradually undergo a deep HP explosion to exchange for the power of his bloodline.
dance floor
Everyone stared at the three people who slowly walked in.
The golden-haired noble young master and the black-haired cold man were sweating with one eye. The burly man's breathing was weak, and his eyes rolled up slightly. Beside them was a man with gray hair, wearing black trousers, a blue shirt, and a black bulletproof vest. He was carrying a silver-pink haired beauty in a princess hug, and a silver-black Beretta pistol hung in the holsters on both sides of his thighs.
At the same time, everyone present applauded.
With the strength of four people, they had worked together to destroy a well-trained and well-equipped mercenary group.
"Hello, Mr. Caesar, Mr. Chu Zihang, and Mr. Han Leng.”He said in a gentle and refined voice," I am the leader of the Hetherlink Duchy's Secret Service Team, Hartman Skya.”
The three of them nodded slightly, and an old butler walked over. He was wearing a tuxedo, and his silver hair was neatly combed. He used his white-gloved hands to carry Princess Charlotte over from Han Leng's arms.
"Alfred Endia. Hetherlink had served the royal family for generations. The person in charge of the next archduke was called Alfred. When the archduke they served ascended the throne, he would revert to his previous name and become one of the new power groups in Hetherlink Duchy. They were absolutely loyal to the royal family.”Little Hus whispered into Han Leng's ear.
Han Leng nodded slightly and looked at the man called Haltman.
He was wearing a red trench coat and a white checkered shirt. He held a pistol in his hand. It was an Israel series pistol, but it looked like a Desert Eagle. His golden hair was very bright, and his eyes were not the rare ice-blue color of Caesar, but a jade green color. He was handsome and elegant. He was indeed the leader of the Secret Service Team.
At this moment, Caesar and Chu Zihang suddenly exploded.
The two of them swept past the cold like a gust of wind. They stomped on Haltman's knee with all their might. The crisp sound of bones cracking and breaking, as well as wails, echoed throughout the hall.
Haltman's calf was fractured 90 degrees forward. Three kicks landed on his handsome face at the same time. The bridge of his nose, jaw, and lips were all broken. Now, even the best plastic surgeon in the world could not fix this face.
Caesar was one step ahead. He pulled out the unused Desert Eagle from his waist. He had found it on the person who held Lu Mingfei hostage. Although it was not as good as his own two guns, it was still a rare modified gun. Moreover, the person who modified it was not bad.
The Beretta's gun rang out. Lu Mingfei knelt alone in the crowd, holding his wrist with one hand and using his left arm as an aiming platform. Then, he fired at all of Haltman's men.
Chu Zihang pulled out his sword and slashed it across the air. The heat waves rolled out in all directions.
A loud dragon's roar echoed in all directions. The enemies that Lu Mingfei did not have enough time to clear threw their guns on the ground. No matter who it was, they could forget about holding the steel that was as hot as 400 degrees. The springs inside had long melted, and they were equivalent to useless guns. Chu Zihang did not deliberately deal with Caesar, but Caesar still felt that the Desert Eagle in his hand was frighteningly hot, like boiling water. If not for the gloves, Caesar's hand would have been scalded.
It was the power of the Bronze and Fire Kings to apply extreme heat to static objects, but the power of the Noble Flame was to explode flammable substances in the air, including some tiny flammable dust that could not be seen with the naked eye.
Those tiny dust particles were everywhere. The smallest of them might be smaller than the electrons in the nucleus, and the largest was only as big as dust. The power of 'Junyan' was that it could detonate any dust particles, whether they were in the surroundings or in the macro. After the explosion, it produced a high temperature. After Nangong Caihua's training, he understood the sublimation of the spirit in a short period of time.
Chu Zihang didn't apply an extremely high temperature to the spring in the gun chamber. Instead, he controlled the Junyan to carry out the smallest explosion, turning the entire gun into a piece of hot iron. The heat generated by each explosion of a tiny dust particle was very small. However, although it was small, if it was carried out millions of times, the heat would be very terrifying.
However, Chu Zihang was unable to achieve the most minute control. He could only perform such minute control within a domain. If he could only heat an item or a substance, then Chu Zihang would be the second king of bronze and fire. The mixed-blood Lord was not a powerful bloodline, but an existence that had mastered its own spirit to the peak. If the cold spirit was Jun Yan, then he would be the second King of Bronze and Fire. Now, Chu Zihang and Caesar were barely qualified to call themselves mixed-blood kings.
However, Chu Zihang's training was still not enough. His control domain was too large. When he shrunk it to the limit, it would be a great success. Because of this, Caesar was also affected. Fortunately, Caesar was wearing a pair of thick gloves, and the Desert Eagle was also soaked in water. They had already planned it out when they came. Lu Mingfei would shoot a large number of enemies at once, and then leave the enemies that they didn't have enough time to clear to Chu Zihang and Caesar. Han Leng would be responsible for the last two things.
Interrogation and reasoning.
When he arrived, Caesar had removed the seven magnum bullets from the Desert Eagle in the grass outside and soaked the entire gun in water. Fortunately, it was raining today, and there was plenty of water on the grass. That was why he could hold the gun tightly.
"Do you know where your plan went wrong?”Han Leng said softly," Actually, your plan is perfect. The only mistake is that you missed us. Right, Minister Hallman?"
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