Yuan Zhisheng didn't expect to be able to cut off the head of the five generations so smoothly, and Fingal, who was originally based on his A-level half-breed personality, would have to fight for at least three more minutes before he could successfully kill this pure-blood dragon.

However, Russell's extreme mouth odor ability is too strong, and the five generations of annoyed and angry people have to spray him to death with a mouthful of Jun Flame, with the blessing of the Fury Buff, the power of this Jun Flame is equivalent to the simultaneous detonation of several napalm bombs.

If it weren't for Fingal's flying body and kicking in the face of the five generations at a critical time to interrupt the spell, and at the same time grabbing Yuan Zhisheng and throwing him out of the window, it is estimated that he, the young master of the Yuan family, would have to be buried under the rubble like the Minister of Information.

Putting the head of the five generations that had been hit hard, Yuan Zhisheng put the knife into the sheath, signaled Russell to clean up the scene, and turned back to find Fingal's bones.

A close shot of the super monarch flame of the five generations of species, even with a super hybrid like him who inherited the imperial blood and whose physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, he was either killed or injured, and the guy who defeated him head-on was only an A+-level hybrid race, and there was a high probability that the bones were gone.

It's a pity, although the two sides were very unhappy when they met for the first time, and even fought the second time, but just now Fingal was willing to sacrifice his life to save himself, which proved that the other party's character and bearing are worthy of the first place in Kassel.

Russell on the side also seemed to guess that if his minister was not in an accident, it should be an accident, and his face suddenly showed sadness, and he was about to use the dead head of the five generations as a spinning top, but he remembered that he wanted to give the principal a night pot and shifted the target, and smashed it on the floor tile next to him:

"Minister, your hard drive data has not been destroyed, your web browsing records have not been deleted, and the most important thing is that the will has not been made, how can you die young, bastard!"

Just when Russell was grief-stricken and ready to go back to school to inherit what he had in the minister's last wishes, a gap suddenly burst open in the ruins, and then a burly man with a Damascus hunting knife leaped out, his clothes were charred and blackened, looking at Fingal, who had just escaped from the scene of the fire, and it was Fingal, who had been posthumously crowned by Russell as the previous Minister of Information.

Fingal, who was unkempt and embarrassed but was not seriously injured unexpectedly, fell to the ground, looking at Russell who had been replaced with a look of "Thank God the minister is still alive and the Ministry of Information has hope again", and sighed that this guy's acting skills are so outstanding, what kind of dragon is he slaying, how good it is to go directly to Hollywood to be an actor.

But fortunately, I'm a gentleman, and the learning materials have long been deleted by Eva, so I don't have to worry about being blacked out.

And Yuan Zhisheng looked at Fingal, who was only slightly injured, and a different color flashed in his eyes, sure enough, this guy hid his strength, and it seemed that he had the same ulterior secrets as himself.

Fingal deduced that he stepped through the thin floor and fell into a layer in a hurry, avoiding the crisis of carrying a monarch's flame head-on, this reason is reluctantly said in the past, after all, people have different physiques, especially his words and spirits are still a bronze throne to strengthen physical fitness.

At that time, Yuan Zhisheng was pushed out by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and he didn't see the specific situation, so he didn't squeak.

At this time, the sound of a fire truck was heard in the distance, and the strong man in black who prevented the idlers from approaching in the distance rushed to pack the corpses of the five generations before the fire truck arrived, so as to remove some obvious traces as quickly as possible, and then left with the three commissioners.

Fingal sat in the co-pilot's seat, and instead of taking off his charred clothes, he took a casual coat and put it on.

In fact, he lied just now, when Jun Yan detonated the fire element, he had just stepped through the floor, and before the person could fall, Jun Yan was blown up in the face, crashed through a wall and threw into the studio next door, so that a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

But after the "electrotherapy" of the unscrupulous boss, his high defense power after releasing the spirit of speech was terrifying, such a violent explosion failed to scratch his bronze skin, and the small wound on his body was still worried about being seen by others, so he canceled the spirit of speech when the gymnasium collapsed.

"Beep porphyrium beep porphyri—~"

The fire truck passed by the black sedan, and Fingal subconsciously looked towards the fire truck led by him, only to see a firefighter wearing a hard hat and a solemn face in the back seat of the front seat staring at him, as if looking at an arsonist.

Fingal: ???

Rubbing his eyes, Fingal wondered if he had hallucinated when he was hit on the head by a falling beam just now, why didn't the unscrupulous boss wait at school to rub his food and ran to put out the fire, the sun was hitting the west and coming out?

Russell, who was holding the head of the five generations behind him, noticed his strangeness and said with concern: "What's the matter, minister, is your eye hurt?" Is it serious, should you go to the eye hospital for surgery and rest for a few months? I will handle the work of the Department of Public Information on my behalf. ”

"......" In front of Yuan Zhisheng, Fingal didn't want to tear through the disguise of maturity and coldness so quickly for the time being, and decided to wait until he returned to school to let Russell know what cruelty was: "Russell, next time there is a mission, you will take the lead, I want to see how long no one can survive under the hands of the enemy." ”

Yuan Zhisheng, who was sitting on the side with a knife and thinking about things, was too lazy to deal with the two of them, and he replayed the picture of the battle with Fingal just now in his mind, wanting to analyze how much strength he hid, how big a gap there was between him and him, and what was the chance of victory if he was hostile in the future.

The trio followed the convoy out of Riverdale Middle School and headed for Manhattan, where the enforcement commissioner in charge of exterminating Deadpool made a mistake, and an A-class Deadpool and two B-class Deadpools broke out of the encirclement and disappeared.

It is said that the A-class Deadpool who is the leader is extremely good at swordsmanship and has the spirit of words, and the moment he senses the danger, he seriously injured the heavily armed executive soldiers, and then the other party actually stopped two B-class Deadpools from killing the two B-class Deadpools in the process of escaping, only beating the encirclers into a near-death state, so that the follow-up people who came to support had to disperse their forces to rescue the wounded.

Now the headquarters suspect that this guy still retains some sanity, and after Gen Zhisheng learned the news, he immediately thought of Shimura Saihachi's senior brother Mieiichiro, the other party's IQ in combat is indeed not to be underestimated, and he is a strong-willed guy, and it is not impossible to retain a certain consciousness after transforming into Deadpool.

Of course, it is also possible that the other party has not completely degenerated into Deadpool, but has just become a "ghost", and like the fierce ghosts in Japan, the ghost who cannot be saved by falling can only be killed.

……

On the other hand, River Valley Middle School announced a two-day closure due to an explosion on the campus, and notified parents to come to the school to pick up their children and take them home.

A group of reporters rushed to the middle school in the valley to interview insiders, and they were crazy enough to go over the wall to take pictures of the explosion site, and they were sure that this would be the headline tonight.

And some reporters went to Van Kotland Park to interview students, trying to extract some useful information from the mouths of these clear and stupid middle school students, no matter how bad it was, they had to get some negative news about Riverdale Middle School out, anyway, it didn't matter what the facts were, the gimmick must be full.

Among them, there was a guy with oily hair and a pink face who stared at the beautiful girl group who were watching the swans by the lake, and pulled the photographer towards Isabella and Su Xiaoqiao.

"Hey, two beautiful young ladies, we are reporters from the Sun Evening News, can I interview you?" The reporter with less hair and two hair sprayed with wax gave a very gentlemanly salute, and his face with light makeup had a sexy smile that could make the girl obsessed.

However, he is brown-haired, and his appearance is only above average, and with the blessing of makeup, he can reach the 81 points that the boss can score in a single game, so he did not get the expected answer.

The Asian girl, with her distinctly mixed-race characteristics, first looked at him warily, then shook her head and pulled her companion away, her thief-like eyes hurting Mr. Reporter.

"Hey, Eddie, don't stand stupid, there's no symbiote here, you can't turn into Venom no matter how much you wait." The photographer patted his partner on the shoulder and motioned for him not to be in a daze.

Su Xiaoqiao took Isabella a little away from the group of reporters who just wanted to make a big news, and came to a tree on the shore to wait for their family to pick them up, but the sharp-eyed Su Xiaoqiao found that in front of the "No Fishing" sign not far away, there was a familiar figure sitting on a pony and hanging bait on the fishing hook, even if he saw someone approaching, he waved his rod casually.

"Yo, what a coincidence, meet again." Xia Di, who had just made a cameo appearance as a firefighter to play with the water gun, and ran to fish after putting out the fire, finally turned his head and said hello to the two little girls after he floated up.

"Don't you see that fishing is forbidden here?" Isabella is a very curious girl, and at this time she is obviously interested in Xia Di, who is still bound by the rules of the world.

"Anglers are like this, as long as the location is good, even if the police come to arrest someone, they have to finish fishing this rod before leaving." Xia Di said something to worry about, but what he said was that the French girl in Chinese could not understand, so she could only ask Su Xiaoqiao to translate on her behalf.

Seeing Xia Di's appearance, Su Xiaoqiao finally let down her guard a little, she had heard her grandfather say that when the fishing guy has a rod in his hand, he can't spare his hand to care about other things, like the compatriot in front of him who has to throw two rods regardless of the fine, there is a high probability that he is a senior fishing guy who is obsessed with fishing, and the danger is not great.

So she acted as a translator between Xia Di and Isabella, and was forced to learn a series of knowledge about fishing, what is good to fish for the virtuous, corn fishing for snails and silver carp, fishing for nesting first, always bring something back when you come (the fisherman will never be in the air force), and if you can't catch it, you can't go to the market to buy it, etc., Su Xiaoqiao didn't understand, but she was shocked.

And it didn't take long for Su Xiaoqiao's mother, who received the notice, to come to the park to pick up her daughter, this Portuguese lady who looks a little similar to the French rose is a fashion designer, and before leaving, she gave Xia Di a men's clothing magazine very enthusiastically, as if hoping that he could dress himself up well, don't be blind with such a good-looking face and perfect body.

Xia Di took it with a smile, quietly wrote it down in her heart, and then continued to accompany Isabella to wait for her family.

"Isabella, I guess you have a sister too, right?"

"How do you know?" The French girl looked surprised.

"Hehe, because I saw it." Xia Di pointed to the mother and daughter who were walking not far away, and the girl who was holding hands was simply Isabella, who was one size younger.

"Ah, Mom, Isabel!"

(End of chapter)