No More Pretending, Time to Show My Hand! Stephen Chow Enters the Scene!

On basement level B4, alarm lights were spinning wildly and blaring.

Regardless of what happened on level B2, the three people sitting there did not feel any tremors.

Tennoji Hiroshi, Cornelius, Shingen Yashida sat at the conference table, looking at the screen in front of them.

On the right side of the screen, seven or eight sets of data bars are rapidly analyzing the data.

Information such as the stress model of the human skeleton, the speed of nerve reaction, the force exertion habits of cold weapons, and even the fit of weapon cuts scrolled across the screen in turn.

"Found it!"

Cornelius's breathing quickened, and he didn't even bother to adjust his glasses, which had slipped down to the tip of his nose.

The progress bar reached its end, and a file popped up.

In the photo, a man in a white suit and a white felt hat is standing on a street in Queens New York, shoving a strangely-looking Mutants into a car.

The right side displays two lines of bold black text:

A special agent of the 749 Bureau of China, codenamed Ling Ling Qi, who usually uses the alias Stephen Zhou.

Another line of text has an arrow pointing to the carriage, and the Mutants's code name is: Toad.

Shingen Yashida said in a deep voice, "China?"

Shingen Yashida slammed his cane into the floor.

"He came to my territory and blew up Level B2 into ruins. He's ripped off our dignity and trampled on it!"

"I'll have the Silver Samurai go and bring his head back right now, and hang it at the school gate!"

Cornelius rudely interrupted Shingen Yashida, pointing at the battle data panel on the screen and yelling, "No... no, no! Look closely at his energy waveform!"

"That's not Mutants's superpower! That outward energy can shred fused, overgrown tissue! Just cut him open, extract his bone marrow and nerve bundles as a catalyst, and all the rejection reactions can be perfectly resolved!"

"Capture him alive! He must be captured alive!"

"Stop arguing."

Tennoji Hiroshi took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and elegantly wiped his knuckles.

"Now that we've confirmed he's not some delinquent just loafing around, we don't need to play the educator trick anymore."

The old man casually tossed the handkerchief he'd used to wipe his hands into the wastebasket. "Notify the field team to completely seal off the school. Move his desk out of the classroom and bring out everyone who's close to him to discipline them."

"As long as he's still in this school, he'll have to put out this fire himself!"

The next morning.

The school's main gate was locked as soon as the school bell rang.

Late students were turned away at the door and not allowed to enter.

Two unlicensed, modified buses were parked across the road leading from the playground to the school gate, blocking the way out.

Dozens of burly men in tactical uniforms guarded the gatehouse, the intersection of the corridors, and the entrances to various staircases.

These men were burly and had stun batons and handcuffs hanging from their belts.

At the very back of the group were a few ninjas dressed in tight-fitting ninja outfits, their eyes unfocused.

The students, bewildered, sat in the classroom; no one knew what had happened.

Even the usually arrogant delinquents lowered their heads, not daring to breathe loudly.

Third floor of the main teaching building.

The head of the teaching department, accompanied by four burly men in full armor, kicked open the classroom door of Class 3-D.

Dozens of eyes turned to the doorway as the head of student affairs swaggered into the classroom.

He skipped the podium and went straight to the empty seat at the back.

"Hoshino Seiichi has seriously violated school rules and is suspected of damaging public facilities! The Council has decided to expel him immediately!"

"Throw all his personal belongings downstairs, and dismantle that broken table to use as firewood."

Two security guards in black stepped forward and reached out to overturn the desk.

A figure darted out from the side and plopped down on Sing Sing's desk.

This guy was the same delinquent Sing Sing got beaten up on his first day at school. He stiffened his neck and roared, "Baka! Expelled? Who stamped that?"

Our leader is an outstanding student for his act of bravery! He just received his award and scholarship yesterday, and today you're telling us he's being expelled?

Another red-haired delinquent stood up from his seat, arrogantly striding to stand next to the blond-haired guy, "Hey! If you're going to fire someone, you have to follow the procedures! What right do you have to come in and smash things?"

The head of student affairs, hands behind his back, sneered, "You bunch of trash, you know what procedures are? Come on! Get out!"

Upon receiving the order, a security guard raised his rubber baton and smashed it down on the blond-haired man's head.

The delinquent blond-haired man, who had been trained by Sing Sing, instinctively flinched, but still cried out in pain.

The blow landed on his shoulder, causing the blond-haired man's face to contort in pain, but he still gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands.

Red Hair was shocked; he hadn't expected the school security guard to actually dare to make a move!

Why are there so many delinquents in Toyo High Schools?

It's because most of them come from wealthy and influential families, so they're not afraid of trouble at all!

The students sent here are just going through the motions to get a diploma; every orientation party is a chaotic mess.

The school security guards were used to it and didn't care at all.

But this time they actually dared to get serious!

Red Hair gritted his teeth, threw a punch, and charged straight at the security guard.

Another security guard, who was already prepared, grabbed the red-haired man's wrist with one hand, twisted it in the opposite direction, and then slammed his knee into the man's abdomen.

Red Hair doubled over in pain and was kicked away by the security guard, knocking over a trash can in the back row along with his chair.

"Stop!"

Kumiko Yamaguchi ran in from outside the corridor, shoved aside the security guard blocking the door, and spread her arms to block the desk.

"I am the homeroom teacher of Class 3-D! Who gave you the right to hit students in my class!"

Kumiko Yamaguchi glared at the crowd.

The head of the teaching department panicked. Others might not know about this woman's background, but he did.

This was someone he couldn't afford to offend, so the head of the teaching department instinctively took a half-step back and hid behind the security captain.

"Ms. Yamaguchi, how dare you protect a despicable student and obstruct security personnel from performing their duties! You are officially suspended! Now pack your personal belongings and get out of the school!"

"I'm not leaving!"

Kumiko Yamaguchi angrily shouted, "As long as I am the teacher of this class, no one will touch my students!"

Seeing that Kumiko Yamaguchi so defiant, the security captain raised his hand and slapped Kumiko Yamaguchi across the face.

A gust of wind whistled through the air.

Kumiko Yamaguchi had already raised her hand halfway; with the skills of the young head of the Ōedo Family, dislocating the other person's arm would not be difficult.

But if he fights back at school, his identity, which he's kept hidden for so long, will finally be exposed...

She abruptly pulled her hand back in mid-air.

She turned her head and took the blow head-on.

"Smack!"

The loud slap echoed in the classroom, and a line of blood trickled from the corner of Kumiko Yamaguchi's lips.

"Teacher Xiaomei!"

The other boys in the class stood up, grabbed chairs, and were about to rush forward.

Serizawa Tamao and Genji Takiya also squeezed in from outside the corridor.

The two were followed by dozens of delinquent teenagers from other classes, who completely blocked the front and back doors of Class 3-D.

Dozens of faces remained expressionless, and no one moved an inch in the corridor.

The security captain scoffed, "A bunch of social scum, actually think they're someone important?"

He drew his baton from his waist and tapped it twice in his palm.

"I'd like to see who dares to take a single step forward today!"

He raised his baton, gathered all his strength, and slammed it down on Sing Sing's desk.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of white light shot over, and a toothpick was embedded right into the shaft of the baton.

The captain's hand snapped open on the spot, and the baton flew out of his hand.

Everyone turned to look at the classroom door at the same time, and the delinquents blocking the corridor automatically stepped aside to make way.

Sing Sing strolled into the classroom with his hands in his pockets.

My gaze first fell on the blond-haired boy with a bruised and swollen face who was still clinging to the edge of the table, and then on the red-haired boy who was clutching his stomach and lying next to the trash can.

Finally, there was Kumiko Yamaguchi had just wiped away the blood.

"I wanted to interact with you as an ordinary student, but all I got in return was your taking advantage of me."

"Great, I'm not pretending anymore!"

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