Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

"I reject!"

In Italy, in the hillside castle of the Gattuso family, a handsome young man who looks like a Greek sculpture is sitting on a single sofa, with his hands on the armrests of the sofa, his hair as dazzling as gold is spread behind him, and his white shirt is half unbuttoned. , you can vaguely see the strong chest muscles.

The young man's sea-blue eyes were filled with a touch of coldness, his gaze was emotionless, and his head was slightly tilted back as if the emperor was looking down at his subjects: "Why?"

"Caesar, now is not the time for you to lose your temper." Opposite the young man, Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family, was holding a scepter with a gloomy expression on his face.

With sharp eyes like a falcon, he stared at the young man in front of him who had high hopes from the Gattuso family. Frost's tone was extremely serious:

"I know you like excitement, extreme sports, and arouse the nerves of everyone who cares about you, but this time is different from the past. Our partners in China have been killed and injured due to various accidents, and the elites sent by the family to China to assist have also been killed. Life and death are unknown and the whole army is suspected to have been wiped out, and you still want to travel to China during this special period. Am I usually too gentle or are you in a rebellious stage?!"

After saying a long series of words, the middle-aged man who controlled the Gattuso family sat on the leather sofa and pinched his eyebrows. It was obvious that he had been troubled by various things in the past month and his mood had never been better. There are more wrinkles on my face and more gray hair on my head.

There was no way around it. Things happened to the two most important partners of the Gattuso family one after another. The Chen family, which was most involved, was uprooted. No major member of the family was spared. As a result, many of their cooperations were completely terminated, resulting in losses of hundreds of millions. All the elite members of the family sent to assist also went in.

Even a wealthy family like Gattuso, who has a wealth of hundreds of millions, also feels a sense of heartache.

Frost had already been worried about family matters, but now that he heard Gattuso's future head of the family offered to go to China to die, he didn't faint from high blood pressure on the spot, which was already a sign of his cultivation of character.

The corners of the blond boy named Caesar's mouth were slightly raised, his body was slightly tilted, and his left hand was half-clenched against his chin. His expression was a bit taunting, but his eyes were like a lion showing its fangs and roaring angrily:

"Oh, I just want to see if the fiancée you prepared for me has disappeared or is really dead."

Frost, who was trying to suppress his anger, turned his eyes hard when he heard this. He suddenly turned to look at the secretary who was waiting beside him. Just when he was about to order a thorough investigation of who had leaked this important secret, he heard Caesar on the other side say leisurely:

"What, who are you going to kill this time in the name of doing good for me? Do you need me to tell you his name?"

As soon as Frost said this, the words he was holding in his throat were blocked. He returned his gaze to Caesar and carefully looked at the young man who had gradually revealed his imperial aura. A trace of relief and sadness flashed in his eyes. .

Instead of arguing with the boy about whether the family was really for his own good, Frost just stood up with his scepter, and his close-fitting suit made him stand tall and tall:

"Caesar, I hope you can understand that family has never been a rope that restricts your free flight. We will fulfill your wishes at all costs, but sometimes your choice may not be the right one, so we need to guide you."

"I've heard too many of these general principles, are there no new words?" The blond boy tilted his head and showed disdain. Since he was a child, these old antiques have been trying to brainwash him, trying to make him know about Cato. The Suo family paid so much for him, but they never cared about what he lost.

"..." Frost stared at the boy's prejudiced face, and after a few seconds of silence he sighed: "Your Dodge Tomahawk is in the garage, please be careful when driving."

"You don't need to remind me." The young man's eyes lit up when he heard this, but the expression on his face did not change at all. After the uncle who replaced his scumbag father to take charge of the Gattuso family left, he slowly got up and walked towards his room. go.

Since the members of the Gattuso family sent to China have received bad news one after another, the acting head of the family has forced a suspension of all Caesar's dangerous entertainment activities, whether it is speed and competition on the mountainous road with his falcon Anthony. Passionate contests, or riding the waves with a surfboard, are strictly prohibited.

Frost even knew that he would not be obedient, so he sent people to remove all the motorcycles in his garage while he was sleeping. In order to allow him to stay in the castle and not run around, he also brought him some damaged motorcycles. Video games and comics featuring the Gattuso family.

Although Caesar did not resist these and even found them quite interesting, he had been trained as Gattuso's future emperor since he was a child. How could he be satisfied with this small pastime.

Just as no one could stop Julius Caesar from conquering, no one could stop Caesar Gattuso from his determination to pursue freedom.

So by a chance collision, he learned the secrets hidden by the old antiques in his family, and regained his freedom on this condition.

A famous Chinese writer once said a philosophical saying: "Human temperament always likes to compromise. If you want to open a window in a room of people, everyone will not agree, but if you want to lift the roof, , others will agree to you opening the window."

Caesar believed it deeply and had the courage to put it into practice, with remarkable results.

Still not wearing any protective gear, the blond boy walked to the garage with his head held high and saw his beloved concubines at a glance.

Harley Fat House, Dodge Tomahawk, MTT Turbine Super Motorcycle Y2K... These motorcycle circles in the garage are all wild in shape and have sharp lines. They are men's favorites and rare treasures.

Reaching out and caressing the concubines, the blond boy had a look of doting on his face, and then he seemed to have thought of something and said contemptuously: "A bunch of old antiques will always only know the family. You should take care of the business of passing on the family line. "

Climbing aboard the MTT turbine super motorcycle Y2K, which looks like a black panther, Caesar turned the key and then squeezed the clutch to gradually wake up the beast from its slumber.

"Boom -" Turn the accelerator, and a low and wild roar sounded in the underground garage. This extremely fast motorcycle produced by Marine Turbine Technology Company of Louisiana has the same engine as the Bell Helicopter as its engine. The speed can reach 365km/h. Riding it will give you an ultimate romance that transcends life and death and ignores everything.

The garage door slowly rose, and the sunlight outside the castle gradually spread and lit up the darkness inside.

The sea breeze blowing from outside the door ruffled Caesar's hair. He released the accelerator and reached out to stroke his blond hair, which was as bright as the sun. The sarcasm in his eyes flashed away, followed by boundless confidence and heroism: "Woman, It will only affect my racing speed!”

"boom--!!!"

The deafening roar of the engine detonated the silence in the garage, and in the blink of an eye, Caesar and the MTT turbine super motorcycle Y2K under his crotch flew out like cannonballs.

…

"boom!"

The violent collision of fists and chins resounded through the woods. The bruised Lu Mingfei jumped up high with his upper body naked, his muscles all over his body were bulging, veins popped out in his arms, and he clenched his right fist and raised it to the sky.

In front of him, the red-haired beast-eared boy Seti, who had been suppressed for half a month, jumped into the air and leaned back. A few strands of blood spilled from his mouth, and some even splashed in the air to form blood beads due to the strong force.

Seti's originally arrogant and unruly eyes were a little distracted at the moment. The moment Lu Mingfei's full blow hit his chin, he felt as if he had been hit hard on the back of the head with a fire stick, and he lost control of his body. .

"Dang——" The red-haired boy's strong body fell to the ground. His body was covered in bruises and he felt such clear pain for the first time. It was only a little bit worse than when his bastard father quietly left and his mother secretly left behind him. My heart aches when I shed tears.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha~"

Seti laughed and looked at Lu Mingfei, who also fell to the ground, and asked loudly: "That punch just now was very good, what's the point?"

Lu Mingfei panted heavily, feeling excited for the victory that had finally come, but he had no energy to celebrate anymore. He just said with a dry throat: "Huh... this fist is called the Black Dragon's Eighteen Hands Demon Change Shenglong Fist." ."

"Good punch." Seti praised, resisting the dizziness coming from his brain, gritted his teeth and insisted:

"I recognize your strength."

After saying that, he finally couldn't help but fell into a faint.