"By the way, my class is "S"."

"Class "S"..." Caesar looked up at the hunting knife "Dictado" placed on the white marble table, as well as a desert eagle with a special shape and violent beauty.

He walked forward, picked up the Desert Eagle, and carefully touched the angel of death carved on the handle of the gun.

"Victory and glory will eventually belong to Gattuso."

"Hallelujah."

He pushed open the door and strode out. His cold blue pupils, which were as solid as ten thousand years of ice, were instantly dyed with dazzling gold, and his burning fighting spirit shone in them.

"Just let me come and meet you, Lu Mingfei."

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"Lu Mingfei?"

Chu Zihang stopped to wipe the village rain in his hands. He still remembered the boy's dejected appearance when he held his schoolbag over his head and ran into the pouring rain. He originally wanted to give Lu Mingfei a ride.

But it would have been better if he didn't get in the car at that time. Chu Zihang laughed at himself.

"President, do you know him?" Susie asked from the side. She was wearing a black tight-fitting combat uniform, her long hair was tied behind her head, and there was a huge sniper rifle at her feet that was incompatible with her slim figure.

"I can't say we know each other. I used to study in the same junior high school."

Chu Zihang suddenly had a bad premonition that his plan was also out of his control.

If we say this is a game of chess, the black and white sides have already reached the point where they are at the official position, and the next step is to collect the stones to decide the outcome.

Chu Zihang knew that variables that usually remain constant in biological experiments and do not affect the results are called irrelevant variables.

But the irrelevant variable suddenly transformed into a crucial independent variable, which played a decisive role in the outcome of this experiment.

This variable is Lu Mingfei.

Neither he nor Caesar expected that there would be a blood-red chess piece on the chessboard, which would appear on both sides' "tribulation" and kill the black and white pieces on both sides.

This red chess piece is burning. It has its own ambitions and wants to create its own story.

But there is no other way. The chess game is coming to an end. At this moment, neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang can leave the game.

Chu Zihang stood up, with a statue of Odin behind him.

He stared at the statue in silence for a while. The eight-legged horse Sleipnir under his crotch raised his horse's head like a warrior. Kungunir, the eternal spear in the hand of God King Odin, was raised high above his head, as if he was about to throw it away.

Out, the tip of the gun became extremely sharp under the polishing of the sun.
Chapter completed!