"Oooh! Looks like we're here at the right time! ”

Mai was dragged by Mercer and ran, her eyes staring ahead at Valhalla, which was being blasted like the church, in disbelief.

"That's right, that's it, it's this great look of surprise, dear Miss Ninja! What you see is an out-of-control Konstantin playing with an explosion, which is as intense as the two people in the church before they bombarded each other...... Ha, that's Caesar, the boss of the student union, one of the two major clubs of the college. ”

Mercer gloated at the unfortunate bastard who had been blasted out of Valhalla by the blast.

Poor Caesar had to roll on the ground several times in order to remove the kinetic energy, which caused his delicate white suit to be covered with dust, his dazzling blonde hair to look messy, and his handsome face was stained with a lot of black ash from the explosion.

The twin guns had long been abandoned in Valhalla, and he only had time to salvage his hunting knife.

"Doesn't look good?"

Jiude Mai clasped her hands on her chest, and after adapting to the current situation, she regained her previous calm and calmness, and was standing aside with Mercer with a cold face to watch the play.

"I think so too. However, the Gattuso family behind them is rich, and tens of millions of dollars are trivial, and he himself is a member of the Mint Club (in fact, there is such a luxury top club, but the name is M1NT, based in London, England), which is difficult for a poor turtle like me to match. ”

Mercer spread out his hand and motioned for her to look at the small smiling coin, as if to say, 'It's a pity that I only have that little money.'

Jiude Mai glanced at him and didn't speak, in her opinion, after getting to the level of knowing and befriending the boss and also having mysterious strength, the money below 100 million units is just a number - crying poor or something, she can only say that there are too many ways to make money, so don't be too easy.

While the two of them were watching, several student union elites in combat uniforms also hurriedly retreated strategically following Caesar's footsteps, moving standard and rolling out with wolves. An inhumanoid roar erupted from the blazing Valhalla, followed by a terrifying humanoid dragon striding out of it.

Mai looked at the rampaging Konstantin and frowned deeply. The temperature on its body was extremely high, and the white air around it was surrounded by white air, and there were bits and pieces of molten iron dripping from bullets, not to mention that it could melt footprints on the asphalt just by walking.

Even if it is Jun Yan, he can't do this kind of release of words and spirits all the time, such as Cheng dù who makes his arm fingers.

She instinctively reached out on her cell phone to contact Potato Chip Girl - usually when she encountered a tricky task (intelligence or money) during a mission, she would immediately call the Potato Chip Girl hotline for support - but Mercer reached out to stop her.

"Don't worry, these changes are expected," Mercer said as he imitated the golden angel's signature move before the fight, and snapped his index finger with his thumb, "You keep the dark light and don't expose it, and I'll deal with that irascible and willful brother-controlled little dragon king." When I'm done or out of the way, you're free to do whatever you like. ”

No matter how much his fashion value is excessive, at least Mai Jiude rolled her eyes and secretly said, "This kind of pretending hobby like the boss is really the same as that of the boss."

Caesar struggled to get up from the ground, and his scythe was still in full firing state when the explosion had just occurred, so he was so shocked that his head was dizzy, and his ears were ringing.

As he struggled, a purple figure suddenly flashed in front of him, and the hunting knife used to support his body, Dick Tudo, disappeared.

"Senior Caesar, seeing that you are struggling now, you must also need to rest, so borrow this weapon from me for a while~"

Before he could say a word, Mercer took the black hunting knife and walked away.

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"Oh! Oh, my God! What's that! ”

Guderian screamed in horror at the display in the central console, and Manstein was similarly close to breaking down - except that he was snarling at Guderian who was off the line.

"What are you yelling about! Isn't it a dragon, as for screaming like a little girl? Are you still wearing a nightcap to play Santa Claus! ”

Schneider, who was on the side, let out a long exhale, hissing in his lungs like a bellows as he inhaled. He didn't speak, just dragged a small trailer-like ventilator around the central main control room, letting it make a hilarious and slightly terrifying clang.

"Tell all the students to assemble, the intruders can't be taken care of anymore, they're here for this thing."

Instinctively avoiding Schneider's gaze, Manstein turned to operate the PA system.

It's not that the ugly centipede-like scar on his face, or the plastic hose and ventilator like a modified person, it's just that the murderous aura exuded by the head of the executive department at this moment is too strong, and looking at him is like a gun with a safety open between the eyebrows.

"This thing was brought back by the headmaster, but we were not informed of it," Manstein said, touching his big bald head, which was probably covered in sweat.

“…… The principal sent a message to the student's mailbox saying that the person who chose his class would start the class tomorrow. Schneider was embarrassed for a moment, "I don't understand, such an important embryo secrecy level should be above s, why didn't the principal tell us about the itinerary but instead notified the students who chose his class." ”

"This speaks volumes about the fact that the principal is an excellent educator!"

Guderian was thrilled that he could finally interject a sentence, and waved his nightcap in his hand.

"Be quiet!" Manstein's whole face darkened, "Don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" ”

Guderian smiled and hid the spotted nightcap behind him, indicating that he was no longer talking.

"Whew...... Why gather students? Can't we use the maintenance department and the execution department? All of them have a lot of experience that far exceeds that of students, and they will be more reliable and safe to act. As the head of the school's Discipline Committee, Manstein is responsible for the school's management and discipline affairs, and although many students are afraid of him, he is actually very concerned about the safety of his students.

"Please note the nature of this incident, Professor Manstein," Schneider said as he coughed a few times, but the power was more decisive than diminished, "this is a dragon invasion. It is true that the maintenance department is all elites, but they are just the best of normal people, and they can't have a chance of winning against the dragons. ”

"As for the Executive Department, this kind of incident is indeed the responsibility and dereliction of duty of the Executive Department, and you can apply to the School Board for the handling of me afterwards. But now, with fewer than 20 people left behind in the executive department all over the world, we can only rely on students. ”

Manstein frowned and didn't reply, and after a long time, he sighed helplessly: "Then, try to let the people from the equipment department send more ammunition." At least don't have a problem with the logistics."

"Don't worry, I'll let them know."

(Yesterday, the computer was inexplicably gone, and I had to reinstall it helplessly after tossing for a long time...... Sad urging, t-t)

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