bookbashuk Chapter 396 Deadpool
Chapter 396 Deadpool
Chapter 396 Deadpool
Kassel Academy.
In the conference hall decorated like a palace, seven men, women, young and old sat around a round table.
Their ages ranged greatly, from centenarians to underage girls, but they were all well-dressed and had extraordinary temperament, just like the world's top aristocrats that often appear in movies.
Except for Angers, all others participated in the form of holographic projection.
They are the seven directors of the college, forming the powerful board of directors, providing the school with various valuable resources, both visible and invisible, such as funds and connections.
They all represent a powerful family, such as the Gattuso family, the Laurent family, and the Gottingen family. Angers is the spokesperson for the extinct Cassel family. His strong style and powerful strength have always suppressed several families.
In fact, above the Board of Directors, there is a Council of Elders that even most students don’t know about. It is composed of four ancient dragon-slaying families.
The Cadmus family, the St. George family, the Sigurd family, and the Beowulf family have been passed down from the mythological era to the present day, and are well-known in the world of mixed-bloods all over the world. Before the Industrial Revolution, the four major families were the princes of the mixed-blood world, and they had the final say. Unfortunately, with the development of science and the changes of the times, the emerging families who seized the opportunity used technology, politics, economy, and war to rise and became the core of the secret party in one fell swoop.
Until the establishment of Kassel College and the transformation of the secret party structure, the four major families were excluded by the emerging families. Although it was called the Elders' Council, it actually had no jurisdiction over the affairs of the college and was high up but out of touch with the ground.
Of course, whether it is the four major families or the seven major families, as well as the current Kassel Academy, they are all the evolution of the former secret party, and can also be collectively referred to as the secret party. However, people's hearts are unpredictable and they all have their own agendas. Now the major forces are undercurrents, and the past secret party with a unified goal and indestructible has long become history. Only old men like Angers will miss it silently.
"Anger, you should be held fully responsible for Norton's escape," Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family, snorted coldly, "You spent so much money, but ended up with the worst possible outcome. I have reason to suspect that your decision was wrong."
Angers raised his eyebrows and replied with a smile without any fear: "Want to take this opportunity to bring me down? Forget it, Frost. We are not sitting here to discuss impeachment."
He was wearing a tailor-made black suit, a pair of shiny Italian leather shoes, and a bright red rose on his chest. His silver-white hair was combed back into a neat 130: split. At years old, he was no longer young, but the wrinkles on his face were like deep grooves cut by swords. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the silver light in his pupils jumped and flickered. He was coquettish, humorous, open-minded and cheerful, and suddenly looked like an angry lion.
"To make a long story short, I have something else to do." A dignified-looking middle-aged Asian man spoke. He is the head of the Chen family and Nuonuo's father.
"Ahem." Angé sat up straight and immediately became the focus of attention.
He then went on to elaborate on the failed Bronze Project and the ongoing Norton Project, mentioning the three outstanding students who had been sent there.
"Chu Zihang? Is he the current president of the Lionheart Club?" asked Elizabeth Laurent, who was only 22 years old.
She was a woman dressed as a European noblewoman. Although young, she had a pair of calm eyes. Through the black veil, one could vaguely see her fair face like a Greek goddess. Although it was a holographic projection, her figure wrapped in a tight dress under the fur waistcoat was particularly plump and sexy.
She exuded the same cold temperament as the Queen, but whenever she looked at Angers, her eyes became gentle, revealing the respect that was appropriate for her age.
It's not that the girl is in love, but among all the school directors, only Elizabeth is Angers' most unwavering supporter and admirer. In her heart, Angers is undoubtedly an grandfather-like elder.
After all, Ange took good care of her after her father died in a plane crash.
"President Chu Zihang is A-level, Vice President Lancelot is A-level, and there is also the excellent sniper Susie. They are the backbone of the Lionheart Club. Although they are still students, their combat effectiveness far exceeds that of most executive department specialists." Angé replied.
The childish Charlotte Gottingen asked: "The Dragon King is smarter than we thought. Can the Norton plan really find and capture him?"
She was a girl who was not even twenty years old. Her cute and lovely appearance did not fit in with the painting style of the people present. She looked like a mascot.
But Charlotte asked the question that everyone was concerned about, so they all stared at Angers who remained silent.
"Whether it is today or tomorrow, or in one or two years, I will find him and kill him until all the dragons are slaughtered." Angé did not give an exact answer, but his words were firm and bloodthirsty, and the six school directors, who were thousands of miles apart, all shuddered.
Although many people want to remove Ange from the position of principal, no one present here would question Ange's determination to take revenge on the dragon clan. In fact, this is also the reason why Ange can continue to serve as the principal.
The hero of this world, Lu Mingfei, is currently studying the history of the dragon clan in the teaching building. He is still worried about the practical training that will be assessed tomorrow morning, fearing that he will be thrown over the shoulder and killed by the skinny but powerful Ling.
“I never expected that my life would change like this.”
For a moment, Lu Mingfei, who was sitting by the window, stared out the window in a daze. Being in this castle-like academy, he always felt a little unreal, as if when he woke up, he was still an ordinary senior high school student preparing for the college entrance examination in the hot summer.
……
Shu, Miancheng.
At dusk, the setting sun casts its orange-red glow on the surface of the Three Rivers, and the rippling waves exude a breathtakingly magnificent beauty.
This is the confluence of a river, a stream and a creek, and at the end of the wide river there is a hydroelectric power station dam.
Tower cranes can be seen on both sides of the river bank, and large areas of construction sites indicate that many high-rise buildings will rise from the ground in the future.
When the sun sets and the stars and the moon rise, an ordinary salvage ship arrives.
There was no rescue team in the cabin, nor were there old men cleaning up garbage in the river, but four young men.
"There are subtle elemental reactions in the samples collected from the Fujiang River, but we cannot determine whether it is Dragon King Norton or Samson, so I'm sorry to trouble you two." said a technical specialist from the executive department.
Another specialist put on the testing equipment for Chu Zihang and Su Qian, and clapped his hands after the test. "OK, juniors, I believe in your level. If you find anything abnormal, don't hesitate, return immediately."
Then, the two people wearing diving suits looked at each other, jumped into the water one after the other, and ripples spread.
Several fishermen on the shore made a "tsk" sound at the same time. With such a commotion, even sharks would be scared away.
But soon, several uniformed personnel asked the onlookers to leave, saying that professional geologists were investigating the rock and soil of the riverbed and so on, and that the people needed their cooperation to leave.
"I don't know what's going on with Lancelot. I didn't expect that there would be other situations just after we arrived." Susie said.
"Well, he is quite capable, nothing will happen to him." Chu Zihang replied calmly.
"That's right, he's not acting alone, there are several specialists in the executive department who are responsible for the combat." Susie nodded.
"It's very clean here, it doesn't look like there are any dragons here." Chu Zihang observed the water area while cooperating with the detection equipment.
at the same time.
In the central commercial street of this third-tier city, there was a surging crowd of young men and women walking around and stopping in the busy shops.
The air is filled with the aroma of sugar-roasted chestnuts, fried pork tenderloin, egg tarts, and old-fashioned spicy hot pot. The gradually lit neon lights add a bit of vitality to the old buildings, and a hazy mood unconsciously appears on people's faces at night.
On the rooftops of the buildings facing each other on both sides of the main road, there are several tall and nimble figures lurking.
They overlooked the endless stream of people, like falcons searching for prey with their sharp eyes.
Except for Lancelot, the vice president of the Lionheart Society, the rest are members of the Asian branch of the executive department. There are white, yellow and black people, and they are not all Asians in the conventional thinking.
Like Lancelot, they originally came to carry out the Norton Plan, but according to the informant's temporary intelligence and Norma's deduction, there are suspected out-of-control hybrids with unstable bloodlines in Miancheng, and the recent strange explosions may be related to them.
Several specialists speculated based on the locations of the multiple explosions and discovered that the target's crimes had a certain pattern, so they narrowed the scope accurately, ambushed there early, and occupied the commanding heights for observation.
Moreover, Norma also hacked into the street's surveillance system to provide assistance to the executive commissioners at any time.
As time passed, Miancheng, which had almost no nightlife, gradually became quiet. There were suddenly fewer people in the streets and alleys, and most of the businesses began to close their stalls.
"It was a huge scene the day before yesterday. If the police hadn't come, those bastards would have run away!"
"Stop bragging, I saw you being beaten against the wall with my own eyes!"
Of course, there are still groups of teenagers gathered together laughing and joking, not caring at all whether they will disturb others, and they are as excited as ducks on stimulants.
They all have uniform melon-shaped or crew-cut hair styles, a Tian Xia Xiu cigarette in their mouths, a Double Happiness cigarette tucked behind their ears, and from time to time they lift up their tight short-sleeved shirts to pat their bellies with distinct ribs. Their legs, thinner than bamboo poles, wear a pair of loafers with rose patterns.
Although he was young, he was holding a very thin wallet in his hand, which gave people a feeling of strength and imposingness. In fact, there was nothing in it. Ten people could not collect fifty yuan.
They rode colorful electric scooters, with girls wearing off-shoulder tank tops and black leggings sitting on the back seats. They snuggled on their boyfriends' backs, happy smiles on their faces, as if they had found their true love to entrust their lives to.
"Hey Ergou, hurry up and come out, we are going to do something big here, what? You can't get away? Why don't you come and try? I will kill you tomorrow!" A spirited young man arrogantly called on the landline in the grocery store, "That's right, brothers will definitely call you to do something big, and remember to bring more money!"
After hanging up the phone, he felt his trouser pocket under his boss's suspicious gaze, and finally casually took out a fifty-cent coin from his girlfriend's bag and threw it on the table.
"Brothers, come together and wait for Ergou to come. We should be able to get a private room for the whole night."
"I've practiced for a long time, so what? Let me show you what it means to be a singing god. It's the song Xu Song released last year."
"You are a non-mainstream person, you must sing Jay Chou's songs in KTV!"
"I want to sing Star and Moon Myth! I want to be the first one to sing, don't compete with me!" shouted a girl in shorts, about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was still wearing a high school uniform jacket.
"By the way, when are you going to ask that good girl in your class out to play? The one with long hair and who likes to wear skirts." A spirited young man said with a lewd smile.
"You also know she is a good girl~ I wonder if it is possible to get a date with her." The girl curled her lips, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes.
"Just call her out of school, don't worry about anything else."
"Don't mess around, he's the teacher's favorite student."
"So what if they are academic nerds? We just don't want to learn. If we really learn, we may be better than those nerds!"
When it comes to pretty girls, these real beasts suddenly became restless, with primitive evil thoughts surging in their minds. One pair of dogs and bitches even ran to the corner and started to bite each other.
Their unbridled conversation was heard by the executive department commissioner, but no one commented on it.
Lancelot frowned slightly and glanced at his feet with undisguised disgust and contempt in his eyes. As a member of the French aristocracy, he prided himself on his noble character and always followed and practiced the lofty principles of the Lionheart Society.
"There are social scum everywhere. We are not responsible for this kind of scum, and we cannot control it," a burly black commissioner turned around and said, "Lao Zhang, it's almost twelve o'clock. Will that guy come out?"
Lao Zhang was a skinny man in his early thirties. He rubbed his brows and said, "I'll release the snake to explore."
After saying this, he leaned against the wall, concentrating his mind and releasing the invisible snakes lurking in his brain.
Groups of snakes swarmed out and spread in the void, crawling over telephone poles and drilling into narrow cracks in the walls, and soon covered all directions, including those dark places that were invisible to the naked eye.
Word Spirit: Vacuum Snake!
Serial number 37 is a practical reconnaissance-type word spirit that can release snake-like brain waves to explore the surrounding environment. In the eyes of the user, the world becomes an illusory outline, and many things have nowhere to hide.
During the release of the Word Spirit, Lao Zhang is extremely weak and must be protected by teammates, otherwise he can easily be attacked and killed.
"Hmm? There's a suspicious target in the snack street, a male in his early twenties, wearing a black jacket, gray sweatpants, and a black baseball cap. He's heading towards the main road below us." Old Zhang said breathlessly after finishing the investigation.
Everyone hurriedly adjusted their positions, staring at the staggering figure.
This is the most famous snack street in Miancheng. The narrow passage is lined with shops selling food, drinks and entertainment. It is popular among citizens on weekdays, but closes early at night. So it is somewhat scary to see such a staggering figure walking inside.
buzz~
An unnatural vortex suddenly surged around the man's body, and a slight muffled sound was heard.
"The elemental reaction caused by the Word Spirit! It's definitely him!"
At this moment, Lancelot and the others looked at each other, and stood up at the same time, ready to fight.
"This snack street is a perfect dragnet. It's also some distance away from the group of little bastards at the intersection and won't be easily noticed. As long as we act quickly and efficiently, there won't be much noise." The black commissioner said calmly.
"Action!" Lancelot jumped down from the seventh-floor rooftop with great momentum and drew out two Nepalese machetes from his waist with both hands.
Several people dispersed immediately. The black commissioner and Lao Zhang followed Lancelot and got close together. The other two blocked him from the front and the back. The last one set up a sniper rifle just in case.
Whoosh!
As the vice president with excellent A-level bloodline, Lancelot is also a good fighter even without using the Word Spirit.
He attacked without mercy, slashing with both swords from the side.
The black commissioner attacked from the front, pulling out a rough scimitar with some African tribal totem pattern engraved on the blade.
With a tactical axe in one hand and a claw knife in the other, Lao Zhang pounced on the back of the man's head like an elusive snake.
In order to avoid attracting attention, they tried not to use firearms or other hot weapons as much as possible before the situation escalated.
"Who are you?"
The man was frightened and staggered back, looking very frail.
Bang bang bang!
But when the weapons of the three men were about to hit, three sudden loud noises were heard in an instant, and a series of explosion shock waves without fire were generated between the four people.
The floor tiles exploded and flew everywhere, affecting the area within a radius of six meters. The power was no less than that of three grenades.
In this brief moment, Lancelot reacted the fastest. He quickly kicked the man's shoulder, used it as a boost to leap and flip, and hid in the corner. The black commissioner quickly squatted down and used a snack cart as a shield. Lao Zhang was not bad either. He crawled swiftly to avoid most of the shock wave, but his left upper arm and shoulder were blown up and bleeding.
"The Yin Lei with serial number 17, damn, was tricked by him." Old Zhang shouted.
Although the danger level of this word spirit from the King of Sky and Wind is marked as "low", it is still a combat type with lethality.
The releaser can compress the air extremely, creating a fist-sized compressed air mass, and then release the compression to make it explode. The power of the compressed air mass explosion can be compared to that of a grenade. The air mass can appear in any corner of the releaser's domain, and can even be released by hand, like an invisible beggar's version of the Rasengan, thus triggering a shock wave or an effect similar to an instant air wall defense.
Moreover, it is possible to create multiple Yin Lei continuously and simultaneously, which is what the man did, releasing three air balls in just two or three seconds.
"I didn't mean it~ I didn't mean it~ Don't catch me, don't catch me, hahahaha!"
The man lost his mind after being frightened and ran away in panic.
The intercepting specialist was about to step forward to meet the enemy when he heard Lao Zhang yell, "It's Deadpool! He's completely out of control!"
The runaway man suddenly raised his head, his blood-red golden eyes blossomed, and wisps of hot air gushed out from his pores as his muscles pumped at high speed.
"what--"
He held his head and roared in pain and madness. The next second, his clothes were torn apart by the deformed and bulging muscles. Irregular and broken dragon scales pierced his skin, like a fitness hedgehog with its fur standing on end.
"What's wrong with me? How could this happen? Who are you? Why are you arresting me?" The man's voice became increasingly unclear, and he let out a roar close to that of a wild beast. "I just blew up a few people. There's no need to kill them all!"
He became burly and violent, losing his humanity and reason, as well as the ability to use the power of words, and became a bloodthirsty Deadpool who followed his animal instincts.
"The situation has escalated. Be prepared to snipe at any time." The black commissioner said in a deep voice.
"Do you need to request support?" the sniper on the rooftop asked hurriedly.
"No need, give me ten seconds." Lancelot answered quickly, his pupils slowly coated with a layer of gold, and the blood pressure belonging to the A-level hybrid spread out like a rising tide.
Five people surrounded him and surrounded him from the front and back.
Buzz!
At the same time, the group of energetic young men and women outside the snack street were all stunned. After hearing the explosion, they were startled at first, but did not turn around and run away. Instead, they showed great curiosity and desire after looking at each other.
Perhaps it was because they were in large numbers and had great courage, or perhaps it was because they were ignorant and fearless, a group of more than a dozen people rode ghost-fire electric bikes into the snack street, howling like ghosts and wolves to give themselves courage.
"I'll use you as a training ground for our first battle~"
On top of the tallest building nearby, Chu Xin, wrapped in a raincoat, twisted his waist and legs.
Subsequently.
boom--
He turned into a cannonball and fell straight towards the snack street.
(End of this chapter)