I am blowing happily in Tokyo

Chapter 431 Help Me One Thing
After touching his head, he pressed Tsurumaru's shoulder: "Okay, let's talk about the celebration later."

"I still have something to do."

Tsurumaru: "Yes, master."

Morikawa Yu waved at Xinjue who was approaching from the other side: "Xinjue, stay with Tsurumaru for a while."

Feeling a little disappointed: "Master, you haven't finished these things yet?"

"No." Morikawa Yu squeezed Xinjue's face: "But it's almost over."

"When today's business is over, let's go home, have a rest, and go on vacation."

"Very well then, master."

I sighed, but looked forward to it.

Morikawa Yu lightly kissed her on the forehead, turned around and left the space of Yuzhuyin tent.

On the other side, the library.

2 minutes ago.

Old Tang shot out his claws, leaping across the floors.

He heard a loud noise from far to the north, guessed that there was a battle, and then saw students rushing out from many corners of the college, fully armed and rushing towards the north of the college.

Thinking of what Morikawa Yu said to him, he seized the opportunity and left in the opposite direction.

No one noticed him all the way.

But when he was about to reach the south wall, he stopped.

Because he saw two teams of students guarding the high wall to the south, about twelve of them.

These students also seem to want to rush to the high wall to the north.

However, they did not leave in the end, and continued to guard near the high wall, patrolling the surroundings.

"These guys, why don't you go?"

Old Tang was a little anxious.

He was not Morikawa Yu, so he couldn't ignore these students and rushed over directly.

These students can turn him into a hornet's nest with just one volley, and the second volley will do. It doesn't take two volleys, and he will be dead.

what to do?Do you want to call Mr. Morikawa for help?

There is no sound from the high wall in the north, and it is not known whether Mr. Morikawa has successfully broken through.

He hesitated.

Forget it.

It's just a dozen or so students, just go around.

Mr. Morikawa can ignore them, even if he can't do it himself, he can't ask him for help just because of this "small matter", right?

He pondered.

After a while, he turned around and moved towards the east roof.

After walking for more than 300 meters, he made sure that there were no students between the bottom and the high wall. He raised his hand and shot at the surveillance camera on the high wall, smashing it, and then turned and went downstairs, destroying the surveillance camera beside the building.

However, before he could rush across the grassland between the construction area and the tall buildings, he heard a cold voice behind him.

"stop!"

A tall, black-haired, black-eyed youth with an expressionless face stood in the shadow of tall buildings, as if waiting for him, raised an Uzi submachine gun and aimed at his back.

Next to the tall young man, there was another young man with a handsome appearance but a bit timid temperament, hiding behind the tall young man.

Old Tang raised his hand.

"Take off the hood." The tall young man continued, approaching him.

It was only then that Old Tang discovered that the other party was still wearing a Japanese-style Taidao around his waist, and his hand was always pressed against the handle, as if he trusted the sword at his waist more than the gun in his hand.

He hesitated, and took off his hood.

"Old Tang?" Suddenly, the handsome young man behind the tall young man exclaimed.

Old Tang froze for a moment, then looked at the handsome young man, his eyes also widened: "You are a big-headed bear!?"

Only then did he realize that the other party looked a bit like Lu Mingfei, an old friend he had played StarCraft with for four or five years and agreed to travel around the United States by car.

"It's really you, Old Tang, why are you in our academy?" Lu Mingfei was also startled, and tugged at the collar of the tall young man next to him: "Brother, he is my friend."

The tall young man was Chu Zihang.

At noon, he received an order to lead Lu Mingfei and the Lion Heart team to guard the high wall to the south.

Just found someone approaching, and then left to the east, followed immediately, and stopped Old Tang here.

Old Tang pondered for a while, trying to make up an excuse, but he looked at the tight black combat uniform he was wearing and the Beretta 92FS pistol that he had just emptied.

"Uh, didn't I tell you that before? I'm a bounty hunter, and I sometimes take quests on the website, so..."

"So you came to our academy to perform a mission? What mission? Phantom sneaking in?" Lu Mingfei also looked at the tight black combat uniform on Old Tang's body: "No, you are leaving now."

leave?

As Lu Mingfei spoke, his eyes suddenly widened.

He remembered that the college said that there were 13 intruders yesterday, only eleven were caught, and two were missing. Then Professor Morikawa of the college defected from the college and just arrived at the high wall to the north of the college.

Now Old Tang appeared at the south wall of the college where the defense force was completely empty, and only two guards were left.
Damn, this is too suspicious, right?
He was cowardly, but he was not stupid, and immediately suspected the connection between Old Tang and Morikawa Yu.

Chu Zihang still held the Uzi submachine gun in his hand, and rested his right hand on the handle of the Taidao at his waist: "What's the relationship between you and Professor Morikawa?"

Old Tang: "Uh, this."

Suddenly, the phone on Chu Zihang's waist rang.

"Attention all, the high-risk target has left the academy, the team leaders, if found, report the situation immediately!"

"Repeat, pay attention to everyone, the high-risk target has left the academy, the team leaders, if you find anything, report the situation immediately!"

Chu Zihang frowned and looked at Old Tang.

Old Tang's heart immediately twitched.

If Chu Zihang spoke to the phone at this time, the academy would quickly discover his existence, arrest him, and threaten Morikawa Yu.

Then Morikawa Yu's efforts would be in vain.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

But Chu Zihang didn't speak in the end, but turned off the phone.

He looked at Old Tang coldly: "Professor Morikawa left from the north, is it to cover you?"

Old Tang was silent for a while.

He always felt that Chu Zihang's gaze was a bit strange, as if he was examining him and questioning "Why would Professor Morikawa take risks and care about such a useless person".

"Brother." Lu Mingfei couldn't help shouting.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from the other side, as if someone was approaching.

Old Tang's heart suddenly tightened even more.

Chu Zihang put down the gun in his hand: "You go."

Old Tang froze for a moment: "Why?"

He didn't understand why this high-cold young man with facial paralysis suddenly wanted to let him go.

"It's nothing." Chu Zihang said, "I want to ask you to do something for me."

"I don't have time to talk now, but I will contact you through Lu Mingfei."

What he said was decisive and undeniable.

Old Tang glanced at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei also looked at him.

In the sound of approaching footsteps, he raised the rope shooting gun in his left hand, grabbed the edge of the high wall with his claws, pulled himself to the edge of the wall, and rolled over like a bat.

And when he turned over, Chu Zihang raised the Uzi submachine gun in his hand and swept it against the wall.

The footsteps on the other side suddenly accelerated, and rushed out after a few seconds.

In the lead are Lionheart students.

"President!? Did you find anything here?"

Chu Zihang nodded: "Well, someone wants to leave here."

He didn't explain more, put away the Uzi submachine gun, turned over and jumped towards the high wall, and stood on the corner.

Seeing the back of Old Tang leaving in a hurry, he frowned and jumped off the wall.

"Can't find it."

The students looked at each other.

But for a long time, Chu Zihang has been the president of their Lionheart Club, the trump card of the Executive Department of Transcendent A Grade, and the star of the future.

They have developed an almost slavish trust.

(End of this chapter)