Vol 3 Chapter 122: Cheung Kei Club’s identity issue

Outside the window, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the sun is shining.
In the "Eyes of the Vortex", the giant wolf transformed by Erwin Hoffman was quietly shuttled among the tall grass. Not far from him, the fat-bodied sika deer was sitting on his knees among the dirt, dozing lazily.
Although the wisdom of wild monsters is not outstanding, the various intuitions they rely on instinct to develop are quite keen.
Just like this deer demon, it can clearly sense the strong malice coming from all directions, so it naturally chose to hide and escape.
Outside the whirlpool, between the stands.
In the morning glory, the sentences used by the narrator became shorter and shorter, and the voice became more and more excited. He knows very well that now is one of the most exciting climaxes of a hunting game: whether the hunter can accurately mark the target, whether the monster will choose to die or run away, and whether other hunting teams can detect what is happening here-explanation The staff anticipated the possibilities and chose to throw some of the gimmicks to arouse the high interest of the audience in the stands.
Whether it’s the firework team of Jiuyou Academy, the drummer of the Star Academy, or the choir of Atlas, they are all dead now, accumulating energy, and waiting for the moment when the final result is released, there is enough power to make a noise. .
In the window, with Seprano sitting in the main seat of the sofa as the center, on one side are many cadres and officials of the Cheung Kei Club, and on the other side is the lonely little John Neville-of course, there is another The portrait of the wandering wizard behind the door, but now everyone is deliberately ignoring his existence.
Many members of the Cheung Kei Club glared at the blue-green-eyed guest. If it were not for the leader sitting on the sofa and still watching the game outside the window quietly, they would surely give the most vulgar words and the most rude methods to them. This guest.
Even though many of them are Alpha’s ‘gentlemen’.
But because of this, they better understand the meaning of Neville's previous sentence.
That is a very serious allegation.
very serious.
Whether this accusation is ultimately true or not, the wizards in this room will lose a certain sense of their honor. Just like a politician, when he has a ‘suspicious’, he can no longer stand innocently in front of the world.
So many people looked at the guest in the hood with unkind eyes and clearly expressed to him that the room did not welcome him.
Seprano did not speak immediately.
He even changed his posture in good time, leaning more comfortably on the low-back sofa.
Then he picked a panda toffee from the tea tray again with his fingers, put it under his nose, and sniffed it.
"Not surprising." The head of the Cheung Kei Club squinted his eyes and repeated in a slow tone: "There is nothing strange about it... just like this piece of toffee, there is always a little bit of sweetness mixed in the smell. Fishy."
"The forest is big, and there will be any birds... Maybe I should be happy about it. Our community finally has a bit of a climate... Not all cats and dogs are at risk of being infiltrated by those big guys."
At the end, he seemed to think of something interesting and laughed low.
But no one else in the room was naive to think that this would pass.
Many people's faces were pale and pale.
Hearing the meaning of these words, it seems that Mr. Suprano did not mind Nivel's guess. This also means that he also agrees that Cheung Kei will not be so clean.
This makes many people feel uneasy.
Even if Andrew Taylor, who had just joined the conference, had a little understanding of the meaning of Neville's words, it did not prevent him from deeply feeling the sudden undercurrent in this lounge.
"Cheung Kei Club is not so much an independent society, it is better to say that we are a group of like-minded partners in the'Hemophilia'. Just like a long time ago, some people did not agree with the fundamentalism of 3A, so they split out and finally developed' The "Hemophilia Club" is like a giant...Cheung Kei Club was born like this."
Seprano put the toffee back on the coffee table, stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, raised his head, and looked at the five stubby fingers in the sunlight.
"Hemophilia is too loose." He whispered, and sighed deeply.
"There is no unified voice, there is no unified will, there is huge energy and organization, but it has never been able to get enough respect in this university. This is a very strange thing... Since the'sacred will' can rely on'ruling' like this The freak is reborn from the ashes, then the hemophilia will continue to sink for no reason."
"You agree with my idea, that's why you left that mark on your body."
"And it is precisely because of standing on the shoulders of the hemophilia club that the Cheung Kei club can develop so quickly... all of these need not be shy away."
"However, since the current team has been selected... then it is best to understand where you are."
"I don't like people who stand in my lounge, but turn their backs to me, whispering to others outside the lounge."
As he said, Seprano slowly gathered his five spread fingers together.
One finger, one finger, slowly gather.
He gripped very hard, and even his knuckles were a little whitish.
"Cough...cough cough..."
In the corner of the lounge, a thin wizard suddenly changed his complexion, clutching his neck and slowly slipping onto the carpet, coughing violently and convulsing.
"No... please... please... help me... help me..."
The wizard struggled, his face gradually turning purple.
But everyone turned a blind eye to his struggle.
The surrounding wizards held their breath and quickly left the corner.
It was as if there was a terrible infectious disease on the skinny wizard.
Seprano's palm opened again.
The thin wizard looked like a fish returning to the water, wide-eyed, mouth-opened, swallowing the air, ignoring the saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth mixed with the snot and tears on his face~EbookFREE.me ~Seprano turned his head, seeming a little surprised, cruel light gleaming in his small dark eyes:
"Please? Who are you asking?...Help you, who do you want to help you... him, him, or him?"
The fat wizard raised his hand in a circle, and pointed to the surrounding wizards casually.
The wizards who were spotted changed their faces, but they only dared to lower their heads and did not dare to speak.
"This is the first university, don't you think I will kill you?" The fat wizard showed a disappointed expression on his face: "Mist...you disappointed me too much."
Seprano turned his head and turned his eyes to the hunting ground outside the window.
The thin wizard plopped and knelt on the ground, crying, and groaned in a low voice, "No, I don't..."
Seprano's lips tightened.
Then he flexed a finger again.