The shotgun's projectiles shot out in pieces, and the wooden door instantly became full of holes.

Then, Jason lifted a kick.

Bang!

The crumbling wooden door was kicked straight away.

The two guards outside the door had already fallen to the ground and did not know whether they were alive or dead, and the door branded with Tu Fuyu had already opened.

The face of the president of the schoolgirl council changed.

The two guards were the best level warriors in the family, otherwise they wouldn't have appeared here.

The gate of the imprint diagram is even more secret in the family, and it can be regarded as the strongest defense.

When the two are combined, this is arguably the safest place in the Pruss family.

Can now?

It was easily broken through.

There are also sentry posts outside, which have no effect at all.

"How so?"

"How so?"

The female student council president, who had always had great confidence in the family, asked herself in a low voice, she couldn't accept this scene, and then, in her ears, a burst of whispering.

Think about it.

What is the difference between the current Pruce Manor and the past?

Jason.

Why was you attacked after you entered the manor with Jason?

Think about it.

The murmur was staccato and illogical.

But this kind of murmur made the female student council president's eyes glazed, like a manipulated puppet, took out a dagger, and was about to stab Jason in front of him.

And then—

Syllable!

Knocked to the ground by a slap from Jason.

Suddenly, the female student council came to her senses.

She covered her face stupidly as she watched Jason raise his gun at herself.

"Jason, it's me, don't shoot."

The schoolgirl president screamed.

Jason stepped forward, and the body of the shotgun grazed diagonally past the head of the schoolgirl from top to bottom, and the muzzle of the gun extended more than half of the back of the head of the school schoolgirl.

But the muzzle is not out of the air.

Instead, it sank into something slimy.

Squeak, squeak.

In the flow of viscous liquid, the student council president felt a slippery and greasy feeling on her neck and back, which made her hair stand on end, and she thought of the first time she saw a snake.

What is it?

The female student council president guessed.

A hoarse voice like two frosted boards sounded from behind her.

"I have hostages, put down the gun, let's talk ......"

Bang!

No nonsense, Jason pulled the trigger.

The sound of gunfire at close range made the dean of schoolgirls roar in her ears, a gold star appeared in front of her eyes, and more importantly, under the shotgun projectile, the exploding slimy thing covered her from head to toe.

Shaking her dizzy head, the schoolgirl president was about to say something, but her shoulders sank.

The shotgun rested on his shoulder, and Jason's grip on the gun was as hard as he could.

Click, click.

The shotgun is finished loading.

The female student council president had a bad premonition in her heart.

The next moment-

Bang!

Click, click!

Bang!

Click, click!

After five shots in a row, Jason finished all the bullets in the shotgun before stopping.

And the moment Jason stopped, the schoolgirl president could no longer suppress the dizziness caused by the sound and crawled to the ground.

Vomit!

Vomiting!

The vomit mixed with the sticky material on her body, giving off a faint sour smell.

Jason took a few steps to the side in disgust, and distanced himself from the schoolgirl council president.

The female student council president opened her mouth to explain, but she opened her mouth.

Vomit!

Vomiting again.

At this time, Jason turned around and swung his knife sharply.

Burst!

Under the moonlit night, the cold light flashed, and a human head flew up.

Behind Jason, where there should have been nothing, a headless corpse suddenly appeared, staggered a step, and collapsed in front of the schooless president.

Looking at the corpse in front of her, the female student council president, who was still vomiting, instantly gasped.

And then—

Ahem, ahem.

The vomit instantly stuck in the trachea, and the moment the suffocation sensation appeared, the female student council president immediately picked her throat and eyes.

With a coughing sound, the vomit spits out again.

Snot and tears followed.

However, this did not prevent the schoolgirl president from identifying the attacker.

"'Phantom Thorn'?"

The female student council president was stunned.

Shouldn't the Phantom Thorn die inside?

How could there be another one?

"Mystic?"

"Or twins?"

The student council president guessed, and then, she thought of the slimy thing behind her just now, and in an instant, the student council president guessed something, and she said, "No! It should be triplets, at least three people, that make up the 'Phantom Thorn'! It is precisely because of the cooperation of the three of them that the 'Phantom Thorn' has repeatedly pulled back a game for the 'Ghost Squad', because everyone thinks that the 'Phantom Thorn' is a person! ”

The student council president, who had figured out the question, looked at Jason with doubts in her eyes.

She didn't understand how Jason found out.

The last one, in particular, is hidden in the shadows, as if it were completely invisible.

"He smells of your perfume."

Jason said lightly.

Perfume?

Perfume to avoid accidental injuries by hounds!

The female student councillor reacted immediately.

"That's why you're making me vomit, to cover up the smell, and then, to make sure there's anyone else around?"

The schoolgirl president's gaze changed when she looked at Jason.

I became more and more admired.

And Jason?

After being stunned for a moment, he nodded calmly.

He has seen too many people who can justify themselves, and he is used to it.

As for the fact that he has already locked on the two enemies because of his extraordinary perception, and confirmed that the enemy who is going to hold your schoolgirl president hostage is just to delay time and will not really hurt the other party, so he simply shoots the matter, so there is no need to mention it.

After all, things are far from full, aren't they?

The night breeze blows.

Jason shifted again.

It is almost four times the perception of ordinary people, and can hear small sounds that ordinary people cannot hear.

Naturally, when smelling some sour smells, it is also more irritating than ordinary people.

The female student council president was stunned for a moment, and then lowered her head and sniffed herself again.

Vomit!

The retching sound reappeared.

After that, the female student president lowered her head shyly and hurriedly ran back to the library, not only to change the wash, but also to make a phone call.

And Jason is starting to clean up the battlefield.

The decapitated enemies are no different from before.

Firearms and ammunition are the mainstay.

But the guy with a sticky body was a little different.

The opponent who was hit by the shotgun was already smashed.

Collapsed on the ground, like a pile of rotten meat.

And on such meat, it exudes a faint 'food' taste.

The smell was so faint that Jason needed to inspect it up close before he could smell it.

But what made Jason more concerned was that there was a rancid smell mixed with the aroma of 'food'.

It's as if the 'food' in front of you is rotten.

Jason looked solemnly at the corpse in front of him.

There was a slight guess in his head.

"Some kind of secret art?"

"Still ......"

"The product of the combination of man and 'food'?"

Thinking of the latter point, Jason's face suddenly turned cold.

The good people of the 'Ghost Squad' don't do it, and they dare to waste 'food'!

The killing intent permeated the bottom of Jason's heart, but the faint fragrance on the tip of his nose still attracted Jason, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

Corrupt 'food'...... It's also 'food', right?

It's edible, right?