Dragon Clan: Write a diary, why is it Shura Field every day?

Chapter 42 I'll just let you touch my thighs

She came to rescue and fulfill her promise. Jude Mai raised her hands with a wry smile.

All eleven were surprised. They did not act rashly, but they did not put down their weapons either.

"I don't want to hurt anyone!"

"How about exchanging one life for another?"

It's my business, I won't stop you from leaving.

It seemed as if he realized that such a threat could not affect the people in front of him.

"If he dies, you will bear the wrath of the entire Kassel Academy!"

"You need to think carefully about whether you think this is worth it!"

She was like a lioness furious at a predator to protect her cubs, trying to show her intimidation. "Is this what you call an impenetrable defense?"

“I have a feeling that if it weren’t for Susie, the only S+ student in our academy’s history might have died at the hands of the thugs.”

Professor von Schneider glanced at the surveillance screen in Valhalla, then turned to Professor Mance Rundstedt.

Manstein blinked and said nothing.

“Susie is a good girl.”

"In such a dangerous situation, she still remembered to rescue her companions."

Professor Guderian praised her, "Her qualities are as precious as gold."

"If she were my student, I would definitely give her extra points."

"That's true." Professor Mans Rundstedt nodded in agreement, "Susie is a rare good girl."

“There is no doubt about that.”

He looked at Professor von Schneider. "But there are some things that we should not jump to conclusions about."

The library monitoring room fell into a brief silence.

"In this situation, should we send people to Valhalla for support?" Manstein, who had remained silent, asked. "No."

Professor von Schneider interrupted the conversation. "It would be useless even if more police officers gathered in Valhalla. It would only force the rioters into a corner."

"Instead of sending more personnel, we should withdraw the defenses around Valhalla."

"Let them feel relaxed and think there's a chance they can survive, so our S+ students have a fighting chance."

of course,

Such an approach would create a huge gap in the originally strict preventive measures, which might allow the thugs to escape easily.

“Then let’s follow this plan.” Professor Guderian agreed. “I don’t think these thugs are more valuable than our S+ students.”

The instructions were passed down quickly.

On the big screen in the library's monitoring room, the light spots surrounding Valhalla began to disperse in all directions.

The area of ​​Valhalla was completely shrouded in darkness, with only two faint lights flickering there lonely.

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Inside the Hall of Valor,

The atmosphere was extremely heavy.

Eleven men crouched on the ground, holding submachine guns in their hands.

Half of the guns were pointed at the man who was still sitting under the statue.
The other half of the gun was pointed at the door, and the long shadow of the Barrett rifle barrel was faintly visible behind the door.

Both sides were armed and the tension was extremely high. Any small movement could trigger a bloody melee.

At this critical moment, Jude Mai suddenly took action.

Her movements were slow but steady as she inched toward the side of the corridor.

This sudden action made all the team members nervous, and they couldn't help wondering: What is she going to do?
Barrett was aiming at her head, and any rash movement could mean her life is over in an instant.

Even these mercenaries, who were used to danger, began to sweat from nervousness as they held their submachine guns.

The expected loud gunshot from the Barrett did not sound, the red dot was only aimed at Jiude Mai's head.

She wasn't moving fast, and she wasn't trying to dodge, so Susie didn't shoot.

Or,

Mai Jude was convinced that the woman with the sniper rifle would not shoot.

Where does her confidence come from?

Probably from her last two threats. It is an obvious logic that only concern can lead to threats.

“What a young man, he looks very energetic.”

"It's a pity that he died in his twenties."

Mai Jiude stood at the corridor, looking at the newly hung photo frame. No one understood what she was talking about.

But Ye Yang understood.

“Actually, I really appreciate it.”

"If it weren't for you, my sister Shude Aki might have died at this point."

“It’s right next to this picture frame.”

She pointed to the blank wall next to her and said so.

what's the situation?
The eleven people were stunned, thinking, is this a welcome ceremony?
Not just a simple acquaintance, but the benefactor who saved my sister?
So what is the situation now?
The red dot on Jiude Mai's head did not move at all, and the muzzle of the Barrett gun was still pointed tightly at her forehead.

In the library's monitoring room, the four professors who were paying attention to the situation also looked confused.

This is not the expected plot development? This is ridiculous!!!
Ye Yang remained silent and listened.

“I was thinking,

“You saved my sister. How can I thank you?”

Jiude Mai left the corridor and walked straight towards Ye Yang.

“After thinking it over, there is only one way to express gratitude.”

"Or I'll treat you to a meal."

“It’s just a normal dinner, no expensive meals involved.”

"The boss is very stingy and doesn't even want to pay more."

The way she complained was like an ordinary employee in the office complaining about her stingy boss.

"Either..."

Jiude Mai walked up to Ye Yang and stretched out her long legs and stepped on the chair next to her.

Although she was wearing a black combat uniform, her long legs were still seductive, leaving people to imagine the beauty underneath.

She leaned forward gracefully, her eyes level with Ye Yang's, and said with a smile, "The second one is to let you experience the feeling of thighs for yourself."

Eleven people: “????”

Susie: “???????”

Professors: “????”

What was this unexpected turn? The invitation to dinner was expected, but the request to touch the thigh was puzzling.

Ye Yang raised his head and met Jiude Mai's eyes.

Her eyes were dark and sharp like a blade, her long hair swayed gently in the wind, and she tied her hair into a high ponytail behind her head, giving people an urge to hold it tightly.

Her temperament is completely different from Shude Aki.

If Shude Aki is like gentle water, then Shude Mai is like an untamed fire.

Although unruly, it makes people more irresistible.

“Choose.”

“The first option may need to be implemented later.”

"I still have a lot of things to deal with. I'm very busy."

“As for the second option, you can start implementing it at any time.”

"If you find this dress inconvenient, I can take it off immediately."

Faced with such a proposal from a woman who is perfect in figure and appearance, most men would probably find it difficult to resist the temptation.

Even the red dot of the sniper rifle, which had remained stable until now, couldn't help but tremble slightly twice, which was enough to prove the influence of these words.

Ye Yang couldn't resist, even if Liu Xia Hui was here, it would be difficult for him to do so.

Moreover, he never thought of resisting this temptation.

Who wouldn't want to touch a thigh?

This kind of multiple-choice question is a fundamental provocation to male dignity.

Shouldn't we just choose the second option?
At such a close distance, Ye Yang was surrounded by a faint scent of orchids and some kind of musk.

The smell is intoxicating.

He stared at the other person.

Jiude Mai looked down at him, a smug gleam in her eyes, or rather a provocation.

As if to say, you simply don't have the courage to choose the second option.

(End of this chapter)