Dragon Clan: I can only cheat if I can't lose the Dragon King in seconds

Chapter 155 Mission School
"Takaki Hasegawa?"

Fuma Kotaro frowned, and his already wrinkled face became even more menacing.

The news that the headquarters sent to the Japanese branch was that Fuma Sosuke was in contact with Hasegawa Takaki, and did not mention that he was dead, so Fuma Kotaro thought it was something like helping him escape from prison, but what he meant was ... Takaki Hasegawa died.

"Hasegawa Ryukiyo's detention is the result of the secret party's joint decision and discussion. Anger is not qualified to change this decision arbitrarily, right?"

Fumo Kotaro's voice was a bit heavy, Ange's behavior had reached the point of audacity, and even the other members of the Secret Party didn't pay attention... What kind of support does he have in his hand?

"That's right, so the principal didn't change this decision." Su Ting waved his hand, "I told you that I hacked you to death, of course I don't do the principal's business."

"Hasegawa Takaki's death is a major event, I hope you don't make jokes no matter what." Fuma Kotaro frowned again.

In his cognition, a half-breed who has just joined the secret party for less than a year, even an S-rank half-breed cannot do this kind of thing. Perhaps only Angers and Beowulf can kill Hasegawa Ryokiyo.

"Patriarch Feng Mo?" Su Ting raised his eyebrows, "In the world of mixed races, there should be no such thing as seniority...so please don't question me when I state the facts."

While speaking, Oden Tae Mitsuyo, who was slung across his waist, shook for a while, hitting the corner of the table with a dull sound.

Fuma Kotaro narrowed his eyes slightly, and his leaning forward body approached again.

As a ninja, it is already a compulsory course to be keenly aware of various energy mechanisms. As the head of the Fuma family, he inherited the name of "Fuma Kotaro", and he has achieved the ultimate in the practice of this "knowledge of energy" in the Fuma family.

So he was watching, watching Su Ting's anger.

Fumo Kotaro was in a daze for a moment, and his eyes were on the big ceremony Taiguang Shishou that was slung across Su Ting's waist.

At that moment just now, he smelled a very simple and strong murderous intent, as if the knife trembled because of it... In fact, it was just the amplitude caused by Su Ting's body shaking?

Fuma Kotaro sat upright and looked away.

This time, he finally looked at the commissioner from the headquarters squarely. There seemed to be a monster hidden under his sloppy skin, and a terrifying murderous aura shot out from his eyes... If he wanted, the knife at his waist could be released at any time. sheath.

This boy is dangerous.

But Fuma Kotaro still didn't think he had the ability to kill Hasegawa Ryukiyo, maybe it was Anger's excuse to perfuse the school board?

"I was offended."

But he still followed Su Ting's words. After all, if this topic continues to turn into a quarrel, it is nothing to young people. It is normal to be young and energetic, not to mention his teacher is Ang People who are hot like that will naturally be regarded as a very normal thing by others.

Fuma Kotaro did not behave as a patriarch, so he did not intend to delve into this issue.

"Since you don't know much about Fengmo Cangjie's childhood, I feel that I still need to find someone familiar to ask." Su Ting didn't mention it, and asked about other things, "So, there is someone to choose for the head of Fengmo Cangjie. Is it?"

"Fumo Sosuke can be said to be an orphan. Less than a year after he was born, his mother died of illness. When he was eight years old, his father also died because of an accident while performing a mission."

Fumo Kotaro said coldly, this is equivalent to telling Su Ting that there is no such person to ask about Fengmo Sosuke's childhood.

"Then did he have any close friends since he was a child?" Su Ting looked back, "These training programs require the cooperation of multiple people, if I remember correctly, all the collaborators of Fuma Canosuke are that one person from beginning to end. .”

"Where is this Feng Mo Zhisha now?"

"Don't tell me he died having a baby too."

"Fumo Zhisha..." Fumo Kotaro hesitated for a rare moment at the mention of this name, as if he was hesitating, "The matter of Fumo Zhisha is related to some private affairs of our family."

"Private matter?" Su Ting's face turned cold, "Patriarch Feng Mo, you won't tell me that there is no one to investigate again?"

"This needs to be applied to the parents. After the application result comes out, if it is allowed, we will arrange for you to meet." Kotaro Fuma did not back down at all. He cannot make an independent decision on this issue without asking the head of the family, the Fumo family.

Feng Mo Zhisha... is currently being observed in a special care school.

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The school in Kobe has no name, because it is not a normal school that recruits students from the society in the normal sense.

The school is surrounded by solid high stone walls, and the stone walls are covered with barbed wire with electricity.Even after going through these two steps of defense, they managed to get out of the scope of the school, and there was an endless forest outside. Without a compass or navigation, not to mention children, even adults who often come and go here will get lost in this forest.

There was once a child who used insulating cloth to grab the barbed wire and climbed over the fence to get out of the school gate, and then got lost in the deep mountains. When the search and rescue team found him, he had collapsed under a tree and was thirsty and dehydrated.

The meaning of its existence is only to accommodate the "children" rejected by the normal society in the Snake Ba Family.

Feng Mo Zhisha is such a child.

Most of the time he would hide in the room and stare at the white wall in a daze, because the range of activities of the students in this school was strictly restricted.

The reason why Fumo Zhisha was facing the wall in a daze was because he didn't like the cold door with a heavy and heavy iron lock. If he was facing the wall, he could still deceive himself in his fantasy at a certain moment, and he stayed at home and didn't go to any church. The school is not a "ghost".

Fengmo Zhisha would sometimes sit on the bed and stare blankly at the wall all day long, until he couldn't help touching it, and then a chilling coolness woke him up from his fantasy, and he suddenly realized that he was still alive. In this damn school.

He still clearly remembered the day he was brought to this school, but Fumo Zhisha didn't like recalling that experience very much.

But the unforgettable things are like the traces of waves eroding on the reef, which are not so easy to forget.

Fuma Zhisha knew the reason why he was sent to this school.

When he was five years old, his elders did a blood test for him. Feng Mo Zhisha remembered that his father's face was a little ugly that day, but he didn't say anything in the end. At that time, Feng Mo Zhisha didn't know what it meant.

Until a few years later, he and a friend named Fuma Sosuke completed the primary training of the Fuma family. During another test by the ninja, he clearly saw a very ugly change in the face of the tester, which was worse than his father's. It was even uglier back then.

So Feng Mo Zhisha had a prediction.

He followed the man's instructions and stood there in a daze, waiting for most of the other children to finish the test one by one and pass by them. At this time, Fengmo Zhisha suddenly threw off the man who grabbed his arm and walked towards the door. He ran, but just as he pushed open the door, he bumped into the person who entered the door.

To this day, Fengmo Zhisha can't remember exactly what the person who entered the door looked like. He only remembers that when he ran into the person's arms, he saw a gorgeous and hideous picture of gods and ghosts.

There was no suspense about what happened later, he was taken away quickly, and he didn't even meet his father again before he was taken away.

Oh, up to now, Fengmo Zhisha can't remember the faces of his parents clearly, just like the law enforcement officers who escorted him to this school back then. When he recalled it, it was only a blur. The only impression is that his father coaxed him A few songs that I hummed in my sleep.

守りもいやがru

Snow もちらつくしししくし (Ichiban)
basin ga ki ta tote na ni u re shi karo

Curtain はなし 帯なし (second fan)

この子よう死くくをばいじる

Shou も [-] day やせるやら (sanfan)
早よもゆきたやこの in So Yue えて

Xiang こうに见えるは亲のうち (Fourth Fan)
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He lay in the darkness, folded his hands in front of his chest, silently, and the memories flowed through his mind like running water.

Every year, different people act as his "parents" to visit him, perhaps this is one of the reasons why Feng Mo Zhisha can't remember the appearance of his parents.

Those "parents" in black often have gorgeous tattoos of ghosts and gods on the lining of their serious suits. Some of them will kindly communicate with Feng Mozhisha about the situation in school, and some of them will be formulaic with a cold face. Ask him some questions casually, and some will bring him some snacks that are not available in the school... But in fact, they all have a very unified identity-the law enforcement officer of the family.

Fengmo Zhisha once fantasized that he would become like them, but the bloodline test showed that his bloodline had great flaws, and he might degenerate into another kind of thing at any time, which is a serious harm to society..."something".

Children like them have no human rights.

Every law enforcement officer would ask Fengmo Zhisha some of the same questions when he arrived. At first he was a little ashamed to speak out, thinking that these were very private matters, but then he became numb, and he answered each sentence fluently, even the law enforcement officers’ words. Fengmo Zhisha can guess what he is going to say before he finishes reading the question and give the answer in advance, so that they can have more time to talk about the world outside the school—every time the "parents" come to visit The time is fixed, and the time will not be added or subtracted due to the speed of the process.

Do you suddenly get agitated and can't control yourself?No, no, I haven't been emotional since I entered the school.

The most exciting time has passed before entering here.

Have you ever liked any female classmate?I'm not very familiar with my classmates in class, and I don't socialize with them. I probably can't recognize which one is which. Naturally, I can't say that I have a favorite female student.

Probably to the extent that they would not be recognized if they bumped into each other head-on, because Fengmo Zhisha didn't bother to remember.

Do you feel like there are people around you that you hate?No, everyone around me is fine.

Those who hate... are all outside.

For every question, Feng Mo Zhisha prepared another answer in his heart.

Sometimes he felt like he was split into two parts by these questions, and when he answered the questions, the numb self would come out, and after the law enforcement officers in his family left, the normal self would take over the body and continue to work meaninglessly In a daze, like a pig raised in a pigpen, do this and that as instructed.

Fumo Zhisha once thought about resisting, he wanted to get out of this school, return to his parents and companions, complete the internal training of the Fumo family step by step, and then successfully become a law enforcement officer... But this is impossible.

His enthusiasm for resistance has been exhausted in the first three years. As for when it completely disappeared... probably because the tingling pain of the electrified baton poking his body burned his brain?
I don't know, and Feng Mo Zhisha doesn't have the energy and thoughts to ask questions. Anyway, after thinking about the answer to this question, there will be no change in his current life.

But his resistance led to a more serious consequence.

The questions asked by the law enforcement officers are not random and just exchanged. They will tick off the paper while asking the questions. At the end of the questioning, if his file is marked with a green or yellow label. Asking is regarded as "passing a level", and if it is an orange label, it means danger and uncontrollable, and the monitoring will be further strengthened. As for the red label on the top...

Feng Mo Zhisha tried his best not to let himself think about the consequences of being labeled a red label.

In short, these colorful little labels are very important to Fengmo Zhisha. If he can keep the green label until he is 40 years old, he is expected to walk out of this special church school in the deep mountains and return to society. There will no longer be law enforcement officers every year. Asking him poignant questions and scrutinizing his expression ticked off the dossier.

But because of his defiance, the tags on the file for the first three years were all orange.

According to Feng Mo Zhisha's inquiries to the later law enforcement officials, the three-year orange may need a longer observation period to allow him to return to the mountain, maybe five years, maybe ten years?
At that time, even if I leave this school, what will it be like?

Fengmo Zhisha turned over.

Probably... an old trash who is completely out of touch with society.

A 50-year-old, but spent nearly 40 years in a school in a mountain, no social experience, no family, old waste.

Thinking of these two lines of cool liquid running down Feng Mo Zhisha's face, and some of it dripped into his mouth, the taste was astringent, that kind of experience was really not good.

So he turned over and wiped the tears from his face.

"It's a poor guy...you can only curl up in a corner and linger on your last breath."

Suddenly, a second person's voice sounded in this separate "cell".

(End of this chapter)