Dragon Clan: I, Nono! Inherit countless futures!

Chapter 87 The long-awaited day of freedom begins!

No one remembers exactly how many people joined the student council after that night.

All everyone remembers is Chen Motong, who is beautiful, cunning, and mischievous, like an elf or a witch, and who ignited the atmosphere of the entire venue with just one sentence.

Food, wine, and revelry filled Norton Hall. If the second day hadn't been a free day, they probably would have stayed up all night.

Cameron, however, was not caught up in the revelry. He remembered his mission and tried hard to recruit people. But these newcomers, whether seduced by beauty or bewitched by some spell, all joined the student council one by one.

Chu Zihang, Caesar, Xia Mi, Lancelot, Susie, and so on—everyone, whether they knew their names or not, rushed into the student council's camp as if they were afraid of missing out.

Cameron was filled with grief and indignation, regretting that he wasn't a girl and that he wasn't good-looking enough to attract people with his looks.

He was almost furious when he discovered that Lu Mingfei, the S-class student he had been longing for, also had a regretful expression on his face.

However, Lu Mingfei ultimately did not back down and joined the Lionheart Society with him, which was his only consolation.

I wonder what he would think if he knew that Lu Mingfei joined the Lionheart Society in order to subdue it for Chen Motong.

However, precisely because he didn't know, Cameron was still very confident in the last few minutes before the start of Freedom Day.

He formally introduced Lu Mingfei to his Lionheart Club members, stating that Lu Mingfei was the key to their victory this year.

The operators immediately applauded enthusiastically, and some who had been suppressed for a long time were even moved to tears.

When Lu Mingfei was pushed in front of these people, he was immediately bewildered and at a loss.

"Time is of the essence, let's formulate a battle plan first."

After the cheers subsided, Cameron coughed lightly, his expression and voice becoming serious: "First, let's establish one principle, which is that we must absolutely keep an eye on Chen Motong."

"I don't want to relive the tragedy of two years ago. Everyone here has been through that time, so you naturally understand what I mean."

"If we want to win, Chen Motong absolutely cannot join the main battle. Only by holding her back can we have a chance to take over their position and achieve victory."

"Remember, Friga's bullets are ineffective against her. Don't waste bullets on her; save them to eliminate those around her."

Seeing Cameron's serious expression, the other Lionheart Society members nodded in agreement. Lu Mingfei was completely bewildered, simply agreeing with whatever others said.

He initially thought the matter would be resolved with this slacker, but then Cameron, who seemed to have some mental issues, suddenly changed his tone, looked at him, and solemnly grasped his hand: "Lu Mingfei, Chen Motong is now in your hands!"

Lu Mingfei: "?"

A question mark slowly appeared on Lu Mingfei's forehead.

He pointed to himself, puzzled and confused. Cameron quickly nodded and said, "Yes, it's you. Only an S-class can hold off an S-class."

"Our hopes of winning rest entirely on your shoulders!"

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

How can I put it? I can say that Chen Motong is his savior, and he would never be Chen Motong's enemy.

But he's a member of the Lionheart Society now, and the heir to the position of Lionheart Society president. If he reveals this now, won't it expose his true purpose?

Just as Lu Mingfei was hesitating and everyone was looking at him with anticipation, a voice rang out.

"Let me go and deal with that Chen Motong," Yuan Zhisheng said from the corner. "I don't care about your fight, but I'll take care of Chen Motong for you."

Cameron was immediately displeased to see that arrogant Japanese man was bragging again.

He almost blurted out, "Lu Mingfei and Chen Motong are both S-rank, what are you, an A-rank, doing getting involved?" But then he remembered that this guy was the one Chen Motong had asked for "special treatment," so he swallowed the words back.

"We'll see how things go when the time comes," Cameron finally said.

Genji could sense the other person's distrust, but he didn't want to say anything more.

Strength is demonstrated through actions, not words.

When the children in the town of Shikato mocked him for being the son of a yakuza boss, he didn't resort to violence but instead used his wisdom to solve the problem.

Through his own efforts, he became the best person, and those people naturally shut up.

It's pretty much the same now. Once he defeats Chen Motong, everyone will naturally understand his strength.

Moreover, he wasn't there to show off his strength; on the contrary, he wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible.

But Cameron didn't care what this arrogant guy was thinking. He went over the battle plan in detail again, then slammed his hand on the table and said triumphantly, "Ready to depart!"

As a familiar alarm blared through the air, the quiet school instantly came alive. Two teams, one in black combat uniforms and the other in red combat uniforms, opened fire on each other, and gunfire resounded throughout the entire campus.

The campus suddenly turned into a battlefield. People poured out of every building, grouped by the color of their clothes. Everyone was armed and would shoot at each other without mercy.

Lu Mingfei, clutching an M4 gun, trembled behind a building. The deafening gunfire made him feel as if he were on the North African battlefield during World War II.

Even though he knew that the bullets in those guns were not meant to kill anyone, but were just tranquilizer darts, he was still extremely nervous, feeling that these madmen with dragon blood were really playing a dangerous game.

Cameron's voice was blaring from the earpiece in his ear, the guy was shouting his name. Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and walked out, trembling.

Aside from the battlefield where gunfire never ceased, the only quiet place on campus was the large square specifically used for duels.

At this moment, Chen Motong, the president of the student council, and Cameron, the president of the Lionheart Society, are confronting each other. No one fires a gun, and no one even speaks.

But everyone who charged through the hail of bullets knew that the final victory in this battle would be achieved here.

If the leaders on both sides aren't taken down, no matter how hard the men fight, it's all in vain.

Cameron, however, didn't have the courage to confront Chen Motong and could only frantically call out to Lu Mingfei, who had disappeared somewhere.

Just as he was anxiously looking around, Lu Mingfei hesitated, unsure whether to go up, when someone came out.

The man was wearing a black combat uniform from the Lionheart Society. He wasn't carrying a gun, but had two Japanese swords hanging from his waist. His handsome face was expressionless, and his dark eyes were fixed on Chen Motong.

That was Genjiro.

Cameron was extremely anxious when he saw the arrogant Japanese man walk away. He wanted him to stay out of the way, but looking at the man's tall and straight back, he felt inexplicably afraid.

An indescribable aura enveloped the entire square, while the man emanating the aura simply gazed calmly at the girl before him, his pupils slowly brightening.

It was the color of molten iron.

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