The Death Knell

Gin was waiting for him far outside the building, looking in the direction of the swamp through the barbed wire wall, which was now covered with snow.

She was not afraid of the cold at all, and she was still wearing thin clothes, as relaxed as someone taking part in a spring outing. , holding the small wine bottle and drinking sip after sip.

"Boss." She walked over with a smile and followed Su Ming's footsteps.

"Howard called?" Su Ming looked in the direction of the swamp. There were some animal footprints in the distance, which seemed to be hares or something like that.

"Well, he really did it. My people arranged for someone from the Daily Bugle to take photos and they will be sent to them later." Gin replied with a smile, and it was interesting just thinking about it: "That hired phone number has been there for more than ten years. After the first launch, we became a big customer.”

"There are so many people who want to kill him. Even I can't guess who wants to kill him. But with Howard's employment, Deathstroke can legitimately investigate the murder of Dr. Xavier. Even if he enters The SSR headquarters can also leave a step for the other party to climb down, without having to force it."

"Bureaucracy exists in Asgard as well."

Gin Jiu and Su Ming were walking on the path. They were going to visit another dormitory building.

"I didn't even notice. Is there any official problem in Asgard?"

"Vostagg among the Three Warriors is responsible for retrieving new weapons from the dwarves and distributing them, and then sending worn or broken weapons to the dwarves for repair. This is his usual task." Gin screwed on the lid of the wine pot. , put the flask back into his coat pocket: "But when he works, it all depends on his mood, or whether he drank enough the day before."

"The Aesir are almost never drunk. How much do you need to drink to be happy?" Su Ming asked with a smile.

"Drink Loki down and let him foam at the mouth and fall asleep under the table. Boss, Loki is not an Asgardian, right?" Gin looked at Su with his big eyes. Ming's face, asking him for confirmation.

This issue is not yet open to the public.

"Why don't you ask the almighty Heimdall?" Su Ming put his arm around her shoulders and dragged her forward.

"Asgard welcomes you, not me. I am a veritable traitor now." Gin brushed the hair beside his ear and whispered.

"There's nothing wrong with being a human being, haha."

Only the weird laughter and two rows of footprints were left on the snow.

At this time, in another dormitory, the atmosphere was much more lively than that in Charles's. In the common room, Shirley and Natasha were watching TV. A group of girls chatted non-stop, and occasionally appeared. Say a few words in Russian.

Natasha's choice was the same as Dottie's. Cultural classes were of no use and she still had to continue living as an agent.

Anyway, killing has become an instinct and can never be changed, so why do we have to change it?

However, watching song and dance shows is her personal hobby, which coincides with Xili's. She loves to dance, and Xili loves to watch.

Now, several of them are sunk in the sofa, their hair stuck to their white foreheads with sweat, and each one is holding a bottle of Dali and drinking it.

Su Ming opened the door and saw this scene when she came in. It seemed like they had done some strenuous exercise just now. You must know that Xili and them are not ordinary people, and their physical strength is much stronger than ordinary girls.

Seeing Su Ming come in, they made room for him and pulled him to sit on the sofa.

It turned out that they saw the program on TV, and for some reason they practiced cheerleading, building a human tower, and doing somersaults. They had just stopped since morning.

"Sir, are you here to see our rehearsal?" Natasha said with a smile. She put the drink in her hand on the coffee table, dragged her chin and moved closer to Su Ming.

"Rehearsal?" Su Ming looked at Gin, and Gin also shrugged. She didn't know that Hamil and Lorraine were now responsible for the affairs of the academy.

Natasha grabbed his sleeve like a kitten, and climbed up to his ear with her head: "In the New Year, the college will organize a New Year's party, and we are preparing for the program at that time."

"That's it. I originally had a mission for you, so forget it. It's the same if I let Lorraine go." Su Ming stood up and patted his butt before leaving. Since the little girls have something to do, let them do what they like. It's about that.

"Got a mission?!"

Natasha's ears seemed to stand up. She grabbed Su Ming's pants. Her roommate Eva on the other side also moved quickly, hugging Su Ming's other hand and shaking it.

"You can dance anytime, no matter what the task is."

Naturally, these second-year students also know about Dottie and the others’ graduation. Deep down in their hearts, they all have the fear of becoming ‘useless people’.

Although I left the red house and knew that this place was completely different from before, the fear deep in my heart was unforgettable.

Su Ming did not tease them, but told them the situation: "I arranged for two residents to enter Building 66, one of whom is a very powerful mutant."

"To protect them?" Natasha holds the right to speak among the girls in this generation because she is the strongest.

"Yeah, but the little boy has psychic abilities and can read thoughts. You need to be protected in secret. You can't appear in his sight, and don't get close to a radius of thirty meters." Su Ming also went to get one himself. He drank a bottle of drink and sat down again. Gin still stood at the door watching to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

Xili yawned, chirped twice, leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes. This was definitely none of her business. She was an adult, and this task was obviously for children.

All the dormitory buildings in the college are of the same style, so there is no need to think too much about the building structure, so just build protection around that building.

Natasha thought for a moment, and her red hair was unintentionally twirled around by her fingers: "Can we use heavy weapons?"

"Zhongji Academy is my private domain. Any infiltration or raid is considered illegal intrusion in the United States. It's okay to kill someone, but if someone breaks in, I want to be alive."

Su Ming answered her with a smile, and he saw Natasha also showing an innocent and beautiful smile.

"I love American law..." Natasha licked the corner of her mouth with her little tongue, showing a charming look at a young age: "We selected 40 people out of 100 people in this class and divided them into two shifts. , others maintain combat readiness, we need to equip sniper rifles and explosives, portable radios, occupy all the commanding heights of the college, monitor all crowded places, snow and outside the school..."

She happily began to arrange tasks, divided the school into blocks, and began to number them with secret codes, which was very formal.

Su Ming really didn't know that Natasha had commanding talent before.

But you don't have to think about it to know that in the comics and movies, she had no chance to use this talent because all her classmates were dead and killed by her.

The girls who were laughing and joking just now fell silent, with a strange gleam in their eyes, and looked at the map with reserved smiles on their faces, as if they were preparing to attend some dance.