"Let me introduce you, this is the foreign language tutor I asked you to - Fingal von Frijns, a top German student studying at the University of Kassel in the United States." Shadi got up and walked to Fingal's side and helped him introduce himself:

"He is fluent in Chinese, English and German, and is also an outstanding genius in the fields of mathematics and computers, and if you encounter a game that you can't clear, you can also ask him to help you get a plug-in."

"I repeat, I'm not open!" Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, he didn't understand why Lao Xia Tou always couldn't get along with the plug-in, with his Lu Gongzi's game level, opening the hook was purely affecting his own play.

And Fingal, who was sharpening his knife, also raised his head at this time, turned around with his buttocks, and looked at Lu Mingfei, who seemed to have just returned from work in the quarry, with some admiration in his heart:

After being chased by a car for a long time, he can still be like a nobody, no wonder it can make the old man Angers treat him differently.

Putting down the kitchen knife, he stretched out his hand and took the initiative to say hello: "Hello Lu Mingfei, I will be responsible for teaching you English in the next days, you can call me Teacher Fingal, of course, you can also call me Fingal." ”

Just now, he reached a deal with Xia Di, who was suspected of being the dragon king, from a favor in exchange for the other party's forgiveness to a collaborator's relationship, and everyone was mutually beneficial.

And the content of the transaction includes being Lu Mingfei's tutor.

Looking at Fingal, who was burly and handsome, Lu Mingfei intuitively saw what it meant to be a bear's waist and a tiger's back, and the tall foreign country priest in front of him had to wear a loose fire rat fur into a slim model, and Inuyasha stood in front of him as thin as a thin dog.

"Hello, hello, just call me Xiaolu or Mingfei." Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand to shake him, and felt as if his hand was wrapped in its entirety:

"Excuse me, are you also half-blood?"

Those who can be pulled into the Nibelungen by Uncle Xia will definitely not be ordinary people.

Fingal is not surprised that the future junior will know about the existence of half-bloods, Xia Di is not shy about bringing people into the Nibelungen, and he can hide it from him, so he nodded and said: "Yes, a half-breed little miscellaneous fish, not as good as the one next to you." ”

"Indeed, Uncle is a monster." Lu Mingfei agreed with this, he originally wanted to express that Old Xia Touqiang was like a monster, but to Fingal, this was like an indirect recognition of Xia Di's identity as the King of Bronze and Fire.

I didn't expect him to tell his identity to his junior, could it be that there is a problem with the identity of the junior?

The illegitimate son of the Dragon King?

It shouldn't be, the information says that the younger brother's parents are alumni, could it be that the younger brother's bloodline is too pure, and Xia Di is ready to accept him as a righteous son?

Fingal thought to himself, but his face remained silent, and he turned his head to look at the alpaca waiting to be slaughtered: "Come, Mingfei choose one, eat roasted whole camels at noon." ”

He didn't know where Xia Di got so many dragon blood alpacas, just now he wasted a lot of strength to subdue this group of divine beasts, not only were he kicked all over his body, but even his clothes were bitten into pieces, which can be described as a heavy loss.

And the one-eyed dragon watched the show next to him, and said a cool thing from time to time, why should an alchemy puppet have a long mouth?!

Lu Mingfei looked at the alpaca that fell to the ground, and was a little uncomfortable stared at by more than a dozen pairs of slightly dim golden eyes, and leaned over to Xia Di and asked, "Uncle, can you eat these things?" ”

He knew that there were dragon-blooded animals in this world, but he subconsciously classified them into the category of monsters, and whether it was in the cartoon or in Journey to the West, monsters were bound to cannibalism.

Xiao Lu didn't want to indirectly achieve cannibalism.

"Rest assured, this is a breed that I specially bred." Xia Di took out a piece of jerky and chewed it slowly in his mouth, "The meat is firm, tender and delicious, and the protein is five times that of beef." ”

He had previously cleared the Chen family's secret research base in the capital and seized a lot of loot, including some dragon blood creatures that had been successfully transformed.

Because the bloodlines of those dragon-blooded creatures were mixed and their appearance was not good, he slaughtered them all and left them for the nurse group, leaving one or two for Lu Mingfei to be pets or improve food.

Originally, he planned to wait for Lu Mingfei to grow up and let him taste dragon meat, but he saw an experiment on edible dragon's blood animals in the research base, and among the animals participating in the experiment, the alpaca had the best eating effect, and the other mutton was too fishy, the pork was too sassy, the beef was too hard, the dog meat was too firewood, and the cat meat was too sour...... He traveled thousands of miles to Peru to catch some and did it himself.

So Lu Mingfei put his mind at ease and randomly picked an alpaca with a contemptuous expression and slaughtered it.

"Gotcha." Fingal picked up his kitchen knife and was about to vent his anger with the hapless egg, when the next moment he found himself back in the real world.

The grass was littered with the marks of a dirt wheel, and there were countless ruts on the dirt road, and it seemed that the future student had suffered a lot when he was dragged into the Nibelungen.

Xia Di stopped Lu Mingfei, who was going to come over to watch Fingal slaughtering sheep: "Mingfei, do you want to continue the happy jeep training?" ”

Lu Mingfei's expression was indescribable: "Only you are happy yourself." ”

At the speed of the car in Hardmode, he had to go to the hospital and lie down.

But having said that, he still stood back in the circle with Gangnier, after all, Uncle Xia would not really let the car crash into him, and it made sense to improve his courage and reaction as much as possible under the condition of safety and security.

He also didn't want to let Uncle Xia have the opportunity to say the classic line of Ultraman Severn to him in the future because he didn't train hard.

So as Fingal dragged the alpaca towards the lake, the jeep roared again and began a new round of dodge car training.

……

In the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, USA, hidden in a medieval-style complex deep in the mountains, an old man in a silver-gray custom suit stands in front of the window, holding a crushed leaf black tea from the Gorreana Tea Plantation, and the white smoke is repeatedly steaming.

The old man wore a delicate rose on his chest, his half-length white hair and beard were neatly and meticulously groomed, although the years had left deep marks on his face, the lines were still clear, and there were not many age spots common to the elderly.

His posture is as straight as a sharp sword, and his silver-gray eyes reflect the scenery outside the window, as if reminiscing about the beautiful past that has passed.

Picking up the bone china teacup and taking a sip, the old man turned to look at the old cowboy lying on the sofa, with a big belly and a drunken body, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes:

"I remember telling you not to drink too much these days."

"Oh, I'm not a drinker, I'm just drinking." The old cowboy who had put his cowboy hat over his face burped, reached out and stuffed the silver flask that was about to fall out of his trouser pocket, and said intoxicating words in his mouth:

"You know, I like to take two sips after work, but you know, I'm working almost all the time."

Seeing his old friend who was older than himself arguing there, the old man in the suit didn't bother to talk about him, put down the teacup and sat on his exclusive office chair, and tapped his index finger on the desktop: "Fingal should be in place now." ”

"Perhaps, I heard that he has been obsessed with it recently, and often stays up late to read, and it is possible that he hasn't gotten up yet."

"He's not like you."

"Of course he doesn't think Playboy is boring, and I suspect there's something wrong with Little Fingal." The old cowboy proposes to have Fingal undergo another psychological test and physical examination.

"Don't doubt his professionalism, he's the best student so far."

"Heh, when the ace commissioner from the Japanese branch comes over, he won't be there."

"Perhaps, he's in a bit bad shape right now." The old man in the suit was noncommittal.

"Then you also let him go to China, didn't you say that the guy who followed the S-class was a dangerous person?" can appear in the south and north of the world at the same time, and almost collapse the Chen family, the old cowboy suspects that the dragon king twins have revived at the same time.

"But he's not dangerous." The old man in the suit remembered his unknown source of information, and an intriguing light flashed in his eyes.

"He's an uncontrollable variable, I need someone to keep an eye on him, and Fingal is the one that's the best fit."

(End of chapter)