Chapter 102 Phantom Thorn

Irrelevant people?

Jason didn't believe what the student council president said.

Whether it's the overall layout in the painting or the frown of the female student council president, they all tell Jason that this 'back view' is not simple.

But he wasn't asking.

The female student council president has already made it clear 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 further ado, Jason opened the box.

A parchment appeared in the box, unfolded the parchment, and he read it carefully.

This is a brand-new parchment roll, and the tanned taste on it is still preserved.

Jason doesn't mind if it's not the original.

The relationship between the two parties is not at the level of being able to look at the precious original.

Moreover, Jason was very skeptical that after so many years, it could still be read.

After all, the old Teddy said before that the Pruss family has had a downturn, and the preservation of the heyday is naturally worry-free, but there may be a downturn.

But this has nothing to do with Jason.

He only needs to confirm that the secret technique in his hand is real.

Prussian Forging Technique!

At the very beginning of the scroll, the name of the secret technique is written.

"Named by family name?"

Jason was a little surprised.

Such a secret technique should be the core secret technique of the family.

Seeing Jason's surprise, the student council president who was standing beside him naturally guessed what Jason was thinking.

"Do not worry."

"It's not the core secret technique of our family."

"Don't forget the morning sun."

The female student council president said.

Is the core of the morning light forging technique?

Jason thought about it, and then, adjusting his breathing, no longer distracted, and began to concentrate on reading.

He read it through first, then read it carefully.

Then, comparing with [Griffin Body Refinement], I quickly found the difference. [Griffin Body Refinement] is characterized by adhering to the ferocity and dexterity of its own faction, while [Pruss Body Refinement] has only one Features: Defense!

Make your skin, muscles, bones, and even internal organs more resistant.

There is a breathing method for sitting, lying and walking, but what makes Jason puzzled is that whether he is sitting, lying, or walking, the [Pruss Body Refinement Technique] is always crawling.

This made Jason frown again, looking at the female student council president who stayed aside, obviously to explain his doubts.

However, this time, the female student council president shook his head.

"Do not ask me."

"I have no idea."

"I haven't practiced."

The female student council president said bluntly.

"[Prius Body Forging Technique] not only requires extremely high talent, but also women are not suitable for [Prius Body Forging Technique]."

The female student council president then explained.

Then, the female student council president paused, and after a little hesitation, spoke again.

"I suggest you change to a secret technique."

"[Prius Body Forging Technique] is not only difficult to get started, but even more difficult to improve. It requires a variety of precious medicines as an aid to achieve a considerable level."

"Moreover, even if it reaches 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 council president looked at Jason.

But Jason shook his head again.

"I'm very talented."

Jason replied.

The female student council president glared, and her breathing became short again.

"what ever."

After leaving such a sentence, the female student council president did not say another word after that.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Jason recited it several times in silence, and when he found that there was nothing missing, he raised his hand and put the parchment into the box and exchanged it for the female student council president.

Without any questions, the female student council president who took the box turned and went upstairs.

Jason was waiting again while silently deepening his impression.

But his eyes were involuntarily placed on the oil painting.

Or to be more precise, on the 'back'.

His thoughts spread out involuntarily.

What does that person look like?

Was that giant sword exaggerated?

What's going on inside that huge cyst?

One question after another appeared in Jason's mind.

And as such doubts appeared, his heart involuntarily accelerated its beating speed.

Boom!

dong dong dong!

It's just that Jason didn't realize it, he was still thinking.

until……

Broken heart!

boom!

A muffled sound resounded in Jason's chest, and severe pain spread throughout his body.

He came back to God in an instant.

Then, he saw the dagger stuck in his chest.

A man in a camouflage uniform with oil paint on his face was holding the dagger, and he kept turning the dagger while showing Jason a cruel smile.

The female student council president who had returned was already in a coma at this moment.

"Jason?"

"Sure enough, for someone with post-traumatic stress syndrome like you, some small means are the best means."

The dagger-wielder said softly.

Then, the opponent who held the winning ticket sighed slightly.

"It's a pity that you had the opportunity to join us."

"But, you gave up."

"You chose death."

"I will bring your head back to pay homage to those little cubs."

"Of course."

"You will not be lonely, and people related to you will be treated the same way."

"correct!"

"Edward! That annoying Edward!"

"He's the first after you!"

The other party seemed to be talkative, talking raggedly.

A strange twist appeared on his painted face.

It was as if he was holding back from speaking, but he couldn't help it.

But there are solutions.

Jason lowered his head and looked at each other coldly.

The talkative opponent did not notice such stares at all.

In the eyes of the other party, Jason is a dead person.

Therefore, when the wide-blade and short-handled machete swept across the neck, the other party's surprise, the disbelief in his eyes almost turned into reality.

thump!

The man with the dagger fell to the ground, and quickly lost his voice.

Jason pulled out the dagger inserted in his chest, the wound on his chest quickly recovered, and the blood stained on the dagger quickly dried up and lost its vitality.

Ding.

Jason threw the dagger on the ground, carefully inspected the attacker, and after confirming that the other party was dead, he picked up the shotgun, pistol, magazine, grenade, etc. on the other party's body, and then woke up the girl student who was knocked out. long.

"what!"

"Be careful!"

The female student council president who had just woken up let out an exclamation before falling into a coma.

Because her exclamation stopped abruptly.

She saw the body on the ground.

Then, the name of the corpse was called directly.

"'Phantom Thorn'!"

With this exclamation, the female student council president immediately looked at Jason in amazement.

You must know that the 'Phantom Thorn' is not one of the trainees of the 'Ghost Squad', but one of the full members in the true sense.

Moreover, even in the 'Ghost Squad', the opponent is the most troublesome member.

Because the opponent is good at assassination.

The 'Ghost Squad', which has been in the crisis of mission failure several times, relies on the assassination of the other party to make a comeback.

Even, in some respects, the 'phantom thorn' is the danger that the Prous family is most worried about.

But now, the 'phantom thorn' was killed by Jason.

While the female student council president was relieved, a sense of unreality suddenly rose in her heart.

In this battle, the Dawn Pruss family finally regained 10%.

"thanks."

The female student council president said so.

Then, push the door out.

But he was stopped by Jason.

Jason pulled the female student council president back, and with the shotgun he had just held in his hand, he pulled the trigger in the direction of the door—

boom!