"They seem to have discovered something horrifying?"
Above everyone's heads, in the shadows of the lights, a figure was looking out, twisting his eyes hard.
But because the space exposed by the vent was too narrow, he could only put his face close to the small iron fence and try to observe the surrounding situation.
"Do we really want to be in a place like this?" Fu Nian looked in front of him and Lian's big buttocks that were twisting at a high frequency, and the corners of his mouth twitched crazily.
The place where they are now is a very hidden vent passage. This is also the only place in the ice cellar that allows "thieves" to pass.
Because the floor of the ice cellar not only stores precious alchemical historical relics, it is also the experimental base of the Equipment Department. The equipment of the Equipment Department is numerous and miscellaneous. As long as it has anything to do with killing dragons, they have to tinker with it.
It is inevitable that you will encounter some dangerous situations, such as the leakage of alchemical gas...
In order to prevent them from poisoning themselves in the laboratory, the principal prepared a vent specifically for them to handle the poison gas.
Of course, the authority of this vent is also very high. Norma is responsible for the handle. It contains high-voltage discharge equipment, infrared sensing alarm equipment, and poisonous gas filtering equipment. The defense and work efficiency are no worse than the outside passage.
Fortunately, the two of them had black cards, so they had a smooth journey and climbed here.
"We are not intruders, why do we have to sneak in here!" Fu Nian looked at the crowded passages around him with a little annoyance. Maybe two five or six-year-old children could pass through normally, but they two
Adults!.
And they are also among the adults who have outstanding figures and strong muscles!
He felt that he shouldn't listen to this guy's bad idea.
"Junior brother, what we call surprise is that we can only observe the most shocking news from the angle that the other party least expects... Bah, intelligence. This is the Nine Yang Divine Skill that I have learned from many years of experience in university. I don't know how to do it with ordinary people.
Tell him." Fingel chuckled and turned to look at Fu Nian, with an expression that said I deserve a beating if you please praise me.
"I'm afraid you are not a bitch's magical power."
Fu Nian silently crawled back a few steps, because Fingel's turning movement once again increased the burden on the surrounding passages.
"By the way, junior brother, something shocking and suffocating seemed to have happened down there just now. I heard their breathing stopped."
"What happened?" Fu Nian asked.
"Why don't you come over and take a look? I don't understand very clearly. These copper cans are well protected by them." Fingel looked down and whispered.
"Copper jar." Fu Nian was stunned. In an instant, he thought of something.
It shouldn't be! Shouldn't Constantine's dragon eggs be in the Yangtze River now? Even if Operation Kuimen is successfully completed, according to the current time... No, no, Fu Nian thought of a possibility. He remembered that at the end of the screen
, the scene of the principal getting off the helicopter.
"Is the principal here too?" Fu Nian asked in a low voice.
"Here. I just heard his voice."
Sure enough, Fu Nian felt relieved. He still underestimated the importance Kassel College attached to the Dragon Clan.
The other party actually rushed back to Kassel College on the day the mission ended.
What surprised them?
"Let me take a look." Fu Nian poked Fingel's big butt.
"Okay junior brother."
Fingel suddenly became excited. He hurriedly twisted his hips and crawled ahead to let out the small vent.
Fu Nian stepped forward and looked down through the small gap.
…
"Don't make a sound!"
Angers stared at the vice principal opposite with a serious look on his face.
The vice-principal who was about to scream when he heard something hurriedly put his hand on his mouth, stared at Angers with two round eyes, and looked at Ange opposite him in horror. The moment he saw a folding knife appear on the other's wrist, his entire body was filled with excitement.
Everyone seemed to relax.
Boom.
A dull sound sounded again, and all the researchers behind Angre became alert at this moment. Each one of them seemed to be an alert meerkat on the grassland, standing upright, with their wrists hanging on their chests, and their heads on their necks looking around.
Boom!
The clearer dull sound reminded them that at this moment they also heard very clear breathing.
Boom!
The continuous dull sound became more intense.
The vice-principal felt bad. There was an unprecedented dragon invasion happening outside the college, and there were actually supernatural events happening under the ice cellar dozens of meters below!!
He quietly lowered his eyes to look at the unsheathed folding knife in Ange's hand.
This is a Damascus Alchemy Folding Knife. The naturally occurring patterns on the blade are clearly visible when it is cast. It is made of rare cold-forged patterned steel. This thing is definitely a rare weapon against dragons, but this thing is really useful for supernatural beings.
? Will that thing directly penetrate the blade and rush towards my lower body...
Will I reject it then... or...
Bah! What are you thinking about? You must be drinking fake wine.
The vice-principal suddenly slapped his face.
The crisp applause lasted for a long time in the silent environment. At this moment, everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to the vice principal who gave him a slap.
boom!
A violent bang sounded on the other side of him in the next second. It was like a TNT explosion, numbing their eardrums.
The laboratory's safety door was immediately covered by a ferocious bulge that appeared.
The vice-principal's mouth widened as he stared at the safety door that protruded nearly half a meter, and his face turned pale and green.
What the hell can make a big hole out of a nearly thirty centimeter steel ingot?
"You...can you?" the vice-principal looked at Angers next to him.
Angers ignored this guy who was not thinking clearly and looked at the air on the other side of the door, his eyes extremely cold.
A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling spread across his eyes like vines growing from the depths of his memory. That happened on a stormy night a hundred years ago.
It was a night he would never forget until his death.
The safety door that left the hybrids helpless before their eyes exploded with a bang. Countless debris hit everything in the room like a torrential rain.
"Ang...re! Put...word...spirit...ah"
The time around me stopped, as if God had pressed the pause button.
The air stopped flowing, and the vice-principal kept his mouth open and ran hard behind him. The researchers all stood in place with dazed postures.
In front of the door, countless red insurance shards shot towards every corner of the room in a radioactive fan shape like bullets.
Everything is trapped in a narrow space by time...
Angers slowly stared at the debris stopped in mid-air, observing the angle at which they were shot, and the folding knife in his hand was like a hammer, knocking them all to the ground one by one.
Finally, he slowly walked to the door that was in a hot state, without looking at the other person's face. With a flick of his hand, he slashed through with the folding knife like lightning without hesitation.
At this moment, Angers was like an undead standing in the abyss of death, like a vengeful knight standing in the rainstorm, with suffocating hatred in his dazzling golden eyes, like the vortex at the center of a tsunami. No one could stop him at this moment.
will!
The folding knife passed through the safety gate without any hindrance. His wrist slid up, and his strength instantly exceeded the limit.
Clang!
Angers turned his head, and the open door brought the air inside and outside the house, blowing his silver-white hair into pieces.
Snap!
With a slight click of your fingertips, time resumes its flow.
Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the original insurance door was neatly divided into two halves and collapsed on both sides.
The man outside with his hands behind his back and a majestic face was revealed!
All the researchers looked at the sudden and inexplicable scene with confusion. Wasn't there an explosion just now? How come the door was split in half?
Only the vice-principal panted heavily as if he had escaped from death, and looked at Ange with tenderness in his eyes.
Angers stared at the man opposite him, his eyes still terrifyingly serious.
Under the knife he just struck, an extremely obvious knife mark appeared on the opponent's mask, and the broken mask was thrown to the ground like garbage.
It revealed the majestic face inside and the pair of eyes that were so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at them.
Golden vertical pupils!
There was an obvious crack from the center of his eyebrows to his chin, but under Ange's naked eyes, it actually healed together in a wriggling manner.
The two of them faced each other on the same spot, the scorching fire element burning the air. The man put his hands behind his back and looked down at Angers opposite with an imperial posture.
The vice-principal once again felt the huge threat to his life. At this moment, he regretted the difficult decision he had made. If he had known, he should have listened to his lazy cancer cells and hid in the attic!
He originally thought that the ice cellar would be the safest place, but who would have thought that it would become the most dangerous place. What made him even more desperate was that he actually faced a Dragon King!
When a counselor confronts the opposing general, it is like asking Zhuge Liang and Lu Feng to fight first.
It’s simply a fantasy!
"You two, come out quickly!!"
Ange tried his best to let his gaze fall on the opponent's chin. The bloodline pressure brought by the opponent was really too strong. This was completely like an awakened Dragon King!!
"Two people? What two people?" The vice-principal looked around.
Fingel looked at Fu Nian.
Then he took out two large KFC bags from his trouser pocket.