"Although I did what you said, there is no special need to send an operational commissioner over there." Through the translucent car window, Ange silently looked at the bright lights of Yanjing City outside, "But is this really okay?" ”

At the beginning of the lanterns, the streets and alleys are lit up, illuminating the way home for the office workers who have worked overtime until now. But for some, the night life is just beginning. Handsome boys and beautiful girls come and go in groups in and out of the city where the old and the new styles are combined, and indulge in the beautiful night in this thousand-year-old capital.

However, under this beautiful appearance, there may be an unknown crisis. It wasn't brought by the people who lived in the city, but the same people who had taken root in this ancient land a long time ago, and who brought bloody rain with every awakening.

"It's hard work, although I have a lot of confidence in the students you have cultivated, but there is no need to let them come over if the senseless sacrifice can be avoided." The person on the other side of the phone answered.

"Well, in order to block the school board guys from stuffing people here, I got over on a plane alone." Ange leaned back, looked at the traffic jam in the driveway outside, and said nonchalantly, "I think I've heard what the school board guys questioned afterwards." To be honest, it really hurts my ears to listen to too much. ”

"Hmm...... Can the school board only say that the new era has the unique products of the new era? I feel that after a good night's sleep, the secret party is not the secret party I know. The voice over there was a little embarrassed.

"I also miss that era, but unfortunately I can't go back." Ange's voice was also a little embarrassed, and then his tone changed, "But I prefer the present, who wouldn't like something new?" ”

"I like it too." The person on the other side agreed, "I recently learned how to operate a new vehicle, and I have to say, it was really fun. ”

The traffic in front of him began to move slowly, and Ange, who let go of the brakes to control the steering wheel, said: "I'm glad that our tastes are still the same." Well, I know I'll be rejected even if I want to, but I wish you all the best. We all have to work hard to protect these new guys that everyone will love. ”

Hearing the regret in his tone, the voice said helplessly: "To be honest, it's not that I don't want you to come, it's just that some of our companions here have some ...... Well, I think you understand, even though it's the same species now, it's still slightly different when you were alive. Some new hatreds and old hatreds or something, it's not so easy to forget. ”

After a pause, he added: "If you're bored, go to the North Canal and have a look, something seems to happen there, probably related to the existence of those dark sides." ”

"Okay, then I'll just go over and have a look, and see if that old friend will pop up again." The phone hung up, and in the middle of the traffic jam, Ange set a new destination, and by the way, he took a document that had been randomly placed on the passenger seat, which was about an auction that was now underway.

The car in front of him still didn't move, and this time the traffic jam seemed to be blocked for a long time, so he simply turned on the lights in the front compartment and looked at the document simply and quickly. Then, his gaze rested on a name.

"Fenglongtang...... Lin Fenglong...... Feng Long ...... silently reciting the name, and the mobile phone he put aside rang, and the column where he saw the caller made his eyebrows curl slightly. It seems that some people's harsh criticism will come sooner than he thought.

The phone was connected, and Ange did not speak, nor did the person on the other side. After a long time, Ange, who was honking the horns behind and letting go of the brakes, said, "I thought the first thing I heard would be the same rebuke as ever, but this silence is not in line with your usual behavior, Frost." ”

"I have to make sure that you have carried out your mission properly, your dispatch indicates that the situation may have reached the point of no return, and we must make plans for the future according to your situation." As always, Frost's somewhat cold voice rang out.

"Are you concerned about me?" Ange raised his eyebrows, "If that's the case, then there's no need, as you can see, the highly anticipated S-Class commissioner is now stuck in traffic." ”

Hearing the same urging whistle, Frost replied silently: "If you are in the mood to say this, it seems that the situation has not deteriorated to the point of inevitability." ”

Ange asked pointedly, "So, you're here for me?" ”

"Even though we don't have the right to make changes to the mission now, I'm in a position to push your actions." Frost put it this way.

Ange shrugged in the car: "If that's all there is to it, it's not necessary, I'm going to touch the dragon's nest now, and if it's okay, I'll see you again." ”

Frost said, "It's good to never see you again...... I would like to say that, but I hope to see you active in tomorrow's report. ”

"You'll see." Crossing the traffic jam and silently hanging up the phone, Ange parked his car at a parking spot on the side of the road.

Unlike the crowded main road, the place was somewhat clean, and the occasional passing vehicle lights shone into the dark carriage, illuminating his somewhat deep eyes.

"You shouldn't have made this call...... The meaning of the cover-up is too obvious. After a long time, he locked the door and got out of the train and walked towards the nearest subway station. Passing by a certain section of the road, he threw the mobile phone in his hand, which was seriously deformed, and probably scrapped along with the locator inside, into the garbage truck on the side of the road.

Then he helped the Bluetooth headset in his ear: "Eva, disguise one of my signals to enter the subway, and then lose." ”

"Understood." A nimble voice sounded in the headphones, "The other vehicles arranged for you are ready, please go over and transfer." ”

"Good work." Glancing back at the roadside camera, Ange smiled mockingly and squeezed into the crowd.

……

"The principal's location has been lost, and he is suspected to be blocked like the previous commissioners, and the last image he left is of a subway station heading forward." In a classical Romanesque office, Pacy Gattuso, a secretary in a white suit, reports on the situation of the front-line commissioner.

On the desk in front of him, Frost rested his hand on the table, tapping his index finger slowly on the wooden tabletop. Patsy, who understood his habits, knew that this was a sign that he was a little irritable.

However, to Patsy's surprise, Frost, who had thought that he would gather the school board members to think about countermeasures, if not violently, when he heard the news, did not show such emotion. He waved his hand silently, motioning for Patsy to leave.

The door closed completely, and Frost, who was alone, took out a special mobile phone. The phone was connected, and he said softly: "Someone wants Lin Fenglong to die, we can help him, and we must do it before Ange finds him." ”

Silently hung up the phone, and after being silent for a while, he dialed another phone: "The previous plan is all nullified, I don't care what method you use, you must take Chen Motong out of the academy before Lu Mingfei and these Lionheart high-ranking people return to the academy." With the permission card I gave you, bypassing the Academy's firewall and surveillance is not a problem. ”

Then, when he heard something, he frowned a little displeased: "I said it, don't do superfluous things...... What did you say? Have you discovered the secret of the S-Class? ”

After a long time, Frost took a deep breath: "Good job, then bring those with you, someone will pick you up." ”

"Follow your will, Mr. Frost." Somewhere in the Kassel Academy, the guy hiding in the shadows silently watched Professor Guderian leave the library in a hurry with the stall in his arms. After the latter had gone a little farther away, he silently followed.

With that, Frost leaned back in his chair and stared blankly at the dome of the office. The six-winged angel spread his wings and raised his spear of judgment high, as if to bring judgment on the sinful people on the earth.

The tall and mighty image of the angel is enough to remind anyone of the legend of him as a messenger of the gods, the embodiment of justice, the messenger of the heavenly realm, the warrior who spreads the glory of the gods, and the purveyor of virtue...... If his wings weren't black, all of the above would be true.

The Angel of Death seemed to announce the end of an era, and countless small figures crawled at its feet in agony, as if they were about to be abandoned by the next era.

Underneath, Frost, who was looking at it, muttered, "The fall of the King on the throne is already the second, and it must be speeded up...... Caesar, you have to learn to grow up, too. ”

……

Hanging up the phone, Menek stood a little bored at the fork in the subway, fiddling with the sword in his hand. He regretted that he hadn't charged his phone properly, so much so that he could only stand bored now.

However, this situation seems to have continued until now, and in the tunnel he guarded, there was a faint light in the distance. Along with that, there is the sound of a rumbling subway moving fast.

"I'm almost rusty when I'm waiting......" Moving his shoulders, Menek swept away his previous boring look. His eyes lit up with excitement, and he plunged the long knife in his hand into the ground with the sheath.

Kicking the lid of the large wooden box behind him open, he eagerly pulled out the big dick that glowed dangerously metallic inside. The pitch-black barrel was intricately inscribed, so large that it should have been mounted on a fighter plane or chariot, and Menek easily picked it up. Like a big boy who got a new toy, Menek cherished the safety and confirmed that there were also bullets with intricate patterns inside.

Kicking the box and the bracket inside, he propped up the heavy barrel with both hands, and the muzzle of the triple barrel was pointed at the approaching subway, and he pulled the trigger with a relaxed smile.

A deadly fiery snake erupted from the muzzle of the gun, easily tearing the iron sheet from the front of the car. The front of the car was scrapped in an instant, and it flipped weakly to the side, and the out-of-control body continued to drive forward for some distance due to inertia, and then was immediately attacked by a deadly fire snake.

The carriage was torn apart, and the black-robed figures hidden in it jumped out of the carriage one after another. Tear open the torn robes, revealing its beneath distorted limbs and ugly body covered in scales. Hideous fangs are exposed, and Deadpool's golden eyes exude tyrannical emotion.

With a ferocious roar into the air, Deadpool waved two sharp claws as if to tear apart everything he saw in sight...... Then it was shattered by the fiery serpent that had grazed it.

"This thing is so much easier to use than words or something!" As the flames erupted, the smile on Menek's face was reflected in the fiery red of the fiery serpent that erupted. The recoil seemed to be non-existent on him, and every time the shell dropped, a hideous Deadpool fell or shattered with pitch-black blood.

And this is not just happening here, but also in other places.

Ronald silently looked through the screen at the black figures who fell to the ground like straw, without any compassion in his eyes. These things that degenerate and distort people who are not like humans and dragons are not like dragons in pursuit of bloodline purification, not only humans hate them, but even he hates them.

It might have been a handy tool for other dragons, but he didn't like the crazy feeling. He hated the kind of wildness that was fully activated in the bloodline, and the side bottom lost thinking and turned into a beast.

And to be honest, it's still a bit condescending to use an alchemy weapon of this level to deal with a mere Deadpool. But there is no way, they only have such alchemy ammunition, and no matter how low-level they are, they can't look down on them.

Just looking at this upside-down battle picture, he frowned slightly, these guys who had already discovered their whereabouts and set up blocking points to deal with were not what they were looking for.

The group of guys was obviously in command, and more than half of the screen in front of them was in a state of snowflakes, and most of the surveillance along the way was destroyed by them, obviously to hide whose whereabouts were.

And this appearance of being separated everywhere is like falling away from the tiger and distracting their power.

However, it doesn't make much sense for them to break the surveillance, which is limited in what it can see, and they now have a lot of means to make it ineffective. If you want to find out the hidden guy, you need something else.

On the alchemy platform, a three-dimensional map unfolds, and a complex but comprehensive underground labyrinth is reflected in front of you. There are several glowing spots, large and small, on it, and they are all the places where the battle is taking place. But that's not all, for example, the battle location between the newcomer and Jörmungård is not shown on it. The stupid dragon still kept a hand on them, or maybe his sister hid a hand.

But it didn't matter, he had already found the point of light that had bypassed all surveillance and engagement points and was moving rapidly along the rails. The point of light seemed to know the structure of this, and the goal was very clear.

Glancing back at the screen next to him, the three unusually harmonious figures sitting in front of the TV on the platform, he sighed helplessly. The other party's target was obviously the big guy, and if the stupid big guy really hit these things, he couldn't imagine it.