Dragon Race: Dragon of Eternal Time

Chapter 53 Request to lift the commandment

Chapter 53 Request to lift the commandment
"Who?!" Everyone looked up.

What appeared in front of them was a petite person. She was sitting on the window sill, wearing the same black combat uniform as them, covering her face, and her voice was cold and harsh, apparently after undergoing a voice-changing process.

Everyone involuntarily shed a cold sweat, because if the other party was an enemy, they would have silently killed several people on their side.

"Number 0, can you stop being scary!" Said Mai Shutoku, the captain, coldly.

"If you're looking for number 13...it's there." Number 0 stretched out a finger and pointed in a direction.

Mai Jiutoku looked in the direction of finger 0, and saw a black bat like a bat, flying very coolly and silently to the roof of the library not far from them.It was No. 13 himself.

Holding the hook rope in one hand, No. 13 bent down professionally, and raised a binoculars in the other hand, observing the situation below, as if searching for something.

She whispered, "Which bastard told me this guy from Brooklyn was a savvy?"

"Look at his resume... His previous tasks have been perfectly accomplished..." Someone said weakly.

"Are you sure he's not an expert in parkour solo performances?" Mai Tokuku covered his forehead with his hands in a state of collapse, "All of them are messing with me! What's the use of running handsomely if you don't know the way!"

"Don't pass the responsibility on to others, you are the person in charge of this operation, and you have to bear the responsibility for your mistakes." No. 0's cold voice sounded again.

"You don't need to remind me, I also know that I am the captain of this operation, so I naturally have a remedy." Mai Tokuku said lightly, although she was stupid, she still took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

There was a crisp sound of "click" from the phone, and the veins on Jiude Mai's forehead throbbed: "Hey! Don't eat potato chips! Think of a way, we are trapped, your information is wrong, the security here is not as good as yours Said so loosely."

"Don't worry, I still have a backup plan." A confident voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What's the backup plan?"

"It was the plan when Mai's infiltration was blocked."

"Is this all within your expectations?" Mai Tokuro was furious, as if he would explode at any moment, "And what the hell is No. 13 doing?"

"Number 13 is the joker I arranged, let him go." The person on the other end of the phone didn't care at all.

"That parkour boy? Are you sure? Please? I think he's lost his way!" Mai Tokuku fainted.

"I already knew that he is a road idiot, that's why I called him a ghost card. Often this kind of person who does not take an unusual path can always reach his goal unexpectedly... as always. "

"Okay, let's ignore the matter on the 13th, what do you think we should do?" Mai Tokuku's anger subsided a little.

"Mai, all you need to do is wait."

"What are you waiting for? I'm like a cockroach in the cracks now. There are hundreds of people outside. As long as I show up, I will be discovered. I can't use my speech spirit. The 'Night Watchman' controls the surrounding fields. ·The commandment' is too strong, I am restricted to death!"

"Hehe~ the 'discipline' will be lifted soon, you are not the only one who is restricted, they are the same, in order to find you they will also want to use the spirit of speech, as long as they can use the spirit of speech, who can find you? "

"Twenty-ten minutes have passed, and the intruder who sneaked in has not been found yet." Professor Schneider looked down at the watch on his wrist.

"Since entering the state of emergency, all surveillance cameras have been turned on, but there is no trace of intruders. Could it be that they are cockroaches? Will they shrink into the gap?" Professor Guderian scratched his head.

"It's impossible for them to escape from this campus, but all this is too abnormal, like the calm before the storm. This is a very dangerous signal." Mance re-lit a cigar and took a deep breath.

"The other party's identity and intention are very vague, and the three entrances of the 'ice cellar' have not been attacked so far." Professor Manstein looked solemn.

"We need the power of the word spirit." Schneider turned to Manstein, "Can you implore the 'night watchman' to lift the 'discipline'? As long as the 'discipline' is lifted, we can use the reconnaissance system to search for intruders. "

"Professor Schneider is right, Professor Manstein, your 'snake' domain is three times as large as Ye Sheng's, if you can use your language skills, the intruders will have nowhere to hide." Mance Exhale a puff of smoke.

"Impossible." Manstein shook his head, "The principal is the only one who can relieve him of the 'discipline'."

"The situation is special now. We can't contact the principal. You are the only one who can convince your father." Schneider stared straight into Manstein's eyes, "Can you try?"

Manstein was silent for a while, then picked up the phone: "I'll give it a try, but don't hold out too much hope, that old cowboy... is the kind of character that no relatives would recognize."

In the attic of the bell tower of the church, the old TV screen is playing the classic western film "High Noon". The protagonist played by Gary Cooper, the law enforcement officer, is walking with a gun on the streets of a western town where yellow sand is flying in the sky.

The person in front of the screen was dressed almost like Gary Cooper, wearing a plaid shirt, a cowboy hat with a rolled brim on his head, and a pair of cowboy boots with shining spurs.

The old cowboy slumped on the sofa like a huge potato, raised his feet high on the table, and held a bottle of beer in his hand, with a plate of cooked beef beside him.

Suddenly, the old antique phone rang, and he picked up the receiver.

"I heard the sound of "High Noon" coming from your TV. Don't you get tired of watching it?"

"Hi! Angers! You're back already?" The old cowboy immediately cheered up.

"I came back a long time ago, and I also retrieved the skeleton of the Dragon King Norton. I am preparing to do an MRI reconstruction of it." The principal said, "I suggest you watch "Scent of a Woman" instead."

"You really are a coquettish old guy." The old cowboy laughed and teased, "What do you want me for?"

"Well, I want you to lift the 'commandment'."

"Are you serious?" The smile on the old cowboy's face gradually disappeared, and he put down the beer bottle in his hand.

"You also know that there are intruders, and Norma judged it to be the Dragon Clan. I think it's time for the young people to experience it." The principal said lightly, "The princes of the Dragon Clan are about to wake up, and we don't have much time left. .”

"The power of Yan Ling is like the power of the devil. Once it is used improperly, it will suffer backlash..." The old cowboy was a little worried, "Are the young people ready?"

"Those who have dragon's blood are using the power of the devil to fight against the devil. The time of us two old guys has passed. We need young people."

"Maybe you are right, let me promise you for now."

He turned off the TV and sat quietly on the sofa. The candle on the table flickered, illuminating his old face.He can't remember how many years this candle has been burning, 12 years, or 15 years?Even longer.

The phone rang again.

"Which one?" The old cowboy picked up the microphone.

(End of this chapter)

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