"Your art of speaking is still so annoying."

Henkel glanced at him.

"Go inside, I don't want to turn the entrance of the opera house into a slaughterhouse."

Lu Ming didn't pay attention to his words, but looked at Ange.

"Give this old guy a little face, he's also the head snake of New York. If you don't have a face, we'll kill it again. ”

Ange said with a smile.

"Okay."

He approved Angers' proposal.

Lu Mingfei dragged Freddy, who had a nervous breakdown, and followed the two into the secret door on the side of the opera house.

Thirteen high-backed cowhide chairs were placed in the room, and on each chair sat a handsome young man.

They all wore a thick and simple silver ring on their index fingers, and on the huge ring were different totems, which were their respective family crests.

When the young people saw Henkel and them enter, they wanted to raise their fists in greeting, but they were too shocked to say anything when they saw Freddy, who was blurred with blood.

"Put this poor young man down, he's just not very good at his brain, and he hasn't done anything evil."

Henkel said helplessly.

"Hand over the information of the 'Divine Blood' seller, I can spare his life."

Lu Mingfei said.

"We just took a little protection money, and we didn't participate in the intermediate process. The real man behind the scenes needs this deal to fund his campaign, if you touch his cheese. When he enters the White House, you're going to be the enemy of all of America. ”

Henkel said solemnly.

"It doesn't matter."

He paid no heed to Henkel's warnings.

"But we have so-called. The roots of the secret party are in Europe, but our roots are in the United States. Offending the future president, even the North American Half-Blood Alliance will be uncomfortable for a while. ”

Henkel said.

"Don't play these political tricks with me, if they were really as important as you say, I wouldn't have been fighting the gangs last time in Juarez."

Lu Mingfei debunked Henkel's exaggeration.

It's just that he's too lazy to think so much now that he's retired, which doesn't mean he doesn't understand political routines.

"Well, even if that's the case, what do you exchange it for? After all, they have also paid protection money. ”

Henkel shrugged.

"How much?"

"I don't need money, it doesn't mean anything to me anymore. Sit down and talk, young man. ”

Henkel patted the empty chair.

"Sit down and hear what he has to say, after all, he doesn't have a few years to live."

Ange took Lu Mingfei in his arms and walked to the empty seat at the table and sat down.

Freddy, on the other hand, was thrown to the table, like a live-action ornament from a horror movie.

Henkel frowned slightly when he saw this, but he didn't say anything like taking Freddy down for treatment.

Because he knows that once he speaks, the contradiction will explode immediately.

finally seized the opportunity to communicate privately with Ange, so I will suffer the young man below, and he will bear the responsibility.

"How many years have we not spoken, Angers?"

Henkel spoke.

"On December 7, 1941, at Pearl Harbor, our negotiations were interrupted in the middle of our negotiations by the Japanese bombing."

Ange lit a cigar.

"Yes, this break is more than half a century."

Henkel sighed.

"I regret to see you again after more than half a century."

Ange said with a smile.

"Why be so mean, Ange, we just have our own positions."

Henkel said helplessly.

"This is the representative of your generation?"

Ange pursed his lips and glanced around at the dog-like young men around him.

"They are all outstanding young people from various families, and some of our contemporaries are dead, and some are dying. The half-dragon's bloodline is really sad, and he doesn't even have a chance to die suddenly, either committing suicide or watching his organs slowly fail. ”

Henkel sighed.

"You should say to the ordinary people who are being resuscitated in the ICU to see if they will spit in your face."

Ange spat out a puff of cigarette and said disdainfully.

"It's not interesting for you to say that."

Henkel waved his hand, dispersing the secondhand smoke that came to his face.

"Don't beat around the bush, say something quickly. My time is worthless, but Mingfei's time is precious. ”

Ange tapped the table with his knuckles, and by the way knocked the ash on the precious golden sandalwood table.

"A month ago, you sent him to Japan."

Henkel is finally getting down to business.

"That's right."

Ang nodded his head.

There's nothing to hide from this, photos of the Japanese branch seeing off are everywhere, and Fingal's unboxing live stream is still a hot topic.

"We're curious, what did you send him to do?"

Henkel asked.

"Go check the accounts of the Japanese branch and see if they have underpaid the protection money."

Ange said solemnly.

"Do you need to use helicopter gunships to check the accounts?"

Henkel pulled out a photograph from his bosom of the Thunderhawk gunboat firing heavily at the Genji Heavy Industries Building.

"Is there such a thing? Ming Fei, what's the situation? ”

Ange turned his head and asked Lu Mingfei.

"They violently resisted."

He replied calmly.

"So that's it, well done. That's right, I approved it. ”

Ange complimented.

"Don't play with your sense of humor, Ange. I've received credible information that you've got a dragon bone cross from the first species. ”

Henkel gradually lost patience and broke the bombshell news directly.

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

Ange shook the cigarette butt, and the ash fell everywhere.

"Why deny it? Angers. You killed a primordial species, and this is a historic moment. This is a big step for the half-breed and a milestone in human history. You should be proud of it, and we should cheer for you. ”

Henkel said in an inflammatory tone.

"Cheers to the death of the king!"

A representative of the family took the lead, followed by other young men who also raised champagne.

"Then think of it, so what?"

Ange raised his glass, took a perfunctory sip, and asked.

"First of all, we want to know, whose keel cross belongs to?"

Henkel asked gently, with a look of joy in his eyes.

"Your intelligence is so accurate, shouldn't you have an answer?"

Ange asked rhetorically.

"We do have the answers, but we would like to ask you, Principal Angers, to share the joy with us."

A young man with a mustache stood up and smiled kindly, as kindly as an artist who likes to drink beer.

"Of course it's the White King, can it still be those ordinary four monarchs?"

Ange said proudly.

"Uh, hahaha, Principal Angers' bluntness is heartbreaking. Frankly, it's good that it was you, not that Frost Gattuso, who came today, otherwise there wouldn't have been such a pleasant conversation. ”

The young man laughed awkwardly for a while, and then said meaningfully.

"Well, the Gattuso family has always been strong, and Frost is a typical example. I'm different, I'm a moderate. ”

Andrew nodded in agreement with his words.

"The Secret Party is the most radical of the half-breeds, and of course, that's fine, radicalism often leads to progress. But Frost is too aggressive, like a never-ending fighting sheep, and it is unwise to talk to him, but to communicate with the headmaster is like a spring breeze. ”

The young man's posture is very good, neither high nor low, and he uses an idiom to pat the horse, worthy of a master negotiator who graduated from Harvard Business School.

"He can't talk to you anymore, the fighting sheep has broken its horns and hooves, and is lying in the pet hospital at home. By the way, it was the guy next to me who did it. ”

Ange patted the back of Lu Mingfei's chair, and his tone was very proud.

"Mr. Lu beat Frost Gattuso?"

The young man had a look of disbelief on his face.

Although he disparages Frost in various ways, he is the spokesperson of the serious Gattuso family, which is one of the most powerful families in the world and the largest funder of the secret party.

If he met in person, he would have to call him Lord Frost.

But this poor boy from China actually dared to put Frost Gattuso in the hospital?

How dare he?!

"Watch your words, young man. Ming Fei is not the kind of bad boy who beats the old man, and Frost was injured voluntarily in a confrontation with Ming Fei. You know, we secrets like to have dueling stuff. ”

Ange corrected.

"Uh, okay. In short, a new history has begun. We cordially invite both of you to become co-creators of a new history. ”

The young man said enthusiastically.

"What kind of new history?"

Ange asked with interest.

There's a play!

The young man forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, carefully organized his words, and then said.

"For the past tens of thousands of years, dragons have ruled the world with the power of the elements. And now, for thousands of years, human beings have relied on the power of science and technology to become the masters of the earth. ”

"Now that the heavy shadow of the Dragon King has been illuminated, the half-bloods, who have both elemental authority and technological power, should unite to completely illuminate the hazy sky and become the new master of this land."

The young man's arms were open and slightly bent inward, as if encircling the whole earth.

It has to be said that his tone and content are very inflammatory, just like one of his peers.

"Good idea, then here's the problem. Is the new owner us or you? ”

Ange gave him a round of applause and asked.

"It's not a contradictory question, Principal Angers. The earth is huge, and even dragons need four monarchs to rule. Constitutional monarchy, senate, democratic parliament, we have a lot of political systems to choose from, and there will definitely be a win-win optimal solution. ”

The young man said with a smile.

For this question, he has long been ready to answer.

"And what about humans?"

Lu Mingfei said suddenly.

He was silent for so long that everyone almost forgot that he existed.

"What?"

The young man didn't hear clearly.

"What role will humanity play in your new world?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Ignorant ordinary people can only become lambs, and the half-breeds who are elites are their shepherds."

The young man said in a playful tone, as if he was quite proud of his analogy.

"Do you all agree with him?"

Lu Mingfei nodded and asked the others.

"Of course, we are on the same page."

Representatives of the other families also nodded.

How dare they?!

Ange's eyes widened.

"Ming Fei, just kill two."

Afraid that it would be too late, he turned on Time Zero and shouted.

(End of chapter)