Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 61 061.King

“In 1833, Chicago was little more than a frontier outpost, with no more than four hundred residents clustered around small military forts on the damp soil. The place was known to locals as Chikago, or the Land of Wild Garlic. "Lu Mingfei's eyes reflected the lights of the viaduct and the city, like the red flames burning the sky.

He said, "The city's rise was so sudden and shocking that many observers concluded that Chicago's rise must have been predestined by nature or God, a view that was consistent with the inevitability of American expansion and progress in the 19th century. The belief corresponds to what is known as destiny theory.”

In 1880, former Illinois Lieutenant Governor William Burrows told members of the Chicago Historical Society, "The Author of Nature chose the site of this great city."

In 1923, University of Chicago geographer J. Paul Goode said in a speech to the Chicago Geographical Society that geographical location made growth inevitable. His lecture was titled "Chicago: City of Destiny."

This is a city that is inseparable from its destiny.

This is a city that represents destiny.

Lucky, sad, tragic, tragic.

Everything is as expected here.

"Senior brother is indeed a liberal arts man." Xia Mi had little stars in his eyes.

Lu Mingfei applied to Norma to leave school, and received a response from Norma within one minute of making the application.

The school not only approved a two-day vacation for Lu Mingfei, but also opened a separate CC1000 train for Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi.

The school board took away the Seven Deadly Sins from Lu Mingfei. They accepted Lu Mingfei's love, so for some demands that were not excessive, the Gattuso family and his allies did not mind satisfying Lu Mingfei.

To this day, Lu Mingfei still firmly remembers the scene when he first came to Chicago. He can still recall every detail of that day.

He was riding in a stretched Lincoln sedan on the wide North Michigan Avenue, flanked by huge imperialist-style buildings.

Those sharp-edged stone carvings and metal nameplates are like bronze monuments containing epitaphs, engraved with the great achievements of these buildings in American history.

Once upon a time, the helpless young man was lying on the glass of the back seat of Lincoln. He was choked by the smoke of Cohiba in his mouth and coughed repeatedly, but his eyes were still wide open.

The buildings as dazzling as the crown jewels in the world's financial history cast a majestic shadow like the mountains standing in the city of Chicago.

The dim sunlight flickered on the young man's face, and he could call out the names of those buildings.

The John Hancock Center, the Aon Center, the Chicago Board of Trade, and the Sears Tower, which plunges straight into the sky like a heavy sword, are reminiscent of Babel, the tall tower built by humans in ancient times to challenge the gods.

Today, after many years, the once frightened young man once again set foot in this city, but this time he was fully armed and fearless.

When Lu Mingfei returned to Chicago, he was accompanied by the most sassy girl. He had a black Citibank card in his arms and his collar was really lined with gold.

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The hotel arranged by the college to stay was the Hyattregency Chicago. It was the same hotel where Zhong Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi stayed together some time ago. It was still the presidential suite.

But this is not because of some bullshit fate, but because this hotel is actually the property of the college.

This famous hotel is located on the bank of the Chicago River. When you look out, you can see the white cruise ship slowly passing by on the quiet river water at night. The girls wearing white gauze dresses on the bow of the ship look up at the lights of the city. The night scenery on both sides of the river was like a floating dream reflected on the rippling river. The girls' singing and the musicians' cello sound were blown into the city by the wind, which was incredibly distant.

Chicago has had the highest crime rate in the United States in recent years. Of course, Lu Mingfei would not take Xia Mi out for fun at such a time.

There are two large beds in the presidential suite. Xia Mi was taking a shower at this time. The girl's slim curves appeared faintly on the frosted glass. The orange light made the curves look hazy and alluring.

The sound of rushing water stirred Lu Mingfei's heartstrings. He leaned on the huge window sill of the presidential suite on the second floor, leaning his upper body out of the window, and the cool breeze blew through his forehead.

Occasionally, the corner of his eye turned toward the bathroom, and Xia Mi's profile was slender and beautiful. At this time, Lu Mingfei would think that a girl is probably most beautiful when she is out of the bath. She is slim and tall, with icy muscles and bones, and her skin is like gelatin, and her eyes are like peaches.

No wonder that wretched man Dong Yong secretly watched the Seventh Fairy take a bath. Lu Mingfei thought that if it were me, I wouldn't just peek, I would jump down and wash with her.

The ivy hanging outside the window casts shadows on the path, and there are girls wearing floral skirts selling carnations and roses to tourists along the river.

The girls were jumping up and down, their skin was a beautiful wheat color, and their straight and slender thighs were tight. When they looked up, they saw Lu Mingfei leaning out of the window.

Lu Mingfei waved and greeted them. The girls giggled and blew kisses, then threw the remaining clusters of roses or carnations in their hands towards the boys on the second floor.

Lu Mingfei caught a handful of them. The bright red roses were so delicate that they looked like they were just picked from the garden today. He took out a few 20 dollar bills from his pocket, folded them into squares and threw them to the girls.

The modern girls clustered together in twos and threes in the distance cheered and clapped loudly when they saw this. They stepped on the ground with their slender heels and stretched their calves into graceful arcs.

Is cheering for something called youth.

Xia Mi finished taking a bath at this time. She walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. Her waist was slender, her thighs were straight, and her long, wet hair lay casually on her shoulders.

Lu Mingfei turned his head. He was still holding the roses that the girls had just thrown up in his hands, but his eyes had already met Xia Mi's.

The girl's earlobes gradually turned a faint red. Xia Mi shyly wrapped her bath towel tightly. She threw herself on her own big bed and wrapped herself in a thin blanket.

"Senior brother, you are a pervert!" Xia Mi's voice was soft and soft. It was clearly a curse, but Lu Mingfei felt that she was acting coquettishly.

He realized that he had made a mistake and quickly looked away.

"So I just said let's rent two rooms. Anyway, it will be reimbursed by the school." Lu Mingfei said.

"So what about school reimbursement? Every point you can save is worth it." Xia Mi hummed.

When Lu Mingfei turned his head, she hid in the blanket and put on her pajamas. At this time, The Simpsons was playing on the TV. Xia Mi was sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring straight at her with her big round eyes. Lu Mingfei and the rose in his hand.

"Senior brother, you have enlightened yourself and know how to buy flowers for girls." Xia Mi said.

Lu Mingfei scratched his hair and handed the roses to Xia Mi, "Junior sister, you should have often received flowers from boys before, right?" "No, when I was studying at the High School Affiliated to Peking University, I claimed to have a boyfriend. , so few boys will give me flowers or gifts." Xia Mi stuck out her tongue.

The girl turned her attention to the TV, and within a minute she was giggling at the somewhat ironic Simpsons cartoon.

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Chicago Civic Opera.

This was once a place where power and wealth gathered. In the golden years of Chicago 60 years ago, men who could stir up troubles in politics and business gathered here every glorious night. Those majestic leaders embraced the most beautiful girls. , the most elegant music in the world is played from the hands of the musicians with the highest price, and the waiters read the names of the distinguished guests loudly with the accompaniment of cello or piano.

Today, it has become a relic of the past.

“The twenty-first century is like an oncoming tidal wave, easily shattering everything that an old guy like me is familiar with.”

Frost Gattuso is one of the only two guests here today. The other one is probably his attendant, standing quietly behind Frost.

They were exposed in the open space, as if there were strong winds and dazzling light coming from all directions, but the Gattuso family was as towering as a mountain and remained unmoved.

On the dome-shaped ceiling of the Opera House, the huge crystal chandelier dispersed all the shadows, and the light reflected the golden dome and the four walls were painted with huge ancient murals, which seemed to be "Exodus", Moses held high The scepter parted the Red Sea, as if God were personally present. The green mandala-patterned wool carpet covered the open and empty interior. The brass high chair carried Frost's weight. In front of him was a long table large enough to accommodate dozens of people dining together. , Two majestic swords crossed at the end of the long table. The tips of the swords were inserted into the long brass table, and the ends buzzed.

That's a mythical alchemical weapon.

Seven deadly sins.

Scarlet wine was rippling in the goblet in front of Frost. The lines of this aging but solemn man like a lion were like metal castings. At this time, a scarlet curtain hung on the stage, as if as long as the curtain was pulled Soon there will be a tragedy sweeping the world.

"I like this place very much. When it was a mixed-race property, we bought this opera house." Frost sighed heavily.

"We gave them a price they couldn't refuse." The waiter named Patsy bowed slightly. He is a slender and tall young man with a voice as gentle as jade. His pale golden forehead hair hangs down to cover half of his face, but even though Even from the exposed half of his face, you can see what a handsome guy he is.

"Money means nothing. The family has been waiting for that moment for a long time, and that moment is already approaching." Frost said, he drank all the strong wine in the glass and let out a happy groan, " Have they decided to return the swords in the hands of the Senate and the Laurent family to that child?”

"Yes, sir, Madam Laurent will hand over the Gluttony in her hands to Principal Angers and pass it on to Lu Mingfei on her behalf, while the rage, jealousy and anger possessed by Siegfried, Beowulf and Cadmus respectively will Laziness will gradually be sent back to Lu Mingfei through Angers," Passy said.

"Interesting," Frost said coldly, "the pedantic old era was trying to reestablish the dignity of the Senate, but they misjudged the purpose and ambition of the Gattuso family."

Fierce and majestic gold burst out from Frost's eyes, and his gaze never left the two swords that seemed to be roaring angrily.

Arrogance, greed.

"Master Caesar is the destined king. His destiny is unstoppable and is shaped like a mountain." Passy became more and more respectful.

"This is a good opportunity. The Gattuso family has been thinking carefully about how to transfer Lu Mingfei from the academy to the city of Chicago. He is only a freshman. Even the school board has no power to force freshmen to participate in tasks." Frost said leisurely.

Patsy whispered, "Fate is on our side."

"Yes, we are with the goddess of destiny." Frost leaned forward and slowly moved his neck joints, and the bones there made a clicking sound. "Everyone thinks that our purpose is the seven deadly sins. But although the ancient weapons are powerful, the Gattuso family has even more powerful weapons. Our real purpose is to prevent these seven weapons from being completely concentrated around Lu Mingfei, which will give him the ability to use bronze and fire again. The king’s alchemical realm.”

"what do you mean……"

"'Crime and Punishment', the ice sea fragment records the realm that can really kill the king." Frost said, "The king of the old era can only die in the hands of the king of the new era, and the king of the new era can only die in the hands of the king of the new era." It’s Caesar Gattuso.”

Patsy stopped answering. When the king was being discussed, servants were not qualified to express their opinions.

"We spent a long time to locate a resurrected king, and finally confirmed his human identity. Angers also understood this, and at the same time, he also knew the whereabouts of that king just like us. This is why he even used CC1000 The reason why the second train sent Lu Mingfei to Chicago, I even suspect that the old guy also came here." Frost said.

"A king?" Patsy's indifference was shattered, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Norton, the Lord of Bronze and Fire, the forger of the Seven Deadly Sins, compared to him, the two second-generation species killed by that child can only be regarded as children." Frost whispered.

He placed a photo on the long table and held it down with a goblet.

"Ronald Don, a hunter, a little man, he doesn't know that his destiny will be completely changed during this trip to Chicago. He may come to the world as the old king, or he may be sacrificed to the new king. Destiny is irresistible, and the battlefield is before us. Everyone must hold on to the sword in their hands, because when the final fate comes, we will have nothing else."

"Go, Percy, put the god-killing weapon into Caesar's hands. This is the family's opportunity, and it is also his opportunity. As long as the bullet is sent into the heart of His Majesty Norton, Caesar will become everyone's Leader." Frost waved his hand.

Patsy lifted up his golden silk-like forehead hair at this time.

The pair of pupils were exposed.

They are actually like beautiful Persian cats, one is ice blue and the other is dark gold.

But it's a bit shocking.

"There are some tourists from China who are traveling with the Dragon King for a long time. Do we need to disperse them?" he asked.

"We've already lost a lot of people on the battlefield and we don't care about a few more," Frost said.

At this time, the lights in the entire opera house were turned off one after another, and finally only the giant chandelier in the center of the dome remained.

The scarlet tomb slowly opens, and an epic performance is about to take the stage.

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