Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

The next morning, Professor Guderian came to No. 304, District 1 early.

"The address of the trial has been changed, and it has been changed to a gymnasium." Professor Guderian said: "Principal Angers changed the address. I heard that there were too many students who signed up to participate in the trial, so it was held in a gymnasium that can accommodate all students."

"There was a hasty meeting this morning. Although there were a few objections, the professors still passed the proposal. Remember to sort out your appearance in the afternoon. I will be waiting for you downstairs at 1:30." Professor Guderian hurriedly said Ran away again.

Fingel also ran out, saying he was going to make a banner for Lu Mingfei.

Only then did Lu Mingfei find out that he was actually the head of the Student Union's News Department, commanding a bunch of juniors and dominating the college's forum.

Lu Mingfei suddenly thought of the marriage announcement, and just as he was about to ask his senior brother, his burly body disappeared.

Lu Mingfei was a little nervous at the thought of being stared at by all the students and professors in the school. He stood in front of the bathroom mirror, arranging his clothes and combing his hair neatly.

Old Tang yawned and stepped off the train. He had arrived in Chicago. The mission location was in a very remote place. There was no train going there. He could only rent a motorcycle and ride on the mountain road.

The secret document bag was tied to the chest underwear with a rope. There were two plastic bags placed in the green leather mailbox. One was sealed with tape, and the other was open and contained a black card.

He bumped around on the train all night, found a place to eat a hot dog, drank another Coke, and then went to a car rental shop to rent a second-hand motorcycle.

So far, nothing unexpected has happened, it is just a normal outing.

The employer said that the place was very strictly controlled, with armed security guards, and he needed to use a black card to prove his identity. As long as he took out the card, they would let him pass.

Old Tang distressedly took out a crumpled Franklin from his wallet and handed it to the owner of the car rental shop. This included the deposit. He rented the motorcycle for two days.

Putting on the helmet, the engine roared, he had Bluetooth headphones on his ears, and the map app provided by his employer was quite easy to use. He could be given voice directions at any time, and he didn't have to stop for a while to look at road signs or maps.

The exhaust from the motorcycle flew out from the punching bags on both sides of the rear wheel, and the dust was blown up by the fierce wind, traveling thousands of miles away.

After he left, a beautiful woman with a good figure and a black leather jacket appeared from behind the door of the car rental shop. The boss was very respectful to the woman, but the woman paid no attention to the middle-aged boss. Instead, she took out a satellite phone and dialed Number.

A few minutes later, a black helicopter appeared from the clear sky. The woman grabbed the rope ladder thrown from the plane and disappeared into the sky with the helicopter.

During lunch time, Lu Mingfei didn't want to go out and be watched by people. When he returned to the dormitory from the cafeteria yesterday, a bunch of people lined up to ask for his autograph, causing traffic jams. Fortunately, he was agile and managed to do it with a handkerchief covering his face. Squeezed out of the crowd.

Anyway, there will be a super rich second generation treat tonight, so he won't have lunch.

Fingel said that no one dared to cause trouble at Caesar's dinner, and he could enjoy the high-end buffet to his heart's content, but Caesar's invitation to him must be to persuade him to join the student union.

Lu Mingfei hasn't figured out how to deal with it yet. Although Fingel said that Caesar is not the kind of man who cares about small things, he has a short tongue. He has to have a heart-to-heart chat with the student union boss for a while, and he can't leave others alone. On the side, just eating.

Lu Mingfei turned on his computer and prepared to play a game. At this moment, his phone rang again, and the caller's nickname was: "Old Tang."

"Hello, call in." Lu Mingfei picked up the phone and said.

This poor guy called him, and he could only think of this reason.

"What the hell!" Old Tang's proud voice came, "Are you free these days? I'm traveling to Chicago. I'm going to treat you this time and take you to McDonald's to have fun."

Old Tang was sitting in a canteen eating instant noodles. There was actually a canteen on the edge of a deep mountain road.

The lush woods are under the guardrail, and the mountain road has 18 bends. There are some cyclists around to eat with him. The prices at the canteen are very cheap, and there are no deceptive prices in tourist areas.

However, the appearance of the canteen is a bit simple. It is just made of a few blue-painted light steel sheets. Hot dogs and snacks are placed on wooden shelves. There is only a small boss guarding the stall. Hot water is provided in electric kettles and mineral water bottles. The water is now boiling.

It's hard to do any business these days. This place will probably leak if it rains. I really don't know how the little boss can purchase goods. He rode a motorcycle all morning to get to this location. Could it be that he used a helicopter?

No, no, it's so remote here. It's estimated that few people come here. One purchase should be enough for more than half a month.

"Hey, you are so arrogant, did you win the lottery?" Lu Mingfei's voice came from the old mobile phone on the small table.

"Absolutely." Old Tang took a sip of instant noodles. "Brother is eating pasta in a high-end restaurant. It's a pity that you're not here, otherwise he would definitely take you to taste fresh black truffles."

"Hey, it tastes so good." He picked up the corn sausage and took a bite, chewing it.

"Come on." Lu Mingfei opened the class schedule and looked at it. The day after tomorrow is Saturday, which means he will have no classes the night after tomorrow. On Monday, he won't have "Introduction to Dragon Family Genealogy" until the afternoon.

Kassel College is located deep in the mountains and old forests, but it is not a desolate area without roads. As long as you have a car, you can drive out by yourself. Although it takes a long time to drive, Lu Mingfei has not yet taken the driver's license test. He typed on QQ on the computer. Zi asked Fingel if there was any way to get out.

"Didn't Caesar lose his Bugatti Veyron to you when you were free? If you want to go out and have fun, I can be your driver." Fingel made a grinning expression, "But I can't If you don’t have money to play, you have to provide food and accommodation.”

"Old Tang said he was treating a guest." Lu Mingfei typed.

Lu Mingfei knew Old Tang's character. He and Old Tang played many times on the game channel during the summer vacation.

Old Tang is a person who attaches great importance to strategy. When playing StarCraft, if his troops are not strong enough to crush him and find out the opponent's intelligence, then he will not attack rashly. He likes development very much and does not like taking risks. He will not attack once Invest all your forces.

It means that he is not a pushy person, and he will not forcefully empty his wallet to treat his brothers to dinner in order to save face.

He said he wanted to invite Lu Mingfei and Fingel to eat at McDonald's, which probably meant that he was prepared to pay for Michelin meals.

Good guy, did he go rob a bank and really win the lottery? Salted fish turns over and becomes the master?

Lu Mingfei told Old Tang on the phone: "I will be free the day after tomorrow. We can drive out at night."

"OK, let's discuss the address in advance then." Old Tang hung up the phone.

Lu Mingfei opened the web page and entered "Bugatti Veyron". He didn't know what kind of car it was yet, but since it was a second-generation rich car, it was certainly not cheap, and he didn't know how to drive it. When eating the buffet in the evening, he could Find an excuse to return the car to Caesar, and then you can drive away without any psychological burden.