"What the hell are you trying to say?" The mustachioed young man glared at Lu Mingfei, "Don't the students of the Kassel Academy even understand the most basic courtesy?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Lu Mingfei covered his mouth and said, "I didn't mean to laugh at you, in fact, this speech of yours on history is wonderful, fully reflects everything you see from a higher perspective, human beings fight endlessly, die like ants, and you won't feel pain, because blood can't be splashed on your body, so great people don't care about the death of some people, they call it the inevitability of history."

"But let me think about what I'm going to say." Lu Mingfei stretched out his finger and tapped his temple, "Oh, by the way, are you worthy?"

Without waiting for the mustache to attack, Lu Mingfei followed closely and said, "You are here to talk about the future, you are proud of your bloodline, and think that this is a sign of your superiority, then don't you know that the only difference between you and humans in the eyes of the pure-blood dragon clan is only the bloodline with defects? How inferior you should be when you talk about dragons, and how arrogant you are when you talk about humans, and how much you dare to say anything new about dragons, as far as your poor incomplete bloodline is, what a big joke!"

"People with unyielding faith died heroically on the battlefield, one after another, and the people who fantasized about the authority of the dragon clan are talking about history here? Are you worthy?" Lu Mingfei said contemptuously, "I've never seen such a brazen person!"

"You!" The bearded young man pointed at Lu Mingfei, trembling with anger, his eyes burst out, and his golden pupils were ignited.

"What are you!" Not to be outdone, Lu Mingfei glared back, "You're going to use your yellow eyes from the dragon clan to deal with me? Would you like to inquire about whose yellow eyes I feared?"

The young man was already out of his anger, but the next moment he was sitting in a high-backed chair, and he looked around blankly, not knowing what was going on, but the next moment he did not dare to move, because a familiar humming sound came from behind the chair.

The song is the aria "The Magic of the Rhine Gold" from Wagner's musical "The Ring of the Nibelungen", which tells the story of Alberich the dwarf who admires the magic of gold at the bottom of the Rhine, but is mercilessly ridiculed by the three goddesses, and the enraged Alberrich steals the gold and casts it into a ring of power, and is doomed to lose his happiness.

The man hummed the song, perhaps mocking him for being nothing more than a thief intent on stealing gold, but it didn't matter, what mattered was that the person humming the song was Ange.

Ange spun a folding knife in his hand and withdrew it into his pocket, as the young man's short, well-trimmed beard fell to the ground, and the young man could almost hear a small crack in the skin of his face, and then the hole spread, across the entire face, and blood lines slowly appeared.

"I wanted to give you a beard when you first spoke." Ange smiled, "But I'm not good at it, and since I'm bleeding, I don't need to charge it."

"Hey, Ange, don't be angry with the kid." Henkel said lightly.

"You know I'm an educator," Ange lit a cigar, "and seeing that crooked young people always want to educate, Henkel also suggests that you teach your children more simple life lessons, at least to show them that the Wall Street set doesn't apply to outlaws who lick blood from the knife edge."

"The academy is full of good boys, but I don't know who will survive and who will die in the end, and someone has to take responsibility for their lives, and that person is me." Ange pointed to himself, "If you want to make an offer with me, you must first understand who I am, don't tell me anything about the 'new dragons', I promise to be responsible for their sacrifice with the complete destruction of the dragons, so all dragons, whether born or pretentious, are my enemies!"

"Of course, you can continue to say this, so that when I want to destroy you, I won't need to find another reason." Ange patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and pushed the door out.

Lu Mingfei nodded to everyone, smiled gently, and then left after Ange.

The main lord is gone, leaving only a dead silence in the room, the young people here are all excellent half-race family heirs, they are a new generation of mixed-race elites, their five senses are more acute than ordinary people,

But they didn't see the scene of Ange's move, his actions seemed to have been cut off for a while, no one knew when he moved his hand, no one knew when he would stop, and in that strange disappearance, one of them lost the artist's mustache that had been carefully groomed for many years.

Ange stole for a while, and during that time, he had shaved a mustache, and since he could shave his beard, how many knives could he make? No one knew, they only knew that Ange was enough to kill everyone present!

Henkel took out a handkerchief and soaked it in an ice bucket, handing it to the injured young man: "Wipe your face." It's okay, I didn't expect you to make any deal with him. This time it was mainly to probe his tone. You're doing a good job."

"Yes, yes." The young man took the handkerchief and put it on his face, still drowning in the panic of Fang Cai.

"It seems that it is still a bit impulsive to rush to propose cooperation, and the secret party has shown a rather resistant attitude." Another young man pondered.

"That's not necessarily, the Kassel Academy must be in need of help, with their strength alone, the price to pay to challenge the Four Great Monarchs is too great, and the chances of victory are too small." Henkel looked at the young man who had lost his mustache, "But remember this lesson, in front of Hilbert Jean Angers, it is not a problem to talk about conditions and joke, but pay attention to his bottom line and don't try to challenge."

"The bottom line?"

"Don't talk lightly about their sacrifices." With some difficulty, Henkel stood up, pulled open the drawer, pulled out two old golden revolvers, and unloaded them.

The young people looked at each other, and they knew that their attitude towards Angers was not cautious enough, this alchemy revolver named "Texas Dawn" once wrote the history of the half-race with Henkel, and now Henkel is the leader of the half-breed family with a transcendent status, and has long since stopped using force, but he is still in a state of arms when meeting Angers.

"I can't help but be vigilant in the face of him. I am about the same age as him, I am dying of old age, and he is over a hundred and thirty years old and still alive like a young man, because his heart still burns with strong desires." Henkel sighed softly, "Angers' desire is...... Revenge, over the years, his desire for revenge has not only not diminished in the slightest, but has become more and more intense with more and more sacrifices, enveloping his whole heart. He's a monster born for revenge now."

"Then we'll ...... Forget it?" A young man asked.

"We can wait and see for a while, after all, we still have a basis for negotiations with Angers. In order to put an end to a century-old hatred, Ange may agree to any conditions." Henkel looked at the door where Ange left and smiled, "Besides, there is that Frost guy behind him who has been pushing him, I really hope that Frost will squeeze him out more, so that Ange can be forced to our side."

Henkel walked over to the wall and tapped lightly: "Angers is gone, you can come out."

A small red door hidden in the wall opened, and a man walked out without a sound.

The man was dressed in a silver-gray suit, shiny leather shoes, and a rose gold watch, which was extremely luxurious, but he had a KFC takeaway paper bag on his head, and three holes in his eyes and mouth.

"Is it Colonel KFC this time?" Henkel's face was full of black lines, "The last time we met at the bank, you put a layer of black *** on your head, and last time on Halloween, you wore the mask of the black warrior Darth Vader, so you can't be professional?"

"Disguise is not professional or unprofessional, as long as no one recognizes it, right?"

Henkel was silent for a long time, then poured a glass of wine for the strange guest: "Can I specify the disguise for the next time?" Actually, I like Cleopatra very much, and if you don't mind, I hope you can come to see me next time with gold dust all over your body."

"I didn't expect you to be so old and have such a heavy taste!" Colonel KFC smiled, "Actually, I was eating KFC takeout just now, so I can use it, and it's not time for me to show my face anyway, right?"

"The people in this room are credible."

"Throughout history, information has leaked from credible people."

"Makes sense."

Henkel didn't care about the customer's styling anymore, he asked, "You heard everything Angers, can you believe it?" Especially about the keel part."

"He didn't hide it, he now has one keel in his hands, the other one couldn't be salvaged, and the school board wanted it, but Ange didn't hand it over."

"It seems that there are quite a few people who are interested in dragon bones." Henkel smiled, "What's their next goal?"

Colonel KFC shook his head: "I haven't got any definite information yet. Regarding this, the latest action of the executive department is that a top-secret document has just been sent from China to the college and then immediately transferred to the school board, and the next target may still be in China. The college has been promoting Chinese education for several years, which shows that there is definitely a big move in China."

"China? Then stay tuned." Henkel nodded and touched his chin, "By the way, it seems that Lu Mingfei is also from China, what do you think of him?"

"Usually the performance is so ordinary, this year's sophomore, is in adolescence, luck has been good, there should be a lack of a girlfriend at present, but I don't see him in a hurry."

"Ordinary? Would Angers value an average student so much? He even let Lu Mingfei speak on his own during the negotiations! I've heard that he's the only "S" class student at Kassel Academy, does he have any special background?" Henkel shook his head.

"I haven't heard of it, maybe he's hiding it deeply." Colonel KFC also shook his head.

"There is another strange thing, Lu Mingfei boldly bid to 20 million at the auction when the deposit was only 2 million, when we checked his ability to pay, the first time he only had 2 million in his account, the second time he asked for a review, the account rose to 100 million and 2 million in ten seconds, he immediately chased the price to 100 million and bought the alchemy treasure box, but the last payment account was from the Kassel Academy, not Lu Mingfei's account, and his account only had 2 million US dollars left. We later checked the source of the huge transfer, and found that a total of 25 million accounts each sent four dollars to Lu Mingfei, and after the Kassel Academy paid, the $100 million was automatically returned." Henkel said.

Colonel KFC thought for a long time and shook his head: "I can't think of how such a thing can be done with current technical means, even Pentagon hackers can't do it."

"It's not so much a hacker as it is a ...... The Hand of God...... is turning the scales of wealth." Henkel said, "In short, Lu Mingfei is now starting to be the focus of surveillance."

"Understood, if nothing else, I'll go first." The man looked at the wine in the glass and said.

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On the highway, the open-top Maserati is running wildly in the sun and wind, and the old and young in the car are wearing sunglasses, handsome and compelling.

"This will be handed over to the Senate, and the scholarship will be credited to your account in one working day." Ange handed Lu Mingfei a note.

"Headmaster, your expression is so serious......" Lu Mingfei took the note and said cautiously.

Ever since leaving the room, Ange has maintained this expressionless look on his face.

"You've seen it all, and you've been involved in it." Ange spoke, "Those who claim to be old friends will soon become our enemies. If one day we could kill all the four monarchs...... The half-bloods will go to war with each other on that day."

"Will it be so serious that there will be a war?" Lu Mingfei was silent for a while, and then asked.

"You've heard what they're saying, what do you think?" Instead of answering, Ange asked.

"It's human nature to want to grab the greater good...... It's just that I don't like what they claim." Lu Mingfei thought about it for a moment and replied, "In the future they described, they replaced the dragons and became the rulers of the human race, and they distinguished each other by blood, these things, I can't accept."

"Yes, you're from that country after all." Nodding his head highly, "However, with your bloodline, you will definitely be in the highest part of the future they are hoping for, and you will have much more than you have now, money, power, all at your fingertips, even if this is the case, will you not accept it?"

"Headmaster, me

I don't deny that my thinking is deeply influenced by my home country, but my education has also taught me not to see the world from the perspective of a vested interest." Lu Mingfei looked at Ange and said firmly, "The society that divides people into three, six, nine and so on, I have heard a little, the so-called superior people must live the life of superior people, and inferior people must live the life of inferior people, once there is confusion, it will be regarded as a violation of the rules, which means that no matter which class of people will lose the right to determine their own future."

"Since they were born, they have not been able to completely determine what kind of person they want to become, what kind of friends they want to make, what kind of partner they choose, and when such rules are established, no one can escape its oppression, the inferior are the natural oppressed, and the rules restrict their freedom everywhere, and the superior people have vested interests and have to sacrifice their freedom to maintain the rules."

"I don't want to live in that world, whether as a superior or an inferior person, and I don't want my children and grandchildren to live in that world." Lu Mingfei looked at Ange, and his tone was categorical, "I will not agree with such a rule, and I will never accept this so-called gift."

Ange looked at Lu Mingfei, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on his expressionless face.

Lu Mingfei was a little confused for a while: "Uh, principal, is what I said funny?"

"No, I just remembered an old friend, a real old friend." Ange said with a smile.

Lu Mingfei was in awe: "Then he must be a great person."

"yes, hahahaha...... A great man."

Ange laughed, his eyes were a little blurred, through his sunglasses, in the hazy sunlight, the child in front of him seemed to slowly coincide with the figure in his memory.