Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 20 020. Fingel

"Junior brother, you are in quite a lot of trouble. If everyone outside is here to attack you, then you may have set a new record in Kassel." Fingel looked out from the gap in the window with a sly look. The burly body like a brown bear curled up into a ball, and it was incredible that the steel-like muscles could be twisted into such a shape.

"What record?" Lu Mingfei was sorting out his equipment, which were two alloy-forged short swords and a pair of large-caliber Desert Eagles. "The first S class to be eliminated in the free day since the founding of the school." Fingel said.

"Anyway, in the eyes of you old students, I will definitely be eliminated, right?" Lu Mingfei said. Fingel scratched the back of his head: "Junior brother, what are you talking about? I beat you in the handicap and won by a thousand dollars!"

"What are the odds?" Lu Mingfei was curious.

Fingal: "1:7."

"I didn't expect that I was quite popular in the school. The winning rate of those who supported me in winning the Free Day was actually so high. They were seven times higher than those who thought I would be eliminated." Lu Mingfei was deeply relieved. There are still many good people.

"Junior brother, what are you thinking about? You are 1 and they are 7." Fingel glanced at him.

Lu Mingfei nodded: "How much money is there in the pool?" "It's close to 130,000, but I've put a full two thousand dollars on you. Junior brother, you must kill Caesar and Chu Zihang." Finger You said coquettishly.

"Senior brother, help me put three thousand on myself, and I'll transfer it to you." Lu Mingfei said. He walked to Fingel and looked outside. An astonishing number of young people wearing red and black combat uniforms were already there. Occupying all the commanding heights and strategic points around the dormitory building in Area E, according to the tactical literacy of these Kassel elites, even if there is a SEAL team hidden in the building, there is no way to force a breakout.

"The student union cleared this place last night. Most of the irrelevant personnel were moved to Valley College and Norton Hall. Why didn't you leave?" Lu Mingfei asked. He thought it was Fingel, enough. Loyalty, when brothers are beaten, they have to be beaten together to be called good brothers.

Fingel's originally rather handsome face immediately wrinkled up, and his voice was filled with tears: "You don't know, now our news department has been tacitly regarded as your S-class Lu Mingfei's pawn, junior brother Those posts that created momentum for you before you entered the school are considered by Caesar to be the behavior of a young person, and according to the rules of the world, you have to cut off your fingers and ears!"

"Senior brother, what about your arrogance and ambition when you published the article?" Lu Mingfei said heartily, I know you have lost your moral integrity, right?

"There's no such thing as lofty ideals. I'm forced to have no choice but to have something in someone else's hands!" Fingel was indignant and clenched his fists, looking like a macho man with bursting muscles. He said, "What do you mean, 'You don't want your credits to be deducted by the school because of such a trivial matter, so you can stay in grade for a few more years, Fingel.' Otherwise, I'm such a good dog and I'll hold on to him as long as Caesar is in school." The young master of the Tusuo family has a thigh, who can compete with you, a poor guy like you?"

Lu Mingfei stroked his forehead.

"Are you being a little too magnanimous?" Lu Mingfei held back an old rant and was really unhappy about it.

Fingel was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water: "When the people from the Student Union and Lionheart Club rush in, I will hide under the bed. Junior Brother, you can't betray Senior Brother when you are being beaten."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and resisted the urge to beat this guy up in advance.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside. Lu Mingfei put his hands on the desert eagle around his waist. His whole body suddenly tensed up like an arrow. He adjusted his breathing, slowly moved his left hand to the handle of the knife, and pulled out his right hand. The large-caliber pistol, which had never been loaded, moved cautiously toward the door.

"It's me!" A young boy's voice came from outside the door, it was Qilan, the president of the freshman fraternity.

After the last assembly, he publicly stated that he was willing to give up this position to Lu Mingfei. This decision was also recognized and approved by other freshmen, but Lu Mingfei rejected it. Lu Mingfei's goal has never been to become the leader of a certain student club in Kassel. If that were the case, he could have joined the Lion Heart Club. People like Chu Zihang would stick to their word and would give way to Lu Mingfei. If he had to become the president of the Lion Heart Club, then he would be the president of the Lion Heart Club.

A mere club couldn't satisfy Lu Mingfei's appetite. What he wanted to do was to conquer all the groups in the school and completely unite them under his leadership. Only when all the students in Cassel are united can Lu Mingfei have the confidence to tell Japan's secrets to the school board and start a new war between mixed races.

Seeing Lu Mingfei opening the door in a classic defensive move and the equipment on Lu Mingfei, Qi Lan was obviously stunned for a moment.

"I thought our freshmen basically had no tactical training," Chilan said.

Lu Mingfei turned sideways and let Qilan in: "I used to be classmates with Chu Zihang. We have a good relationship. We often search for relevant videos on the Internet to learn together."

Of course this was a lie to him.

To a large extent, Lu Mingfei's tactical style combines the strengths of many Cassel tactician masters. Although he was once known as the best graduate in the history of the academy, he was still unable to break away from those who originally taught him. The basic framework of Tactics Master.

"We have completed our defenses and can resist the joint attack of the Lionheart Club and the Student Union for at most three hours after the battle begins. After three hours, our Frigga bullets will be exhausted, and Caesar and Chu Zihang will lead The team broke into the building." Qilan did not look at Fingel and directly followed Lu Mingfei to follow up on the defense situation.

Fingel's mouth was open and his jaw was probably dislocated.

"Junior brother!" Fingel said in admiration, "You are worthy of being an S-class person. His tyranny has leaked out, and he has taken over a large number of subordinates in Kassel. He is truly a role model for us!"

Lu Mingfei said to Qilan a little embarrassed: "Don't worry about him, this guy is sick."

"Yeah. Actually what I want to say is that although our members participating in this Free Day are expected to have high pedigree, none of them have received systematic training. They will immediately be at a disadvantage when engaging in street fighting and hand-to-hand combat. It is estimated that at most In half an hour, if the battle situation does not turn around, our entire army will be wiped out." Qi Lan said, staring into Lu Mingfei's eyes. He didn't seem nervous and had full confidence in Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei patted Qilan on the shoulder, and looked out the window. Groups of elite Lion Heart Club were occupying the flower bed not far away. They had serious faces, and they were guarding the surroundings with extremely high tactical literacy while setting up defenses. .

In a head-on battle, even with the support of the freshman fraternity, it was impossible for Lu Mingfei to compete with the two largest clubs in the school.

He used some tricks.

"Don't worry, leave it to me." He said softly to Qilan.