"Give you three seconds to get up from the ground. If you can't get up, I will send you to the hospital to lie down."
Long Zhan, who violently knocked out a student with a kick, came to No. 9 under the watchful eyes of everyone. He showed no intention of helping him, but was filled with the desire to attack.
Facing the man lying on the ground, Long Zhan was confident that he could send him to the hospital with one kick.
"Yes, yes, sir."
No. 9 knew that Long Zhan could do what he said, so he quickly got up despite the severe pain.
He didn't want to be taken to the hospital.
"What did I say before? Repeat it to me now. Don't miss a word."
Long Zhan's height of nearly two meters makes No. 9, who is over 1.8 meters tall, look like a child. Coupled with the momentum between the two parties, the visual impact is explosive when viewed from the side.
Other students, even if they are not involved, can visually feel the tremendous pressure No. 9 is under at this time.
No. 9 was completely suppressed by Long Zhan's aura, and no longer had any resistance. He stumbled and said: "Only, you only need to put on your ears, no need to put on... put on your mouth."
"Very well, I hope you remember what I said. This is the last warning."
Long Zhan was talking to No. 9, but his eyes swept across all the students in the queue.
Facing Long Zhan's sweeping gaze, no student dared to confront him head-on. They all turned their gaze in other directions to avoid it under the control of their body's instinct. .
Seeing this instinctive action of the students, all the instructors, including Ronnie, smiled with admiration.
From this moment on...
Long Zhan has become the absolute master here, and no student dares to disobey his words.
Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, the game has reached a new level.
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Cumana City.
Eastern suburbs.
Two luxurious Mercedes-Benz Maybach cars shuttled through the darkness like night elves, and finally entered a luxurious private villa.
This villa is nearly 10 meters high when it is closed and covers an area of more than 10 acres.
Private swimming pools, basketball courts, gyms, all facilities are available, and there is also a private golf course. Various buildings are located everywhere, all decorated in luxurious European style.
From a high altitude, security guards can be seen everywhere. At a rough count, there are at least hundreds of them.
Every security guard wears a uniform uniform, and there are bulging lumps under the clothes around their waists. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell what is underneath at a glance.
With hundreds of private armed forces and a villa worth at least over 100 million, the identity of its owner is not simple.
The identity of the person driving a Maybach late at night is also not simple.
The leader, a white man with a beer belly and a warm smile on his face, looked like a kind middle-aged teacher. However, when he got off the car, even if there was a collar covering the back of his neck, he could still see half of his wings.
Those who dare to tattoo angel wings on the back of their neck can enter this villa with dignity.
His identity is already revealed——
"Army of Angels"!
This organization is very mysterious, and few people know of its existence. Those who know it are either rich or noble, and they are the overlords of the underground world.
However, even these overlord-level people do not know where the headquarters of the Angel Legion is.
I don’t even know the name of the boss of the Angel Legion, who lives there, and who he is.
He is an enigma!
The owner of this villa is Manuel Deodoro da Fonseca, the most powerful contemporary leader of the Fandu family in Venezuela and the boss of the Manuel Group.
The Manuel Group takes both black and white in Venezuela and can be said to be a powerful existence.
No one dares to offend it!
A large number of political dignitaries bought with money have become the protective umbrella of the Manuel family, and the army and police have nothing to do with him.
However, when faced with the middle-aged white people getting off the car, Fonseca, the contemporary head, still went to the gate to greet him.
This is the "angel legion's appearance."
Fonseca personally welcomed the middle-aged white man who got out of the car and the two burly bodyguards who accompanied him to sit down in the living room of the house.
Just make small talk, light a cigar, and get to the point.
The middle-aged white man took out a stack of photos and threw them on the coffee table in front of Fonseca.
It could be seen that the middle-aged white man had already communicated with Fonseca in advance before coming here, and the current meeting was just a final negotiation.
Feng Saka picked up the photos and looked through them one by one. The scenes in the photos were very familiar to him.
The first one is a photo of the gate of Hunter College, the second one is a photo of a dozen flags in the central square, and the next dozen photos are photos taken by students on airplanes, bus stations, and other places.
The last one is the most eye-catching, with only one person in it.
Surprisingly, it was Long Zhan, the chief instructor of this term.
As if with some hint, a red cross was drawn on the picture of Long Zhan.
The training of the international class is semi-confidential, and each student has only been in Venezuela for less than two days, so it is impossible for ordinary people to find them.
Not to mention accurately capturing their whereabouts and taking photos of every student.
This level of difficulty is astounding.
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The fact that a middle-aged white man can easily take out these photos shows that the strength of the team behind the Angel Legion has reached an alarming level that ignores the national defense of a small country.
Being able to accurately produce the list of students and photos is enough to prove that the Hunter School has been infiltrated.
At least the school database that contains information has been silently penetrated by hackers.
"Damn Hunter Academy."
Fonseca didn't pay attention to who the students were. He just got angry when he saw the Hunter Academy and threw the photo heavily on the coffee table.
He said angrily: "Because of this damn hunter school, our market in America has been compressed, and the European market cannot be opened.
Especially this damn international class, they use us as actual targets every year and constantly attack our industry.
If we continue like this and let them continue, we will completely lose even the place to breathe and will be suffocated to death here. "
Fonseca was really annoyed.
In neighboring countries, whether it is Colombia, Suriname, or Brazil and Mexico, which occupy the first and second brother positions, the book sellers there are all having a good time.
Yomi's armed forces even have armored vehicles and tanks.
The local government troops and police did not dare to do anything to the readers.
Except for Venezuela, where he is located, not to mention its international status, even in the lump of South America, it is only a small country that is not above or below.
It stands to reason that once a small country like this is infiltrated by reading vendors, it will definitely become a paradise for them.
But I never expected...
In the small country of Venezuela, an internationally renowned military school has popped up, constantly cultivating talents to fight against reading traffickers.
As a result, although there are also book sellers in Venezuela, life is very uncomfortable.
In particular, Fonseca's Manuel family, as the largest educational family in Venezuela, has attracted the heaviest blow due to its huge reputation.
In the decades since the Hunter School was established, the Manuel family, which used to be a prosperous family with a lot of older brothers and sisters, is now reduced to a single Miao Miao. They were all killed by the Hunter Academy people. .
With this hatred that almost wiped out the entire clan, Fonseca heard that the Hunter Academy could not be so popular.
The middle-aged white man saw Fonseca's hatred in full view. Fonseca's reaction was just what he wanted, so he took advantage of the situation to fan the flames and said, "Then blow it up and let this damn Hunter Academy disappear from the world."
"Huh, that's easy for you to say."
Fonseca, who was still furious at first, calmed down after hearing the encouragement from the middle-aged white man.
"I have five brothers, and four of them died in its hands. Do you know how four of them died? Yes, they had the same idea as you."
Fonseca smiled when she said this, exuding pride in her decision.
Then he said: "But I am different, because I know that doing business requires tolerance, and doing big business requires tolerance even more. Only by being able to endure can you make big money.
I don't know why you guys came to this little place and want Hunter College to disappear, but it doesn't matter.
If you give me a high enough price, then everything will be easy to talk about.
The Hunter Academy and I have an sworn hatred. I will definitely avenge this, but not now. We need to wait for a suitable opportunity. "
In just a few words, Fonseca explained the reason why he was the only one who could survive to this day while his other four brothers died.
“How long does it take for the right opportunity?”
The middle-aged white man had his eyes half-closed and a formal smile on his face, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
"Come on, let's go this way."
Fonseca stood up and walked forward, leading the middle-aged white man to a study room. Next to the wall with a world map, he pressed the electric button.
"Zi——"
The electric motor sounds.
The world map on the wall retracts upward, revealing the "mysterious world" hidden beneath.
I saw a huge 8-meter by 2-meter whiteboard, covered with various photos and notes, each of which was about Hunter Academy.
From the main leaders of the hunter school to the daily training content of the students and so on.
Everything is included.
And you can see that all data and content are updated daily in real time.
It can be clearly seen from this that Fonseca's desire for revenge has never been extinguished for a moment, and he has been secretly preparing for revenge.
Just like what he said just now, those who do great things must learn to be patient.
He has been enduring it and preparing secretly!
As long as he thinks the right time appears, he will definitely launch an attack with all his strength and completely destroy the Hunter Academy in one fell swoop.
If you don't move, that's it. If you move, you'll be like the whole family.
"Mr. Fonseca is indeed forbearing enough. It seems that I have indeed found the right person to cooperate with. I can already see the day when the Hunter School is destroyed, haha."
The middle-aged white man was very satisfied with Fonseca's preparations, and in excitement he immediately turned against the guests.
He picked up a bottle of wine on the wine cabinet next to the study, opened it skillfully and poured two glasses. He handed one glass to Fonseca, raised the glass high and said, "I wish us a happy cooperation."
"I hope the hunter school will be blown up soon."
Fonseca took the wine glass, clinked it with the middle-aged white man, and drank it all in one gulp.
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