The composite reactive armor rubbed against the ground with a sparkling spark and a piercing grinding sound, and the Stryker armored vehicle, which could defend itself against 155mm shells, was split in half with a single sword.

The commissioners of the Enforcement Department were stunned in the cold wind, unable to believe that this scene in front of them was something that humans could do.

What if there is a spirit of speech?

They have been in the execution department for many years, and have worked with several ace commissioners to carry out tasks, and have seen powerful and high-risk spirits such as "Jun Yan", "Sword Emperor", and "Thunder Pool".

But these are not as good as this S-class sword boy!

Moreover, the S-class did not use words at all, purely relying on their own strength.

Even if they gave them the extraordinary weapon in their hands, they didn't think they could do the precision and calmness of the S-class as dancing on the tip of a knife.

"Beautifully done."

Ange smiled and applauded, the admiration and affection in his eyes were undisguised.

"There's one that's not dead yet! Control him now, and don't let him kill himself! ”

Reacting from the shock, the commissioners immediately dispatched their men to pounce on the driver, who was not dead in the wreckage of the armored vehicle.

"There are also two freezer trucks, the enemy is unknown, be ready to support the S-class!"

Having said that, everyone is well aware that the S-class can split armored vehicles, and naturally can also split freezer cars.

But—the two freezer vans stopped at a distance, as if frightened.

The rustling sound sounded from the loudspeaker at the front of the car - but in less than a second, the two loudspeakers were blown up by Lu Mingfei pulling out his gun!

He threw the blaster pistol in his hand - he didn't have time to put the blaster back into his belt, and straight at the two freezer trucks that suddenly shook violently.

"Step forward to support the S-Class!"

The commissioners immediately realized that something was wrong, and rushed forward with various guns loaded with live ammunition, ready to shoot at any time.

"Shhhh

A sharp black claw pierced the thick iron sheet of the freezer cart!

But then, it was as if time had hit a stop.

Or, in other words, press the pause button to slow down by a factor of fifty.

Two white freezer trucks are about to burst into black flowers, and the petals are undoubtedly filthy aliens named Deadpool.

But the process of blooming was the spirit of Ange's words. Time Zero slowed down, and he walked slowly, playing with the folding knife in his hand.

Lu Mingfei was slightly stunned—not because he was shocked by Ange's ability, but because he remembered the man on the rainy night a few months ago.

Then he turned into a killing machine again, and the beautiful blade of the Pure Moon Greatsword painted on the freezer cart, and the exquisite and graceful sword dance reaped the lives of the aliens in a state of stagnation.

By the time the last blade fell, eighty-three seconds had passed.

Ange pressed the cancel button, and time resumed its normal flow again, less than two seconds in the frame of reference of the Enforcement Commissioners.

"Ding ————!"

The crisp sound was pulled rather high, and the shells of the two freezer trucks shattered, and black flowers bloomed - but the petals were made up of alien corpses and black blood.

The Enforcement Commissioners, who were about to fire with their guns, froze again, shaking their heads and blinking to make sure they were not hallucinating.

Then, they remembered the headmaster's words and continued to check whether there were any undead monsters at the scene.

Several specialists climbed into the cab, which had not yet been chopped to pieces, to collect GPS data.

"Perfect, I'm wondering if you should graduate directly."

"I've never seen a warrior like you—like you were born."

Ange chuckled softly as the folding knife in his hand slid into his cuffs.

"There's a lot of stories and knowledge to read, and I haven't formed my own ...... yet. Societies. ”

Lu Mingfei said, staring at the Jingyue in his hand.

The Pure Moon Great Sword harvested the lives of dozens of filthy aliens, but the sword body flowing with blue and blue brilliance was not stained with a trace of black blood, and it was still beautiful and flawless.

Without a doubt, this is a rather perfect alchemical weapon.

As the battle ended, the brilliance gradually faded, and the moonlight sword body of more than twenty centimeters returned to the slender silver blade that was less than six centimeters long.

"It's true that college life is very good, and everyone should enjoy it."

"I graduated from Cambridge in 1897, and even now I often go there, but unfortunately I have to be a tourist, there are no people on campus who know me, and the evidence of my education there has been erased by time."

"Instead of discussing poetry, religion and art, students are contemplating how to get a well-paying job in the City of London...... Sorry, that seems off topic. ”

Ange smiled apologetically, "It's time to ask the gentleman driving the armored car what he thinks about this attack." ”

"Stryker armored vehicles are not something that can be bought on the black market, and the attackers are either from General Dynamics Ground Systems or from the Pentagon."

The executive commissioners gave the driver with the severed arm a simple hemostasis to prevent him from dying of blood loss.

"All right, sir. Tell us, whose orders are you taking to bite us in this Stryker? ”

Ange was smiling and polite as a gentleman.

"I ...... Monster! You're all monsters! ”

The fierce-looking and burly driver was frightened like a child who had done something wrong, and his whole body was trembling.

His face and lips were iron-blue, and he didn't know if it was because of the pain of his broken arm, or because he was frightened when he saw Lu Mingfei.

"Inform Professor Masashi Toyama, he may have to work overtime tonight."

Ange sighed, "I don't have much experience interrogating the wounded. ”

"Okay."

The two commissioners were about to walk over and stand up the driver when they suddenly saw a golden edge flash in the depths of each other's eyes.

They immediately stepped back and re-raised the rifles they had just put down.

"Ahem...... Uhhh

The driver's body twitched strangely, and the golden light in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Fire!"

The sound of the gun being loaded was neat and crisp, and all the enforcement commissioners pointed their guns at the mutant driver, ready to fire and kill.

"Wait."

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly, and raised his hand to signal them to stop.

“……”

The commissioners looked at each other, then obeyed the order and lowered the muzzle of the gun that was ready to fire slightly.

This S-class left a deep impression on them, and they could even feel a sense of reliable security from him!

Even if this convulsive and deformed guy suddenly turned into a dragon, they believed that the S-class would be able to kill it easily.

After more than ten seconds of convulsions, the driver's body no longer twitched, and his expression was no longer distorted.

When he opened his eyes, the blazing golden light scraped through everyone like a sharp blade, and finally stopped on Lu Mingfei's body.

The corners of the "driver's" mouth grinned, revealing an eerie arc:

"Hello, Lu Mingfei."

"The 'Emperor' asked me to say hello to you."