The biting chill still surrounded him, and Robson, who had lost his mustache, clutched his neck and gasped heavily.

The silver-haired old man in front of him looked like a devil in his eyes, but Parobson, who faced the hand handed by Ange, still took it with a trembling hand.

Because he simply did not dare to refuse.

The twelve people at the table looked silently at Henkel, who was choked by Lu Mingfei behind him.

They sat there, their shirts soaked in cold sweat.

Whether it was Lu Mingfei or Ange, the scorching majesty emanating from their bodies made them dare not act without permission, as if their souls were intimidated by them.

The young man who stood up and tried to round the field also showed a stiff smile, waiting for Lu Mingfei or Ange to continue to respond.

"Who do you say needs your help?"

Ange turned to look at Henkel, who was held hostage by Lu Mingfei, and asked with a raised eyebrow.

Seeing this old guy make a fool of himself made him very happy.

"I said the wrong thing." Henkel sighed, "Your secret party is really full of talents, even if one Lu Mingfei disappears, there will be another similar person, I really don't know how you cultivated it." ”

Seeing that Henkel was soft, Ange, who had no intention of doing anything to him, gestured to Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei let go of his hand and returned to Ange's side.

"My advice to your children is to tell them more about the principles of life, how their ancestors slay dragons, and let them use less of Wall Street.

Don't mention any new dragons to me, you must know that all dragons, whether born or pretended, are my enemies. ”

Ange reminded by popping off the cigarette butt of his cigar.

After a few seconds of silence in the air, Henkel pulled Texas Dawn back into his waist and said to Robson, "Apologies." ”

"I'm sorry, Headmaster Angers."

Robson held his handkerchief and bowed, his voice trembling, the blood on his face running down his neck.

His apology Angers didn't care, he just made a suggestion to Henkel:

"If you have time to exercise more, don't really be as rotten as an antique."

After speaking, he beckoned Lu Mingfei and left here together.

They haven't chatted properly for many years, and they are unhappy.

"You are strong because of your desire, and the desire for revenge is always more youthful, but unfortunately, I don't have the wildfire desire."

Henkel sighed as he looked at Ange's departing back.

Having been the head of the family for too many years, it is difficult to say what is the right choice.

"You can wipe it."

At this time, Henkel let Robson, who had been shaved, do it.

Robson pressed the handkerchief that Ange had already handed him to his face, and the ice water mixed with blood stained his body.

"Is that how we ended our offer to work with him?"

One of the relieved young men wiped his sweat and asked Henkel.

"It's not appropriate this time, next time, in this era of chaos is coming, there will always be opportunities in the future."

As he spoke, Henkel paced to the innermost wall.

He tapped lightly on the wall: "Ange is gone, you can come out." ”

The small red door hidden in the wall opened, and a man stepped out of it without a sound.

His steps are firm and gentle, with a strong sense of rhythm, a silver-gray suit, shiny leather shoes, and luxurious clothes that match his muscular body just right.

Just from the pace of walking, you can see the confidence of this person.

He swaggered down in the chair across from Henkel and didn't say hello to anyone.

But the young people were staring at him in unison.

At recent meetings, he has been there every time.

Henkel rubbed his somewhat gagged brow, with a hint of disgust in his tone:

"Last time it was Kakashi, last time it was Black Knight, and this time it's KFC again?

When will you be able to be decent. ”

"Please call me Colonel KFC!"

Unlike extravagant dressing, the man in the KFC takeaway paper bag eats French fries and points the right way.

"You're really." After holding it for a long time, Henkel spat out two words, "Love to play." ”

"It's not time for me to show my face, be considerate and considerate." KFC Colonel laughed.

He didn't trust the rest of the room, and Henkel only complained a little and understood.

After all, every leak of intelligence in history is because of the presence of someone who thinks he is credible.

"You heard the commotion before." Henkel asked.

"Of course I heard it." Colonel KFC nodded, and after glancing at Robson, he continued, "Should I say it or not, in the face of Ange, you dare to say that you will become a new dragon, and the young people under your command are quite cute." ”

Hearing the man in the KFC hood say something like this, Robson felt a little annoyed in his heart.

But because of the loss of face just now and the recent importance that Henkel has given to the KFC colonel, he still endured it.

"Do you have an impression of the young man next to Ange?" Henkel suddenly asked, "Have you seen that over there?" ”

"Whether it's his appearance or his voice, it's very unfamiliar, and I don't think I've seen it."

Colonel KFC flipped through the photos of Lu Mingfei who had just gotten off the car at the auction house, and said after carefully identifying them.

"If you have a chance, check it out, no problem." Henkel asked, tapping on the table.

"As long as the remuneration is enough, there is nothing that cannot be solved." Colonel KFC replied confidently.

Henkel nodded, he still believed in this unscrupulous espionage ability.

"By the way, aren't you short of good weapons?"

Henkel suddenly clapped his hands to the side.

Seeing Henkel's instructions, a young man took a long box from his bag at his feet and slid it over the table.

Colonel KFC caught it.

"No, just to attend a meeting, you are so polite."

KFC Colonel has modest words in his mouth, but not at all modesty in his hands.

It didn't take long for him to open the box, and inside was an alchemy long knife, which was pitch black all over and had dense lines.

"Good knives." Colonel KFC wiped it with his hand and commented.

After taking it away, he looked up: "Is there anything else, if not, I'll leave first, there are still activities in our game guild at twelve o'clock at noon today." ”

"Get out of here."

Seeing that he was still so unserious, Henkel unceremoniously issued an expulsion order.

"See you next time, Sergeant Henkel." Colonel KFC stood up and saluted.

Henkel silently watched his back as he walked down the hallway, pondering whether it was right or wrong to have him as his successor.

Colonel KFC walked down the corridor to the door, and Chu Zihang and Xia Mi stood at the gate waiting for a taxi.

Lu Mingfei and Ange sat in a black Maserati, with Ange at the wheel.

In the inner lobby of the Chicago Municipal Opera, a man in a black robe receives a phone call.

"The target is the people of the secret party, and now with Ange, are we going to do it?"

From his tone, the black-robed man heard a strong jealousy.

"Ange." The black-robed man sighed lightly.

After thinking for a while, he slowly spoke:

"The Seven Deadly Sins must be obtained, although the other party is a person from the secret party is a little unexpected by us, but without Lu Mingfei, who can compete with the first generation, even if Ange is here, what can he do."

"I don't believe he's really a natural dragon slayer as the legend suggests."

(End of chapter)