Chapter 102: Magic thorn

Doesn't matter?
Jason does n’t believe the female student president.
Regardless of the overall layout in the painting or the appearance of the female student president frowning, he is telling Jason that this ‘back view’ is not simple.
But he was not asking.
The female student president has indicated that he does not want to inform him.
Jason's character is destined not to be entangled.
What's more, he still holds a secret technique in his hand.
Without saying more, Jason opened the box.
A sheepskin roll appeared in the box, unfolding the sheepskin roll, and he read it carefully.
This is a brand new sheepskin roll with a scent of nitration on it.
Jason does n’t mind if it ’s not the original.
The relationship between the two parties could not have looked at the original value.
Moreover, Jason is very doubtful that after so many years, whether it could have been turned over.
After all, the old Thai flute said before that the Prussian family had a decline, and the preservation in its heyday was naturally worry-free, but it might have been a decline.
But this has nothing to do with Jason.
He only needs to confirm that the secret technique in his hand is true.
Prussian forging!
At the beginning of the scroll, the name of the mystery is written.
"Named after the family?"
Jason was a little surprised.
This mystery should be the core secret of the family.
The president of the female student standing next to him saw Jason's surprise and naturally guessed Jason's idea.
"Do not worry."
"It is not the core secret of our family."
"Don't forget the dawn."
Said the female student president.
Is the core of Chenxi bodybuilding?
Jason thought, then, adjusted his breathing to stop being distracted and began to read intently.
He read through it first, then read carefully.
Then, comparing with [Gryphon Forge] quickly discovered the difference. [Gryphon Forge] is characterized by the fierce and dexterous inheritance of its own faction, while [Pruss Forge] Features: defense!
Make your skin, muscles, bones, and even internal organs more resistant.
There is a breathing method of sitting and lying inside, but what Jason is puzzled is that no matter sitting or lying and walking, [Pruss Forging] is crawling.
This made Jason frown again, looking to the side and staying, obviously to explain the doubt of the female student president.
However, this time the female student president shook his head.
"Do not ask me."
"I do not know."
"I haven't practiced."
The female student president said very simply.
"[Pruss Forging] not only requires extremely high talent, but women are not suitable for [Pruss Forging]."
The female student president then explained.
Then, the female student president paused, and after a little hesitation, he spoke again.
"I suggest you change to a secret technique."
"[Pruss Forge] is not only difficult to get started, but also more difficult to improve. It requires a variety of precious potions as an auxiliary to achieve a considerable degree.
"And, even at that level, it is difficult to resist the current artillery fire."
"If you want to change, I can explain to my father."
The female student president looked at Jason.
Only Jason shook his head again.
"I am talented."
Jason answered.
The female student president glared, and her breath was quick again.
"whatever."
After throwing away such a sentence, the female student president did not say a word afterwards.
Time passes by every minute.
When Jason backed up several times and found nothing missing, he raised his hand and put the roll of sheepskin into the box and exchanged it with the female student president.
Without any inquiry, the president of the female student who took the box turned upstairs.
Jason was silently deepening his impression again while waiting.
But his eyes were involuntarily placed on the oil painting.
Or to be more precise, it is on the "back".
His thoughts spread out involuntarily.
What does that person look like?
Is that great sword exaggerated?
What's going on in that huge bag?
One puzzle after another appeared in Jason's mind.
And with such doubts, his heart involuntarily accelerated his beating speed.
Boom!
Huh!
But Jason was unaware, he was still thinking.
until……
Heart burst!
boom!
A muffled sound rang in Jason's chest, and severe pain spread throughout his body.
He recovered to God at once.
Then he saw a dagger stuck in his chest.
A man in camouflage clothes and oil paint on his face was holding the dagger, turning the dagger non-stop and showing a cruel smile to Jason.
The president of the female student who had returned was comatose.
"Jason?"
"Sure enough, the other person you have post-traumatic stress syndrome, some small means are the best means."
The dagger said softly.
Then, the opponent holding the winning ticket sighed slightly.
"Unfortunately, you had the opportunity to join us."
"But, you gave up."
"You chose death."
"I will bring your head back to pay tribute to the little ones."
"Of course."
"You will not be lonely, and people related to you will be treated the same.
"correct!"
"Edward! That annoying Edward!"
"He is the first one after you!"
The other party seemed to be tuberculosis, chattering.
A strange twist appeared on the painted face.
It's as if I can't help but say it, but I can't help it.
But there are solutions.
Jason lowered his head and stared at each other coldly.
The chatty counterpart did not find such a gaze at all.
In the eyes of the other party, Jason is a dead man.
Therefore, when the broad-blade short-handle machete passed the neck, the other party's face was surprised, and the unbelievable in the eyes almost turned into substance.
thump!
The dagger holder could not afford to fall to the ground, and quickly disappeared.
Jason pulled out the dagger inserted in his chest, the wound on his chest quickly recovered, and the blood on the dagger dried up quickly and lost his vitality.
Ding.
Jason threw the dagger on the ground and inspected the attacker carefully. After confirming the death of the opponent, he picked up the shotgun, pistol, magazine, grenades, etc. on the opponent's body. long.
"what!"
"Be careful!"
The president of the female student who had just awakened exclaimed.
Because of her exclamation, it stopped abruptly.
She saw the body on the ground.
Then, the name of the body was directly called out.
"‘ Magic Thorn '! "
With this exclamation ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the female student president immediately looked at Jason in surprise.
You know, ‘Magic Thorn’ is not a trainee of those ‘Ghost Squad’, but one of the true members in the true sense.
Moreover, even in the ‘Ghost Squad’, the other party is one of the most vexing.
Because the opponent is good at assassination.
The 'Ghost Squad', which has fallen into a mission failure crisis several times, relied on the assassination of the other party to make a Jedi turn.
Even, in some ways, the phantom thorn is the most dangerous danger of the Prussian family.
Now, "Magic Thorn" has been killed by Jason.
While the female student president was relieved, an unreal feeling suddenly rose in her heart.
Dawn. The Pruss family finally got back 10% in this battle.
"Thank you."
The female student president said so.
Then, we have to push out the door.
But it was stopped by Jason.
Jason pulled the female student president back and took the shotgun that he had just held in his hand and pulled the trigger directly in the direction of the door-
boom!