Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Hulu! Hurrah, pig knuckle!"

In the dormitory, Fingel's sexy thighs covered with hair were hanging out of the bed. He was snoring loudly and chirping, as if he had dreamed of something delicious with a silly smile on his face.

The sun casts a shadow through the sycamore trees, and it looks like another quiet weekend.

Until a gunshot broke the beautiful day.

Bang! Buzz, buzz, buzz! !

The shrill air-raid siren sounded, the sound was extremely penetrating and harsh, but the intensive and violent gunshots erupted, and the sound wave swept through the sky like a sea wave, instantly suppressing the siren sound.

On the entire low hill where Kassel College is located, birds and animals were frightened and howled and ran away. Frightened white pigeons flapped their wings and flew high. The red pine forest all over the mountain was swaying at this time.

"Holy shit?" Fingel suddenly sat up, staring with confusion and horror on his face, "The Dragon King invaded Kassel??"

His right hand subconsciously reached to the bottom of the bed, but after seeing the back in front of the window, the tight muscles suddenly relaxed.

"Junior brother? What happened outside?" Fingel raised his eyebrows in a relaxed manner and looked out the window following his gaze.

But in the next second, a red stray bullet shattered the window glass in front of him.

Click! Bang! !

The bullet grazed his ear, and blood mist exploded on the wall behind him.

Like a charming flower, it turned into little petals, floating like smoke and spreading in front of him.

"Ah! What the hell?"

Fingel couldn't help but sneeze. After a few seconds of delay, his eyes suddenly opened wide as if he thought of something.

His head, which was drowsy due to inhaling the anesthetic component of the Frigga bullet, suddenly woke up.

"It seems that Senior Brother's physique is very good. I thought you would take a nap." Jiang Shouyun loaded the bullet and said with a meaningful smile, "However, your beautiful weekend is starting to turn into a day of escape."

"Ah? Is today a free day?" Fingel said with a horrified expression, "Isn't this year's content going to be in the ring?"

As he said that, he wanted to look out, but suddenly stopped, took out a small mirror from the quilt, and carefully placed it next to the broken window.

Through the image reflected back by the mirror, Fingel could clearly see the situation outside.

Gun-wielding thugs wearing crimson combat uniforms appeared in the building on their left, stepping on the lawn in front of the building and quickly dispersed into the complex terrain of the campus.

But the next second, some people wearing black combat uniforms appeared from the church window, holding large-caliber light machine guns in their hands and pointing them at the red thugs.

Bang bang bang! !

The barrage poured out like a torrential rain towards the red thugs. The red bullets kept hitting them and bursting into red mist. Several red thugs who had not found a bunker were also hit by the bullets.

He staggered and fell on the road and rolled a few times before he stopped. He fell on his back and closed his eyes as if he was dead.

Others managed to find bunkers through the sacrifice of several companions.

And the black thugs didn't take advantage.

Those who were the first to take the lead didn't even have time to shoot, so their heads were shot one by one by snipers from high places, and some were shot in the body by their companions who were covering them.

The originally quiet and peaceful academy seemed to have turned into a bloody battlefield at this moment.

The deafening sound of gunfire made Fingel almost think he was on the battlefield of World War II.

At this moment, the mirror in his hand reflected a little reflection in the distance.

Bang! !

"Fuck!" Fingel's mirror was exploded instantly, and he was so frightened that he trembled all over.

There was no doubt that it was the sniper again, who quickly discovered his little move and destroyed his tools directly.

"Such a big deal?!" Fingel looked at Jiang Shouyun with horror and complained, "This is already at the level of a local war!"

However, when he saw what was at Jiang Shouyun's feet, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

The opened box was filled with arms and firearms, but only the silver long knife was in his hand.

"I heard that this is a new type of super alloy weapon developed by the Equipment Department. Although it is a bit awkward, it is more durable and it doesn't matter if it breaks."

Listening to the sound of the grindstone rubbing against the blade, Jiang Shouyun gradually calmed down.

For him, this "Free Day" can only be regarded as a small game at best, an opportunity to show some strength.

Using a Zanpakutō would be a bit too bullying.

Just defeating those little dragons is enough to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future.

He doesn't like to wait until someone slaps him in the face before "pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger."

Creak! Creak!

Fingel was squirming like a big bug, the bed below made an overwhelming sound, and he struggled to put on his wrinkled school uniform.

"Senior brother, what are you going to do?" Jiang Shouyun looked up at him and said with a faint smile.

"What are you doing? Of course you are running!" Fingel jumped out of the plane like a crow, and shouted loudly without raising his head, "Why don't you run and wait to be killed by my junior brother? Senior brother, I also have the burden of being an idol. Bar!"

After that, he put on one shoe and jumped up and down to open the door, as if he was avoiding some plague.

Just kidding, although they did a good job of keeping secret, Fingel was not a fool.

Just thinking about it with his fingers that tasted like pork knuckles, he knew how dangerous it was to be around Jiang Shouyun, the public enemy of the whole school.

But when Fingel reached out to hold the door handle, he suddenly stopped opening the door.

The breaths outside the door suddenly became heavy!

"hiss!"

Fingel's face couldn't help but tighten. He glanced at the smiling Jiang Shouyun behind him from the corner of his eye, and suddenly opened the door while his thoughts were flowing.

Bang bang bang! !

Almost instantly, he hid sideways behind the door, three bullets flew past his cheek, and the close range gunshots made his eardrums hurt.

But taking advantage of the interval between shots, a black figure flashed out of the door, followed by three muffled sounds, and the outside fell into silence.

"Come out, everything is solved." Jiang Shouyun's voice came from outside the door.

Hearing this, Fingel walked out with a look of helplessness.

I saw three red thugs who had fallen into coma lying at Jiang Shouyun's feet.

He knelt down, took out a marker, and drew a turtle on the three people's faces, which made the loser's face twitch slightly.

"Junior brother, this... scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated."

He recognized the identities of these three people. They were all good players in the student union's fighting club, but they were all killed by their junior brothers in a few blows.

Also, the other party's marker is made of a special material that is difficult to wash off and will only fade after three days.

It was originally used by the executive department to make marks, but now it is used by Jiang Shouyun to draw turtles.

"Brother, do you want to give it a try?"

Jiang Shouyun glanced at the three works with satisfaction, then looked up at Fingel and said with regret: "If you had fallen down just now, I would have painted a turtle on your face too."

"Junior brother, what are you talking about?" Finger suddenly looked obedient and stood as straight as a javelin. "If you have any instructions, just give me your instructions."

Even a shameless guy like him didn't want to take a bullet, sleep for a few hours, and then wake up and face the bastard for three days.

Jiang Shouyun put the unsheathed super alloy sword on his waist and said with a smile, "How about you go and get rid of Caesar and the others?"

"Huh?" Fingel shrank his neck and pointed at himself in confusion, "Me?"

Today’s class is full, so I’m a little late. I’ll continue to update tomorrow.