At Ange's signal, Lu Mingfei pushed the cart and walked in with him.

Inside, you can see that there are a total of thirteen high-backed cowhide chairs in the room, and on each chair are people of different postures.

But they have one thing in common, and that is their youth.

They were uniformly dressed in black suits and shiny leather shoes, with white Florentine shirts with different flowers in their pockets.

At Henkel's signal, they raised their right fists one after another and greeted Ange and Lu Mingfei.

The silver ring on the index finger of the right hand is clearly visible, with different family coats of arms on it.

Henkel walked over to the table and sat down, pointed to Ange:

"Hilbert Jean Angers, the headmaster of the Kassel Academy, is also the leader of the Secret Party, so I don't need to introduce anything else, right?"

Everyone nodded one after another, as for Lu Mingfei, Henkel didn't know his details, and the most important thing here was Angers, so he simply didn't introduce it.

"How many years have we not had a face-to-face conversation like this?"

Henkel held out his hand and motioned for Ange to sit casually.

"The last time was at Pearl Harbor, in 1941, when you were a colonel in the U.S. Army, and our alliance talks were interrupted by an aviation alert only halfway through."

Ange lit a cigar and sat down in the vacant seat next to him.

After Lu Mingfei placed the seven deadly sins, he sat next to Ange, listening to their conversation boredly.

"yes, if it weren't for your time zero, we might have fallen under the bombs of the Japanese." Henkel sighed.

"So this is the family representative of your generation?"

Ange glanced at the thirteen people who had greeted him just now.

Henkel is the leader of the North American half-breed forces, so it is natural that they are considered by Angers to be the contemporary family representatives of the North American half-breed.

"You're right, these are the best young people in each family, and maybe the future of our North American half-breed lies in them."

Henkel replied unhurriedly, and a hint of praise could be heard in his tone.

And these praises also made the thirteen people present very useful.

"Tsk."

Ange glanced at them and didn't comment on them.

"Alright, that's the end of the reminiscence." Ange cocked Erlang's leg and puffed out a puff of smoke, "You haven't taken the initiative to look for me for more than half a century, but now that you're here, just say anything quickly, I'm still quite busy." ”

"I heard that you killed the Lord of Bronze and Fire and got his dragon bone."

Seeing that Ange was a little impatient, Henkel, who had been smiling, went straight to the point.

"It's right to kill the Lord of Bronze and Fire, but there's one thing I need to correct." Ange spoke.

"We only got Konstantin's keel, and as for Norton's, it should be buried in the Bronze City."

The young men looked at each other, a little surprised by Ange's frankness.

Based on what they knew about Ange, he shouldn't have been such a good talker.

Is it because of old age that the whole person's personality has changed?

Seeing this, some of them thought about striking while the iron was hot.

Under the interaction of multiple eyes, a young man with what appeared to be an artist's mustache stood up.

He raised his glass to Angers:

"Introduction, I'm Robson Gambino of the Gambino family, can we continue to talk about the covenant between the two of us at such an important moment as the revival of the dragon clan?"

His smile was very kind.

Lu Mingfei looked at this mustache, if I remember correctly, Ange said that the Gambino family should have been a gangster gang before.

How do you feel that there are so many forces in a mixed-race society that come from gangsters.

"Tell your conditions, and if the conditions are okay, it's not impossible to continue the alliance."

Ange said after taking a sip of champagne in his goblet.

"It is our pleasure to have your access, Monsieur Angers."

Robson stood up, in a gentle tone.

He was a graduate of Harvard Business School, and he stood up to let Ange look at him with his head up.

According to the psychology of negotiation, once you look up to your opponent, he will naturally be in a weak situation.

"We're all half-breeds, but with a slightly different style, and your secret party is just more radical in comparison, so I think we can help you a little."

Robson smiled.

"What helps?"

Lu Mingfei on the side suddenly became interested, he didn't know what kind of help these people could bring to dragon slaying.

glanced at Lu Mingfei, who had shined at the auction before.

Robson, who knew that he was just a temporary push-out of the secret party to attract attention, although he was a little upset that Lu Mingfei interrupted his conversation with Ange.

But at present, when he thinks that he has a good chat with Angers, he still shows his sincerity:

"Everything!"

"Everything?" Lu Mingfei repeated the rhetorical question.

"Yes, whether it's money or weapons, we can provide everything!"

Robson pressed his hands on the table and spoke in a heroic tone.

"So generous?" Ange raised an eyebrow.

"Of course." Robson replied, "It's just that we need something reasonable in return instead of giving." ”

"For example?"

"For example, before the end of the history of the dragon clan, the dragon bone cross of the King of Bronze and Fire cannot be monopolized by your secret party, and we should divide it equally.

For example, after the end of the history of the dragon race, the new era should be in the hands of us hybrids, and we should share power. ”

Robson looked at Ange with burning eyes, and he was waiting for Ange's answer.

"Divide the keel and share power, that's what you think?"

Ange closed his eyes in his chair.

"Yes, if you agree, with your help, we can even donate a large amount of money to join your school board and help you become the most powerful person in the secret party."

Robson is a good follower.

Seeing that Ange didn't reply, he thought for a moment and said something that sounded even more exciting:

"When the dragons become extinct, you, who have joined forces with us, will become the new dragons together!"

"New dragons?" Hearing this, Ange opened his eyes and looked at Lu Mingfei on the side, "What do you think?" ”

"The beard is not good-looking." Lu Mingfei commented.

"Hahaha, knowledgeable."

Although Lu Mingfei's answer was very nonsensical, Ange was very satisfied.

Robson, who found that Ange was not paying attention to himself, was a little impatient.

He had said so much, but Ange showed no sign of cooperation.

After he held back the impatience in his heart, he wanted to continue talking.

An incredible scene suddenly happened to him.

In just an instant, the black suit and white shirt Robson was wearing exploded into countless rags.

He immediately became naked.

And the person who had been staring at Ange before also found that he had been sitting in his seat and disappeared directly.

All that was left in the air was the goblet he had held before.

After hovering for a moment, the goblet fell to the ground and shattered, spilling golden wine everywhere.

Naked Robson sat in a chair with a stiff body.

It wasn't until the clothes were gone that he realized that it was Ange who had done it.

Ange stood behind him, spinning a folding knife about 20 centimeters long, the blade flickering.

His delicately trimmed beard flew away with the blade.

At the same time, countless cracks appeared on his entire face, and the blood was also escaping in pieces.

"Ange, everyone knows that the person who killed the Lord of Bronze and Fire is Lu Mingfei, and now that he is gone, you need our help."

Although he said this, he was secretly scolding Robson in his heart, and Henkel, who was not long-sighted, pulled out two revolvers from his waist with extremely fast hand speed.

Alchemy Wheel: Texas Dawn!

These are two old gold revolvers loaded with 0.5-inch Magnum pistol rounds.

These bullets can knock over a hippopotamus with a single shot even if they are not modified, not to mention the mysterious pattern on the head of Henkel's exclusive weapon, which is unique to alchemical weapons.

It's been years since Henkel pulled out this pair of alchemical wheels that once wrote the history of hybrids.

Even though he was already the leader of the high-ranking family among the half-breeds, it was no longer his job to use force.

But when he met Ange, he was always armed.

It was only after pulling out the alchemy wheel that Henkel suddenly found out.

I don't know when the young man who was brought in by Aung Tropic has stood in front of him.

He was staring at him with a pair of dark golden pupils.

Looking at Lu Mingfei's eyes, Henkel was in a trance for a while, as if he saw a mandala flower blooming in it.

It stands to reason that the brighter the golden pupils, the stronger the coercion will be.

But the eyes of the young man in front of him did not follow the rules of a half-breed at all.

It was as if he had encountered an apex predator right now.

Concentrated, his pupils widened, and after getting rid of the dark golden pupil that almost brought him down, Henkel also revealed his long-hidden golden pupil.

Even if he is old, he is still hot and bright, and there is no doubt that this is the eye that only S-class can have.

Henkel quickly raised his gun, but the next moment he found that Lu Mingfei, who was still in front of him just now, had disappeared.

The long-term combat experience gave him a bad warning, and Henkel turned straight and barely blocked Lu Mingfei's with his arm.

Finger?

A blast erupted in his arm, and Henkel jerked backwards.

But on the way back, he saw an unbelievable scene.

He saw Lu Mingfei walking leisurely beside him, his posture casual.

In this way, Lu Mingfei walked behind Henkel.

Finally stopped, Henkel, who could no longer see Lu Mingfei, suddenly turned around and prepared to shoot!

Still no one!

Where is it?

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Henkel's forehead, and he felt a suppressed breath.

"Still behind you."

Lu Mingfei's voice came from behind Henkel.

Turning around again, this time he saw it, he saw Lu Mingfei reaching out at an extremely slow speed, as if on purpose, for fear that he wouldn't be able to react.

"Bang!"

Henkel, who had been ready to shoot at the time of his retreat, finally fired his alchemical bullet.

The arcane pattern swirls on top of the bullet, and the power and alchemy bonus from the Alchemy Wheel appear in this room.

The alchemical weapon, which had not been used in many years, burst out of its power again.

But the next moment, Lu Mingfei appeared behind him again, and a hand reached for Henkel's neck.

A sigh came from Henkel:

"Have you forgotten what Ange said, my spirit is a holy judge!"

The alchemy bullet fired forward swirled at this moment, and the kinetic energy did not decrease at all, and even accelerated.

It was like a small meteor circling behind Lu Mingfei and shooting at his neck.

"Whew!" A sound came.

There is no sound of a bullet entering the body in Henkel's imagination, it is more like the movement of the fire going out halfway.

Henkel stood still and turned his head to look at Angers:

"Is he also time zero, you old guy, where did you find the monster, no wonder he had so many funds in his hands before."

A hand had taken his neck from behind.

"Look, how about the shaved beard I gave him?"

Ignoring Henkel's question, Ange just looked at his work with satisfaction, and looked at Lu Mingfei's actions with equal satisfaction.

Others may not have seen it clearly, but in Time Zero, he saw most of Lu Mingfei's actions clearly.

When Lu Mingfei had been suppressing Henkel just now, it was useless at all, he just used extremely fast pace.

Every time Henkel turned around, Lu Mingfei would lightly step on the ground, and then reappear behind him.

No matter how many times, always.

And the voice that Henkel heard in the end was just the sound of Lu Mingfei reaching back and holding the alchemy bullet between his two fingers.

"Lu Mingfei, this kid, seems to be getting stronger and stronger." Ange sighed in his heart.

In the past, he still had the confidence to fight with the normal Lu Mingfei.

But now, his time zero doesn't seem to be of much use to him at all.

Moreover, among these actions of Lu Mingfei and Henkel, Ange only just shaved his beard.

An action comparable to time zero, this is Angers' opinion.

At this time, the young people sitting in the chairs finally reacted, they all came from excellent mixed-race families, they were the elites of the new generation, and they were the spokesmen of the family.

Their sense of sight and hearing is far more acute than that of the average half-breed.

But in the incident just now, whether it was Angers' shot or Lu Mingfei's fight with Henkel, no one could see it clearly.

Lu Mingfei and the others seemed to have been cut out of thin air for a while.

One second they were sitting peacefully, and the next second the knife in Ange's hand began to spin.

Lu Mingfei's figure also disappeared, and Henkel raised his alchemy wheel.

"Are you qualified?" Lu Mingfei asked.

There was dead silence in the room, save for the clatter of the wall clock.

In this oppressive environment, no one answered.

They thought that Lu Mingfei was asking if they had the qualifications to become the new dragon clan?

"I think this may be a misunderstanding."

One of the more honest-looking young men stood up and said.

"You juniors, you can't do it." Ange put away his folding knife.

He dipped a handkerchief in an ice bucket and handed it to the injured young man:

"It's the price of the wrong thing, just scratch your face, you're lucky."

(End of chapter)