Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 79 078.Chicago

"I have a Ferrari that has been modified by the equipment department. It can easily increase the speed to 200 per hour. However, it is an express train after all and is not suitable for traveling on slippery rainy and snowy days, so I asked the college to dispatch the train. "Ange said. He was neatly dressed. His black suit and black coat were straight and narrow, making him look tall and straight, like a young man in his twenties or thirties, full of vitality, strong and healthy.

The CC1000 train is the exclusive train of Cassel College. It usually stops in the locomotive depot of the Chicago train station, always ready to accept the call of the college.

Only the people with the highest authority can call this express train alone. These people are the president, department heads, tenured professors and members of the school board. However, in the college's authority classification system, the authority of S-level students is equivalent to a "black card". ”, enjoy the same or even higher permissions as the above-mentioned groups.

Lu Mingfei yawned. He had a late-night snack with Fingel last night and went to bed at two o'clock in the morning to brag. He got up at seven o'clock today. His current mental state is not very good.

He was woken up by Norma. The artificial intelligence butler bluntly said that he had helped Lu Mingfei cancel all activities for the past two days, and said that Principal Angers was already waiting at the train station, which gave Lu Mingfei no time to even take a bite.

"Why can't we leave later." Lu Mingfei muttered. He was brushing his teeth, washing his face, and tidying up in the private bathroom nearby.

The breakfast cart has been placed at the door of the private room, and two black dresses are hanging on the door.

They are a double-breasted and satin-trimmed tuxedo with a peaked lapel collar, and a morning coat with a peaked lapel collar and pure wool texture. They are all elegant dresses that still maintain the Victorian tailoring style.

"It's pure wool. I didn't see the logo. It's probably purely handmade. It costs a lot of money, right?" Lu Mingfei touched his morning coat and admired it. He thought that an aristocratic school is an aristocrat, and he will give it to the students for every event he attends. Spend your money to buy this good stuff.

"Elizabeth specially ordered it for you in a 130-year-old tailor shop in London. It cost a total of forty-three thousand pounds." Angers shrugged.

"Who?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, who was that?

"Elizabeth Laurent, the one who supports me on the school board and is also your supporter, is a very beautiful girl. She told me that she wanted to have dinner with you." Angers laughed heartily.

Lu Mingfei leaned back tactically.

Both dresses were obviously made according to Lu Mingfei's figure, and they fit every part after putting them on.

According to Angers, it was Norma who gave Lu Mingfei's physical parameters to Miss Laurent.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Lu Mingfei felt for a few moments as if he had returned to the ancient Victorian era. The thick fog covered the lower parts of the stone buildings, revealing the rugged spiers above, which could be seen everywhere on the street. A black vintage car puffing out steam.

But it's really pretty.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows and smiled again. When he did this, he looked very energetic and handsome. He could barely be regarded as having sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

He did some classic James Bond poses. Angers said later that he was very handsome, but we were almost at the station and Mingfei had to pack up quickly.

Lu Mingfei then put on his morning coat and pulled out a sharp weapon from the lining of the bloated down jacket he took off.

Seven Deadly Sins. Lust.

It was a ribbed weapon, only fifty centimeters long with the handle, so it was easy to conceal.

Many people think that this kind of weapon is only used to commit suicide by disemboweling yourself. In fact, this is not the case. The real meaning of Richa is to break armor and kill with the light and shadow of the sword. This kind of close-fitting and hidden weapon can sometimes work wonders.

Ange was quite dumbfounded as he watched Lu Mingfei fix Lu Mingfei against his spine, so that he could only stand and sit upright like a gun, but the cold murderous intention emanated from every finger of the boy. It even penetrates every inch of skin.

"It's a good thing to be vigilant..." Angers covered his face.

In fact, he also brought a weapon, the folding knife that cut the tendons of Norton's right hand during the battle, the blade soaked with the Philosopher's Stone, and the dangerous dragon-slaying sword.

Lu Mingfei touched his hair and felt a little embarrassed, "I'm used to it, I'm used to it, but I guess I won't need that thing."

He put on his velvet coat and followed Ange out.

The side door of the Chicago train leads to a long and narrow path. There are walls of snow on both sides of the road. The wind and snow have stopped. The sun hangs low above the horizon, and the sunlight fills the edge of the sky.

The black Lincoln was parked on the side of the road, and the driver's window was rolled down, revealing the face of a young man with no expression and wearing sunglasses.

This face once caused the girls to scream in Shilan Middle School.

I also had a similar experience at Kassel College.

Because he is...

"Senior brother?" Lu Mingfei was shocked.

"Get in the car." Chu Zihang's face was expressionless. It seemed that the air conditioner was blowing too much.

"Zihang happened to be on a mission in Chicago a few days ago. He was originally scheduled to return to the academy in the early morning, but I stayed temporarily. He happened to go to the event with us."

Lu Mingfei got into the passenger seat, while the principal sat in the back seat.

"Senior brother, you also brought a knife." Lu Mingfei was delighted.

The long knife named Murasame was inserted into the umbrella slot next to Chu Zihang. The knife was placed in a long black bag, with only the metal handle exposed. He is like a lone killer.

"The mission requires it." Chu Zihang was still so calm, and he would never use two sentences if he could solve it in one sentence.

The destination is a suburban manor, simple and elegant. Standing in front of this building will make people feel like they have stepped back in time sixty years.

Men in black morning coats politely opened the car door, and immediately poked out their slender wrists wearing long white velvet gloves from the car. A smart silver watch was worn outside the gloves. The men held the hand, Gently pulling out the modern girl wrapped in mink fur and veiled, her slender heels stepped on the ground, and her calves stretched out in a graceful arc.

This is a gathering of a certain upper class where the number of people is limited to a certain range.

Usually at such gatherings, people rarely talk about business, and their appreciation and understanding of entertainment and art far outweigh the pursuit of money.

There were even white peacocks raised inside the manor. For a moment, Lu Mingfei felt that he was probably going to visit a member of the British royal family.

The stooped old man was wearing a traditional American morning dress. He stood in front of the manor and shook hands with the guests one by one, looking like a host.

There was no security check here, so Chu Zihang just carried the knife bag in. On the contrary, Lu Mingfei hid it, which was a bit redundant.

Many people knew Angers, young or old, and one by one the men came up to chat with him.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized, no wonder there was no need for security checks here.

This is a dragon's nest!

What kind of idiot would come here to cause trouble?

There were also many people who knew Lu Mingfei, but he and Chu Zihang were standing side by side, both of them had cold faces and looked like two murderous idiots. In fact, not many people dared to come up and say hello.

"Brother, do you know where this place is?" Lu Mingfei lowered his voice.

The principal disappeared shortly after entering the manor. To be honest, as the owner of Time Zero, if the principal wanted to leave quietly, no one would be able to find out.

"I don't know, but the old man at the door, he is Henkel, the leader of the North American mixed-race general." Chu Zihang has been in the North American Executive Department all year round, and he knows the situation here well.

Probably because they arrived too late, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang had already missed a lot of things. At this time, morning activities, or daytime activities, were beginning in the manor.

It turned out to be one table after another.

Under the brilliant crystal chandelier, the card game has already begun, and waitresses as beautiful as dolls shuttle back and forth, serving lobster sashimi and champagne to the guests.

There is also strong vodka on the table next to you. In addition, you can also see brandy, Laobaigan, and even things like Red Star Erguotou. The bartender is always ready to make a cocktail that suits your taste. The wall behind him is covered with crystals. The wine glass reflects brilliant light.

Under the crimson curtain, the guests chatted softly, the girls' eye makeup with sequins, and the boys' family crest rings, all sparkling more than crystals.

Yingying and Yanyan were sitting at the table playing cards. When they saw Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, they gave them a wink and blew a kiss.

Chu Zihang didn't squint his eyes, while Lu Mingfei was trembling.

They walked up to the bartender, and Lu Mingfei tapped the table with the index finger of his right hand, "Please give me a martini, and give Mr. Chu a glass of hot milk."

He doesn't know much about cocktails, but he knows about martinis because he saw 007 drinking this drink.

Chu Zihang took the extra large cup of hot milk from the bartender's hand with a dark face, and continued to stand side by side with Lu Mingfei with a dark face.

Lu Mingfei wandered around the hall with a martini. This place was much bigger than what he saw at first glance. The designer who participated in the construction of this place must have been a master of space utilization. Every door opened was a completely different interior.

Kitchen, arcade, basketball court, etc.

There is even a maid cafe. When the boys walked in, girls dressed in Lolita immediately came up to them and said welcome back the master. Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang were surrounded by colorful and delicate girls, with clothes on their faces and collars. They were all covered with lip marks, so they had no choice but to run away.

This feast is truly incredible and can satisfy all human desires. You can make any request you can think of to any person or object you see.

The North American mixed-race's style and sophistication almost blinded Chu Zihang, the rich second generation of China.

As for Lu Mingfei, a poor second generation, his eyes were fucking burned out.

The two came to a gambling table and sat down. Before entering, Angers gave each of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang a Citibank black card supplementary card. In theory, they could use the principal's credit unlimitedly. point.

The table is full of handsome young people. The boys are holding cigars and the girls are wearing ten-centimeter high heels. Everyone looks like a crown prince or princess of a certain country. Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, who don’t have many decorations on their bodies. It seems a little out of place.

They are playing blackjack. The player's goal is to get closer to 21 than the dealer's card, but not exceed it. It is very simple and fast. Each hand will push pure gold chips worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars. to the winner.

A certain German girl in a black dress and black hair was so lucky that the other guests were completely suppressed. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but applaud her.

The girl looked at him with charming eyes, raised her skirt and greeted Lu Mingfei with court etiquette. This man was probably a descendant of a royal family living in America.

Lu Mingfei smiled, and he and Chu Zihang looked at each other.

The senior brother immediately understood and left with a long knife. The cold-faced killer should do the job of the cold-faced killer. He would search every room here and memorize every passage. Neither Chu Zihang nor Lu Mingfei were used to fighting. Prepare for battle.

In fact, they have fought many similar battles. Many of them seemed to have won, but in the end they found that they had lost everything.

The atmosphere of the gambling game was very relaxed, and millions of dollars were squandered around as if the money was worthless.

Soon another young man with a flamingo-like hairstyle came to the gaming table. His card skills were surprisingly good, and he cut off the girl's winning streak with one move, and everyone around him cheered.

But the girl is not angry. It seems that hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars are just small things that can be thrown away to her.

Lu Mingfei thinks about the evil capitalism.

In fact, the principal's black card can also allow him to squander like this, but the old guy definitely doesn't want to receive a gambling bill worth tens of millions when he goes back.

Lu Mingfei never believed in his luck.

He didn't trust Chu Zihang either.

The young waitress came behind Lu Mingfei, leaned over and spoke in Lu Mingfei's ear, blowing like a orchid, "Hello Mr. Lu, the owner here would like to invite you to chat for a few words."

Lu Mingfei's eyes narrowed slightly.

The owner here is Henkel, the leader of North American mixed-race society.

But he didn't refuse.

A war was destined to come and he had to fight for more forces to participate in it.

Lu Mingfei followed the beautiful girl into a room with only a sofa and curtains. A rickety old man named Henkel sat under the oil painting depicting the scenery of Chicago in 1950.

Before he entered the house, he saw Chu Zihang quietly following behind him, and now he was probably holding his hand on the handle of the knife, ready to rush in at any time.

He regards Lu Mingfei as his younger brother. Although Lu Mingfei is probably much stronger than him now, the elder brother is born to protect his younger brother, no matter whether the younger brother is strong or not.

Lu Mingfei sat down opposite the old man. The girl left quietly and locked the door on her way out.

There was an inexplicable smile on Henkel's face. He stared at Lu Mingfei closely, staring into those dark eyes. About half a minute later, Henkel nodded slightly, "Sure enough, there is a lion hidden in his eyes." Boy," he said.

"Have you ever asked the lion for his opinion when you said this?" Lu Mingfei smiled, he didn't mind making some small jokes.

He looked playful and smiling, but in fact there was great caution hidden in his eyes.

Being able to become a leader-like figure in a mixed-race society, Henkel is more than just an ordinary bad old man.

There is no shame in being wary of such a person.