The subway train was speeding forward in the dark tunnel. Alijie was specially dressed in French brand clothing to attract the target's attention at the subway entrance with the largest flow of people.
Lancelot and others in the execution department are responsible for guarding Alizee's safety and surveying the surrounding environment.
They had been doing this for four days, visiting almost all the places in London with the most people, the most chaos, and the worst security.
But the figure described by the homeless man was never found. Alijie seemed to be watching TV series with her iPad, but she was actually feeling a little depressed. Four days were precious.
And standing outside, the commissioner of the executive department was also a little disappointed, claiming to be the leader of the last century.
"Jack the Ripper" acted so mysteriously that Norma has yet to find any trace of him on the surveillance system or social networks.
"It's defective!" A small and clear voice caught Lancelot's attention on the train. They were about to arrive at the next stop, which was Earl's Court Road.
But soon, the lights on the top of the subway train suddenly went out, one car after another lost power, and the huge incandescent lamp on the waiting platform also went out, plunging the entire train into darkness.
"What's the trouble?" The passengers began to commotion, and whispers continued.
Lancelot stood up immediately. The golden pupil can give him a certain degree of night vision, but now he is on the train. Turning on the golden pupil will undoubtedly expose himself.
"Not good." After a brief daze, Lancelot seemed to feel the coldness around him, and someone was approaching him quickly.
But his speaking spirit is blazing, and if it breaks out here with the power of burning gasoline bombs, it will kill everyone instantly.
So he could only fight with bare hands. In the darkness, the visitor was very fast and was close to him almost instantly.
In the iris field of vision, it was a tall figure. The huge fist slammed down quickly with strong wind, and went straight towards the young man's face.
But Lancelot is the leader of Cassel Academy after all. Even if he is restricted everywhere in the subway, he can still show his strength.
He quickly raised his palm and collided hard with the outstretched fist. A heavy force was heard along with a muffled sound.
Lancelot's eyes changed. He was already sure that this guy was definitely a mixed race, and his bloodline was not low.
The low sound of physical contact rang out, and Lancelot had a small-scale fight with the mysterious visitor in the small space of the train carriage.
In the darkness, the blond young man made a fierce fist with his right hand, heading straight for the man's temple.
This is the gate of life. In the famous chapter of "Water Margin" where Lu Tiha killed Zhen Guanxi with three punches, Lu Zhishen's last powerful punch hit Zheng Tu on the temple, but it seemed to have made a complete In the temple of water and land: chimes, cymbals, and cymbals all sound together.
However, the person who came was faster and fiercer. He grabbed the handed fist with one hand and held on tightly.
Lancelot seemed to hear the sneer. Immediately afterwards, a clear cracking sound was heard along with the girl's sudden exclamation.
That was Alizee's voice, and the sound of the tablet in her hand falling to the ground and shattering. Lancelot's eyes changed instantly.
There is more than one Jack the Ripper!
"Crack!" The low sound of a long knife entering flesh was heard, and Lancelot endured the severe pain and turned back. Just now, someone came out from behind him and stabbed him in the waist and abdomen while he was restrained. The speed was too fast for him to react in time.
The sharp tip of the knife stirred sharply at his waist and abdomen, causing Lancelot to let out a low and painful roar, and his facial features were wrinkled in one place.
"Salas, retreat." The young man, who was gradually losing consciousness, vaguely heard the man in front of him shouting, and the dagger stuck in his waist was also pulled out.
Lancelot's body slowly fell to the ground as the cold dagger was withdrawn. He could feel the blood soaking through his woolen sweater and brown jacket, seeping out.
But there was nothing he could do but stare at the dark roof of the car. The roof lights came on, and the crowd suddenly burst into exclamations. A group of gentlemen in black suits surrounded him, and someone dialed 999 anxiously.
From the corner of his eye, he saw members of the executive department wearing long black trench coats running towards him.
"Ellie... Jie, Ripper... Jack, more than... one person..." He used all his strength to point to the place where the girl disappeared just now, and spoke to the members of the executive department who were leaning over.
Then, Lancelot finally fainted due to excessive blood loss. The commissioners of the execution department had to be divided into two teams, one team to take care of Lancelot, and the other team to track the traces of Alizee.
pity,
"Jack the Ripper" came like wind and went like fire. Members of the enforcement department searched the entire Earls Court Road subway station but could not find any trace of Alizee.
As for her iPad, the smooth screen was shattered like a crystal surface, and it was obviously difficult to restart. Kassel College, Library Control Room Schneider put his hand on his chin, looking at the scene of the 3D projection of the aqua blue planet with a gloomy expression, and said nothing for a while.
It was originally thought to be just an ordinary case of murder and corpse abuse by a depraved hybrid, but now the danger level has been continuously raised to S level.
This also means that the level of death threats faced by the commissioners performing this task will be greatly increased. It must be understood that Lancelot is an A-level hybrid. Even though he is only a freshman this year and lacks experience, even though he is restrained by the presence of innocent people on the train.
But he is S-level after all, the leader of the academy, and his ability exceeds at least 98% of the students in this academy.
But he was still subdued and stabbed through his waist and abdomen with a dagger. He is still lying in the ICU of a private hospital in London receiving rescue treatment.
As for the freshman Alijie, she was also kidnapped by those guys at this moment. The situation was very dire. Every minute of delay, the situation might get worse.
"To activate the temporary recruitment of Li Longyuan, the execution department needs to play this trump card." Schneider murmured after pondering for a long time.
Judging from the current execution ability, Li Longyuan is more efficient and powerful than the previous execution department commissioners. The most important thing is that there has never been any sign of losing control due to dragon blood erosion.
Compared with Caesar, who has strong leadership but slightly deficient melee combat ability, and Chu Zihang, who has strong combat ability and uncontrollable blood and spirit, Li Longyuan is undoubtedly the perfect combination of the two advantages.
"Yes." The executive department commissioner who received the order nodded in agreement and turned around to inform.
"Wait." Schneider waved his hand again, and the man stopped.
"Call Chu Zihang and Caesar together, and Li Longyuan will be the captain." Schneider didn't know whether it was out of safety considerations or the idea of sharpening these three outstanding students, and this mission was entrusted to them to act together.
"Yes." The man took the order and exited the library control room. In the dark and silent control room, the 3D projection map was still glowing with a faint blue light, and the middle-aged man's iron-gray eyes revealed a firm and deep look.
Since the last time Caesar and Chu Zihang competed here, the Kendo Hall has become a place where the two of them often gather.
It's just different this time. People from the Lion Heart Club and the Student Council surrounded the wooden house, just like the scene of the war between Suzuran and Hosen High School in Hot-Blooded High School.
They were wearing black formal suits or slim-fitting and exquisite school uniforms, and all of them had serious expressions. Inside the house, tatami mats were arranged neatly on the wide wooden floor, forming a circle. Young people were sitting on the floor, with plain but slightly arrogant expressions on their faces, showing an outstanding elitist temperament.
They are all high-ranking figures in the student union or Lionheart Club. The handsome young man with blond hair and the cold-faced young man sat in the center, looking at each other.
No one said anything in the kendo hall, but the fighting spirit was boiling here. The wind blew through the cherry branches planted outside the house, but it could not penetrate the wooden house with white window paper.
Master Hirata Tsuji was sitting on his knees, not even knowing whether to say a few words or get up to pour a pot of tea for the two of them.
In the past, few students from Kassel Academy came to him to learn kendo, and even if they did, none could persist for a long time.
In this era of hot weapons, kendo has gradually become a way to strengthen the body or exercise the mind, rather than a means of actual combat.
But for hybrids, when slaying dragons, compared to thermal weapons with fixed lethality, carrying alchemical weapons may cause unexpected damage to dragons.
However, can any hybrid species really be able to withstand the majesty of the Dragon King and use an alchemical knife to cut through its tough scales and cause damage?
Hirataji had always been skeptical of this theory. It was not until he saw the performance of a certain young man that night that he felt that there was hope for the revitalization of kendo.
The Student Council brought by Caesar and the Lion Heart Club brought by Chu Zihang were still in a silent confrontation. They came to the Kendo Hall together, but they did not make a move. They were so quiet that you could clearly hear a pin dropping on the ground.
Time passed by minute by second, and even old masters like Hirata Tsuji gradually lost their patience and began to fall asleep.
The blond and black-haired young people were still sitting upright and meticulous.
"Squeak!" The footsteps outside the wooden house began to sound chaotic. The members of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club who were guarding the door gave way, and then someone reached out and opened the door with wooden grilles.
The young man's handsome face was revealed, as well as his spotless blue shirt and ancient robe with cloud patterns. His long, white and well-jointed right hand held an ancient sword with a black sheath and gilded patterns, and he slowly stepped into the door.
Suddenly, this young man became the focus of the crowd's attention. When the half-asleep old master saw the ancient sword, he immediately dismissed all sleepiness and cheered up.
"Master Li!" In the Kendo Hall, the top leaders of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club stood up almost at the same time and greeted the young man with respect.
They thought about this title for a long time before finally reaching a tacit agreement on it. After all, Li Yongyuan is neither the president of the Lion Heart Club nor the president of the student union, but he is not an ordinary student.
The handsome young man nodded slightly and then closed the wooden sliding door.
"Here you go, sit down." Caesar waved enthusiastically to Li Longyuan, and then pointed to the only empty tatami. That position was impartial, and it happened that he and Chu Zihang were swordsmen.
The young man in green robe was not polite, and immediately walked over with his sword in hand. At this moment, holding the sword, he looked slightly different from his usual calm and gentle temperament, and became more fierce.
"Aren't you going to organize a champagne queue at the swimming pool? Why did you invite me to the Kendo Hall again?" Li Longyuan first glanced at Chu Zihang, and then asked Caesar.
"I suddenly lost my interest in pleasure. The emperor's foundation has not yet been completed. How can I have the leisure to do anything wrong?" Caesar sighed softly. The dragon invasion actually changed his proud character and made him deeply aware of his own shortcomings. at.
"So this is going to be a fight!" Li Longyuan crossed his legs and glanced at the senior leaders of the Student Union or Lion Heart Club who were sitting in a circle, with a confident attitude that looked down on the world.
"Maybe more than one." Caesar grinned.
"I hope you can help tutor these guys. They are now very happy to learn swordsmanship from you." Caesar's words made Master Hirata frown slightly, because the words he used were
"Swordsmanship", not the way of the sword.
"Orthodox ancient swordsmanship is a secret that is not taught. Even I cannot teach it privately." Li Longyuan looked at the excited young people and poured cold water on them.
He is telling the truth. The Seven Ancient Swordsmanship is almost a secret skill practiced by orthodox people. If it is spread, more people will study and decipher it.
Although the possibility is small, it is necessary to take precautions before it happens. Moreover, these seven sword arts are very complex, and it is difficult for people who do not understand Chinese culture to understand their essence.
"But I can teach you how to use cold weapons properly, and I can also teach you a few simple and practical sword moves." The young man's next words made their eyes shine again. He said unceremoniously that Li Longyuan's fighting ability is obvious to all. Stronger than other senior high-blooded students or commissioners.
"Then start now?" Seeing their high-spirited looks, Li Longyuan couldn't help but smile, and then Zhu Jian stood up.
"Then let Master Hirata serve as the referee and preside over this challenge." Chu Zihang stood up and nodded slightly to the gray-haired old man sitting next to him, wearing a black haori kimono.
"It's an honor." Hirataji, who was nearly seventy years old, nodded respectfully, stood up from the tatami, and slowly stepped back to stand aside.
Caesar and Chu Zihang also gave up their place to Li Longyuan and the upcoming challenger.
"Who comes first?" The young man in green robe held Tai'a down and looked at the students in the stadium, calmly and calmly.
"You can use all kinds of cold weapons at will. My sword will not be unsheathed." Perhaps thinking of something, Li Longyuan warned him at the right time.
"I'll do it." A student from the Lion Heart Society stood up. He had the characteristic appearance of the Turan race in Central Asia, with high eyebrows, a hooked nose, deep eye sockets, a strong temperament, and brown eyes.
The dark green school uniform matched his body, showing a bit of wild and unruly nature.
"Ashunamo, I have met Mr. Li." The young man cupped his hands and his wild aura subsided slightly.
"Your surname is Ashina? That's interesting." Li Longyuan saw his respectful attitude and understood.
Ashina is the surname of the ancient Turkic ruling family, which means
"The noble wolf". When the Turks split, Ashinasheer led the remnants of the Eastern Turks to defect to the Tang Dynasty and was canonized by the Tang emperor. From then on, this Turkic royal family guarded the border for the Tang Dynasty for three generations and made many military exploits.
But this was all a thousand years ago, and even though there may still be people in the Li family's orthodoxy who remember it, the Ashina clan has probably been lost in the torrent of history.
