"Something happened to Lu Mingfei!"

"What happened to junior brother?"

"He lost an 'SS'-level document from the academy."

"puff--!"

The time went back to ten minutes ago. Lu Mingfei, who was performing the handover task for the first time, and Executive Department Commissioner B007 completed the handover task next to a load-bearing column of the South Railway Station as if passing information to underground party contacts. But just before Lu Mingfei

Just when I got the information, an earthquake suddenly occurred, knocking down the newly built South Railway Station. B007 died on the spot. Lu Mingfei survived, but the information disappeared.

Lu Mingfei, who was as panicked as a drowning child, walked around in circles for who knows how long before he remembered and called Mo Qianye for help.

At that time, as soon as Mo Qianye answered the call from Lu Mingfei, he heard Lu Mingfei's cry for help like a butchering pig, "Qianye, help me!"

Kassel Academy Headquarters——

"Something happened." Professor Schneider's first sentence was concise and straight to the point.

"I'll be there immediately." Manstein hung up the phone and got out of bed. During the summer vacation, he was a professor on duty, responding to temporary emergencies. This incident was undoubtedly unusual, so Professor Schneider switched from academic research to executive department.

The person in charge is indeed talented in execution. For people like Schneider, it is not something serious enough to be called "something happened."

"What's going on?" Manstein asked.

"A piece of secret information was lost in China, and its whereabouts are still unknown," Schneider said.

"This... doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, right? I don't know much about your execution department. If I don't have anything to do, I'll go back to sleep." Guderian put his hand on the nightcap on his head, his eyes filled with confusion.

"The one who lost the information is your student, Lu Mingfei."

"What?" Guderian was stunned, and it took him a while to react, "Why does he have secret information? He is only in the second grade after the summer vacation!"

"He was assigned a temporary task to bring a piece of information from China back to the college headquarters before the start of the summer semester. As a rule, he is eligible for the task after passing several required courses in the second grade. This is a one-time mission

Exception, or accident. The assignment was made by Norma, not me. Norma's assignment was in compliance with the college's charter." Schneider said, "But when he met with China's Executive Department Commissioner B007, there was an accident and B007 died.

Yes, the data was lost in the chaos."

"How can I get it back?" Guderian asked.

"Lu Mingfei's experience cannot handle such a similar matter. New commissioners must be appointed. I have two candidates, Mo Qianye and Chu Zihang. They are neighbors."

"There is another one, Chen Motong." Guderian said with a smile, "Nonuo has been quietly staying at Mo Qianye's house a month ago."

"No, although Chen Motong once had experience in an S-level mission, it was only completed under the accompaniment of Mo Qianye, so if she is removed, it will only be Mo Qianye and Chu Zihang. Mo Qianye is

Commissioner, Chu Zihang will assist."

Less than five minutes later, Mo Qianye received a call from Professor Schneider.

"Mo Qianye, there is a B-level temporary task that you need to take charge of. Do you have any paper around you?"

"No need, I can memorize the order of seven decks of randomly shuffled cards in one minute. I am confident in my memory." Mo Qianye said.

"Very good, the execution department's temporary task, number 'exe20100075b' is a B-level task, the specialist is you, 'S-level', Mo Qianye, A-level Chu Zihang will assist you. Be sure to get the transaction number back before midnight

Items for 'ss-778' will be escorted back to school by you. Two first-class tickets for tonight's red-eye flight have been booked. Pick them up directly at the airport check-in counter and go through the VIP channel. Items cannot be checked in with you. You are authorized

, all equipment can be called." Schneider paused, "Unnecessary, do not cause casualties."

"Yes, I promise to complete the task!"

At the same time, Chu Zihang was grabbing the basketball with one hand, squatting down and taking a deep breath.

He is the only one on the basketball court.

"50 to 50." Chu Zihang said to himself.

He moved, dribbling the ball like a gust of wind for a layup, from midfield to one side of the basket. It only took one step! Chu Zihang, who is 175cm tall, made a three-step layup and dunked the ball into the basket. The ball did not fall to the ground, but

Falling into the hands of Chu Zihang, he dribbled to the midfield like lightning, headed for the basket on the other side, and made a layup in three steps, like a giant Kuafu chasing the sun! The automatic scoreboard performed in a way that ordinary people can't imagine.

The speed refreshes rapidly. In a basketball game played by one person, the scores on both sides increase alternately. If someone watches this game, they will see the figure in the red jersey blurred by the extremely fast running. The dribbling route is a standard "8" shape.

The sound of the ball hitting the floor was so dense that it was connected together! The scoreboard read "50:50", the ball hit the ground with a "bang", Chu Zihang's sneakers made a "sizzle" sound on the floor, and finally stopped at

Center of the venue.

At this point, he didn't have a drop of sweat all over his body. After a few seconds, hot sweat poured out like water, soaking his jersey. Chu Zihang smoothed his wet hair with his hands, looked at the scoreboard and nodded, appreciating his performance today.

Express satisfaction.

For a hybrid who is aware of his dragon ancestry, there is no challenge in playing basketball with ordinary people. Stronger muscle strength, faster reaction speed, and super-angle bending of bones all make high-intensity competitive games difficult for ordinary people.

It became as casual as playing golf. If Chu Zihang played basketball like this in front of ordinary people, he would only be regarded as a monster.

Therefore, the annual competition event between Cassel College and the University of Chicago is the Lake Michigan Regatta. Only such an event relies on experience, dexterity and endurance. Only ordinary humans can compete with hybrids.

Chu Zihang grabbed a white towel and dropped it around his neck. He "jumped" out of the red jersey lightly - this was also the flexibility given by his bloodline - and got into the shower room next to him. He took a shower for exactly three seconds.

One minute, one minute hot water, one minute cold water, one minute warm water. The hot water in the first minute will squeeze away the remaining sweat in the body, the cold water in the second minute will tighten the muscles and skin tightly, and the warm water in the third minute will rinse it off.

leave.

More than once, Caesar and the student union cadres soaked in a Roman-style petal bathtub and said mockingly that if they lived in the ancient Roman era, then Chu Zihang would be an ascetic living in the Middle Ages.

In fact, it's not that accurate, it's not ascetic, it's just as precise as a machine.

The cold water washed over his bulging muscles, like a stream flowing at high speed in the raised rocks. The muscles and tendons that had been overheated due to exercise slowly returned to normal. With a mixed-race body, one must be careful in activities with extremely high intensity of exercise. Overheating

Skin and excessive bone pressure will cause some trouble. Invest and adjust your breathing, and slowly slow down your heart rate and blood flow rate.

At this time, he heard Wagter's opera "The Ring of the Nibelung" playing, and the mobile phone sealed in the waterproof bag lit up.

He never leaves his cell phone, just waiting for this special ringtone to ring.

The phone was connected, and a calm male voice came from the other side, "Chu Zihang. It's me, von Schneider. Do you have a pen at hand? Get ready to take notes."

"Wait five seconds." Chu Zihang said.

Schneider silently counted to five, "Execution Department temporary task, number 'exe20100075b', this is a B-level task, the specialist is you, 'A', Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei will assist you. Be sure to recapture the transaction before midnight

Items numbered 'ss-778' will be escorted back to school by you. Two first-class tickets for tonight's red-eye flight have been booked. Pick them up directly at the airport check-in counter and go through the VIP channel. Items cannot be checked in with you. You get

Authorized, all equipment can be used." Schneider paused, "Unnecessary, do not cause casualties."

"I understand." Chu Zihang tore off the note, folded it and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Any questions?" Schneider asked.

"Has the mission notification been sent to my inbox?"

"Norma has already prepared it, you can check it anytime."

"That's no problem. I brought a handheld device and I will figure out the details myself." Chu Zihang hung up the phone and opened the closet door.

After pushing aside the jerseys that were lined up side by side, there was a black extended tennis bag lying in an inconspicuous corner of the closet. Chu Zihang grabbed the bag strap and took it out, unzipped it, and found it wrapped in black mackerel leather.

The handle of the knife was tightly attached to a tennis racket. Chu Zihang gently held the handle of the knife, and the cold breath traveled up his wrist - Murasame, according to legend, after killing someone, spring rain will naturally seep out to wash away the blood.

Demon knife, that night, he inserted himself into the door on the other side of the Maybach.

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"Have you bought your birkin bag? I've been on the waiting list for two years. Do you think they only sell it to VIP members?"

"I bought it. Last time I went to Europe, I bought tens of thousands of small things at Hermes. The store clerk quietly told me that there was also a Birkin in stock. I bought it without thinking. It just has that kind of pattern.

Not too obvious crocodile skin. What's the name of the shallow water crocodile? It's still gold, and I also want to buy a red one."

"You're so pretty! It's great if you buy it. When will you lend it to me?"

The four aunt-level women were giggling. Each of them was wearing silk nightgowns. They were drinking black tea to hangover after getting up from last night. They were all unkempt, and they didn't wash their hair or take off their make-up.

Their faces were a mess. The three bottles of cognac after the beer last night were really too strong, knocking them all down. They didn't even go home, so they went to the bedroom and fell asleep in a mess.

"It's almost noon, what should we eat?" Someone suddenly realized the time. The blazing sunshine was shining in from the high floor-to-ceiling windows, and the wind was blowing the 6-meter-long velvet curtains. The door opened silently, and a man stepped on the soft carpet.

He walked to the sofa and took a look at the cans, wine glasses and bottles scattered on the floor, as well as four well-known women who were all beautiful in the past. He frowned but had no expression on his face, "What a mess.

, can’t you ask Aunt Tong to clean it up for you?”

"Zihang Zihang, come and sit with us for a while." An aunt said happily. Chu Zihang wore a pair of washed blue jeans, a white T-shirt, a black tennis bag slung across his body, and a

The scent of freshly washed sandalwood.

"I asked Aunt Tong to order food for you, two portions of eel rice and two portions of teriyaki beef rice," Chu Zihang said. "They will be delivered in a moment. The soups are all miso soup."

"Zihang is so considerate." The aunts were all starry-eyed and animated.

Glancing at his mother, who was curled up in the corner of the sofa wrapped in a thin blanket, Chu Zihang shook his head, "The air conditioner is turned on too much. The indoor temperature is about 20 degrees. No wonder you feel cold."

He grabbed the remote control of the air conditioner and started to adjust it, "Do it in the air-conditioned room, drink more water." Then he walked to a window and closed the curtains, "This side faces the public walkway outside, and you are all dressed like this.

People saw it.”

The sisters who had their thighs and shoulders exposed felt a little embarrassed, so they pulled up their nightgowns to cover their legs, expressing their agreement with Chu Zihang's opinion.

"Is Zihang going out to play tennis?" Mom asked.

"Well, I will have a reunion with my high school classmates at noon, play tennis in the afternoon, and see the teacher in the evening. I may not be back," Chu Zihang said. "The milk is frozen in the refrigerator. I will spin it in the microwave and drink it before going to bed."

"My dear son, I remember, you are getting more and more verbose." The 39-year-old beautiful mother jumped up from the sofa and messed up Chu Zihang's hair with both hands.
To be continued...