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For a moment, all the hundreds of people present seemed to be choked by their throats, unable to make any sound, they just stared blankly at the source of the sound - the communicator in front of the old man's desk.

"Perhaps that's a better word."

The voice chuckled, but its words made people's eyelids twitch.

"From now on, everyone will be my hostage, the guy who tries to resist or escape. I don't mind asking God to take him away. Of course, it doesn't matter if Satan is more willing."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a strange dead silence in the hall. Perhaps they were all shocked and even thought it was a prank planned by the school, so they made a lot of noise and whispered to each other. Most of them were students of the delegation, scholars, The older generation, such as the professor, bowed their heads in thought.The content of the students' discussions was nothing more than questioning and contempt. Even a very small number of rationalists with a calm mind held a dubious attitude, let alone those high-spirited academics.

"Is this a welcome ceremony created by the school? Really, what an old way of thinking, this kind of trick was outdated a few years ago, strictly speaking, it's not as good as a cold joke I came up with on the spur of the moment."

"The extra actor is pretty good, and he looks cute, but such a good acting skill is completely ruined by the script, it's like 233."

"This guy has a big voice. Why don't we organize a group to come and chat with him? I dare say that the school will never let him out. Even if it's a drill, it's really courageous to threaten so many people in an open manner. You have to call him big brother."

"Hey buddy, your shoelaces are loose!"

"Ouch. I also found old general Li Lin. Is this the rhythm that will cause international disputes? Wait for the fourth battle."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just a unique welcome ceremony. As guests, we can't be so rude."

All kinds of comments came to my ears, first self-righteous doubts, and then I followed others to join in the fun, completely ignoring what others thought, not even my own, just letting nature take its course and thinking it was right.

For some reason, Eric clenched his fists.There was no trace of anger in his heart.Only a strange emotion spread throughout his body, giving him the urge to vent.

- must endure.

His cold, emotionless eyes swept across half the hall, imprinting the various attitudes of the "audience" in his heart, as if imprinting a mark on his heart.This is an indelible mark.

No matter whether you can survive or not.He will gain a unique experience.

But.Immediately afterwards——

"I heard it. Language is sharper than a blade. I hope you can remember it. There is another sentence, but you have to experience it yourself, and you have to treat this lesson like a shame that is hard to swallow. Eat it for me."

The creepy sneer once again dominated the discourse in the central hall, and the noisy discussion was simply incomparable.

"As a council member of Bicocca University, I am here to warn you that if you don't stop this meaningless prank, we will report the case to the police afterwards and bring you and your accomplices to justice, in order to destroy international friendship. Initiate a lawsuit against you in the name of diplomacy and disrupting public order, and if you don’t want to spend the rest of your life in prison facing those inmates who just want to vent their desires, let this kid get out of here immediately with this thing.” Just now The man who called the guards turned out to be a director of Bicocca University. Given that he was less than 30 years old, he was an absolute central figure in the circle of friends. Now that he had been ignored for so long, he had already accumulated a lot of anger. How can you bear the thought of ruining your future?Of course not, so he got mad at Eric and the people on the other end of the link.

What he said was righteous and well-founded.

In the end, it even brought personal emotions. Not only did the slightly contemptuous sarcasm not arouse the disgust of the students, but some people applauded it.

A handsome and domineering statement.

Many European and American students liked this very much. When they saw someone taking the lead in applauding, they all started booing.

As for whether it will cause dissatisfaction with their tutors, they don't care at all, because it is a prank by the school, and they are trying to smooth things over for the school, plus the law does not punish the public, so what is the crime?

Sensing the change in the atmosphere around him, the man immediately lifted his spirits. He couldn't help tidying up the slightly messy suit neckline, and realized that this might be the only chance to serve his crimes and make meritorious deeds—absolutely not to be missed.

However, handsome for only three seconds.

"It's pathetic for the guy who ignored my words. By the way, the member who brought the communicator here, what's your name?"

"—Me? My name is Eric."

Suddenly hearing this mysterious commander calling himself, Eric was a little unexpected.

"I have to say that Eric, you have done a good job, much better than the subordinates of the old general in front of you."

The unsparing praise made Eric quite uncomfortable.

"However, I will entrust you with a task next. If you succeed, I will assure you that no member will be killed in this operation."

"Please say."

The quiet but powerful answer made many people's eyes shine.

Although I think this is a welcome ceremony planned by the school, but this actor's acting skills are indeed good, showing the cohesion of the team, but don't the other actors come out?

But the man was embarrassed. He felt that he was being ignored. He let the other party go without any response. What should we do?

Before he could come up with more handsome lines, the clear, penetrating male voice sounded again.

What is the sharpest counterattack?Someone interpreted the true meaning of this sentence in verbal form.

The tone of the understatement seemed to be discussing what to eat for dinner.

However, the content is:

"Let the guy who shouted just now be speechless again."

What an astonishing statement.

Even Eric was stunned for a moment, he thought it was another errand task.I didn't expect to teach ordinary people a lesson.

"You... you... the guards!" The man's face changed when he heard this, and he took out his communicator to call the guards. Unfortunately, God didn't intend to send angels to help out.

Unwilling emotions filled his chest, but he could only endure it.

"Oh, it seems that our unwelcome guests seem to be a little irritable. I think we should ask them to leave in advance. What do you think, ladies and gentlemen?" Ask for help, because the school wants to avoid too many guards to create a bad impression on the delegations.Therefore, there are no guards in the hall.Unexpectedly, it was because of this unintentional move that he could not step down now.

Eric walked up to the man, completely ignoring his warning.

"Chief?"

A scar-faced man sitting behind the old man asked tentatively.

The old man remained silent and shook his head slightly.Focus completely on the connector in front of you.His deep eyes seem to be able to see through this little scientific instrument.Witness the true face of the owner of that voice.

Seeing this, the scar-faced man scratched his head and could only give up, even though he had been with the chief for several years.But I can't figure out what the chief is thinking, but it seems that the chief has no intention of saving the Italian. It is easier for a magician to deal with ordinary people than a professional killer. Someone has to suffer.

But yes, it has nothing to do with them.

The Italian military region is not without magicians who can't show their hands.

The scar-faced man pouted.

He can calm down, but the Mr. Director can't calm down.

This impossibly invisible kid seemed to really plan to clean himself up.

What a joke, in front of so many world-renowned professors, scholars, and future geniuses, if you get beaten up by an inexplicable dirty brat, it will definitely be on the headlines of the Milan Daily the next day. How about some journalist friends?

Speaking of which, many reporters were invited by the school.

What the hell, got tricked again.

The man suddenly regretted it, because Mao himself wanted to take the initiative to invite Ying on the board of directors. feet?

No, absolutely must save face.

However, it can't hurt the other party, after all, he is still a 'child'!

Then I can only subdue it, use the karate joint skills I have learned before, although I have not experienced actual combat, but it seems to have received rave reviews, I should not let myself down——

In the eyes of others, although it was a good show, the result was clearly doomed.

Is there any comparison between a tall man and a thin Eric?

"Boy..."

The man thought so too, so he decided to show his gentlemanly demeanor again.

That's all, he swears that he really doesn't mean any insults such as contempt or contempt.

But I saw a shadow of a fist magnified in front of my eyes, followed by a burst of dizzy pain. I really didn't spare the slightest bit of sympathy, and I showed the word face slap to the fullest. The man felt like his face was exploding. The numb dizziness quickly knocked him unconscious.

It's unimaginable, if he was still awake, how much he would want to be a construction worker-find a crack to get in.

"...It seems that my boxing skills have not regressed, nice jab, ko (knockout win)."

Eric saw that the man fell to the ground without hesitation, and he didn't intend to get up again to fight the pain, so he raised his brows and whispered to himself.

The audience was dead silent again, almost everyone stared blankly at Eric who easily knocked down the man, as if they couldn't believe that such a frail body could hide such a terrifying explosive power.

"Wonderful slide and jab, what the hell, where did this nima come from as the successor of the boxing champion?"

Wang Xi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help exclaiming,

In name, he is a sports student, but in fact he specializes in practicing martial arts from various countries. His theoretical knowledge and vision in this area can be said to be second to none in the school. Others can only see that this young man's movements are amazingly fast, and unless his dynamic vision is good, Otherwise, you can't see the specific action at all.

But he could tell that this young man's physical fitness was absolutely monster-level, at least ten times higher than that of his peers. Suddenly, he broke out—slid forward—and punched. The three processes took less than a second. .You can't even do it as an adult.

That's why he said the evaluation of "the successor of the boxing champion" without hesitation, which is more exaggerated than flattering.

Complete the task cleanly.

Eric returned to his original position. The difference from before was that he felt physically and mentally refreshed after punching someone. He didn't know that punching someone could be so enjoyable. He always felt that he had honed his fighting skills and felt his obvious progress. , this is the coolest.

Sure enough, he is still immature.

"Report, mission accomplished. Target is completely silent."

"Good job. Then it's time to get down to business. Are you still going to keep silent? Old General Li Lin."

The topic suddenly shifted to the old man.

"Aren't I waiting for you?"

The old man finally spoke, and the unexpectedly younger voice surprised many people.

Student Union Room.

Ling Yi leaned lazily on the chair, and said otherwise:

"I'm really sorry. But ah. Is it really okay to be so leisurely?"

"I want to be blunt. I personally don't appreciate the way of talking around the bush. It's a sign of lack of self-confidence."

The old man's answer was sharper than expected.

"—In that case, what are you going to do?"

Ling Yi continued to ask questions.

"Compared to this. I am more curious about what you will do. Can the group of defeated soldiers really escape from here?"

"Please change the way you use the words. That's not escaping, but going out openly. If you have the ability, why don't you try to stop me?"

Hearing this, the old man answered blankly:

"There is no need for this. The result is already doomed. I have no obligation to comfort the loser. I am sitting here and listening to your words now, but it is for the sake of the result that you will wipe out the entire army. So, have you finished speaking?" ?”

The non-marginal dialogue confused most of the hundreds of people present, and even those who could not understand Chinese could not understand what the famous old general was saying to him, so they could only take out their personal terminals and start Automatic translation function.

However, as soon as the old man said these words, the audience was in an uproar.

The students looked at each other in blank dismay, especially those who said 'this is definitely a prank' just now were dumbfounded.

They knew very well that with Li Lin's status and influence in the world, it was impossible for him to mess around with the school. The only explanation was that something really terrible happened outside...

"Hey, no...is it really a terrorist attack?"

Chen Xiu's face turned blue. He is also Ling Yi's alumnus and one of the accompanying members of the delegation, but he never expected to encounter such a thing. This cannot be described as pure misfortune.

"Who knows, it's good that Ling Yi didn't come."

Wang Xi shrugged and said, he was very open.

Only a few seats away, the girl with long dark blonde hair clenched her fists tightly.

"......"

I don't know why she is angry.

Suddenly, the communicator rang the voice of the person who was regarded as the leader of the terrorists by everyone.

"I really envy your confidence."

Very serious tone.

"However, what do you do with explosives? You can't just leave them alone. I have obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Dynamite?

Another explosive speech.

The atmosphere froze immediately, and silence spread to every corner of the hall.

Everyone wants to know the old man's response, because it seems that only this respected old general can save their lives. After all, it is a terrorist's speech, who dares to turn a blind eye?

"Who else are you going to deceive? Is there any explosives? I think you know best. Using this as a threat is really not a wise choice."

Sure enough, the old man did not disappoint them, his indifferent but unquestionable words gave them incomparable confidence.

"Hmph, playing empty city tricks in front of the chief, where did this idiot come from? You know, I am in charge of the intelligence system, trying to hide it from my eyes, just kidding." Behind the old man, the scar-faced man sneered and thought to himself.

however--

"When did you have the illusion of 'I planted the explosives in Bicocca University'?"

Ling Yi chuckled and asked back.

Immediately, almost everyone was stunned, and immediately thought in unison: If the explosives are not placed here, where will they be placed? "

The old man frowned and said unmoved:

"A word game?"

"No, I'm just telling you a fact. In fact, it's not explosives, but something interesting. Once it spreads, it's definitely not comparable to any explosives."

"You're lying!" After the words fell, the scar-faced man suddenly stood up and shouted, "I've been sending people to investigate the suspect secretly since a week ago, and there is absolutely no way anyone will hide anything from my eyes. Things are brought in! Even batch assembly or in-school production is impossible, the reason cannot be said, but I can guarantee it!"

"Then do you know what it is?"

"Ok?"

The scar-faced man was stunned.

See here.The old man said calmly:

"Take a non-existent thing and think you can fool it?

"Is there nothing...? Then. I advise you to go to the corridor outside the door, and I believe that you can see a scene that you didn't expect through the window."

Without the old man's instructions, the scar-faced man left the table and walked out of the central hall. He wanted to see what happened.

After half a sound——

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes.The Scarfaced Man is back.

"How's it going?"

The old man saw that the man with the scarred face had a different expression.He frowned suddenly.

"Outside..."

The scar-faced man's lips trembled.His face was ashen.

"...all burned."

"..." The old man closed his eyes, and his voice gradually became cold: "It's really your fault to attack ordinary people. Do you think that after such a thing happened, you can leave safely?"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, ask the gentleman beside you, is there nothing else besides fire?"

Hearing this, the scar-faced man trembled all over, and his face became very ugly.

"...Sorry, chief, I can't recognize what it is. It looks like black mud on the outside, but it is definitely not an ordinary substance, let alone a summoned creature. Everything it passes is turned into a sea of ​​flames. Now It has almost eroded the entire school, and only this auditorium is left."

"...What do you want?" The old man said suddenly after hearing the report from his subordinates.

"I want all of you guards to rush to the broadcasting room within the time of one song, because the source is in the broadcasting room, this time I admit that it was my failure, so I don't want to take advantage of you too much, sooner or later there will be a chance to fight again , provided that your subordinates are fast enough."

"Look, it's already started."

Accompanied by this strangely smiling voice, a melodious melody rang out.

Student Union Room, the top floor of the silver-gray building.

Bathed in the scorching wind, the field of vision is filled with red.

The blooming flame flowers present a beautiful scene.

The black-haired young man who savored the scenery took a deep breath, and sang the song of the dead along with the majestic melody resounding through the school.

That's right, the name of this song is "Prelude to the Dead".

"The night fills

on the bloody field

dim moonlight

lingering death

forgotten to be forgotten

what's left on my mind

dry heart

daylight

wake up by the tomb

death knell town wall

Only mottled pain and wounds remain

look back look back

Battlefield of blood and fire

the glory of the past

The shell is only the carcass that was slaughtered (spike)

Empty eye sockets, no blood, no tears, no light

look far away

Splendor of the Undercity

rotten splendor

Old wounds on the phalanges (nails) cannot be washed away with water

Broken armor can't conceal the warrior's old beliefs

hold the gun hold the gun

back to the front

where is the prince

Where is the hatred

The horn sounded again in the distance

when to go back home

how to go back to hometown

how are you now

whose bride is

for whom to make clothes

fire throbbing despair

who is whispering

speak the sorrow of the forgotten

Prove hope with battle

The shell is only the carcass that was slaughtered (spike)

Empty eye sockets, no blood, no tears, no light

Ah~~

rotten splendor

dry splendor

hold the gun hold the gun

back to the front

Where is the hatred

where is the prince...

There are no passionate horns, and no singing comrades.

This performance alone is like a cry that permeates the soul.

Almost everyone has heard someone singing, speaking in a very profligate and gorgeous voice.

——One day, he will return. . )