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

Chapter 34 The Action Begins (Two in One)

"Hello everyone."

Others would never have imagined that dozens of people would be stuffed in a simple building that looked like a temporary hut, and these dozens of people were fully armed, all wearing uniform black combat uniforms, and the chest was half rotten. The World Tree emblem glistens.

These are the first-year students who participated in this mission.

In view of the difficulty of the task, most of these dozens of freshmen have relatively good bloodlines, and the worst is the crane tail in the B-level. Chu Zihang and Su Ting were put in the same group. It was moved to practice in other tasks.

For this reason, Caesar also protested that he would have to complete the most difficult task if he wanted to participate, but unfortunately, the commissioners of the executive department ruthlessly rejected his protest and kindly advised him to obey the arrangement, so Caesar set the goal Put it on the top of "finishing the task at hand better and faster than Su Ting Chu Zihang's group".

Kalek looked up and scanned the crowd who were seriously looking at the screen behind him, and clapped their hands to turn their attention to himself.

"First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Karek Wilson, a 2006 graduate of Kassel College. I am temporarily serving as an 'assistant' for this combat practice class, that is, the commander-in-chief of the operational mission. You can call me Karek Instructor, of course it’s not wrong to call me senior.”

"The people sitting here are all elites in the academy, so I don't have much to tell you." Kalek speaks Chinese very fluently. "The only thing to keep in mind is to obey the command."

The gem-like light green eyes are very friendly, and these words made some of the dozens of people below quietly applaud - originally the commander in his imagination should give them a blow to strengthen his dominance , But I didn't expect the third sentence of the commander to meet them was flattery.

"Okay, the time for the task is very tight, I hope I can hurry up and finish the task and complete it beautifully." Kalek had a smile on his meticulous face, "One last question, everyone You have handed over your mobile phones, right?"

There was an affirmative answer in the room.

"Okay, then let's get to the point." Kalek pressed the remote control in his hand, and the photos on the big screen behind him quickly switched.

A close-up of a dead body appeared in front of the eyes, and the dark red light hit everyone's faces.

"'Joker', the murderer of vicious serial murders, has made more than eight murders since committing the crime, which is the goal of our course. What is presented to you now is the photo of the first deceased." Karek said She speaks very fast, "Her name is Mika Jones, 32 years old, a famous American film star, who was nominated for an Oscar but missed out. Some students may have seen the movie starring her, but it is a pity that half a year ago she He was found dead in the bathtub of his apartment, with two poker cards inserted into his wrist and forehead respectively."

"There are no witnesses, no footprints, no fingerprints, and no bodily fluids. The suspect did not leave any useful clues at the scene, and the motive for the crime is unknown. The only thing that can prove the identity of the murderer is the two playing cards inserted into the body of the deceased. .”

"This case is also a case where Joker is completely famous in the eyes of the police. It was even considered a 'perfect crime' by the FBI, because they had no way of finding out the true identity of the murderer, let alone arresting him."

From the time the first photo of the corpse appeared, only Kalek's clear and powerful voice of explanation was left in the small combat command room. All the students remained silent in unison, and no one tried to interrupt his narration.

"This is the second deceased. John Davis, 47 years old, was an accomplished alcoholic who had multiple domestic violence and robbery records..."

"The third deceased, Bruce Connor, was 26 years old. He was involved in a vicious gang rape case against a 14-year-old girl who was walking on the way home from school..."

"Fifth deceased, Doug Wayne, 33 years old..."

"The sixth deceased..."

…………

Kalek introduced all the victims in one breath, then asked after a short pause, "Now you have any questions, you can ask them."

Immediately, a student raised his hand: "Senior Kalek, are you sure you didn't confuse the suspects in other missions of the Executive Department with the victims of this case?"

"I knew you would ask that... so I'll introduce you to the killer's most distinctive feature - the 'Joker of Justice', who doesn't choose his prey for nothing, but chooses those who are full of crimes People are killing."

"Sounds like something Batman should do." Someone whispered from below.

"Although his approach is very encouraging, it is a pity that according to what our people discovered during the eighth crime, this messenger of justice is very likely to be a dangerous hybrid whose brain is being eroded by dragon blood. The risk of breaking through the critical blood limit and transforming into Deadpool." Kalek said coldly, "So in order to nip this danger in its infancy, we decided to arrest him."

"Instructor, do you mean that the executive department has caught his tail?" Chu Zihang raised his hand and asked.

While others were still thinking about what the murderer had done, he had already keenly noticed the crux of the mission, that is, it was likely to be a killing mission rather than a pursuit.

Because in the style of the executive department, even if this operation has become a war practice class for freshmen, they will not let the mission objects that have come into view flee around.

"Is Chu Zihang right? I've heard of you, and the previous assistance missions were completed beautifully." Kalek couldn't help but smile, seeing that the minister's two favorite students were among the mission staff He was relieved a little bit, "Congratulations, you found the key point. The execution department has surrounded the murderer's residence. It has been confirmed that he has not noticed anything wrong, even lying on the bed before the paint on his face is removed." Big sleep."

"The dramatic thing is that our Mr. Justice also has a bad record. A few years ago, he had an affair with the local gangsters and participated in many gang fires and thefts."

Kalek's mouth curled up.

"May I ask what is the blood class of the other party?" Su Ting also raised his hand and asked a question.

"The initial estimate is 'B' level. In the end, I have to remind everyone again that although the subject of this task seems to have made some mistakes in action due to the erosion of the brain by dragon blood, once there is a problem, it is very likely to change. A very dangerous Deadpool."

"So, everyone must obey the command and don't act without authorization."

Kalek raised his voice sharply, his eyes swept over everyone present again.

"Understood!" What responded to him was a uniform reply, and the newcomers were full of ambition to complete this task.

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"You guys will follow me later, don't rush too far forward."

The freshmen who took part in the task this time were divided into three groups, the arrest group, the blockade group, and the logistics group.

Su Ting and Chu Zihang were naturally assigned to the arresting team, and their five "temporary commissioners" with outstanding abilities were responsible for going upstairs to participate in direct contact with dangerous mixed races.

All the residents in this apartment have been quietly transferred, and the few who cursed and refused to go out were immediately overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the executive department—more than a dozen black guns were aimed at his head. One more unkind word and the friendly commissioners invite him to dinner with God.

In order to ensure the normal progress of the task, all unstable factors must be ruled out.

Chu Zihang lifted Cun Yu behind him and turned around to give a soft warning. Several people who were carrying all kinds of weapons like a gathering of martial arts masters nodded in agreement, and no one questioned this.

After all, Chu Zihang is not only the president of the Lionheart Club, but has also sent missions with the executive department many times, and he is more familiar with how to complete the mission than them in every aspect.

At this time, Su Ting also carried a Tang Hengdao made by the equipment department and followed Chu Zihang with breathless concentration.

The stairwell in this apartment is not that wide, and it can only accommodate two people at a time. The handrails covered with a layer of dust show how bad the sanitation of this place is, and the walls that have yellowed and fall off from time to time The skin testifies to the rich history of the building.

All in all, this is an apartment that looks very cheap, and it also fits the characteristics of the murderer's temporary residence and wandering around.

The murderer's room was on the third floor, and the arrest team quickly and silently went up to this floor.

The uniform black clothing makes them look like a group of strong panthers hunting, silent and explosive before approaching their prey.

321.

The five of them came to the door and subconsciously held their breath.

No matter how great and upright the "just Joker" in it has done, he is now just a mixed race with bad deeds and extremely unstable bloodlines.

Dragon blood is eroding his brain. The powerful dragon gene may overwhelm the temporarily dominant human blood in the next moment and forcibly rewrite it into dragon gene, but at the last moment before Jackie Chan, the human gene will launch a terrifying attack Fighting back, the hybrid could never become a dragon—and thus a sad monster dominated by a dragon was born.

"The capture team is about to break the door."

Chu Zihang pressed down on the headset in a low voice, and transmitted the current situation back to the command room.

A huge number of instruments have already been placed in the combat command room. The original executive officer and more than a dozen freshmen who later participated in the war practice class are nervously operating the instruments and monitoring the situation around the apartment. At the same time, the picture of the murderer's house was being played - he was still in a deep sleep defenseless.

Kalek frowned silently. His rich experience made him instinctively feel that something was wrong. Would a criminal who had committed eight almost perfect crimes be so careless and fall asleep at home... After the previous case happened Kalek didn't know what the murderer did, so he couldn't make an effective judgment.

While thinking, Chu Zihang's voice came from a small black box.

It is an instrument for the combat command room to keep in touch with other groups. The humble black box produced in a military factory in Germany that cooperates with the academy can receive signals up to ten kilometers, and it can be used in various bad weather and weak signal areas. Make normal calls to ensure smooth communication between executive department commissioners.

"Break the door, move fast." Kalek glanced at the screen, "The Joker of Justice" still didn't notice the danger coming, so he decisively issued an order.

"receive."

After getting the affirmative reply from the commander, Chu Zihang directly kicked on the thin anti-theft door. The violent dragon's blood endowed him with superhuman strength, and he even kicked the door away from the door frame!
The moment Chu Zihang made a move, Su Ting also moved, and he followed the figure of Chu Zihang who broke through the door and flew out as well.

The speed of the two even made the other three team members completely unable to react and rushed into the room a step later. One of them tripped over the small hole that Su Ting kicked out of.

The village rain in Chu Zihang's hand had already been lifted up, the tip of the knife was drooping, and the air was buzzing and vibrating. A little water vapor adhered to the blade, waiting to wash off the sticky blood when it cut into the enemy's body.

The dazzling golden pupils bloomed unreservedly, and the air around him even began to become extremely hot, restless fire elements danced around him, cheering, this is a sign that Yan Lingjun's flame is about to erupt!

Of course Su Ting saw Chu Zihang's actions, and said to himself, brother, you told me not to treat mixed races as human beings, but you didn't want to give me a chance not to treat them as human beings.

The howling wind passed by Su Ting's ears, and the too sharp sound was the effect of his "speeding".

Seeing that the task seems to be completed in this way, the dangerous mixed race "Joker" who is vicious, sinister and cunning in the task description is about to die under the demon sword of the brother who killed the embryo, and he can't even say a last word.

But this is also normal, after all Chu Zihang is the trump card of the executive department.

"You relax, but it doesn't seem like the end is over, the guy in the bed has a bomb in his belly that's about to go off."

A line of pale gold subtitles faintly appeared in front of Su Ting's eyes, and a batch of skinny modifiers appeared again.

but? !
Su Ting's attention was all attracted by the word bomb. What kind of killer would put a bomb in his stomach?
Is this the prophet who knows that someone is going to catch him, and then swallows a bomb and waits there stupidly, wanting to die with the person who came, and then put on a romantic fireworks show of "no distinction between each other"?
As a serial murderer who is still at large, Su Ting thinks that Joker should not be so stupid.

So there is only one possibility left.

"Brother! Back!"

Su Ting's urgent shout reached the ears of Chu Zihang, who was rushing forward. Seeing this "Joker" who was still sleeping comfortably like a baby after experiencing the loud noise of breaking the door, Chu Zihang obviously realized that the mission goal was very important. Something might be wrong.

So Chu Zihang tensed up all the muscles in his body and tried to stop abruptly in mid-air. He twisted his body and tried to "throw" himself out in a movement that was absolutely impossible for a human being.

But the distance between them is too close, the man's big face covered with messy and meaningless oil paint still has a mocking smile on it, the flame of the bomb has already penetrated from his stomach, with an incomparable Burning breath.

It seems... too late.

　Ask for tickets as usual

　　
　
(End of this chapter)